Casey, Big Sis and I are apparently creating a tradition. Last time the three of us were together, we paid to have holes drilled in our noses. This time, our tragi were pierced. (If there's one, it's a tragus. Three: tragi. One of us: ridiculous. Three: ridiculi.)
Not long ago, Big Sis mentioned that she was jonesing for her next piercing. I'd been eyeing one too, as had Casey. Happenstance found the three of us in the same city at the same time just weeks later. After only one strong cocktail , we were back at Irezumi having metal pushed through flesh and cartilage.
I don't know what two more years will bring. The other two think they might come to watch me get a tattoo. I'm pretty sure there will be shared merriment and communal body modification.