You may have noticed that I go by Jane, especially on the internet. I almost always sign as “Jane”. The other day at co-op during Ultimate Frisbee I was writing my name in the sand with my foot. My good friend, Lizzy, leaned over my shoulder and was trying to read what I was writing. “What? J. A. N. E. Oh, Jane.” She knows that I go by Jane a lot on the computer. But, someone objected my nickname saying “Your name’s not Jane, it’s Kait.” He knows that I go by Jane or Janie on the computer, so he was just being a goof, but I replyed “Nu uh, my name be Jane!”. I then realized that I had never explained the funny explanation to my semi-new nickname to anyone except for Little Star. I shall do so now for the convinience of all.
About 6 months ago or so(i can’t exactly remember), after a long day learning about police k-9s and how they sniff out drugs and stuff with our co-op, we made a large order of pizza from Pizza Hut, which is a special thing for us. With is came a couple little tubs of marinara. I LOVE marinara on my pizza and breadsticks, so I was very happy. We had a great night. We watched a movie together as a family, and had a lot of fun. The next morning, I slept in till about 8:30 or so(it was a Saturday, ok?) and woke up hungry for leftover pizza. I walked around in a slight daze and grabbed a piece of yummy pizza from the fridge in the garage. I was disappointed to find no marinara. Still sleepy and tired, I returned to the kitchen to where my parents were talking about some irrelevant subject and proclaimed “Don’t tell me you threw out the marijuana!” My mother just stared at me for a second. Then my parents looked at eachother. Then they bursted out laughing. I didn’t get it at first. Then I realized what I said. “Oops, I meant marinara!!!!”
My mom jokingly called my Mary-Jane after that a little bit, and when I told Little Star she called me Jane every once and a while too. So when I was getting my yahoo email address for junk mail, I thought of that name. And I used it, and now I use Jane for like everything. =)
So now you know that story, I’m sure it’ll get lots of laughs out of some of you.
Katie M
haha, don’t you love it when you mean to say one thing, but end up saying another!!
I’ve been there! 
lol
Katie M
Iona
haha! My mom once, when we were at Taco Bell she was apparently trying to order something with cheese and she said: “I’d like a Cheezle” My friends and I burst out laughing saying: “What’s a cheezle?”
Lizzy
YAY! I am ur “good friend”? ohh thats great to know!! Haha thanks for finally explaining that to me!!!