Raquel, it sounds to me as if he thinks you're wonderful and your nickname isn't. It's a comment on the name and not on you.

I don't know what to make of that, Raquel.

FWIW, it doesn't sound so much like he wants you to be someone else as that his mental image of you doesn't include the name Raquel. Like, he wants your image in the world to be more his personal image of you.

Or I could be over interpreting.

What does he call you, if you don't mind me asking?

That may well be the most demented link Betsy has ever found in her long and colorful history of creepy-link-finding.

shudders

Too too too freaky. Good grief. And what is this nonsense about the pictures not being retouched? They look like frigging Mattel dolls! With the flecks of light painted into their disturbingly wide-open eyes! And, colours aside, what's with the HAIR? And the CLOTHES? Ick! Freaky freaky freaky.

shudders again.

My sole contribution to the circumcision debate - the only circumcised penis of which I've made the acquaintance belonged to an Egyptian gentleman. Unfortunately we had this whole condom-destroys-erection thing going on, which led to not the best sex evah - so I'm still pretty much Go Team British Penis. In a non-judgmental way, obviously - I'm sure that there are all manner of John Thomases out there in various states of, ah, dishabille wrt possession of foreskins or lack thereof, and I'm perfectly sure that all Buffista menfolk have exceptionally charming and fragrant todgers. It goes without saying.

Raquel, that is most disconcerting. I tend to feel quite strongly about spellings of names, and about names in general, and I think I'd feel not great about that, were it to happen to me.

fwiw, I think both Rachel and Raquel are nice names. Rachel is more of an everyday name to me, and Raquel more of a glamorous, Sunday Best sort of name.

edited because circumcised!=uncircumcised.

Am idiot.

BF and I *never* call each other by our real names. He calls me Scrappy, and any one of a million nicknames--he called me "Death Star" last night. I usually call him Monster or Handsome.

I'm afraid I'd be inclined to say, "Stuff it," if someone asked me to change my username because it didin't match what they thought of me. This is probably just one of the myriad reasons I'm 37 and not married, though. Or living with someone. Or dating. Or having dated in the past
. . .
. . .
. . . well, Clinton was in office at the time of my last date.

Oh, dear.

OK, tellling him to stuff it may not be the way to go here.

"Raving Ho-Beast." Why?

Kidding - we call each other by pet names we've used for lo these many years. It's certain to gross the kid out later. In front of other people, it's "hon" or similar.

Huh. Actually I kinda like "Rolodex."

He calls me Scrappy

Burn, Scrappy, burn;
Scrappy inferno!

fragrant todgers

GREAT band name.

Calli, he didn't actually ask me to change my user name...I just feel self-conscious about it now. Like when someone tells you your favorite jeans make your ass look fat, you aren't really eager to wear them.

Me to daughter: "So what do you think about Veronica Mars?"
Daughter: "It's okay, but I'm put off by the whole high-school thing."
Me: "What, you mean it isn't realistic, and your high-school isn't full of amazingly hot gang members who are secret pussycats?"
Daughter, cheerfully: "Well, we do have gang members!"

I am pro pet names. DH and I mostly only use each other's actual names if we are trying to get the other's attention, and not always then.

I would always want to ask "Rolodex" for addresses.