because my god-complex demands it of me.

[magpi314]

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. Come on, just do it.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

Comments

[rhiannononon]

us walking around stanford that night. it was so quiet and peaceful.

[dirtfarmerspim]

I'm reminded of the talent shows that my mom and Margaret put on, where we did line dancing... I have pictures!

Really really random

[owlishness]

I remember one day outside the post office when I biked by and I saw a girl with long blonde hair who had a really awesome outfit on, and then I recognized the walk, which can really only be described as a "confident stride," and it was yours. =)

[bambuchutes]

SF pride with you and meeting your awesome, beligerent aunt who gave us all bubbles to blow. Huzzah for childish pleasures!

early morning

[hollieluther]

you know what I remember? I remember saturday mornings with cofee, and you and your mom teasing me for putting syrup on my grits. Teasing me about the way I eat in general. I remember a drunken sailor. I remember the smell of the barn (before and after we cleaned it). I remember pepper. oh, that lazy appy! I have so many memories. Cant really choose a favorite. Well, there will always be that infamous hike. Armed with all the things two young girls need to survive in the wilderness of the sierra nevadas. A pocket knife, and chapstick. Oh, Maggie Shea. how much I loved you, you'll never know.