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DJ Jules

Get Loud, Get Mental!

Name:
Jules
Birthdate:
23 July 1981
External Services:
  • longanimity@livejournal.com
  • Th0u Art G0d AIM status
  • 55200625 ICQ status
  • jules@jabber.subnova.com
  • Julia_Pendrag
Par for the course.

I'm a cynic, a jade one at that. I have a view of the world that not many agree with. That's all right, I'm not going to force my opinion of society as a whole down anyone's throat. But I do so love to debate over it.

In the meantime, I'll write about anything that pleases me. Whether it be concerning work, my sex life, or my social life. It all gets stuck in here.

[sarcasm]Aren't you all so lucky to read this?[/sarcasm]




I normally have a great number of projects taking place at one time. Typically, these are all websites, or involving Role Play; quite frequently, both.


  • Split Infinity Radio - I'm a DJ/On-Air Personality with Split Infinity Radio, which caters to the gaming community, geared towards MMOs. Visit us in the IRC room, request songs, general harassment abound. Fun stuff. Just look for DJ Jules!

  • Homicidal Finks - A little insanity never hurt anyone. - This is a little side project I've had going on with a friend for the last year. Sure, its just creative writing, but its what I enjoy doing in my spare time.

  • A.O.I. of Bloomington IN - This is a website I run for a local massage therapy business.







LiveJournal Links:

trolloc - This is a Wheel of Time LJ comm I run with my husband Alec [pendrag].
randland & wheeloftime - Can you tell I obsess over WoT?
m15m - This woman is absolutely hilarious. Go on, read some of her rewrites!
narg - Narg stay. Narg smart!





The House by the Side of the Road
by Sam Walter Foss


There are hermit souls that live withdrawn
In the place of their self-content;
There are souls like stars, that dwell apart,
In a fellowless firmament;
There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths
Where highways never ran-
But let me live by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.

Let me live in a house by the side of the road
Where the race of men go by-
The men who are good and the men who are bad,
As good and as bad as I.
I would not sit in the scorner's seat
Nor hurl the cynic's ban-
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.

I see from my house by the side of the road
By the side of the highway of life,
The men who press with the ardor of hope,
The men who are faint with the strife,
But I turn not away from their smiles and tears,
Both parts of an infinite plan-
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.

I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead,
And mountains of wearisome height;
That the road passes on through the long afternoon
And stretches away to the night.
And still I rejoice when the travelers rejoice
And weep with the strangers that moan,
Nor live in my house by the side of the road
Like a man who dwells alone.

Let me live in my house by the side of the road,
Where the race of men go by -
They are good, they are bad, they are weak, they are strong,
Wise, foolish - so am I.
Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat,
Or hurl the cynic's ban?
Let me live in my house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.


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