The Internet is a Cruel Mistress
October 5, 2011 in Wordsmoker
My mom caught me masturbating. After 32 years it was bound to happen. No, my hands weren’t down my pants, they were on a keyboard. I should have seen it coming; my Wordsmoker username is the same as my family-friendly blog. I flew too close to the sun and the Google revealed my illicit Wordsmoker activities. To my mom and her friends.
Now, fuck me, I need a new username. So let’s push uskeg-may harpy-hay off to sea in her burning Viking ship to Valhalla and say hello to theDutchess. Yes, not as cool as my previous name but it bears no marker to my actual life. This way, errant googling will not tie us together. I will think of her, not theDutchess, as the carcass I have phoenixed out of.
So, yeah, same brand new package. I have to kill all references to my previous name, from now on (past writing can stay under the old name).
Now I’m free to write some really fucked up shit.