Got the ink done, I’m doing a Photoshop tutorial with it at moment.

Man I feel like hell. For some fool reason I was lighting up every time my sister and her fiance did, so between drinking shots of Jim Beam and trying to match two pack-a-day smokers, my stomach is now in full revolt. I fully expect it to come after the rest of me Guy Fawkes style, with explosives and then Agent Smith will come in and pick up where my stomach left off.