the people listed below are significant in some way to each and every one of my days that pass. without them, i would still live--just not as happily. if you're not listed here, and you think you should be, you're probably going to be added when i get time, or you may have to remind me (and, please, do.). pictures are welcome! send me pictures, and i will post them. the only thing is, don't expect to get credit. i, in no way, take any credit for the pictures taken on this page because a) i didn't take them and b) with the quality of some of them, i'm glad i didn't. ha. i'm just kidding, but, seriously, i have no idea who took most of them, so sue me. and do because i have peter frances geraci on my side, moron! credit, made props, whatever, goes out to annie, though, for she scanned them all. so, actually, sue her instead. ha! thanks, annie, and thanks to everyone reading this and finding their name.
brian "popey" pope, when in the presence of mutual friends and myself, is often referred to as brian number one, somewhat of a play on boris the sprinkler's tradition of numbering off their bassists. he's been my pal since, like, fifth grade, which is a statistic unmatched by anyone else i know. we were supposed to start a band, named action.figure, but a) i saw a band with that name on an indie-rock compilation and b) he decided to get a girlfriend. enter jenn "j." robbins. i guess if anyone had to spoil our plans to form a band, i'd rather it be a female than some cruel twist of fatality on one of our parts, but, regardless, jenn and brian and i have nothing but fun when we go out, provided both popey and jenn have had enough sleep (both are super-irritable when sleepy. yow!). we're the coolest emo kids this side of the solar system, though, we have no evidence to prove it, but, hell, who needs evidence to prove anything these days?
the nerds consist of an abundance of people with iq's that rival mine. this list of people consists, also, of those who can understand jokes like that last one. in no general order, though, i am trying to keep on the track of the order of me meeting them in high school, as close as i can recall, the list of friends i accumulated in high school goes a little bit like this: kristin with an "i" was the only person in high school i remained friends with after grade school and junior high. it's sad, but certainly true. we went to a dance together, once. we ate at benihana, which was a mega-rip-off, but, oh well. i don't know how kristin and i remained friends. she seemed to least like my outrageous sense of humor out of all the people i knew, but miracles happen, you know?george was the first person i met at hehs. he influenced me to try out for cross country and track, which was both the best and worst decision of my life in high school. he's probably the most multi-talented person i know, and he's probably the kindest, too. leia broke me out of my shell in high school. she introduced me to so many people and kept working on my timidness until i was able to show the real me one day. i had the biggest crush on her for so long, but it died when our friendship blossomed. that's cool with me. she's an awesome artist, though, i used to be better in advanced art! if anyone can share the honor of breaking me out of my shell in high school, kelly can. she's super sociable and always ready to do something active. the myth is that she used to think i was hot freshman year; apparently, she does not carry this opinion anymore. boo. anyway, she's a great gal. along with kelly, as everyone at hehs learned, keith must be mentioned. keith appears on the outside to be shy and soft-spoken, but i've heard him say the most perverted things you could possibly imagine! whereas, i used to be at least as good as leia in art, i have never even slightly been close to the caliber of some of his work. jeana follows along this path because her and leia can be passed off as sisters, and, well, her and kelly, too, but the filipino-caucasian thing gives it away. when i think of one word to describe jeana, i think, "hot," i mean, "mystery." for some reason, there's always been mystery about her. unlike some people, it's hard to follow her thoughts, which is a good thing because unpredicatability is essential to individuality. i met jeana about the same time as i met kristen with an "e." kristen and jeana and i totally blew off this political convention once. that was where we bonded as a threesome (ha, yeah, that's intended.). she's extremely energetic, and i can't recall a day where she was incapable of making laugh. peter is a former jock like me. we used to talk sports all the time. now, that he goes to u of i, he has no concept of what good sports are. ha! kevin has always been known as the "other murphy," but he's my favorite. one of the most surprisingly humorous guys i've ever met. we used to dominate football in gym class in junior high. i was the qb, and i'd throw bombs downfield to him, wide-open. him and i make a wonderful duo in ultimate frisbee, too. megan and i met indirectly via her brother who was a senior when i was a freshman. he used to steal my lock and hide it and torture me with a cattle prod. ah, those were the days! anyway, megan's awesome. her family's really nice, too. honest. she's a hoosier, now, just like beth. when i grow up and have kids (whoa, scary), i hope beth's the mother. wait, i mean, when i grow up and have kids, i'm going to tell them i knew the president, that is student council president, beth. under "smile" in the dictionary is a picture of her. annie is the smartest person i met at hehs and don't let her saludatorian status sway you. she's one smart cookie, the brightest star in the sky, the strongest smell in the sewer... anyway, she's probably the funniest chick i have ever met. mark and i could be brothers. seriously, we could. he's another one of the nicest guys i met at hehs. i owe him so much for having my play produced. him and i in the same room with an audience. lethal. a comedic superduo. tracy and natasha go together. they became two of my better female pals at hehs. the story goes like this: boy meets girl. girl's friend hates boy. girl's friend gets to know boy and changes girl's friend's opinion. girl's friend befriends boy. girl disbands from boy. boy stays friends with girl's friend. girl's friend's friend befriends boy. kind of like that. tracy is by far the truest, most honest, and underappreciated person that i have ever met. i say underappreciated because no one could possibly supply the regard she deserves for the things she does other people. natasha is just a cool, down to earth person. she's one to return your pages and laugh at your worst jokes. these people aren't all jesuits, though, the one thing they have in common is that they all go to loyola university chicago with me.
justin is the first person i met at loyola. though we differ on some major issues, we get along quite finely. it has taken him a while to assimilate to some of my conversation patterns, but he has learned well. word is, he's a good dresser, too. his roommate is dave. dave is known as "rock-a-billy dave" or "50's dave," but i honestly don't know why. ha. he plays his own style of guitar, has some really cool friends back home, and a character unmatched here at luc. annie is the second person i met here at loyola. i don't know what has kept us from having a drunken sexual affair (probably the fact that i don't drink), but... annie is a fun "kid." she can adapt to anything and she'll try anything that seems new and exciting to her. brooke goes with the last bunch of people. she's really fun and has a biting sense of sarcasm. i saw her poop in her pants once at her surprise birthday party.
andy, mike, and scottie b#2 all go together. they are the dynamic trio. andy knows more about pop culture than your average amish person, and i call him my "sober brother" because him and i don't drink; mike talks faster than anyone i've ever met, and he's also a sober brother; and scottie b#2 is highest on my honorable mentions list here at loyola, for he's a super-cool-super-nice guy. i could go on for pages on them individually. all you have to know is that they share the same bathroom, and we have some of the most bizarre social exchanges imaginable, here.
julie rooms with rachel. she is signified best by her fear of vacuums. no one can explain this, but, with a bit of psychotherapy, we may be able to suck the fear out of her. we go to emo shows sometimes. julie's favorite hobby is ditching me. with a little more practice, she will be able to compete with the best of them.
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katy, rachel, tricia, ellen, and mary are another crazy bunch here. katy's the self-proclaimed "coolest chick in the world," though, many women and young feminists would care to disagree. regardless of her countless flaws, she maintains an image of "coolness," nonetheless. what else would you expect from someone from milwaukee? she listens to crappy world music and has really bad aim when it comes to flinging potatoes and onions from a fork. she is also dwarfed in strength by me. i killed her in an arm-wrestling match (both hands)! i can tell rachel can barely stomach me sometimes, but she finds humor in some of the things i say. she's "unathletically challenged," meaning athletic. she prefers this term to "jock-o." tricia rooms with katy and is known for throwing temper tantrums when katy won't get off the computer. ha. just kidding, i think. tricia is better than your average paraplegic basketball player. ellen goes with this group, though, we haven't really bonded yet. give it time. ha, no, hands off guys! she's very taken! anyway, from what i know, she dances so you can imagine what dinner with her is like, and she has some kooky theory that guys dress to match their eyes, too. whatever! mary rooms with ellen. i guess they're really good friends, going as far back as high school! that's cool, eh? anyway, mary is awesome, which isn't a surprise to anyone that knows me. i only hang out with awesome people.
(left to right) mary, katy, and tricia looking as seductive as a bunch of chicks dressed up as cats can.
mark and marc are funny. i took calculus with marc, and that's where we met. our conversations pretty much consist of us trying to insult each other to the point of silence. i always win. yes! marc is our "tight end" when we play football, if you know what i mean. mark is another funny dude. he plays bass and listens to oldies (ha, just kidding). he's a good tackler on the football field.
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