I have two tattoos; One is a phoenix on the inside of my right ankle that I designed when i was 19, I've always felt pretty dragged down and torn apart, that the life i had before I started living on my own and doing what I aspired was pretty shitty. That you can't make a good person out of ashes and crumbles and other artsy shit like that. On the inside of my left ankle is a dragon holding a ball that I designed when I was 21. The dragon's got two forelegs only; in chinese mythology the dragon starts out with no legs, like a worm. After 1000 years and the experience it gains from that, it grows the front set of legs. It signifies that i'm doing what i love, and the ball is the sort of everlasting goal in sight to keep improving, keep achieving. Both designs are similar to the other and mimic.
The only annoying thing is that the dragon has beefy arms. The guy that tattooed was an idiot, kept adding...beefy...shit on this dragon so yeah, it's an indirect Trogdor right now. I'll get it fixed eventually, probably when people stop knowing what Trogdor is. Also, he placed the design about an inch lower then the other leg, which I'm glad I don't have OCD, or it'd drive me nuts.