I’ve taken a few days off to recharge the batteries after the past incident. During this time I’ve worked on new graphical elements for my stream like alerts, panels and overlays. It’s taken a lot of time and have been exhausting at times but it has still allowed me to occupy my mind but not overwhelm it. With some expert help from T, who have an eye for graphical irregularities and a general computer know-how that I lack, I’ve iron out quite a lot of wrinkles in the design. I still have a few things to do before I’m really done, but most of it are within the broadcaster software (OBS studio), like setting up and adjusting the scenes.
On Monday I went for my last (or so we hope) laster treatment for my neck tattoo (more about why I’m having it removed here). The technician joked with me when I got there, saying she felt like I was tired of coming to her every eight week. I calmly said that I’ve gotten this far now, I will be booking an appointment for as long as it takes. She just nodded and smiled, but the behavioral scientist in my brain told me she was probably feeling some kind of guilt because it’s taken so long for the tattoo to fade. I don’t really mind going to her, I’ve seen how it’s been fading and she did prep me in the very beginning by saying it will take time.
But goddamn it’s going to be nice once I don’t have to go there anymore, but only because the visits there are connected to pain. I mean, I’m paying for someone to attack me with a laser 😛 The first kind of laser she used most of the times sure hurts but to be honest.. it was nothing to this last one. The first one, she explained, was a laser that went deep into the skin to reach the ink that was put there by the tattoo artist. The second one is not, it only operates in the upper layers of the skin and are more like sandpaper, grinding off the skin. The treatment hurts like all hell and leaves me with a gaping wound that takes time healing. But the technician said she got all the way down to the ink and was able to remove most of it. So here’s to hoping this was the last time I had to pay for the inexperience of youth.