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Friday, May. 23, 2003 / 11:10 a.m. ~Not Ashamed, Just Staying Private~ I find myself covering my arms when I wear short sleeves. I see someone looking at my tattoos and I cover them with my hands. I remember my supervisor seeing them for the first time, both arms tattooed, and she was aghast, asked if they're real, asked if they hurt, asked why I have them, and when I told her I don't like people commenting like that, that it's irritating to have to explain, to have to justify, she told me that's why I have them, isn't it?, to show them off. No. They're for me. Usually they're not even visible. Today they are, and I want some people to see, but mostly I don't. I instinctively cover them when I see someone's eyes traveling down my arms as she talks to me. On that note, there's another convention next weekend....... hmmmmm... should I? Thinking, thinking, thinking. I have a lot of ink already. Cost of the War in Iraq
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