Something happened when I got my tattoo. It wasn’t gradual, like a change you barely notice. No, it was more of a jolt, a jump, a wake-up call.
This is the email my roommate sent out as a reminder for my birthday dinner. <3
Hello,I am just emailing to remind you all that you agreed to spend Thursday night with Megan for her birthday. She does not like presents or compliments so here are few things that we are going to do to get around her absurd rules:1) instead of getting her a present, buy her a drink. We love Megan, sober or drunk…but mostly drunk.2) At some point, probably when she is slightly tipsy (because that is all Megan ever is…tipsy, especially when she is drunk), we are going to go around a circle and tell a “classic Megan” story.What is a classic Megan story?Here is an example: During the summer, Megan learned to cook four things: pasta, chicken, spinach and broccoli. She ate those things in rotation for the following ten weeks. Classic Megan.Remember nothing too sentimental because it makes her uncomfortable. It is her birthday and we do what she wants. She is the queen. We are her servants.Love,Janki (jkaneria)