Okay, you will laugh.
When I was twelve I started to become involved in an online gaming site called pogo. On there, I met a guy with whom I became COMPLETELY infatuated, nearly on the spot. He rejected me even as a friend, and in a caustic way. Wounded, I went on, and a couple months later I remembered him and wondered what he was up to. At the same time, the glorious thought of going under a different alias and befriending him again, this time not behaving so needily and pathetically and perhaps impressing him more, occurred to me. So, I went under a different alias, and not only did I change my age, but I changed nearly everything about myself, from my name to the fact that I had a job (at the time, I was far too young to even fathom what having a job was like).
He believed me! Not only BELIEVED me, but claimed later that he really had no clue of my real age and never connected me to my previous alias. I still laugh in bafflement at this irony, but he and I hit it off the second time. No, we actually did. I know, SAY WHA?! I remember hours of conversation that was literally nothing but laughter. I STILL smile just thinking about it.
Anyway, for a couple years this charade went on, him (19 at the time we met? 18, at the youngest?) thinking that I was sixteen. We both aged, and at one point he forgot my exact age, and I did too (oops!). He asked me what my age was again, so I guessed, hoping that he really had forgotten for sure. I think he said, "Hmm, really? I could have sworn you were (insert age here)." Me: "Wow, your memory is poor." The point is, I eventually told him my real age and why I'd deceived him.
Haha, so, we're still friends, six years later. OH, crap! This was about my username, yeah? Okay. Well, when I made up the second alias to fool him into thinking I was a stranger, the name I came up with, which, at the time, I thought was pretty damn cool, was: Me + pmsing + have + fun. I still squint in shame at that name, because I almost laugh at how... stupid and weird it is. So, it was mepmsinghavefun, in one long string. No one ever got it. They all said, "Do you like to sing? I notice 'sing' in your username." LMAO.
Ok, so, still thinking it was cool as a fourteen-year-old, I used it when signing up for various sites and forums. Eventually, though, I decided I needed a shortened version of it, a nickname, if you will. "Mempy" was born. It's not an exact shortening of the name, but it looks and sounds /vaguely/ - and I mean vaguely - similar, hehe.
So, anyway, back to the guy. Still friends, we talk every now and then. I enjoy our conversations when he's not trying too hard to be an arse. He's an INTJ, sometimes too heavy on the caustic T and J. Other times, so soft you could stick him on a spit and roast him like a marshmallow. Sigh. I like INTJs. (Um, most of the time. I'm recalling the last convo I had with him, in which he deadpanned, "Uh, to be honest, I am not at all interested in this book" in regard to a book I brought up for conversation fodder. Was a bit tiffy the night before last, 'e was.)
P.S. Forgot the avatar. It's a from-scratch drawing/painting using as reference a national geographic picture I really like. I started with a blank canvas and after hours of detail work, this artwork emerged, (almost) completed. It was done in photoshop, so don't think I'm an oil paints guru or something. I actually did get as far as almost finishing the legs, but my avatar is a safety draft that I saved before I got to the legs. I thought it looked a little more NF and abstract without the legs, but... perhaps I'll put them back on, at some time or other.
Edit: Yes, I did have the original photograph of the picture as my avatar for a while, but eventually I decided I liked my replica better.