Well, okay... I'm John. I'm at school in North Bay at the moment, taking corrections. The people here call me Jack, because that's what I've told them all my name is. Kind of weird, eh? I currently live with one of my best friends in the whole world, Hoover, and two other guys who usually ain't so bad... unless they're drunk and I'm not, then things can get hairy. This is my first year, though I'm 22. Basically, I went high school an extra year, went to U of Windsor for a year for English & Creative Writing, thought that sucked, took another year off, and then came here. I'm in no hurry.
I stand about 5'11", with naturally auburn hair that was black, and was for a while because it looks pretty good on me. I currently have... 'natural' looking red hair. I lost my toque somewhere, and I'll leave it at that. I have pale skin and blue eyes, and I'd actually be damned handsome if I wasn't such a 'freak'. I think I'm handsome anyhow, but that's a different story. My lip, eyebrow and ear are pierced, all on the left side. In my ear is also something called the 'industrial', which is really just an elongated tongue stud looking thing stuffed from top to bottom of my ear. I had my thumb web pierced, (on the left side) but had to take it out... I pierced it too close to the edge of my web, y'see. I can be found wearing a lot of black (which I noticed when doing my laundry with Hoover one day... "Geez, most people have whites and colours... you have blacks and colours, eh?"), horns, fishnets (on arms or legs, but never both), a pair of earphones, big black boots, and other black leather products, while having a coffee in my hand and looking angry, or at least impatient. It helps to keep people from bothering me. Well, that's a start, anyhow. Yeah, I kind of stick out here in North Bay... with a population of only 56,000 or so. I mean, Brantford is only about 89,000... but that does make a difference.
The question is why, and the answer is this: I run this page for a couple of reasons. Primary among them, is for others. I've long felt fairly alone in a lot of the things I think and the ways I feel. I mean... I'm *not*, but it feels that way much of the time because it's often difficult for people to speak up if they feel their opinions are divergent from norms. Or they're too comfortable saying things, which can be just as bad in some cases (neo-nazis, etc). This page is maintained for people like me(them) in search of people like them(me)... got that? Basically, I do it so people can feel better in the fact that their dumb ideas, emotions and opinions aren't necessarily something that they have to be ashamed of, or feel like they're the only one who gets them.
The secondary reason is because I need to blow off steam. I'm a fairly honest person in general... a lot of people can't accept that. Lying is a way of life, it all too often seems. And any stucture-functionalist will tell you that a culture based on lies has it's place, and I try to accept that. I think I'm kind of a burgeoning stuctural-functionalist myself. Well, I try to stray from that the best I can, not because I can't lie, but because I can do it so well. I could tell nearly anyone nearly anything and have them believe it... and if Spiderman has taught me one thing, it's that 'with great power comes great responsibility'. Think about it. It's all about the Spiderman.
I like the punk rock, I'm fairly anti-social in that there's a huge majority of the public that I either don't like or don't like me. I find it hard to talk to new people that I don't know unless I've been introduced. And even then it's really quite iffy.
Yet, I do a lot of theatre. I'm fairly exclusionist/elitist about my theatre. I don't like having a lot of jerks there, it's my comfy spot, dammit. My home theatre is in Brantford, Theatre Brantford/Dufferin Players (located on Colborne St). I've put in all kinds of hours there, mornings, afternoons, nights, overnights (it gets fucking creepy in a huge old church) just trying to put the place together. The times I get paid to be out there, hey, all the better, but if I could I'd just be out there all the time, just fucking around and fixing shit. I work there summers, for minimum wage, often at more hours than I'm paid for, fixing the place up, maintaining it, and helping to run summer camp. Basically I'm 3rd or 4th in line to inherit the company, with only the chairman of the board, Art, the general manager, Murray, and the chair of the artistic commitee, Catherine, ahead of me. Not a bad feat, since I'm only about 22, and the next person up from me is 33, and doesn't want the job anyhow.
Girls and I... we rarely see eye to eye. Recently I've come to think about change. I go into each relationship accepting the pros and cons of each girl. Girls go into relationships with me wanting to change things about me. It kind of sucks. I want a dog. Yeah, a dog would be the shit. I like the neighbours dog, Alaska. She stayed with us for a couple of days. Man, those were a good couple of days.
Random facts:
- "I'm a Slave 4 U" is on my computer. I listen to it, I like it. It makes me want to move. Seriously.
- Edward Scissorhands, the Wedding Singer, and Josie and the Pussycats were all movies that made me cry.
- I collect bras. Send me one, preferably in a colour I don't have yet(so, not purple, black, white, red, or green).
- I can dance like a motherfucking riot.
- If you've *NEVER* asked the question, "What are you thinking?" while in bed with a guy... you might just be the girl for me.
- Try and find a penis smaller than mine. Just try.
- As the Beastie Boys said, "I like girls that bounce".
- I can't wear a wristwatch (digital or analog) because something in my blood or an electrical field that I generate or something screwy like that will fuck up the time and date on it. I even do that to some weaker pocketwatches.
Random likes:
Taco Bell, Spiderman, big leather boots, little spiders, tropical fish, Christopher Walken, the WWF, big female eyes, Rachael Leigh Cook, short hair, Royal Crown Cola, photography, Van Gogh, sculpture(metal in particular), salt, fast food, German, bacon, computer RPG's, Final Fantasy, hockey, my psych teacher Tom "the man, the" Hanrahan, Steve Buscemi.
Random dislikes:
Eating fish, ignorance, shaving(I always cut myself), hip hop, r&b, guys in unnecessarily baggy pants, bad spelling that occurs on purpose, hooker-hair, headaches, the concept of death, vodka, Tupac, bad kissing, bad dancing, bad acting, mushrooms(they're fungus people, come on!), 311, canker sores, French, mustard, French's mustard, getting out of bed early, whispering(which isn't directly in my ear).