I got my very first tattoo this past Thursday. It's the world's most pragmatic tattoo, but I think it's awesome and badass. Here it is:
So, hey, what's that I said about moving? Yes, it's true. I'm leaving Phoenixville at the end of the month and relocating to Pittsburgh.
WHAT? Yes, I know, I'll have to change the name of the blog. Don't worry, though! I'll come up with a clever solution. I'll really miss Phoenixville, and it will always hold a very special place in my heart, and I'll always be back to visit. But Pittsburgh has cheap rent where I could afford to garden, and it's a city but not as gross and dangerous as Philadelphia, and I have a lot of friends there, and my legal experience is slightly more marketable there than in Philly. So... I'm going. It's why I had that second job -- to save up to move. Speaking of which, with the end of the holidays, my retail job came to an end. That means that I'll have time to really cook again, as well as to pack my apartment and to spend as much time as possible with my dear, dear friends here in the 'ville.