Stolen from babysquid

[sublimatedangel]

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 COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.

It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.



Come on, you know you want to...

Comments

[lmariec.livejournal.com]

One time at band camp....

Remember when we used to walk around picking strange plants on an alien planet and talking to only each other (and other aliens) in a foreign language? Oh shit, thats real, that was 5th grade. Man we were weird.

Ok how about the time we made soap out of fat and ashes for our village right before Vesuvius blew up? Oh wait... that too was real.

What about the time we had conversations with Rusty, who drove a pork rind truck, because his CB interfered with our phone calls? Riiiight, that also was real. The night we showered together (mostly clothed I think?) and had some guy run out in the street yelling I AM WOMAN HEAR ME ROAR...real.
Do you also remember the day we laid around talking about how we were able to enter each others dreams?
Maybe you also remember the day we tried out some acid and hung upside down from the bars at an elementary school pretending to be bats?


*Note to others, only one of these is UNTRUE, see if you can guess which. :P

[sublimatedangel]

Oh man, Jason was the best, wasn't he? He used to call me up occasionally and tell me his sins, like I was confession, but I haven't heard from him in years now. I miss that boy! And seriously hope he never got into too much trouble...