The last time I blogged, I got the bright idea to join Twitter. I’m not sure why. I guess because all the cool kids were doing it, I figured I should be too. You know, since I’m a cool kid. And, yes, if all the cool kids were jumping off bridges, I’d so be right there doing it too.
Anyway, imagine my surprise when I went to register my name and found there was someone else in the world named Daria Black. Imagine that. Worse, they beat me to the punch and registered the username. Double worse, they are actually using it. I tried to resort to using my old internet handle, Smutwriter but, once again, my plan for Twitter domination was spoiled. Someone is using that one too.
After about 10 minutes, I finally came up with a handle that no one was using and that I actually liked. The only problem is that the domain name is registered to a popular porn blog. So I’m stuck in this strange place of having to decide whether to a) butcher my name b) resort to using my middle name again c) come up with something equally cool that no one is using, or d) keep using my current handle and cross my fingers that no confusion arises in the blogosphere.
I’m kind of leaning towards option C but between NaNo and my day job, I’m kind of tapped out in the creativity department. For now, I think I’ll use option D until I can come up with something clever.
I finally decided that I’m going to start blogging again. Don’t expect too much, though, until after the New Year. I’ll be way too busy jumping off bridges with the rest of the cool kids.