Name: Mark Patton Age: 21 ((September 9, 1983)) Nickname(s): Turbo Diesel, Markus, Marko Marky, Markus Katastrophik, bebe. Height/Weight: 5'6"; 140lbs. Hobbies: Music, singing, major sports, ps2,  raising the proverbial hell, being all sorts of mischievous, causing commotion, Aspirations: To make the music I love, to marry the woman I am deeply in love with, to live happily-ever-after in my dream, with my canopy bed of horrors.. Turn on/Turn off: Turn on- Music, eyes, lips, dimples a beautiful voice, corsets,  anything bdsm, collars, spikes, blood, pretty much anything black, Vampyres, humor, FOOD, shiny lip gloss, piercings, tattoos, vinyl, PVC, platforms, restriction, pain, asphixiation. Turn offs- fakes, smokers, sexists, bigots, close-mindedness, liars, cheaters, bull-shitters, hypocrites, cocky/arrogant attitudes.

Well what really can be said. I'm about as freaky as a bondage convention, with all the fixins' of a video game tournament in Vegas, all of the diversity of Marilyn Manson at a Snoop Dogg concert, throw in a little guy in a wheel chair and you've pretty much got me down easy!

Greetings, I'm your master of ceremonies. I go by many names, but NOT Sally! Damnit, you people need to STOP calling me Sally! No, but seriously, my name is Mark, though I'm called a wide variety of things from Mark, to Marky, to Markus, to bro... you may call me as you wish, but I warn you of fiery vengeance and great fury if you call me Sally!

But as for some stuff about moi...well where do I start?

The Beginning:

I was born on the morning of September 9, 1983 on Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio Texas. And I was born with a serious birth defect known as Spina Bifida. It is an ailment that affects the legs and back primarily, with a few other things being affected as well. I've been told when I was born, I had a tumor the size of a grapefruit on my spine, nuts...aint it? A newborn baby with this GIANT thing on it's back. Scary actually when you try and imagine it. But they managed to cut most of it away, leaving only a small amount of it, for fear if they attempted to remove it all, they could cut vital nerves and make the disability even worse. From there, I went through a string of many surgeries to try and at least improve my condition, most of which succeeded in doing so. The remainder of my childhood seems to be missing in my memory, quite possibly some sort of repression, for one reason or another. Sort of seems like a good idea too, from what little of my childhood I actually remember, it wasn't all that pleasant.

The present:

Well here I am, fully legal! I maintain my life of not-so-quiet chaos, with two roomates, in Riverside still. I've been going to college for over two years now, majoring in English. I still aspire to move on to a major University and complete my studies and have a successful education. I get around pretty well when I want to. I go between the use of a wheelchair for long-distance activities, or I walk when I feel like it. I live by spontaneity and my ability to adapt, as well as by my heart. You ask what does a man whose physical imperfections limit him so much, have to offer... and I respond with HEART. I particularly, struggle in NOT being restricting of my own actions. I play basketball, football, as well as do other various activities that MOST should not, but I do it because it's what's inside of me. I know no different, I know better, I wont lie about that. But I know no different. I've always been active, and I assume that I'll be active all my life, until either my last breath, or until I'm physically incapable of that kinda action. I enjoy the life I have made for myself, and the person that I have evolved into. Don't let the gothik fool you... I'm not ALL evil... just a bunch *giggle*.

The Eternity:

One day at a time... Moment by fleeting moment... I live for the future... and what it has to bring. What that may be, we're all going to have to wait and see.