"Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got a TATTTOOOO?"

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Sigh-Nope-Cys....Lithuania ...

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Lithuania?

don't you men LithuWhenia? no?

how about LithuThenia? wut?

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why on earth?
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reason is as reason does dude...and/or...tattoo adventure!!!

this mofo's been barking aboot a atoodle for the last 2 yrs or so...but priorities right? work-work-work-travel-driving-liscence-work-work-travel-breath-create-create-create-to-infinity....

once i nailed the driving i was all like welll nooowws the time to work on that tattooodle...but who..where? why??? when??? how????? sooo many questions but with all that thrown into the creative blender...the shit sort of has a way of working it self out if you give it the time/due it deserves....

enter.....my flatmate bro who came to visit...dude had some sickkk ink!!! sick i tells you! so i asked him where the hell he got that sheiit..it was pintresty-worthy swweet jebus! when he said his friend in lithuania did it for him i made a mental note and then went about roaming the interwebs

starting in rondon town for tattoo places..starting @ obious joints like LoveHateTattoo...seeing their portfolio/quality of work vs what they charge/how they charge and how they work with their clients...like wtff... alot of tattoodle shops here in rondon town seem to be just exactly what you'd see on Miami/NY/LA ink.. a british bull dog on thier arm, their moms cat on their shoulder, or a portrait of some actor/film charactor like wtf..lammme or at least not my type of vein for it any who... there is this crazy cool solution at TattoDo  where u can post your concept and for a Fee...it will get 'legit' artists to porpose their concepts of it.....but again if you look at the results? lol...random sheit like a lion tatoo...some birds.. some ones dog and their moms cat...wtf?? weird.. like technically it "works" but nothing altogether very 'artistic' or with a great deal of beauty to it tbh..its just 'custom' with out finess imo.

i wanted to have a number of styles/formats for my tattoo and didnt really see anything close to that exept maybe in sleeve tattoo's but even then..format seem'ed to just suit a sleeve rather than a back design/format/composition..and the detail..or lack of complexity in design...i kept seeing large shapes and plain color..little/poor shading...more coloring book illustrations rather than artistic attention to detail...just super plain is what i'm sayin'......btw did i mention..how many amazing tattoo domains there are in london? i found a 10 top here    sweeet jeebus their webshites are terrible...terrible i tell's ya... 

soo i dug into google and took more serious consideration into looking across to Europe for some awesome artists....this was after setting up a basic photoshop mock up of my back+tatto-styleformats+tattoo Refferences of styles with direction on where they intersect/position/placement on the back.... with that ready to go i contacted, most credible dutch, the french, the italians, ze germans even the gad damn danes! in the end the first responce that came back was from the Danes @ MeatShopTatoo was siccc..and it totaly branded its self as custom tattoo with a totaly granular breakdown of the kind of tattoo you wanted ...finaly ..some sirs sheeiit....hokay!! and a week later... after saying yes... they turned around and said their tattoo artists didnt feel like their was enough symetry in my design lool.....i was like wtf... 'now what' and they went about saying that 'this is where your journey begins...' hahaah it was like an oricle prophey...i.e. that i had to find an artist willing to work on my design/format/idea/concept ...when it comes down to it its a project like any other...and not a weekend retreat! mwahah insert Fight Club Sound Track @ "this is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time this isn't a seminar and this isn't a weekend retreat"

soo with that i googled further.....and found a decent link for a decent shop in lithania.. I found 2 sites, and by this time I was cross refferncing the sites i'd found who would do custom tatto work with their respective facebook/instagram feeds on latest works most relevant/legit type of custom work.....for the record..if a website of a tattoo joint suxx dont give up there..just check their facebook for more uptodate work if your still curious...alot of the time its where they be posting far more frequent updates...which is super handy if you want to go local and their webshite is kaka where was i?? so yeah after finding one store, i looked for another and used their website to submit my design/concept/proposal (#sugarCoat it is what it is bro) and the feed back was with in 2hrs!! ahahahah the bro asked me to add him on facebook...so we did the consultation right there and then! He asked me to give him a few days but he did like my intro to the project/design/concept and how flexable I was aware I needed to be to what the artist recomends would work better for the layout/format jointing....and so I though “it begins!!!” (queue thunder lightening and blood curdling screams!)...for lulz I cross checked with my flat mate about where in lithuania i'd contacted an artist annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnndd *mind blown * turns out to be the bro who did her bro's tattoo! Gaddaiumm I was sooo exited too incredibru!

Feed back later from design concepts shaped the trip into 3 sessions....and I was like ergh hokay, if you say so... turns out the dollah does stretch pretty damn wide when you go that far east...so for 11 day trip 8 of which spent in tatto's ville... I figured eat, sleep tattoo, walk around photo, explore, meander, get lost, get found, get a beer, get a look, take a break, kick back, trip forward and generally disconnect for what ever normallity is/was/should be... defo made the most of it considering the siutation..i.e. major back surgery #spinalTapSessions

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outbound

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trying to get there? for get being in a hurry...i wasnt.... but murphys logistical-law was around every gad damn corner as soon as i stepd out my gad damn front door...i was, late and about to catch the over ground, when my oyster failed to authenticate... .i look to my left at the terminal, thats broke (out of order) i look to my right, and the mofo behind the counter is tindering his phone with his ear, and as i look, hes pointing across the platform to the other tap in machine...and im like "really your right there just let me top up!" But his "information only sign " reminded me thats it "i cant be fucked o'clock" whaha so i returned the sentiment in kind and pointed to my my excess baggage and just walked on, it was agree to disagree and the cctv at entry-gate-troll's post will see the sharades-like conversation conclude with physical commentary.

5mins later...it gets even more FUBAR.... Overground train doors opens... And im greeted by a huge possy of hisidic crips! Like its a surreal exoddus Exodus albeit interupting one because i need to get on the train... No one moves, ive got excess baggage and im not going to another train cart.. So i wait.. And wait.. And then fuckit, im comming through, dude it was trying to do a limbo through and past an uppacked clown car .... The crips wuz blocking the doors,there were like 6 hasidic families, each baby machine complete with a suite/trio/4 leaf clover worth of non tax decuctable offspring lool all.... I think the red and black theme on my plaid made me come across as a nazi crip, but with little time to debate about the muted  suggestive attire themes going on i made it through to the stark empty-enough-to-throw-a-talent-show isles which where uninhabited for some reason.

I get to the airport... and I got to hock out 70bucks because I didnt check in?????????????? wtff thats the price of a one way ticket or a return ticket if I booked even earlier...barbariic!!...

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landing

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with springs in step and similar smiles i'm all like confused at where de hell teh taxi rank is..so i ask a guard...in charade body language 'taxiii?'' (shurg sholders and open palms) the lady looks at me in total digust like 'bro we dont even here ok, and i dont speak yourlanguage tone of reply' hahaah so i just moved on outside..as i read the 'taxi' sign in lithanian which seems to be pronounced the same way..so not even sure what what so confusing about what i said...exhausted from the 2hrs to get to the airport plus teh 2hrs int he air port plus the 2.5hrs to touch down and the 1:30pm local time at departure lagg..so yeah...it all ads up...and i'm  le tried  onto the exit...

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stupid tired

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i get to my hotel 23:30. gad daium the hotel was awesomely kooky for a layover...totaly rock'ed out! guitars, art, everywhere! free unlimited coffe tea @ the checkin-seat zone...annndd its own chillout bar area that rotates its musical vibe for breakfast, lunch and dinner/cocktail hr.. of course i tried nun of these exept the breakfast..which was cool pretty clever healthy options for what it was (it was free) annnd the mofo's of the hotel have a lazy-crazy-hang-over check out time on sundays of 6pm!!! not badd eh?? they understand their audience mwahah

soooo where was i? oh yeah growing up in a dust bowel (b.town bahraiinz) u get used to every one knowing every one, and i guess it had been a while since that 'oh you know so and so' serendipedous spontanious enlightenment momento's of a be mused medium ..but yeah i check into my hotel and i'm all like 5000 words at every reply...but looking green as hell and/or fresh as daisy/touristical/ya'll-aint-frum-around-here-is-you?

the checkin bro's at the counter working the grave yard shift were asking me what i was up to here...annd because u know horror films and happening to pop into this world as a bro... i splilled the beans..to such specificity the following occurred... one of the checkin bro's was from where i was going Klapeda..... he mentiond he was from there.. so i was like woahh..ok thats cool...and after more chit-chat/shit-chat turns out he's got a tattoo too...and guess who did it? haahah Danis Tatoo  too!!   ...so yeah... there's that... totaly random & cool. not much sleep though...had to be up in another 5hrs ...bleh  

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Klapeda-catch-er-ryde!/Getcha RIIIIIDE!

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so yeah it may as well be Lithu-narnia to me cause of how differnt it is...despite comming from grey grey engrand...its a differnt kind of grey over there..well at least in the big city/capital it was...which suspiciously is called Vilinus..as in i'm feeling vilinus, or he had a vilinus character wahahah quite the dramatic wurd for a captial city brahh.

Lithuania.... its thee furthest east i been...considering i lived in the ME (middle east for half my life) that pretty darn farr...i mean its as cool a progressive east as you'd wana go off the radar.

the trip on the buss was pretty standard.... cool views, all new and soviety..some cool churches...when we stoped of for a restroom breack in Kanau (second biggest city)...the bathrooms were special....like so special that you had to pay 50C to use them..and when you did use them they were holes in the ground...yup dem tipes of pop-a-squaters....and the flush mechanism?...well yess it had plumbing...but the flush handel was luxuriously twined and braded electrical wiring (it was blue as I recall) so u pull that mofo and it flushes ...ah-ha technology!!!

when I got to Klapeda having zero baring...the couple who I was renting the apprtment from offerd to pick me up from the train/buss station area...that was sweet!! turns out the lady is an artist who teaches art @ the uni...kind of cool eh? Great happy go lucky people. On day 2 in klepedia she oferd to take me to her art studio so that was neat..got to get my bearings a little more... but yeah she was curious as to “what was I doing in klapeda” I said to get a tattoo and she couldnt belive how soon i'd got started on that ahahahah kind of mind blowin....but back to the art.... she took me for some cool lithuanian foodies tried to get me to beer it up but I had to heall so meh..i let that one go...but on the upside we went to this print stuio she worked out in a different part of the town which had these cool roller press machines...so I got given some tools and got arting my ass off carving out something on a textile slate to apply ink too...totaly fun way to spend an afternoon for sure.  but it gets stranger....on my way back i end up talkin to a bro on the train about youknow  small talk train shitchat/chitchat...and turns out her BF's cousin is the dude i checked in with when i initialy landed..so they kindley offerd to drop me back at the hotel....awesome huh? totaly badass/good times #surreallycool!

Other Things I did see saw.....

Saw the baltic sea! Caught a cool little boat that took me to this sandbar... which faces the immediate baltic sea...and its beautiful to look/stare into...its infinity! The rolling waves the beachy sand stretching to infinity in each direction....lifes a beach...just not a baltic one so I did dun see/sea all I could before my ears felt like they were gona fall off (headache) ...the trek to the sandbar took me through this sweet awesome forest...never really done that b4..you could smell a mixture of what a forest might smell like with the tinge of the salt/water from the shore up ahead...totaly cool...felt pretty enchanted...the phrase cant see for forest for the trees' sprang to mind more than once over there......

It was soo quiet...nothing but the roaring shore to zone to. Not much of any one around either...hence the surreal enchanted feeling...really wouldnt want to be stuck there @ night...holy crapp no wayy.. the boat leaves every half hr yeah I was there for nearly 2. i'd been toled by more than one person that during summer its like theee hot spot to go to when the weather perks up..but the baltic sea is stillt he baltic sea so I reckon I wouldnt have turned dolphine come summer but hey a beach is still a beach. Worth the salt, sand and sun if you can get some.

The soviet stuffs... its everywhere...the building design, the grey colors...the dresscode of the old ladies who @ one look at them reveales “i've survived stalin, i've survived the soviets and i'll survive youu” wahahah very cool. Not that I look like a tourist (I totally did) but yeah got those “are you some kind of alien” looks from people there as I wasnt really looking, sounding, more moving in any vissualy recognisable uniformity to their kind of norm...so that was cool I guess ^_^ I think I just wore too many colors lol...no loud colors allowed! Keep it minimal beig, black, pull your hoodie over your head and walk slower! Ahahah to each their own I guess.

So the old town of Klapeda where I was staying is super coboldy...which is older than soviet times...but north of klapeda by the university area has old soviet buildings as does the area behind the old town (yes its called 'old town') its cool to see that contrast..and by the old town is the river Dane, and behind from where ver that meandered from inland was this Simpsons single chimney stack power plant....which was kind of disturbing...but then there was this bad ass restaurant galleon by the river wich wasnt open (winter months a luls in the economy there) as its mostly a trading/shipping down with some oldie tourism for the old town..oh and there's a uni there...total population around 180,000 but that makes it like the 3^rd largest city in all of the 4 cities in lithuwherenia...so its pretty small where I was i.e. by the sea... there was this Normandy ship thing from WW2 left over there further north but didnt get that far during my photo walks around the central part of the city. So yeah I though the contrast of the German influence of what is the Old Town (the typography and styles of architecture there) vs the soviet influence of the old university buildings and general brutal appartment block structures was pretty neat contrast..barbaric (historically) but yeah people just get along as they do any where....i did notice the odd 2 or 3 old bums/hobo's that would creep into the Old Town..they kind of wanderd around and along like they do in GTA ...because there's not many people in Old Town...they seem to stand out more?? and where I had to empty the trash from the appartment I was renting you'd get the odd one rummaging through the dump or loitering in back alleys...people as they seem to do everywhere seem to ignore them and vise versa..so that did seem a little earrie.

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Foodies:
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get this... Pink Cabbage soup!!

because I cant even pronounce the name.... but its actualyt Cold Beet Soup or Šaltibarščiai (good luck trying to pronounce that one wahah) and speaking of pronunciation, most young people spoke english...everyone older just didnt bother..so that was cool/fun when it counted

tried some potato pancakes too...there are a lot of dish varations with that...served with a side of sourcreme...kind of cool...diffrent and yummy : )

also rocked into a pizza express place just for familiarity....appart from that stayed away from anything cheeseburgery or chippy...exept maybe because @ the ship dock area there was this cafe/resteraunt place...which well I asked them to recommend me something..annd booyaa I got achiken burger and a coke with cabage salade thang...kind of a pink cabage coldsore...cold slaw even...and the reciept came to none other than satanic! 6.66 Euros! Ahahah it blew our minds when we saw the reciept @ the till good times! #LaughterIsUniversal ...speaking of coldsore...waw...wtff...did I mention my skin went to hell at some point on the flight...or during my prep..the stress or what ever or may eating like an animal and forgetting to use a napkin during my travel itenery plus the combination of cold as cold... cracked both my lip sides fakkkkk eeidot...annnnd so I couldnt seem to locate any sort of coldsore creame....so when I eventualy googled a pharmacy to walk to in the area...they were all like...”this is what we have” but it was all lip baum.....i was like “errr coldsore?”....they looked closer.. “herpies?” hahaah I was like “nooo” but with no further explanation to alternative I was all like “just give me that fucking thing” haha i'll take what I can get maybe it will work too!! but ...it didnt so I took the suvey piraty route and went tangerine crazy..which helped abit (vit C = skin repair ftw....oh and my back/body was probably spending all its reserves on the intense needle spooning applied to myback at no less than the intensity of 11) gad daiummm

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ink tacular - the session digest

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every time i went in for a session..waw...i got giddy with stupidty and neurotically needle nervous...did I mention that my tatoo bro looks like Christano Ronaldo? Its the complection thing going on at first glance

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also before we began, I was briefed on how the pain-register in your brain works when your working close to/onto the spine ....it goes like this...the brain for some reason isnt so well wired to tell the differnce/or distinguish left right side of the spin/inner back...so the fucker just activates pain receptors for both sides...lol so that prolonged sort of sensory overload is exhausting and errr uncomfortable to say the least...but for a single session its doable and when your working on different areas as long as your rested and well eaten/relaxed/ready you can do it....but holly crap not reading to much into it saved me a lot of worry. Still I guess hearing that sort of stuff from the expert didnt really intimidate me any more than I already was i.e. which translates to ones internal dialogue as its gona hurt but thats normal, it wont kill you #justDooIT #DontBeSuchaPussy mwahah..soo here goes....

Session 1

Spinal Tap Duration: 2m – 5:30pm

Pain level: 1 ouch...#GetderDun #noPointOfReffernce

Pain level Movie Reference quote: close your eyes and go to your happy place (happy gilmore)

Arriving with next to not enough sleep and nerves shot to sheeeit...it says something when the person you meet for the first time in ze flesh says “are you okay?” ahhaha I think I was shaking...low blood sugar or somecrap...any whoo.... quote of the session “you dont go for a ciggarette during surgery” wahhahaha that was when we were taking a break after ohh I dont know 3 hrs into it? Mwahaha first touch of the needle was right on the spine cartilage gad daiuummm and all this time i'd been practicing 'how to get a tattoo' by lying belly down on my yoga mat..i thought i'd be able to catch up on some sleep whilst the whole show was going on behind my back butt...lol it was a chair I was proped up against so yeah just dealt with that. After the 3hrs more or less and the initial outline was done/major details coverd... I was also wised up to how that 'numb spray works'...which goes like this: it only works on areas already inked! So u cant just start your tattoo off with it lol...its only for areas with a lot of detail that you need to go over again...i.e. Skull eye, impossible triangle and filling in out flower outline....but gad damn when your sooo exhausted from such a concentrated persistent sensory overload..... you get soooo damn high!!!! like wtfffff tripping balls after all was said and done..i barley made it back to the front door which i'd only arrived at earlier that morning 2hrs prior to ze back spinal-tap session ahaha so the whole place was a little strange/unfamiliar to find again.. but twas super helpful that me and my logistical-lunacy anticipated such a scenario and so booked a place with in 5mins walking distance *high5* *passes out*. Wait no!!! I forgot tomention...what does one do/say when being tattoo'd on stupid amounts of sleep exhaustin whilst charged with curiosity and over whelmed intrest in the art of the proffesion and of the profession/developement of the artist present.... well if your like me...you try start a conversation whilst being spinal-tapped ahahaha holly crap I didnt see that coming at all!! ahaha I just let ripppp wtfffff for a first time tattoo getting the back done at all let alone the spine is a mofo mamoth task annnd yettt here's me going all 60-minutes with Danis ahahah that must have been soooo anoying, but also quite a trip...”who the hell is this bro flying half way across europ...actualy not half way..totaly across europe..from west to ze estern block and just walkes into my shop wanting an entire back mural then switches into a barbra walkers/walter-croncite whilst getting inked for the first time???” hahahahahahahahah we went intelectually deep and holly sheeit its pretty damn hard to keep upbeat with all that pain piercing the back of your meatwagon wahahah gad daiuummmm but I did it woohoooo #bucketList #someSortOfRecord

best story/quote of this session was the reccolection of a story I had to tell was that in my packing rampae before I left I accidentaly packed my flatmates tooth brush instead of mine wahahahah because u know she's from lithuania so my brain went all like “welll that toothbush is from lithuania so I must be needed to pack that because i'm going to lithuania” ahahahahahahaha wtffff totall brain fart

Session 2

Spinal Tap Duration: 9:30am – 3:30pm (probably 1 hr break in total through out the session)

Pain level: 2 holly shiiit

Pain level Movie Reference quote: “Now imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light” (fight club)

the gad damn needle....the single shadder fucker...the one that by the verry sonic frequency sends shellshock shuddery shivers down my spine ahahah when it ssoo close/loud to your ear (litteraly right behind you and the artist is just reblotting ink (aka reloading!) ahaha holly crappp its soooooo sharp!!!! the mandalas, the geometric shapes and that gad damn tree and its godforsaken roots!! they keeeled me..but i'll get to that in a second..first off....the mandalas....on the sholder blades...soo sharp... and not at any single point did I consider ...”where else does this format exist”(the the tree!! the tree man!! but that didnt register).....anddd about that point of pain reffernce...like the shoulderblade the detail of the design being implimented was soo specific that the whole gad damn area burned ahahah stinging!! sharp as faaak the only respite was knowing that when the intensity goes from 0-10 on a brush stroke..or needle stroke (lets just call a spade a spade here) holy crap...when it goes from 0 to 10....in say a 4 second streak.... you get the respite of knowing “hokay...he aint gona go near that spot again” and then it starts again on a different spot but the same pain-register intensity and exponential-owwwwww ahahahah there were times on them mandalas when it went to 11!! 0 to 11 of spinal tap epicness ahaha theee most intense thing i've ever literally sat through.....

so after the first mandala was done....the second one had to wait till later (yet some how I was looking forward to it ) he started on the geometry top half and those moons...and for this I had to change my posture...which unbeknownst...hurt even moree....because..well because if your not comfortabl sitting still for so long and you have to try balalnce your self whilst been needl'd the sheeit just feels that much more sentitive.....this section took around 45 mins or something..its all a blur but very preseise painnn...unique from what the second mandala was...which we moved over to...which was more comfortable this time around .....then we broke for lunch... 30 odd mins...by this point I was a little high/mind-blown from the spintaltap intensity...annnd having a point of reffernce to the prior session left out the walter-concite/barbra-walters/60-minutes interview session...better to reserve the focal energy for what was about to come ahahah

the last part of this session was the tree!!!! annd the geometric...... let me just say for the fine fine fine line work that involved that tree...the pain factor was just 11-11-11-11-11-11-11-11-11 I mean sweet jeebuss it was the only time id react at the very needle touch gad daium total involentary but holy crap that was super hard to sit still with...it was pure bone!!! gad daiummm.. I recall being all like “wooooooooo” my involuntary swear OCD kicked in ...but that didnt last long by session 3 ahaha for this session it was feed back from Danis to the tone of like “yeah this bit is a mofo, just hold on” hahah good times.... also remembering to bread between needle spooning helped a tone..... did I mention how good the gad damn sound track was through out all the sessions? Holly crapp...music..the universal communicator! Amazing.... from detones to Metallica to black sabath to pink floyed to blood hound gang! All good stuff...and that made it easier!!! amazing sheeit...i did mange to point these odd artists out between my persistent meditative state of muted “holly crap no words!” ahaha ..back to the treee..... omg if id known what i'd known now.... the horror...the horror ahaha. #someTimesItsBetterNotToKnow at the end of this session I was less derranged as i'd totally rested up..like I was sleeping twice a day...and the 4 day break between 1^st and2nd session was super helpful....got me acclimatized physically and psychologically, to the point where I was actualy more exited to get the rest of the work done...just didnt focus too much on the specifics of the session which made it easier I supose

best quote of this session was “we're going to send you to a concentration camp so you can learn to concentrate!” in response to my ditsy idiotic attempt to feed my self in that I bought an over pizza and totally didnt remember that there wasnt an oven (just hobs) at the appartment I was renting ahahahahah classick \m/

Session 3

Spinal Tap Duration: 9:30am – 3:30pm (probably 1 hr break in total through out the session).

Pain level: 3 - faaaaaaaaakkkkkkk

Pain level Movie Reference quote: “I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream; that's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor... and surviving. “ (apocalypse now)

how sharp was that mother fucking shadding needle? Well fucking brusing could be seen on the sides and under my mandalas...and the fucking tree... as bruised as it was there no fucking blood supply or muscle to cause any visible brusing exept for just being sore to the touch but gad daium huahah... soo with just the sides left to go... that cumilative brusing made this session even more intense than the first 2....which by the way..session 2 was more intense than session 1 because despite being familiar..the format/style of tattoo was much more finer detail...so it was a a pain-train-rollercoaster up in dis meatwagon.

As it started I was like “ohh fuck...i'm starting to notice a pattern here...each session is getting more intense” ahahahahaha 11-11-11-11-11-11 i'd never experianced the full circular rub of dem thicker needle jabs.. I reckon if my skin/back wasnt all too buruised/swollen on the sides of the designs +/- that total brain spaz of like “where does it hurt specifically? I cant tell just light up the whole section so it burns sharp as attack” didnt help much either... totally different experience to the first 2 sessions ...each was distinct to the other I supose...which is good when your not entirley sure what to expect I supose...plus its the finish is in sight! Yeeehawww..

quote of the session: same as the last“we're going to send you to a concentration camp so you can learn to concentrate!” did I mention that I lost my bankcard the day before? Wahahahahaah holy crap...and mann was I lucky... as in i'd drawn out 300 euro's to pay off the rest of the appartment ...so I had to make do and just pay half and sort out the tattoo session pay off when I got back to L town...sweet jeebus was I lucky...where did my card go? Its in the fucking machine!! the atm's over in Lithuwayneia dont spit the card out when u take cash, they ask you for another interaction....so once I'd gotten my cash I just left....stuuupiiid and yet I blame the auto-pilot mode one goes into here in L town when using those things...becuse they all seem to be the same...so why should I have thought any different?? gad daiummm I was soooo pissed...i couldnt believe it...that more than anything over shadowed my last day and a half in Klapeda. On the upside, I didnt go hungry, I wasnt stranded, I did everything I needed to do and saw all I could whilst I was there +/- not freezing too much from the weather...holy crap that baltic wind is a mother fucker..nothing quite like it in ze wurld...

a little reasearch revialed most back pieces can take up to 20hrs...we did this mofo in around 13hrs split into just 3 sessions spread across 9 days with first and last day being the 2 sessions with one in between...some kind of record I imagine with regards to first ever tattoo with that much work being done???

lols..i'm so glad i totaly chose to ignore the whole 'but how much does it hurt/if at all' hahahaahahaha i mean look @ this kaka from  about.com 

"Due to various tattoo locations bearing more pain than others, some people decide they have to come back and complete the design in more tolerable increments. If you've never been tattooed before, try to stick with a thicker part of your body the first time around. Tattooing close to the bones and across the nerve structures on areas such as the knee, top of the foot and ribs could be quite a shock if this is your first tattoo." my response? fuckit! we'll do it live! JUST DO IT! #dontBeSuchaPussy!! wahahahah i mean i budget the time/money Danis scheduald out a pretty damn epic recovery period between each session (3-4days) which looking back was right on point considering where he started working on the design (location location location bro) it was very clever/smart work ethic towards getting it done over all its pretty cool to go and get some unqiue one of a kind art work inked to my torso whilst being able to explore an entire new part of zewurld with all its cultural and historical context/people in it. Priceless..but incase your wondering the budget was around 1500GBP for everything (travel, accomodation, food anddddd tatoo) which i'm fairly certain would be around the single tattoo price if I did dun do it here in london town. Super humbled to come out the otherside weathered afloat

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hello ink support in rundon town/london town? #Soho

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*walks* into shop....

hello?

yes?

ink support?

yes?

no sorry we're too buisy to put that on you sorry, even through you did just make a 10pound purchase from us...and despite what ever community spirit you may be hailing from that dont float here bro..FUUUUUUUU!!!!

it realy was pathatic....i mean it takes 2 minutes to apply the stuff via a helper buddy...and @ lunch time on in soho that store was EMPTY!! what a reetard...the asshole was on his own phone/mobile just chillin!

i queried the bro a little more and because i said 'i cant reach it' he imedaitly assumed it was some where where the sun nearly dont shine what a pussy!!

may as well have been a HotTopic-he-witch wahah useless...so i went to another store for moar help..and the bro was barley tying downt he ship..with just him in the store and just 1 customer...same story...

but with the added stupidity of 'did u get the tattoo here? no? well we're not going to put that creme on fer ya' ...UK customer service = no less than 100% Dissatisfaction guaranteed mwahaha typical...lame soo soo lame.

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first day back @ work ---- topless session ftw!

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of course what i should have said was "ok get yer1's 2's and 5's out, 1 for a look, 2 to touch it and 5 for a photo" hahah but my brain litteraly didnt start working till about 2pm that day ahaha..but still gad daium, there were kind of suprised..i didnt show them the design i just mentiond "i'd show them when its finished" lol mofo's thought it was just probably some medium complex piece but not one of such size and intensity wahahah yaaaa...there were alot of batted eye responses of "lithania? for a tattoo?" the tone/flabber gasting response was basicaly "but whyyy" so i packaged it like this: after doing research on skill level here the Price and value for something thats going to be on my body for everrrr i'm happeir going to where ever'sville to do get this thing done right ...i mean sheeit son

thats all folks