what it all boils down to...

Apr 26, 2004 13:43

Post a memory you have of me in a comment.

Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people remember of you.

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dazi April 26 2004, 11:57:12 UTC
I use to call you Arcania, and totally fuck up your name on IRC, I use to wonder what kind of person you were, and you didn't annoy me like everyone else.

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ex_elusivesh428 April 26 2004, 12:52:30 UTC
I remember that time you got the speeding ticket trying to get to my house.
I remember eating ice cream in the park... and buying cigs at Downen Oil.
I remember getting dressed up for the prom... and moving Katie in the van.
I remember hanging out in the park in the middle of the night...
I remember many-a-times at sufficient...
... and they are all fond memories.

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pensiveowl April 26 2004, 14:53:43 UTC
Wow. Okay.

- Meeting you and Renee and Jeremiah's, watching the Color Purple, and drinking way too much fake tequila that evening.
- You moving up here and becoming all college-like.
- You working for me here at UA.
- You vacationing with us in Savannah - and how wonderful it was, really - my favorite memory was of you and Dane walking down those steps from the pier holding hands, and you running in from the ocean as a wave chased behind you.
- Your steadfast, responsible-like mentoring ability of my child.
- You pulling Renee's birthday thing together with/for me with unprecedented precision and creativity.
- Our lunch today.

Much love to you.

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renbird April 27 2004, 08:34:50 UTC
Fuck. Um, okay, I'll just pick a few:

1) Watching Pat braid your hair in a really tiiiiiight french braid in Colorado and you not liking it one bit.
2) Remembering this when I did braids for you at the cabin and making certain to do them loose.
3) Remembering little you (12 maybe?) when the boys were born, and you had to wear that sterile gown to hold the boys and just watching you look at Adrian with total amazement in your eyes. THAT was a great moment.
4) I remember us smoking together in my apt after I left Jer... THAT was wild. Our first time together... woah!
5) I remember us bickering and both going to seperate rooms and crying.
6) I remember the HUGE feeling of relief when I told you about P. You were the first person that I 'came out' to, and I've never regretted it!

Geez, this could go on forever... suffice it to say, I hope it does!

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