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"The problem with LJ: there's a pretense of closeness among LJ friends, but most of us don't know very much about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.

Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you."

You can comment here, send a private message...whatever you're comfortable with doing. I'll post answers in a separate entry, if they're really good questions that get me to drone on for a bit.

Otherwise, I'll just dump quick answers here.
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(Originally posted by [ profile] n3m3sis42)

Join the Friending Frenzy here.

Feeling nostalgic for the olden days, when everyone and their brother had an LJ and your Friends List was always super active?

Granted, we're busier now and wouldn't be able to keep up with a friend's list as active as the ones we had 10 years ago, but it would be nice to find other livejournal users that are still pretty active.

There has to be people out there that need more than 140 characters at a time, right?

To participate, all you have to do is follow these 2 easy steps:

1. Comment below with the following:

- An interesting fact about yourself
- Why you think people would enjoy reading your livejournal
- What new livejournals would you like to find

2. Peruse the comments and add (or ask to add) anyone who seems interesting to you.

Please share this as much as possible. This will only work well if enough people get involved.

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I started Eljay at the beginning of 2002. Internet years are like dog years. So I've been around for a whole life time.

Major life changes....

1. When I first started out LJ, I was dating a woman who's favourite hobby was writing Happy Potter ChanSlash. I think she still does it. I'm not sure. But in the end she ended up getting involved with an equally worthless social retard I used to be friends with. Guess they decided if they're going to be losers, they can at least do it together.

2. In the years I spent on LJ here, I have lived in Evanston WY (for reference please check out one of my favourite movies "SLC PUNK"), Newark NJ, NOLA (pre and post Katrina), Washington DC, Atlanta GA, Dallas TX, Tombstone AZ, NYC... (okay, let's be honest, I would live just outside of these areas, but would it make sense to you if I told you I lived in "Waxahachie TX"? No. So shut up.)

3. I got engaged and married to a wonderful and beautiful woman who I'm still lucky to call a friend, even if we can't be together. Then I got engaged to a woman who... well let's just say I figured shit out before things got too permanent.

4. I've been intimately involved with a few women for some serious lengths of time, and some women for a very short length of time, and I don't regret a single moment of any of it. (Except for a few times I probably beat a dead whore for too long. Wait, I meant "horse". My bad.) And LJ got to see every painful moment. LJ probably still laughs at me about it. I laugh about it as well. Most of my exes have LJs, weirdly enough. And most of them are dotcomrades with each other. Think about that for a second. What sort of sick bitch friends their ex's exes? Well... what sort of sick bitch takes the ice cube trays?

5. LJ documented my travels as I drove across the country over and over again in a burning desire to be an artist. I drove enough to circumnavigate the world twice over. I destroyed a few cars doing it. I'm not sure when I tell people "I toured the country for 10 years" that they really get it. Sometimes I want to grab them by the face and go "10 YEARS. 10 GODDAMNED YEARS." Then again, it hasn't really been ten years, has it? Whatever, I like rounding shit up.

Also, I still don't know what it's like to be an artist. I think the whole thing is some sort of scam.

6. While I have had my fair share of interactions with some serious assholes, I have also been blessed with the fact that I have met some wonderful, wonderful people. Some of them I'm lucky to still have in my life. Some of them are waiting on the other side for me. Some of them aren't as grand as I thought. But I always cherish the good times, even if I seem to dwell on the bad shit.

7. I have saved a few lives, I have not taken a single one. And on all that's holy, I swear on all that's holy, I have been saved myself.

8. I have held a quite a few jobs, I have drastically changed career goals, and I've been unemployed a few times. No matter how bad your job sucks, being without is worse. Don't believe me? Try it.

9. I learned to love karaoke. Which is funny because I fucking hated it.

10. I have become a better artist, a better writer, a better person, a better lover. I have grown and matured in ways that some people will never understand. I have developed a genius that I swear will never be fully appreciated until I die. I'm strangely okay with that.

If you ever find yourself being compared to Ernest Hemingway, Hunter S Thompson, Jack Kerouac, and Henry Rollins... well, you're probably doing something awesome. Even if you're not very commercially viable.

11. I lived like a goddamned rock star for a few years. And while I think it might've done some serious damage to my health and psyche, I would never trade it for a moment. Yeah, I might've spent a few months subsisting off of cocaine and peanuts, I also got to bang three girls at once. Okay... I'm exaggerating, but I can roll with the best and keep them entertained. And life is about LIVING. So... whatever. If God is made in our image, he's going to high five me when I walk through those gates. And honestly, those gates have a weak lock, so tackle the guards and just run for it. Fate favours the bold, right?

12. I've released over 10 books. None of them sold. But I fucking released them. That's what counts.

13. Fuck... I could go on for hours, but why talk when no one is listening?

I'm stopping at 13 because that's the horrorpunk thing to do. And I'm starting to feel like I'm writing my last will and testament, and even if I feel some days like I'm going to die... I'm not ready to go.

My goal is is to go out like I came in. Naked, screaming, and covered in blood.
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Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever).
Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One moment.

1. I learned to read because of comic books. Not just any old comics, but I was raised on the good stuff. Creepy, Eerie, Conan, Vampirella. I was seduced by the goddesses of Heavy Metal before I even knew what women were.

Which really explains a lot about my aesthetic. I like beautiful women, big guns, and scary fucking monsters. It all makes sense really, once you get to the root of it all.

Note: It's 2010. Where's my hoverbike? wtf.

2. I am Drrty Jersey born and bred. You may take this boy out of Jersey, but you will never take Jersey out of this boy. Exit 136. I wear it with pride.

Diner? Better serve breakfast 24 hours. Otherwise, you're LYING. Also, it's "down the shore", and fuck Snooki and the rest of those assholes. They aren't even Jersey. But it's MTV. Next up: "Real World: Mecca". No? Well, why not?

Also, I'm a welfare baby and I was raised along Route 1. If you don't know what that means, forget about it.

3. My two weaknesses are women and girls. And probably bullets. Yeah, most definitely bullets.

I have a face for murder, and a body for porn. If you don't know, then you haven't spent the night painting the town red with me.

4. I judge people on their spelling and grammar. I constantly find spelling errors in the dumbest shit. Like diner menus. And it infuriates me. Who gets away with this shit? And why aren't they hiring people like me to be their copy editors? I could make a killing just walking down the street. But apparently people don't like when you "volunteer" to point out how stupid they are.

I've actually lost friends over this shit. You want to show respect for your fellow man, show respect for how you communicate with them. Asshole.

Then again, if I lost them so easily, how much of a friend were they?

5. The internet is a social experiment for me. I've been there since the very beginning, and it's become a playground for me. People call me a "troll", but the fact is, my genius will not be realized until after I die. Kinda like Andy Kaufman, but less of a sissy.

I have been a web-site designer since 1999. I want you to think about that. What where you doing in 99? Was the internet even a part of your life? Did you hear about it in the news ever? Was it apart of your life, or a part of society?

It was for me.... I was also into the thing people used BEFORE the internet. I've actually been a part of "the scene" since the early 90's. I was telnetting into global out-dials on amber screens while you kids were still in shortpants. Where has it gotten me? Nowhere.

Funny, huh?

6: I sing, play guitar, bass, drums, the trumpet, the mouth-harp, and I can do sequencing and editing. I've released two full length albums and one EP. I've created hours of industrial music. Not a single person noticed. Also, I'm an established photographer. I've designed and published seven books, the last of which being a fund-raiser for the lost artists of New Orleans. Thousands of images have been turned in to 300 photographs of museum level quality. These books were released and on the market for years. My greatest regret in my life is I used my talents to help those in need, and no one gave a shit. Those books were pulled from the market, and more than likely no one will see them again until after I die. Yes, I am bitter. Yes, it is your fault.

I am a professional fire manipulator. I can eat fire, blow fire, do transfers, and swing flaming things around me. It's stupid. Don't do it. Seriously. Playing with fire is one of the dumbest things anyone can do. Take it from me. I have to be drunk to do it, otherwise my hands shake to much because I'M FREAKED THE FUCK OUT.

I wrote and illustrated a full length graphic novel during the height of the "Splatterpunk" era back in the 90's. I will never know if it was published, because after I handed it in, they lost contact with me.

7. I've driven across the country back and forth for so many miles over the past eight years, I've actually circumnavigated the globe. Twice. I've learned that everyone around this country has something in common. We all have the same hopes, fears, and dreams. And most of us are idiots.

8. I am a man of gentlemanly behaviour and rough habits. I will open a door for a woman, help an old lady across the street, and then smack your mother for being a dirty whore. All in the same evening.

I am brutally honest. I have lost loves and built enemies because of this, and I refuse to have any regrets. Everyone who gets to know me, becomes my friend or my enemy. I'm okay with this. I have to be. Because if the laughter stops, the screaming starts. And nothing stops the screaming, does it?

I am a good man, a great person, an amazing lover, and one day I will be a wonderful husband. Anyone who tells you any different does not know me, or they got to know me too well, and they can't get over me.

My candle burns at both ends, and I suffer for it. I refuse to live any other way.

I am brutally honest, and loyal to a fault.

I'm an ordained minister. I'm also a buddhist. I'm a dharma punk. I serve as either an example, or a warning. Take your pick.

9. My life goal is to establish a museum for contemporary arts. Something like the Smithsonian, except more entertaining. Also, I'd like to squeeze out a kid. At least one. I'm going to name him "Gabriel Logan". I hope one day he takes everything I've learned, and makes the world a better place.

I abhor celebrity, yet I desire to be famous.

At the end of it all, I just want to convince one person to "do better".

November 2016



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