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It didn't take long. Selene had kept me posted by e-mails on Nylisha's bouts against the rest of the better fighters in her gym.

This week has been very interesting in having people – ''local people'' – reach out for matches in a direct manner.

Funny enough I get messages from guys saying my previous blog post is fake, or I’m making things up.

So it's 1:06AM Eastern US and there's a meteor shower happening on Animal Crossing, so I'm wishing on stars and thinking about wrestling videos.

J’ai rencontré mon Hollandais volant (et violent) lors d’un voyage aux Pays-Bas.

Admittedly, I don't get to play as much as I'd like to especially in terms of scissor play top or bottom.

The message on my cell phone was quick and short, but it was more than enough to pique my interest and put my Monday-morning imagination into overdrive.

“Hey man, I just got in town. Let’s fight!” “What’s up stud? I’m glad to see you’re in town, but I’m busy.

Yesterday an expert team of spelunkers have excavated the secrets of my nose (also colloquially known as a PCR test).

A little project that came out of a random chat in the #meetfighters chat room.

So far, so good. I've had matches with cool people and it's been very fun. People are still talking to me and asking for matches and I see some potential opponents.

So I decided to draw a fighter in speedos after getting a bit banged up in a match, for no particular reason.