#DreamScapes with JenSquard...Ecstacy
#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard
So my dream started when I asked Brian when he was going to get a tattoo to symbolize our kids (not something I even think he wants to do, but okay), so we headed to the best tattoo place in town. There was this huge abstract poster of a football player, and we decided on that for a full back tattoo (I told you this was 
a weird one). Then it turns out the tattoo shop is also like a clothing store. So B got his tattoo going, and I walked around browsing. While the artist was drawing on the stuff, it ended up not being a football player with a striped jersey, but a giant building with windows. Kinda graffiti style, though. To symbolize the kids, he was going to add little stars on the sidewalk in front of the building with handprints, names and dates, kind of Walk of Fame style. But it ended up not looking right, so he just adding their little faces sticking out of the windows. I paid the bill, and it ended up being $750. Holy shit. He then started on the chest piece, which is where they decided to put the football player. But he did one line and it hurt too bad, so they stopped, and it only cost us $450 - what a relief...I guess.
I then asked the artist when my friend Robbie (who in real life is interning to be a tattoo artist there) would be ready to tattoo and he said tomorrow, so I scheduled mine with him. Then Robbie came out, and we headed down some shady alley to an after party. We get to his ex-girlfriend's house, who was not impressed to see us, and went in to party it up. B disappeared, and Robbie and I (who I made out with in high school IRL) walked around the house looking at stuff and discussing my tattoo. I wanted ducks, he wanted a robot zombie.
Next thing I know I am taking a bath (like full out nekked bath) with @TGumb and our friend Gank (totally not a current nickname, but good to eliminate confusion). And there is ecstacy. I have never taken ecstacy, so my brain just made some shit up at this point. The ecstacy was in different colored squares, and they had numbers on them for the different strengths, I guess. So I was chomping down on them, ate a few and waited to see what would happen. In a bath tub with friends from high school. Totally normal. I finished my drink and there was a bunch in there, too. Tucker just wanted to make sure I had a good time, I suppose.
Since I have never taken ecstacy, I have no idea what it feels like. I kept expecting to feel good and feel all this love, but instead I just felt drunk. So we walked around some more, back in the shady alley...and then I woke up saying WHAT THE HELL, MAN? Weird ass dream!
And that's my story. Follow me on Twitter: @JenSquard