my newest undertaking

I plan to compile a list of all the names I stumble across that I just can't get out of my head for some reason or another.

First and foremost is Elliott Mosby, a name I saw written on a dorm room door at SPSU in Fall of 2006. Many of my inanimate objects have come to adopt this name, such as my old Dell laptop, (RIP) and my Ipod. I guard this name in my heart, and plan to one day pass it on to my kids.

Another favorite of mine is Mr. Justin Udderback, a boy I met in high school with my friend Jenna Nelson. While I have not recycled his name on my belongings I often reminisce about our summer boys (the other whose name I undoubtedly forgot), and all the free Sonic we acquired for being acquainted with Sir Udderback. (Sometimes I like to wonder at the etymology of his name, and giggle at the mental images inspired by doing so.)

From there, I have the surname Quackenbush. I found this name sometime in the winter of 2008 while working for a call center. At the time I wished very much to be betrothed to Mr. Quackenbush but to my dismay, he was already married. Instead, I have used this name to replace the "John Smith's" in all my stories and ramblings.

Recently I ran across the name of Todd Fleagle, an unfortunate soul who I wholeheartedly hope does indeed own a beagle, complete with fleas. In fact, I hope one day to own a flea-ridden beagle, solely so I can lovingly refer to him as my fleagle.

As I am one of the most easily amused people in existence, I plan on continuing my name collection until I absently mindedly forget about it (at least 2 weeks from now.)