Okay, I'm going to try and write a good self-summary that is both descriptive and doesn't bore you guys to tears. Here we go!

Welcome to my evil lair! Please keep your hands and feet inside the cart at all times or gigantic evil bats may nibble at them.

Hi! I'm Ultimagu! That's actually a nickname of a nickname, it used to be Ultima Magus, but since you can just smash those two together and make UltiMagu out of it. Anyway, I'm a huge geeky guy who loves a little word play.

I'm a happily married man to Polyamory_Momma with an amazingly intelligent and stubborn two year old son. I'm also going into a Master's Program this June so watch out as I continue to run this wacky marathon towards my career as a teacher/professor--so long as I'm standing at the front of the classroom I really don't care with whom I am teaching.

So you might be asking yourself, I get it...he's married, but it says he's 'available'? What sort of crock of shit is that? Well this is my answer. I'm polyamorous. My wife and I are married because we've been together for eight years now (yes, not even high school, but middle-school sweethearts). We're comfortable with our relationship and we practice non-monogamy (open relationship). She's more of a swinger and I'm more polyamorous, but it works for us.

Also, I'm a goofy, academic guy who sometimes is the only one laughing at my jokes. I win some and I lose some...that's life. If there is one phrase by which I live it is this:

"Adversity allows us to grow...or to wilt." ~ Me

And yes, that's another way of saying that "what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger," but I'm more realistic than that: sometimes, what doesn't kill us only cripples us. However, I am always striding forward, always taking on new challenges and greater burdens on my shoulders. I live up to the meaning of my name, Aaron: the mountain of strength.

My goal is to become a professor of history, always learning and teaching: always being a student, one who learns.

My dream is to be a loving father, a proper man, and a dependable friend.

My destination is as yet unknown.

Doing my best! ...Or at least slacking in style.

Writing poetry. I need a muse usually, and find it in the life and death of some of my relationships.

I'm also really good at scaring people by pretending to be zoned out (since half the time I really am zoned out).

I've wondered for a long time what people see in me?

I can be incredibly shy for fear of upsetting people, and yet I can be entirely brazen--deliberately testing the boundaries of what is 'acceptable' by society. Wait five minutes, you might get different reactions.

As for what I noticed about myself, since I constitute a part of that 'people', was my desire to remember. Even when I was four years old I looked back on what few memories I had stored away in cognizant form and thought to myself 'this is something I will wish to remember'.

Books: Speaker for the Dead by Orson Scott Card
Movies: James Bond maybe?
Show: Tenchi Muyo or Code Geass (animes)
Music: Third Eye Blind or Lifehouse
Food: Spicy!!!

After a long consideration, I have looked at this list and come to the following conclusion:

I will not list the things that I could never do without, that I would always need, because I'd like to think that my 'soul', if you will, is versatile enough to survive any deprivation even if there are things which my body could not survive without.

The future. What to do. What I wish I were doing. What could have been should the fancy take me.

I also am immersed in the past, since thinking about it is my chosen profession. History and the Past, how queerly inseparably different terms.

Why I bother to write long in-depth messages laying out my thoughts and feelings in an attempt to engage in conversation only to be answered with a visit to my profile and the awkward silence that follows. Something as mundane as saying 'I'm not interested' is more courteous than that silent glance of 'what the fuck are you looking at?'

I also wonder why so many of you seem to want something 'interesting' to happen as opposed to something 'good'. I mean, yeah, it'd be pretty interesting to have x, y, or z happen, but doesn't the premise of the question therefore mean that interesting is not necessarily good? It's like playing the lottery, 'interesting...oh please land on interesting! Crap...I'm going to die from swallowing too many bees at the Taj Mahal.'

I also wonder why I feel the need to include other people in on my private conversations with myself. -.-

Just saying... :D

Probably working on homework [read as: reading another 200 pages for Monday].

Ask me. Talk to me. I will hide nothing for I am ashamed of nothing.

You want to talk to me.
You have something interesting to say.
You have boobs and think my penis may be compatible?

I don't know the parameters of why you should message me! What do I look like? A pumpkin? ...Really? Well message me if you think that I look like a pumpkin then...