Well hitting 18 is soon impending. Amazingly I've recovered from my nervous breakdown quite well. Apparently my emotions are coated in rubber like a bouncy ball. They just got stuck on a nail that held them down for a while.

So Chris and I are going to get my gecko tattoo done. There will be lots of photos of the little bugger.

And ten days after my birthday (this saturday) Chris and I will be celebrating two years together. Amazing the surfer and the goth have stayed together happily without me trying to gouge his eyes out and paint his nails black, and him trying to get me to wear sandles and expose me to the sun.
Yep little Mery is still so pale I call the colour "EEK! I'm dead" by MeryGoth

Most enjoyable. Mother is having her breakdown and crying everytime she looks at me. This is not good for myself esteem. And this morning told me that 18 years ago she was a volkswagon on legs. How quaint.

My father isn't talking about me, to me, or even in my general direction. This is interesting since I live three miles down the road. Me thinks I should pop over and just say hi. Maybe then he'll talk in my direction.

Ah well. such is the life I lead.


Merythegeckolovingfreak

For my eighteenth birthday/highschool graduation present, my fiance is paying for my first tattoo. I know what I want, but I want it to be one of a kind and it will be.

There are not limits to what you can do.

The only thing I ask is that you keep in mind this is going to be a meaningful piece of artwork for me.

Tattoo Number One

Requirements:
Scorpion
Pentecale
Five roses (each a different colour to represent the diffrent elements, [White = Spirit]

Each of these things has a meaning, my religion, and myself. The religon within the pentacle, myself within the scorpion.

OR

Tattoo Number Two

Requirements:
Must be a gecko
Bright colours (no black and whites please)
[points added for curly tails on the gecko)




To let me know you have joined the extended contest please note me here on deviant with the subject "Tattoo Contest 1" or for the gecko "Tattoo Contest 2"

I want you to enjoy this and I can't wait to see results, I just ask that you be tasteful.

All of those joining need to be entered by November 30th 2005, all entries need to be admitted to me by May 31st 2006


The judging will be done by myself, my fiance, a professional tattoo artist and one close friend.


There is only one prize, and that is having your work tattooed on a living canvas, You also will recieve a full colour photo of the finished tattoo, pictures of the proces, and your signature within the tattoo.



Thank you

Mery.

And some one tried to break into the Mery's house

Mood: Scared
Listening to: Dead Skin -CrossFade
Reading: Papillon
Watching: Montel Williams

Well last night was one of the more eventful I've had.
I was laying upstairs in my room when my two dogs went nuts and I heard the door open. I don't really want to relive the night, so to make a long story short, someone opened the lock on my door and tried to get into the house. Luckily, Shylo and Tramp scared them off.
I'm not quite happy with the Orange Co. Sheriff Dep. They could've done more. But they treated me like I was some sort of idiot and I can't stand that shit.

Anyway. My ankle is very much better and I'm going to have to go to work tomorrow. Not that it bothers me I just don't wanna because I'm closing Usher/Concessionist. >.< something I haven't done in forever.

Happy First Day of Summer Everyone!!!

You know I had the weirdest dream last night, that I was some sort of warrior in the Lake Sq. Mall, and I had this big beautiful sword, that Darien gave me, and no one noticed that I was carrying this weapon around. It made me laugh, because as the dream went on I had to get a fake sales slip for the sword. And I aquired more and more. I also went around showing Chris and Darien the damage I'd done with my wonderful sword, and saying "I did that and that, but I didn't do that." Apparently I was demon hunting. Rawr....^.^ I'm a dweeb.


~Mery the everloving Gecko~

"FIRA!" *gets out blow torch* "And they said I couldn't control Black Magic!" ~Sibohan as Lulu, the lesser Amazoinan Fruit Bat of Doom~

Someone Subscribed Me....O.o YAY!!!!

Mood: Surprised
Listening to: HollyWood - System of A Down
Reading: Papillon
Watching: Pitch Black

Well I woke up this morning and desided to hobble downstairs, (I'll explain the hobbling in a minute) and jump online really quick. As I was checking my DA Account I came across my surprise from Darien. ^.^ a beautiful picture of Sibohan and Chris as Wakka and Lulu. She made it for me so I would feel better. And do I ever. I'm smiling. It's really beautiful. And then I go to look at the other deviations submitted and I notice I'm subscribed. !!! WHEEE !!! I'm really happy about it and I wish I knew *Though I have and Idea* who did it so I can give them lots and lots of smooches

Anyway. The hobbling...oh yeah...Remember that memo I mentioned last journal? Well part of it was about where the porter pan and broom lived.. See they don't live in the halls or behind the concession stand. AND they DON'T live in the BREAKROOM, where people, Like me, can fall over them, sprain their ankle, bruise the inner part of their thigh, get a bruise over their uterus and even come half an inch from breaking their nose on the wall.
Yes that is what happend. I can't move very well I can't stand for long and my dad is looking at me saying "GO LAY DOWN"
*Whimper* I hate this. I'm really hurting and having to resort to crutches, even though it's not broken and I dont' need to go to the hospital or the doctor. I can't move around very well.


Well...>T'ank you very much for who ever subscribed me. and I give you lots of smooochies!!! *SMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCHIES*

See y'all around.


*Mery gimpy gecko*

"FIRA!" *gets out blow torch* "And they said I couldn't control Black Magic!" ~Sibohan as Lulu, the lesser Amazoinan Fruit Bat of Doom~

Well. I've been working a lot lately. And I really enjoy my job at AMC the work is good, the pay is alright. I get to joke around and all that great stuff. But the people I work with, are stupid. Most of them anyway.
I love working with Nicole, Chris, Sabrina, Jon, Amy, Tammy, and Cathy.
But sometimes I can't believe the stupidity that abounds.
Normally when a huge memo is on the board signed by the big boss Mrs. Stebel you'll want to read it. They didnt'. I think I was the only one that day to actually do what the memo said. And it was a lot of important stuff. I just can't believe it, They are too busy talking about other shit. The really pissed me off.
We also need a bigger break room

I miss my buddies. It seems like the only thing that my life is revolving around is work and home, and even Chris. I miss Darien, and Cody. I miss Sarah and Kelly.

~Mery~