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So I just booked my flight to California! Most of my life I've lived in a tiny town in Virginia, the kind of place where everyone knows everyone.  So this is goanna be a big change, I'm goanna be in Santa Monica! Right in the middle of everything.  My life is about to explode.

Ever since I could remember I've had a great deal of interest in martial arts. From my imaginative self as a child to the man I am today that interest has remained strong.  When I was a kid I would sword fight and wrestle with my friends day in and day out, this was no simple swinging. Damn near every plastic or wooden sword we had access too got broken over at least one of our bodies.  That being said from a very young age I have acquired a very high pain tolerance. I also grew up with an older brother, who like older brothers often do would use his size and weight to have advantage over me.  One thing I always had was the will to never qui

The word "sporange" rhymes with "orange," but "sporange" appears in very few dictionaries. Apparently it's a botanical term for a sac that contains spores.