Well, my name is Jason James James Gyorog. I got the first James at birth, and the second at Baptism. Depending on how you count, I may have gotten another at Confirmation. I was raised Catholic, as well as going to a Catholic grade school and high school, which you should probably gather means I'm not Catholic now. I'm a member of the Universal Life Church, which holds that no one has a clue about "why we're here," so you should believe whatever makes you happy.
I like to try many different things, so that I am fairly confident that when I like something, it's not from simply having no alternatives. This is why I've tried many operating systems, foods, hobbies, and appearances. Here are some pictures of me at various points in life:
The image on the left is me, probably from Junior year (1998 or so).
On the right is me from one of Chuck's birthday parties, also during high school, but no clue which year. I believe that would be Chrissy Gioia's bra, stretched so that I could barely breathe.
This would be Andrea and me just hanging out. Probably Libby took the picture.
My first KCOU formal (April-ish 2001). See, I'm formal. By the way, I do have other ties : )
My second KCOU formal (April-ish 2002). You can't see it in this picture, but there's a bowtie at the top of that loincloth, making it formal.
I missed class one day (as I occasionally did), and was assigned to a group for a class project. I took this picture, intending to send the others a photo of me so they would recognize me. Needless to say, I took another picture. I didn't want them to think I was a Badass(tm).
The piņata on the grill is a symbol of tension. Libby and Amanda took it with them for exams, I think. All I remember is we destroyed it by burning, and since I have no fear of death/dismemberment, I started to take over the job of pouring flammable liquids on it.
I'm at Grindstone Park here, posing with one of Jen's dogs. I thinik Jen and Andrea were with me on this trip.
This is what I wore for Halloween, to go to my first showing of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. If you haven't gone, you should, and none of this "I saw it on TV and didn't like it" crap. You should never confuse seeing something on TV with actually experiencing it.
We went to New Orleans for Mardi Gras (2003 perhaps?). From the left, that's John Shelly, Amber, Andrea, me, Jesse, Joe, Libby, and Ryan. I had a great trip, and I "earned" some beads in the gay section of Mardi Gras.