I was given a name no one could pronounce or spell until 90210. And there are some who still can't pronounce or spell it.
Really? I've never met one of you who had that problem, but it may have been a more popular name in this neck of the woods. (And now I'm totally earwormed with A Simple Desultory Philippic. The man ain't got no culture.)
Of course, my brother has been known to make similar complaints about his name (Ian), and lord knows there's enough of them out there that in college, we'd have to specify which Ian we meant. Sibling!Ian, being the obnoxious brat that he is, blames my name for any problems people had with his name when I point out to him that really, there's a lot of Ians out there. Claims there was trickle-down weirdness. Whatever.
(And now I'm totally earwormed with A Simple Desultory Philippic. The man ain't got no culture.)
OMG, I flash on that song at the strangest times.
I've been mothered, fathered, aunt & uncled...
Oops. Meant to link to this colorway:
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I'm currently wearing these, which are comfy and mid-Victorian.
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OMG, I flash on that song at the strangest times.
Me too! I feel so much less alone now.
Those are gorgeous, Betsy.
How about "sssszzzzzzzz!"?
It doesn't make me sound (any more) like I've sprung a leak?
Apple may turn out to be one of the ones that doesn't mind. I think her name is weirder than mine, but I'm sure there are observers that think both our parents are equally batshit.
I think your name is pretty. I live in fear of saying it correctly if/when we ever meet, but I think it's pretty. It's also not a piece of fruit.
Of course, my brother has been known to make similar complaints about his name (Ian), and lord knows there's enough of them out there that in college, we'd have to specify which Ian we meant. Sibling!Ian, being the obnoxious brat that he is, blames my name for any problems people had with his name when I point out to him that really, there's a lot of Ians out there. Claims there was trickle-down weirdness. Whatever.
Yeah, Ian's not uncommon any more at all. There's an Ian in Christopher's kindergarten class. For that matter, there was an Ian in my kindergarten class. He moved away. He was my favorite boy in the whole kindergarten.
He doesn't say it
Eye'n,
does he?
Wonderful news, Stephanie!
Yay, Stephanie!!!! Also, yay to Fay! I'm glad you're work situation ended up nicely.
Welcome, Shambles!
Crap, 3" heel. Dammit, dammit, dammit.
However, when these (scroll down to the button boot) become available, they will be mine, mine, MINE!
