roxsea

I went to go see the MMA fights at Fight Night V last Friday. I wasn't too stoked on the idea of watching meat heads pummel each other, but I was mainly committed to attending because one of my friends was debuting as a ring girl.

HOWEVER,
once the fights began, I loved it. Not only did some of the guys have some aesthetically appealing body art, but watching two lean bodies knock the shit out of each other was more than hot.

After the fights ended, I went home and was inspired to imagine my life as a MMA fighter. In my head, I must admit, it played out pretty good.

The next morning, I sneezed and was instantly reminded of why I can't be a fighter or anything that involves hits to the face: for some unknown reason to me, I have a super thin nasal wall (?) and my nose loves to bleed unexpectedly, for no reason, maybe after a sneeze, a cry session, anything that elevates my blood pressure, or a blow to the face. Gross, I know.

Because of this, I must now figure out some other way of getting into that ring. . . ring girl? Possibly.

I really don't think they make those little shorts in my ass's size though, and that could be a real issue.

Trust. I am the official NW chapter BBH president.