a word on getting one's tragus pierced in the middle of a bitter-cold Wisconsin winter:

there have been less irritatingly painful* ideas. there have also been much more irritatingly painful winter-specific ideas (see also: running in the snow (or, better yet, on freezing asphalt) while barefoot, fixing a car wiper blade in the wet-snow-rain without gloves on (♥, fairestcat!), faux-snogging a metal basketball hoop pole), but there have certainly been less irritatingly painful ideas.

also, god almighty do ears BLEED.

but all in all, I am extremely happy. pictures later, when I have stopped looking like a sonic-boom-gun victim.


*by which I mean that I wouldn't say it hurts like a bitch, per se, but you know that ear-bitey feeling you get when the wind whips around your head and it's in the single-digits or below? imagine that with a fresh bit of shiny metal through your ear. OUTSTANDING!