JDR & WND

In 3rd grade, I decided I didn't like the name Jeremy, so went by "J.J." instead. Since my middle name's David, that might seem peculiar, but I thought the more obvious "J.D." sounded too Texas-oilman-y ("Y'all get J.D. over here! I think we got us a gusher! Yee-Haw!"), so chose what I considered the next best thing. In the ensuing years, I reverted to Jeremy, but now feel the need to reinvent myself once again. I've studied every variation and winnowed it down to the following:

J.R. (I think the character from Dallas is sufficiently dated that I won't aggravate the Texas oilman problem)
J.U. (this has the added benefit of phonetically describing my ethnic background)
J.V. (I did of course crack varsity multiple times, so it would be ironic)
J.Z. (It looks less plagiarized as written than as spoken)
G.Q. (I think this one speaks for itself)

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