My Name

I chose my username after about 20 seconds of careful consideration. I think it's catchy, cute, evil, yummy, and multi-cultural all at once. What more can you ask for? Although I'm thinking of changing the blog color scheme from red to green now...that would make some small degree of sense, wouldn't it? Yeah...I'll go do that...


As for my real name, my dad chose my first name. It's now the 2nd most popular female name in the nation. Way to go, Dad. You sure redefined originality there. Oh well, at least I'm not Emily.


(To my uber-awesome friend Emily and anybody who happens to be named Emily...uhh...your name is so popular because it rolls of the tongue in an eloquent and beautiful manner, and you have been christened with a gift. Please put the uzi(s) down. That's it, nice and slow...thanks.)


My middle name, Linn, comes from my mom's best friend, and it seems that people LOVE to spell it any way they can except the way my mother intended it.

Come to think of it, I have been called, with varying accuracy, Madison, Maddie, Madeline, Linn/Lyn/Lynne/Lynn/Lin/Lyndis, Heather, Payson, Amanda, Lauren, Bailey, Katie, Girl, Honey, Spelling Nazi, Nazi muffin, Nazi (uhh whatever, I have Jewish friends and friends of all different races and looks), Girl-That's-In-This-Class, Bassist, Hey You, Babe, Tall Girl, Lady, Ma-Ma, Mommy (I'm not actually anyone's mother, but I act like it sometimes), and Blondie. I'm sure your frustration, annoyance, and/or boredom resulting from this blog will compel you to create some sort of nickname for me, too.

That being said, the only real point of this post was to give me something to do for, like, ten minutes. Adios.