I didn’t know that today would be the day when I woke up this morning. But school is about to start and this always happen right before I return to the classroom—I start thinking about ink and needles. One year I got a tattoo of a butterfly on my foot. Another year I got my tongue pierced, which resulted in it swelling and my new students thinking I had a lisp for the first few weeks of class. It started in the shower, just after the stud in my nose slipped down the drain with the soap suds. I called Admiral Tattoo to see if they sold body jewelry. While I’m there, I thought, I’ll ask the piercer to check out my breasts.
