Comments | abeaverhausen: i don;t know what's come over me. i never do this stuff. perhaps i'm feeling nostalgic.

abeaverhausen

i don;t know what's come over me. i never do this stuff. perhaps i'm feeling nostalgic.

Jun 11, 2008 14:01

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 -- good or bad. 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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jd78jd04 June 11 2008, 22:57:42 UTC

You, me, Dana. The Wooly Mammoth, I think it was? It was a lovely, lovely day.

:o)

But there are so many to choose from... penance09 June 12 2008, 00:55:55 UTC

so we'll go with:

Someone (I can't remember whom) asking if we were together because we were holding hands walking back into Manor South the night of the Player's Formal freshman year.

profdana June 12 2008, 03:54:03 UTC

"Hi, I'm Jenn - the gay one."

I think I loved you from that moment. ::grin::

Or how about the first time you came to NJ with me, and you were wearing your "traveling pants," which were actually overalls? Or you going beer for beer with Eric? Or you driving a million hours to see me in Pittsburgh so we could play with The Sims? Or smoking cigs on your front porch, back when you smoked? Or "Kick her in the leg - she's got staff. She'll go down"? Or pasting small nipples on Crayoline's art project? Or you knitting on the couch?

Too many, baby.

abeaverhausen June 12 2008, 10:31:11 UTC

i flew to pittsburgh, remember? i didn't drive yet and my flight kept getting delayed. love you.

profdana June 12 2008, 18:24:16 UTC

That's right - you did. I remembered it taking you a million hours.... Oh God! How could I have forgotton: "I'm Bethany. I have quarters"?

::grin::

One of my Favorites... queeniejmo June 12 2008, 11:44:47 UTC

You.

Me.

The Depot (perhaps this was in 2000...yea, it had to be)

Karaoke

Mr. Jones

A bunch of guys shipping off for basic training (so they said)

One man, completely enamored with you who wouldn't take no for an answer and kept staring at your boobs...

THAT...and my roomate who smelled atrocious...

Re: One of my Favorites... abeaverhausen June 12 2008, 11:47:08 UTC

it wasn;t the roommate, it was the paper mill. she bathed and stuff :)

Re: One of my Favorites... queeniejmo June 12 2008, 11:54:22 UTC

I know she bathed...she still stank...papermill is like Lady MacBeth screaming "Out Damn Spot!" and never getting clean....just rubbing and rubbing...

I don't even remember her name...but I do hope she made it BIG in the paper industry...teehee

rearviewmags June 12 2008, 17:39:33 UTC

i remember all thoe times i'd come home to a girl with foil on her head.

abeaverhausen June 12 2008, 17:48:48 UTC

oh, g-d, i'd forgotten about that...