Hah! My real name? Not so popular. Except vaguely so, among...Jewish people. Which I am not. But thanks to Nilly and Hil and others here, along with some stuff from high school and random other stuff, I can fake it pretty well! So when I end up at random events (like I somehow often do...) people tend to assume I am one of them, as we get deep into discussion...and then I'm like "Oh, well, no, actually I'm not. Er."

Jessica was in the top 10 girls names in the US from 1976 to 2000, and in the top 5 US from 1977 to 1997. I can't think of a single situation in my life where I've been the only Jessica in the proverbial room.

I knew a few Tamaras (one stalked my sister, and then me when sis was out of town)

what the hell kind of stalker is she? No commitment? I mean, if your stalkee leaves town, you go with them! What's this tranferrence thing?

(besides, I can't imagine any one being brave enough to stalk ita. Or her sister M for that matter. BTW, I saw the Foodie Survival Kit in a catalog and totally thought of your sister. )

Never met anyone else named Garson, though I've heard of a few. (Garson Kanin for example.) Also Garson is sometimes a name for evil henchmen in bad sci-fi from the 20's through the 70's.

Kathy was the big name for girls born in 1966. Kris/Chris was the big name for girls born in 1964 (my sister Kristine's birth year). So, we both had lots of friends/classmates with our names--in fact, in my freshman dorm, there were three of us Kathys in a row, each one spelling our name differently!

Will this happen before or after "Enid" experiences a resurgence? (That's my mom's name.)

Enid will hit shortly before my mother's name, Norma, hits. Okay, perhaps quite a bit before.

itas count if they arer capitalized and/or pronounced wrong?

I'm willing to consider them provisionally.

I mean, if your stalkee leaves town, you go with them! What's this tranferrence thing?

I'm almost awesome enough to obsess about. And my sister kept pushing me in the middle of the two of them...incredibly annoying. It was her damned classmate.

I saw the Foodie Survival Kit in a catalog and totally thought of your sister.

Ha! She's even worse now, but better than when she was a non-wheat, non-soy, non-chocolate, nothing with holes in it-eating vegetarian. She's reintroduced pork, fish, and wheat into her diet, now that she's had her fibroids removed. Before that it was a combination of every remedy for fibroids that exists. Food's still kinda boring for her, so maybe she needs that kit.

Special K:

Kathy was the big name for girls born in 1966.

And big in 1969. We had six (K/C)atherines in our year, and a Katrina and a Catriona. Hands down the most popular name in the school, including a couple teachers, IIRC. For some reason they made them all stand up one assembly.

I'm almost awesome enough to obsess about.

You are definitely awesome enough to obsess about, I just wouldn't have the balls to stalk you. Um, not that I'm obsessing about ita.

Does it count if I just want to be her?

Food's still kinda boring for her, so maybe she needs that kit.

M strikes me as the kind of person who's hard to buy for. Could be a good Christmas gift :)

Heather, my rl name, became popular a couple of years after I was born. At one point a roommate of mine was dating two Heathers at once, as well as living with one. Once he came home and I said, "Dude, where were you? Heather called and she's pretty pissed you blew her off."

"Which Heather?"

"Whichever one you were supposed to meet."

"I . . . I was supposed to meet one?"

"Ain't my job to schedule your love life."

After a few minutes of him dithering about how to figure out who to apologize to without being busted by the other one (neither knew about the other) he realized I was pulling his leg. Probably something about my loud laughter. If only he'd pulled his weight in kitchen clean-up the whole thing would never have been necessary. I still might have done it, though.

Will this happen before or after "Enid" experiences a resurgence? (That's my mom's name.)

One of the parents on my Little League team is an Enid. I gave her shit about this when I first met her and she took umbrage. But she has forgiven me since.