My name is Jonathan. Do you sometimes feel like you're a heavy person? Come hide with me behind Livingston and... enjoy your pain!

My name is Livingston. You’ve barely ever heard that? Of course, you haven’t! In Montreal, where I’m from, every single boy my age, born in the 80’s, was named Jonathan. Every single boy but me. My dad is an… original kind of person. Therefore, he chose to name me Livingston instead of Jonathan. Same stupid seagull, last name instead of first. That’s one of the reasons why I hate my father. A total nut if you’ll ask me. But just like any crazies, it’s as if he had a vision of some sort with that Jonathan Livingston thing, I don’t know…