There's not a lot of nicknames for Erin. Sometimes my mom calls me "Erie" (like AERIE) but that's it.
My only other nick is personality-based, and relegated to a close, small circle of intimates -- Captain.
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There's not a lot of nicknames for Erin. Sometimes my mom calls me "Erie" (like AERIE) but that's it.
My only other nick is personality-based, and relegated to a close, small circle of intimates -- Captain.
My mother insisted on Jennifer for me as long as she had control over what people called me. In college, a few people started calling me Jen, which was fine, and I kind of liked it, since I'd never had a nickname. Two people in the world get to call me Jenny. It's just so foreign sounding to me, someone might as well call me Felicia.
Now, I'm pretty much Jen, even though I think of myself and introduce myself as Jennifer. What's weird is when people who have always called me Jennifer call me Jen (not the other way around, though). Like, my family should not call me Jen. That's just weird. I'm Jennifer in my family.
I really can't take the pain in my stomach anymore. It never really goes away.
I'm sorry, Allyson, that's just miserable. What do the doctors say?
They say, SUCK IT UP, BITCH.
But you know, less nice than that.
Nah, all those letters to Sully seem less angry than mine did. I'm glad I wasn't the only one pinged by, "women shouldn't do things that men can do if it makes men feel uncomfortable."
Allyson, why are you going to my doctors? That's not a good idea.
There was a cricket in the basement. Was, because Loki, in the 2 minutes it took to take out the recycling, found it and brought it (and several cobwebs) upstairs. Thaaaaanks, cat. I guess I'll just let him play with it. He likes is almost as much as his battered toy mice.
Allyson, I'm sorry. They gave my brother liquid lidocaine to drink when he had the bleeding ulcers. Tasted like ass, but helped. But that may be a different kind of pain.
Only time my first name has ever been nicked was abroad, due to grammatical declensions. One version morphed into Sarge, which you can imagine I just loved. Oh, and there was Stella, but I still have no idea how that came about.
Allyson, what is the diagnosis, IBS alone? I think it's time for a gastroenterologist, or just a new doctor or second opinion in general.
So the Twitter drama in Halifax today is a guy desperately tweeting for help to get a cat off a roof that been stuck for days. (It's not even his cat.) Neither, animal control nor the fire dept. would help. I guess some roofer is up there now, in the dark and has finally got the kitty.