It's funny how nicknames evolve....or don't.
When Nick and I met, he called me Erin and I called him Nick.
About a month later, I was calling him NP (Nicky poo, or Nick Plater, either one works)
He was calling me E.
Fastforward to 3 months later.
I told him sometimes french people call me Her-inne, so he started calling me Heych.
Then Heych, one day, became Heeh, hard to describe how to pronounce it, we were goofing off with lisps one day and heeh happened. I guess you could pronounce it like this, he-HH. I would call the HH a hard h sound, like almost a cat hiss sound. Like pretend you're trying to hiss like a cat, but not so hardcore.
Along the way, he-HH somehow became heek.
Then we got our iphones, then I turned into the iheek, he even says the in front of it. I am the iheek.
And then a song came out of it, "Mazzy's the egg-mazz, Erin's the iheek, and Gibby's the walrus, koo-koo-ka-choo.
Are we weird?
Bored?
Or just creative?
p.s. Nick is still N.P.
I lack creativity these days, just takin' things day by day!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
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