Justin

Mr. Incredible. Mr. Incredible is someone great that is having to do remedial things due to circumstances out of his control.

This is where I'm training for my fight. By the way, I'm fighting on August 2nd. I don't know who my opponent is yet, but I will let you all know as more developes.

( Anyway, here is the pics of the gym )

I really hope you enjoy the photos. =)

Also, all my friends need to join my LJ community redneck_beach!!!

My sense of humor and observance skills.

Getting to finally train with people that can help me get my mind right and help me out where I really need it the most.

My philosophies, beliefs, and teachings.

I'm not working Saturdays now.

Tip? lol Try just getting the job done. It's that damned stupid, simple.

I would say the way most black comedians use material about the difference between black people and white people. True racism is not really allowed to be brought up. Because that would just turn it into talk radio. Fags.

MORNIN'!!!

Having a penis. Yep. I have a powerful penis.

Well . . . it seems that my tenure with hogwartsishome has oome to an end. I'm not that upset about it, though. Because, in the end, I was proven right. Ever since I became a member in that community, there have been people who have continuously been offended by things that I have said in the posts. I admit that some things deserved a little complaint. However, most of the complaints against me were made out of prejudice and grudge. My personal beliefs on the matter was simple. The community is meant to be for fun. As such I treated it. However, there are some people in the community who take the fantasy Harry Potter community WAY TOO SERIOUSLY. They treat it as if it is their whole life. I cannot do that. It was just for fun. I have a real life. I have a full time job, a wonderful girlfriend that needs my undivided attention, and I am a professional fighter. Not to mention having friends. I travel alot, and work too damn much. In what little time I have left, I spend it ALL with my girlfriend. But, when I am off of work and she is at work, I had time to have a little fun on the computer. I joined the HIH community because it seemed like it would be a fun experience. However, from day 1 in platform_934, I have had opposition from several sources. Some sources have been silenced because I have never actually gone beyond the perimeters of the rules in the community. But, due to the grudges and prejudices that were held against me, rules were broken on their ends (which I did not complain about because I actually have a little class), and I was banned from the community. See this post for details. I can honestly say that my comments that were viewed as controversial was specifically meant to call out those who were unnecissarily rude to the applicants in platform_934 by being incredibly TOO picky and "No Voting" applicants and demanded elaboration after he/she had written several paragraphs already. IMO, it really only takes reading the first few questions of the app to get a determination of which house he/she belongs. Anyway, by coming to the defense of the applicant(whom cannot reply due to the rules of the forum), people were offended and considered me rude to applicants too. In the post that I was banned for, I specifically said that I was joking. However, that was still not good enough for the grudge holders. Oh well, se la vi. HIH (and it's sub-communities) is dead to me.

Whoopi.

I fight professionally.

Honestly, I really enjoy being in front of the camera, but only when I am prepared. One of the most annoying things in the world is when people start taking pictures of you (especially when they really suck at taking photography) when you are not ready, then post the pics "for you." F*ckers.

The clouds in the sky look like the serrated edge of a knife. Lighter up ahead. Up above is dark night. Tear drops on both our faces. Thinking of my disgraces. Silence and sniffles. Raindrops falling on the windshield. Driving home late at night. We can't talk. All we do is cry. My mistakes hurt her so deeply. I feel so helpless. I can't stop weeping. We've both invested so much time. What I've done should be a crime.

What have I done? I just don't know. I shouldn't stay, but I can't go. If only there's a simple answer. This is eating at me just like cancer. Problems from directions of all four. Tidal waves crashing on my shores. I just want to go home. But I don't know. Where is home if you have no heart? Where to look? There's no place to start. There is a battle brewing at cupid's door. I can't concentrate on that any more. But I need to. And I will.