Why not?

[jooneskus]

f 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.

These can be bad memories too!

Comments

[tinylj]

One time me and one other girl (can't remember who, maybe Beth?) were sitting there at your house relaxing, and you pulled out one of your breasts and absentmindedly put it in your mouth. You kind of sucked on it a little as you were thinking. We laughed at you, and it was such a sweet moment because it was cool that you were comfortable enough to act that way around us.

[tinylj]

One time, we went to see some play at Rachel's school and you bagged on the play really bad. I could tell it made Rachel uncomfortable and so I got mad at you. It turned into our first real fight and I remember sitting on the curb with my head in my hands. I was so stunned it had turned into such a big deal.

[jooneskus]

haha--yeah, I did over react-- au la theatre snobbery. Sorry about that. I probably just didn't get Brecht.

[jooneskus]

That's crazy! And I love it! Thank you for that memory. ah, boobies, can never get enough. How about you?

[felipemcguire]

Just One?

I climbed the tree outside your house...I was a wreck...you answered the window but there was someone in your bed already, and you didn't have anyplace for me to be.
But I got to leave through the front door, because you let me in...

[jooneskus]

You climbing a tree and in through the window was something beyond magick, even if plastered.. And if I recall correctly, that someone in my bed was Rachel and you were quite welcome to stay ;)

[swingsyren]

Ah... hahahah. OMG. I think I was tripping ballz on mushrooms. I vaguely remember someone coming in through the window but being far to involved with the painting on the wall.

Oh that's priceless.

[felipemcguire]

So...wait, was Ms. Joon the only sober one in that situation?

[swingsyren]

Where do I start?

Talking the mounted police officer out of his strawberry shortcake at Hempfest?

All the times we've shared a way too small bed. I'm surprised it took us so long to get fussy!

So many spontaneous adventures I can't even begin...

[ablackend]

Too many to mention. The first night we met and how I was enamored instantly by this girl who was visiting and thought that it was such a shame she didn't live closer.

Every moment of burningman 2004.

Riding the subway home at 4am with your head in my lap after a night of too much drinking.

[jooneskus]

EEvery moment of Burningman 2004 indeed. Vault of heaven......

[luriddreamscape]

I remember when I was assistant stage managing Pentecost, the two of us sat outside by the mosquito after rehearsal and talked about the atmosphere surrounding the production. I had expressed that I thought the show had sprouted some very juvenile popularity contests and I remember you had talked about the other newbies and how you weren't being treated well by the seasoned actors (seasoned? because they had been there 2 years more than you?). I remember people were afraid to talk about it, and, just having come from a Human Services major, being a little disgusted by the complete lack of human decency.

Also, I remember you practicing saying the word "exchange" with the correct dialect.

[jooneskus]

"Exchange"? Hmmm... yeah, that was my first quarter there, and the "seasoned" actors were acting like little bitches-- accept of course Knate, but he didn't smoke. Thanks for the memory beautiful lady!