Massachusetts finally made tattooing legal! This is relevant because sophomore year when we all went to Eileen’s house in Boston for Spring Break, I wanted to get one (a tattoo) to commemorate my 20th birthday and we had to go to Connecticut to find a parlor. Interesting side note: Liz videotaped the entire process (while eating my Big Mac), but I’ve never actually seen the tape. Actually, though, I suppose seeing my big white ass slung over a chair while some guy tattoos the Korean word for “rite of passage” above my bum wouldn’t be that exciting.
