Dj Johnson

Woodridge Elementary School, Attended 1988 - 1990, Class of 1990
Clarksville Middle, Attended 1990 - 1992, Class of 1992
Atholton High, Attended 1992 - 1996, Class of 1996

Pope Elementary, Woodridge Elementary, Clarksville Middle School, Atholton High School, Indiana University - Bloomington

Indiana University - Bloomington, Attended 1996 - 2000, Class of 2000, Bachelor's Degree, Journalism

Procrastinating Superhero

Indiana University GLBT Alumni Association, ASAE, NLGJA

running, biking, comic books, weight training, sci-fi, Wii, reading, obsessing over Anserson Cooper

I Have Lived Before, Astonishing X-Men, Hung (Brilliant!), Harry Potter Series (What, 20-somethings read it too!), Middlesex, Memoirs of a Geisha, My Antonia, The Dark Phoenix Saga, Love & Rockets, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West, A Wrinkle in Time, Skinny Legs and All, A Heart Breaking Work of Stagerring Genius, The Fountain Head, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay, Astonishing X-men, Khalil Gibran's The Prophet

Night of the Living Dead (Or anything by George Romero), Sin City, Kill Bill:Volume1&2, Lost in Translation, Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind, The Long Kiss Goodnight, Bring it On, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, Finding Neverland, Ray, Blue, White, Red, La Femme Nikkita, Heathers, Unfaithful, The English Patient, Waking Life, The Professional, The Dark Crystal, The Game, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, Amelie, Far from Heaven, Shoalin Soccer, Clue, Soap Dish

Gym Class Heroes, Sia, Garbage, Dmitri from Paris, Broken Social Scene, Le Tigre, Yeah, Yeah Yeahs, Rufus WainwrightMary J. Blige, Richie Haughton, Cool Keith, Vivaldi, Bjork

Battlestar Gallactica, LOST, Ugly Betty, Dr. Who, The L Word, Inuyasha, Boondocks, Six Feet Under, Buffy the Vampire Slayer

When I was a kind I had a plastic sword that looked exactly like the one the leaders used on Thundercats. It had a light-up glowing symbol on the front and made this growling noise when you squeeze the hilt.

One night I had a nightmare that I was being chased, so I grabbed jumped out of bed...grabing the sword from the "I can read" totebag hanging from my bed post, and screamed, "Thundercats, Thundercats, Thundercats HO!" at the top of my 11 year-old lungs.

My mother comes running into the room and says, "What is it? What are you doing, are you out of your mind?"

About three days after that...my sword mysteriously dissapeared.

Irreverant people who are too colorful for reality TV but same enough to stay out of the pycho ward.

People not afraid of "Gettin' Served!"