trenchkamen (
trenchkamen) wrote2005-11-03 11:53 pm
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I must admit, I'm curious.
Yoinked from
xcerebraledemax and
voodoobob.
If you have time... If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to come after you with a spatula, either way. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.
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If you have time... If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to come after you with a spatula, either way. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.
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Seriously we do.
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S'hard to come up with memories of someone who I've only met in passing many many many times via forums and LiveJournal. ^^;
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Also, the scene at Christina Nordstrom's house. You came inside the house, Escaflowne was somehow brought up, I mentioned how I liek totally hailed Zaibach, you was all, "WAIT. YOU like Zaibach?!", and I was like, "Hell yeah!", and you *hugged* me. I felt soooooo special. We so rocked hardcore, catching that dog. Why didn't we shack up that night?
And then there's that business of the tricky variety, where you leant a crying, pitiful, lost soul a helping hand and good, true advice. You also let me crash at your place. That was cool. Most would say it was a waste of time, what with putting imaginary people's names in tabs on some love-match site, but it's one of my greatest memories.
And this has absolutely nothing to do with anything...
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I'm sad, now.
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I have no idea why we didn't shack up, but you did sleep under my trenchcoat and threaten to stalk me.
God damn that's a good coat.
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