Missy

Random thought of the day:

The number of nicknames I've accumulated over the years is getting ridiculous. My mother calls me Missy [which is not, in any way, a derivative of my real name], Missy Krissy or Miss Kris, my father calls me Peanut or Miss Kris, my friends call me Kris, my grandpa calls me KB, my grandma calls me Tricia [lol that's a funny story, by the way]... Most of them boil down to which names are easiest to say when angry.

"Um, Missy? Did you forget to do something?"

The list goes on and on and on. And you wonder why I have an identity problem.

Arty's OUT.