Who Am I?

Jun. 26th, 2008 01:42 pm
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Some of you have never met me in real life, and only know me from my word here. Keeping that in mind, let me give you my vital stats:

Name: Jeremiah Fargo
Sex: Male
DOB: 2/22/1980
Height: 6' (or 5'11 1/2" if I'm being more honest)
Weight: Working on it.
Hair: Purple but normally blond
Siblings: Oldest, 2 sisters, 2 brothers
Distinguishing Marks: Mole on left side of chin, other than that you'd have to look pretty closely at my right knee to see a big scar.
Location: Newark, DE USA

Does any of this surprise you? Is there anything on this list about you that you think I might not know? If so, what?
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1. Have you ever had an addiction?
~Never anything too serious. Just a caffeine addiction. I know, sounds silly, but I firmly believe that many people are addicted to caffeine and that it will some day be shown that this leads to early heart attacks and death. When caffeine becomes outlawed for its narcotic-like effect (the "perk" you get) and the negative effects on the body (the "death" thing) there will be a great uprising and thousands will die. They will be called the Starbuck Wars for years to come. Who will win? Nobody yet knows, the future is cloudy - probably because I haven't had my coffee yet this morning.

2. Are you afraid of the dark?
~Hmm. No? I don't mind the dark, but I tend to have a very very vivid imagination of what could be in the dark. I dread opening my eyes at night because my mind has pictured someone standing over me, or someone just walking into my room with some kind of weapon. Strangely enough the thought of zombies at night don't scare me so much - they'd have to get in the house and even though I'm a very heavy sleeper most of the time, I'd like to think that someone battering their way into the house would wake me up and if not me then Maria, who would then wake me.

3. What's your favorite flavor of ice cream?
~Whatever kind I'm currently eating as long as it's not nasty.

4. Have you ever been to the circus?
~Lots of times. When I got older I started to feel bad for some of the animals. Still, the non-animal acts are usually fun.

5. What do you think of North Korea testing nuclear weapons?
~They want to test? Fine. No problem with that. I think we need to start making sure we have interceptor missles prepped and ready to shoot down anything that might be fired at us. The moment that North Korea fires ON somebody? Yeah, there's unfortunately going to be a lot of loss of life. In North Korea.

Five Things About Me

1. I love playing first person shooter games like Halo, Star Wars Battlefront, Doom III, etc. The problem comes in with the fact that I absolutely suck at them. They're a lot of fun when you're NOT the worst player around. I don't have time to practice at it because I'm working either on the job, around the house, or whatever. I'm a very casual gamer who aspires to be so much more.

2. I don't know how to tell a good story. A good story is supposed to have a beginning, middle, and ending. My stories usually have a beginning, middle, and a fizzle. They just kind of peter out with me saying something like "and I thought it was funny..." while everyone around me looks confused.

3. Before getting me through the American adoption program my parents were going to adopt a young black child. It stuns me to think that my father, who once said that Sherrill (the town I'm from) was getting "weird" because he saw a black man walking down the street*, was going to adopt a black child. Okay, so this one isn't about me, but it's something from my life.

4. I get VERY easily distracted. One of the reasons my room was never clean as a kid was because I would quite often pick up a book from my room and start reading my favorite parts from it. This comes through now when I'm cleaning - books, computer, movies, all these things get in the way. I just tend to be very very moment oriented instead of broad-spectrum.

5. If I could choose only one thing to spend my money on for the rest of my life, assuming that I'd be fed and have a roof over my head, I would choose books. I love books - they can take you places, open your eyes to new ideas, and just about every silly cliche you've ever heard about books is true.

What would you choose?

*My dad's not a bad guy, I swear - he's just from a very secluded town and a very secluded life.
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This started as an email to a dear friend of mine, [livejournal.com profile] kimmaline, but I realized at some point that it would make a better post here, for people to see and learn about me. It's something I need to write, as rambling as it may be.

I have so much I'm supposed to be doing today around the house, but am in the exact wrong mood to want to go do them. What I really am in is an inspired mood, and feel like writing. I hope you don't mind but I'm going to take this chance to tell you a little bit more about me, the thoughts and beliefs that shape my every day actions. I'm a little strange, and I like to be upfront with my friends so that if I say something kind of out there they'll at least have a little background on my thought processes to understand at least a little why I am who I am.

I've always been slightly misunderstood and not quite a part of the crowd which was almost always fine with me except during high school, which is difficult for most loners, as I understand it. Even my parents saw me as a little strange, weird, and not the kind of person that fit in. They tried to push me to just go with the flow and get along, but it never quite worked.

See, I don't quite live in this world. It's one of the reasons I love fantasy stories to much - I've lived them my entire life, even before I really knew what fantasy was. I was always the hero as a child, and wanted desperately to be that way outside of when we played Pretend. I wanted to be brave, but I was scared, strong, but I was weak, tough, but I was the first to give up if it looked too difficult. When I started reading fantasy books (Ursula K Le Guin was my first fantasy author) I saw even more what I wanted - not just to be the hero, but to be The Hero.

Instead, I live mostly in this world, where The Hero is a hardworking guy who goes to work and does his best to be noticed by management, works hard, and brings home money to help pay for the house that his girlfriend owns. The Hero is a pudgy, overweight guy who talks a lot about going out and Getting Things Done, but doesn't really ever end up getting there.

The Hero in my mind, though, is the guy that's going to survive the Zombie Apocalypse, the guy who's going to lead hundreds of survivors to safety and find others to save, while at the same time thinning out the herd of zombies that come at us from all sides. He's heroic, he's brave, and he's strong. I may not be strong yet, but I'm also no longer the kid who hides in the corner because a bully might beat him up. I might not go and physically stop someone from breaking into a car, but I'll remember everything I can about the person, watch where they go, and try to keep track of them while I dial 911.

The Hero in my mind snarls at the weakness that won't allow me to rush out there and stop a robber, but he doesn't live in this real world, I have to filter what he would do into real world scenarios. He doesn't know about guns, about pain, about the bad things that can happen. He just wants to rush out there, save the day, and live to do it again. I have to filter that with, well, actually living and doing it again.

Who I am and who I want to be have always clashed for me. I want to be suave, friendly, and loveable, but two out of three have to suffice. I want to be the guy who rushes into a burning building to save the child on the third floor, but I also want to be the guy that lives, and my rational mind says that those two things just don't go together - that's why firefighters get all that special equipment.

This hero lives here, now, working from a home that his girlfriend owns, making enough money to help out. This hero mows the lawn, takes care of the puppies, and plays roleplaying games with friends. This hero is happy with his life, and almost content, but every now and then, when the weather turns chill and the air darkens to an ash grey that would signify something important is going to happen in a story, the Hero in me tries to get out. "Run," he says, "got out there and do something. Make a difference. Save lives! Win!"

I turn back to my keyboard, maybe typing a little quicker on my transcriptions, pushing myself a little more to get them out, get them taken care of, faster, more, pushing myself.

Because I'm a hero, at least in my mind.
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What songs would you play to match these situations?

1. At a sporting event:
~That's not an easy one to say because each sporting event merits its own kind of music, really. So, I'll say "Take Me Out To The Ball Game," how's that?

2. At a party/social event:
~"Putting On The Ritz" is the first song that comes to mind. Of course, depending on the party/social event I could very well be singing it in a bad karaoke style instead of just playing it.

3. Utterly depressed:
~Probably a mix of Apocalyptica doing Metallica on Four Cellos with some Banya remixed classical/dance music done up, and a little Nightwish with some Trans-Syberian Orchestra thrown in for good measure. Not that I have a playlist entitled "Music for Depression" or anything. :)

4. Driving in a car:
~I like something I can sing along with in the car, so probably some Ookla the Mok, Weird Al, and 60's tunes.

5. Feeling lustful:
~Maroon 5. Yes, trite answer, but they do it for me. So?

Things I'm Proud of That Don't Actually Matter Much At All

1. I'm one of the fastest typists that I've ever met, and am very proud of that fact. I'm not the fastest I've ever met, but definately up there. I'm extremely competitive about this, is that wrong?

2. In 11th grade my French teacher warned us that if we didn't do our homework we would have to get a 100 on every single test that year, or we would fail. I passed without doing any homework. In retrospect, it was still worth it.

3. I have strong calf muscles. They're not as good as they used to be, but I'm working on getting them back to when they were rock-hard.

4. I have very good aim when I throw things, but it only seems to function when people aren't looking. I guess you could say that I choke a lot.

5. I am unable to bake foods. I try chicken, and no matter how long I cook it it's still pink and underdone. I try cakes, they always come out dry. I just can't use an oven properly for foods that I make. I don't know what's wrong with me, especially since I'm pretty handy with just about every other type of cooking. Can anyone make suggestions? Specifically the chicken. I hate underdone chicken, even after I cook it thoroughly the thought of it having been underdone makes me sick. I have weird food things.
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Friday Five

1. What's missing from your life?
~Parties. Must have more parties!

I guess that's my way of saying there's really not a whole lot missing from my life right now. I mean, sure I would enjoy going out a little more, and maybe travel, but these things are transitory and only come up in my mind when someone asks me a question that reminds me of them. Therefor I'd have to say there's really not a lot missing. This is a good thing.

Oh, and [livejournal.com profile] akdidge doing the Friday Five like he said he was going to is missing from my life. :-p

2. Do you like to get drunk?
~It's all about circumstance. I don't like getting drunk for the sake of getting drunk, but being with friends and drinking is fine, playing a game and getting drunk because of it is fine too. But just drinking and getting drunk in order to BE drunk? Too much risk involved. Or something like that. (I mean, what if the zombies come when I'm drunk? Yeah...)

3. Have you ever kissed a stranger?
~Yes. It was nice. :)

4. Do you smoke?
~Only when I'm on fire.

5. What makes you happy?
~Wow. Lots of things. Reading, my girlfriend, philosophy, thinking about a fantasy future that will never happen, my dogs, mowing the lawn, getting a room in the house completely clean just in time to have people over to dirty it, friends, roleplaying, this list could get really really long. In general I AM a happy person. I like to LET things make me happy. The other day, I sat and stared at the outside just so I could marvel and how beautiful the sun looked through the trees, shining off the emerald grass. So, lots of things.

5 Things About Me

1. Until a few years ago I did not like steak. I believed that Salisbury Steak was "as good as it gets." I had never had true steak, and thought that all steak was like that. Thankfully Maria opened my eyes, and I have realized that the food I had as a child is not all the food there is in the world.

2. I have mentioned this before, but it's important - Until I was in my late teens I truly thought parsley was poisonous. My grandmother told me it was when I was six or so, and that stuck with me through at least the next ten years of my life. I quietly would dose myself with it when we went out to eat, small bites only, so that I would become immune in case I accidentally ate some later.

3. I try not to get too into video games. I become addicted, and tend to ignore my real life for a quick fix on whatever game of the month I'm playing. Lately it's been Morrowind, which I am slowly pulling myself away from even though I just added the two expansion packs and am excitedly enjoying the main story of one of them now. I'm tinkering with the thought of trying to create my own "mods" for it.

4. I am very apt to do weird things just because I think I'm funny when I do them, and maybe have the off-chance to entertain maybe one other person. I think I'm one of the few people that actually, seriously finds themselves funny, even though other people really don't. For example, the other day I posted this, titled "3 Things, Each Stranger Than The Last" and though nobody said anything, I thought it hilarious that I didn't put a "2" in there. Had anyone said anything, like "You say 3 things, but there's not a 2!" I would have replied "Strange, huh?" And then laughed at my own cleverness. And hey, number 3 on that list was really only funny to me and the guy that made the list, never intending for anyone to take him seriously, so, I guess what I'm saying is I'm insane. Deal with it, you know you love it.

5. I get extremely insecure about really stupid things, and I'm sure it pisses people off to no end, which then makes me even more nervous because I'm sure that I've pissed people off and they're all mad at me which makes them even madder when I have to ask them yet another question about something I "think I know, but just want to make sure I'm doing right." This is most obvious at work, but is also horrible when I am giving directions. Though I've lived in this house for a year now I still turn to Maria to confirm my directions when I give them, or just defer to her completely about it.
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1. What's the weather like?
~Dark, cold, and kind of dreary. Of course, this being Buffalo it snowed yesterday, and will probably be around 60 or so later today.

2. When is the last time you felt appreciated?
~I just recently had a friend tell me that she's not in love with me, or sexually attracted to me, but that she likes me. I felt appreciated, strangely enough. :)

3. What is the last bad news you heard?
~How bad are we talking? I mean, my boss just told me not to come in until noon when I had already woken up at 6am thinking I had to be there by 8am. In my little sheltered world, that's pretty bad news. Not because of the lost hours, understand, but because I got up an hour earlier than I would have otherwise.

4. What is your favorite sad song?
~Oh gods. Today you mean? Lacrymosa, Requiem done in a chorus style, sung in the original Latin. Yeah, that's right, I'm geeking it old school!

5. Tell us about something you're obsessed with:
~I'm absolutely, completely, 100% obsessed with being the best, most accurate, and fastest transcriptionist at work. I want to go with such speed that I can write what people are saying as they are saying it. In fact, I've been working on my psychic powers so I can write what they're saying before they say it!

Okay, maybe the psychic powers things is going to far. That's why it's called an obsession. Duh. :)


I was going to write this up, and then remembered that it was Friday Five time, so I'm doing a double 5 today, I guess. Hopefully I keep it interesting enough to be read without boring anyone. Pancakes!

1) In case you didn't know, I'm adopted, and so are my four siblings. I'm from the United States, and they're from Korea. Please understand, though, they ARE my "real" brothers and sisters, and my parents ARE my "real" parents. Just not biological. It's an important distinction, to me.

2) I live with my amazing girlfriend, whose name is Maria. I love her very much!

3) My favorite thing to do is to read. I know that sounds stuffy and boring, but a nice night to me is laying in a cozy room reading a book with a good friend nearby to share funny quotes and quips with. Of course, talking to said friend is good too.

4) I get easily obsessed with things. I jump from one "want" to another in an instant, and that new thing is almost always the coolest thing ever. Unfortunately, this isn't just about toys, it happens in my search for running businesses as well. I'm trying to curb this impulse, but it's difficult.

5) I'm happy with who I am, for the most part. Sure, I want to change a few things, some bad habits, lose weight, but I like me. I have a bad sense of humor that I like using far too much, I love having friends to talk with, I'm obsessed with this computer thing (it'll never catch on), and I like to think I'm a pretty good guy. I'm not wildly successful yet or anything, but I'm okay with that. I like me, and want others to do the same thing, but if they don't then that's okay too.

That's me. I'm thinking I might do this every Friday, when I think about it, along with the Friday Five. It's kind of fun for me to come up with 5 things that I think are important to know about me.

Later, I'm going to write a LARPing post, about some of my misdeeds and adventures. Yay!
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My mother always said, "Tell me who your friends are, and I'll tell you who you are." I've found, over a long amount of time where I thought she was just batty, that my mother was right. You friends tell something very important about you, so I'm going to tell you about my friends that you will be better able to know me.

I struggled for a long time with the style that I want to write this piece in, and I've found that some of my best writing comes out in letters, so I'm going to make this series as if they are letters I'm writing to the person I'm writing about.

Here goes:


You're a very tall man. I'm sure you know that, but I have to tell you that upfront because it was my first impression of you at Kath's New Years Eve Party last year. I believe I even said as much, in a kind of stupid, slightly spaced out, tone of voice: "You're tall."

You grinned.

It was when you grinned that I noticed the second thing about you: You have a grin that could infect a room of funeral goers and make them smile, at least a little. Unlike what you see with many people these days, your grin almost always seems unforced, and 100% genuine. I love that about you.

You know, Earl, that I feel you have a heart of gold. I've said as much. This is another one of your endearing traits, but unlike the others, this one sort of worries me.

Let me explain.

Sometimes, when I think about the kind of person you are, versus how the world seems to actually work, I worry that you're going to get taken advantage of, in some way. I sometimes worry that you don't realize that not everyone is so very open-hearted as you are, and I can see that causing you a lot of pain in the future. I hope that I'm wrong, and that this never happens. In fact, I will keep my fingers crossed for you.

Something I like about you, Earl, that other people might not realize is that you think through what you're going to say before you say it when it's about something important. What this does is that it makes your comments worthwhile, interesting, and intelligent.

So, Earl, that's how I see you. A friendly, thoughtful giant, with a heart of gold and a grin that goes on forever. I hope you don't mind that I shared my thoughts with the world.


Well, that's Earl. I picked him first out of everyone because all I really have to say about his is good things, and that makes this easier to write. I'm not saying I have a ton of bad things to say about everyone else, just that Earl has the least, I think. I guess we'll see.

Is there anyone in particular that would like me to feature them in next Tuesday's "Who I Am?"

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