Alan be my name.

I'm quite fit, why? Because I'm an amateur Mixed Martial Artist, meaning I fight in competition but don't get paid for it.

For anyone who hasn't heard of it, Mixed Martial Arts is just that, a compilation style fighting system using many different styles. Basically, it blends Thai Boxing with Submission Wrestling

I loves me the Mixed Martial Arts, PRIDE FC, UFC, King of the Cage, Cage Rage and any other stupidly named organization promoters come up with. But I have rather abundant geekiness about me that just can't be hidden.

I love reading, especially historical nonfiction centering around World War II. I play video/ computer games whenever I have a chance.

I'm not really into clubbing, I couldn't care less if there's alcohol around or not. If I can't be entertained with a ltitle red wagon, an icey hill, some 2 x 4s and my dumb friends, well I don't know what fun is anymore.

I'm an asshole and proud of it, though I don't know if I really SHOULD be proud of that fact, not like it's an accomplishment, more of a gift.








So long and thanks for the fish.....jackass.

My Jeep, it gets me from A to B, isn't TOO bad on gas (could be better though...), and 4x4 power just makes me tingle.

Becca. I love her with all my heart and soul, and she knows it

Fighting. Not random drunken street fighting, but combat sports. Boxing, kickboxing, MMA, grappling, whatever it may be, I enjoy fighting. "Human chess", as I heard one commentator call it once, and it truly is.

I thought I'd become one of those "typical" Nexopia users for today by posting one of these:

+.×I Am×.+: Sir Alan, Commander of the earth
+.×I Will×.+: PWN YOU 11!11!ONE!
+.×I Miss×.+: not worrying about money
+.×I Hear×.+: voices....only sometimes
+.×I Smell×.+: *sniff*...pork?
+.×I Worry×.+: that someday I'll become sane
+.×I Crave×.+: slurpee
+.×I Regret×.+: posting this dumb high school-esqe crap
+.×I Love×.+: to hit people
+.×I Always×.+: will hate the public
+.×I Lost×.+: my left pinky finger in an unfortunate snorkling accident
+.×I Like×.+: to hit people....again
+.×U Can Find Me×.+: hitting people?....and there goes my originality
+.×I Need×.+: Alexander Keith's
+.×I Know That×.+: If I drink too much, I'll lose control of my bodily functions
+.×I Hope×.+: not to die at university
+.×I Want×.+: my damn finger back!
+.×I Wish×.+: I was rich and powerful, so I could pay someone else to write this crap
+.×I Am Always×.+: on the verge of snapping
+.×I Fell×.+: ...ouch
+.×I Believe×.+: that I am better than you
+.×I Cry×.+: ...yeah right, and Chuck Norris is a pansy
+.×I Laugh×.+: and milk comes out my nose
+.×I Must Have×.+: ...boobies?
+.×I Cant Wait×.+: to sleep, so sleepy.

Stupidity in humans that appears to be everywhere. I work as a sales rep, I should know.

The type of people that automatically think that they're better than me because I don't do drugs, skateboard, drink ymself stupid every weekend, spend all my money on cars, have piercings and/or tattoos, or look physically capable, and so on.

The little quirks that my jeep has. It may be from 1995, but it should still work all the fucking time if you ask me.