I think I've corrupted my mother.

I took my mom to a tattoo parlor last night--she wanted to get a tattoo like mine. Not only that, but she skipped church to do it.

That's right, everyone; I'm leading my mother down the same sinful path I'm on. Pretty soon she'll leave my father and live in sin with some guy with lots of tattoos and long hair.

Yay, Mom!

Watching episodes from Atlantis's first season. 38 Minutes is probably my favorite, but I also really like Childhood's End (McKay interacting with kids is hysterical); Poisoning the Well (for the Beckett love); The Storm and The Eye (McKay's genius, Sheppard's heroics); and Letters from Pegasus (it's fun, and Rodney goes on for a bit, which of course makes me happy).

Well, I've got to get ready to go to my second job of the day (*yawn*).

"Talk amongst yourselves."