Because I want to be celebrated...

[soybomb02]

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.

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

Comments

[sc00bydamn]

The time you touched Pat Harlow's penis.

We talked about that yesterday, oddly enough.

-Paul

to my dear good friend

[belikecher]

I was going to say that too. But now I have to say, the time we got drunk at paul's house and talked about you touching Pat's penis...and you wanted to take a shower with everyone and dye your pubes SOOOO BADDDDD!

[morojenaih]

How about that time...I never met you, but I stalked your journal cause you told funny stories.

Yup, I remember that time.

[jebodiahhpoe]

How about that time, when I came to DC and beat you up to win the futon mattress, and Amanda walked in shortly after. Then we played ultimate frisbee and saw a play where Kate loved my hair.

[forallyouare]

probably the time we spent the nite at mim's and paul ate her one cracker with one slice of cheese

or ones of the times we went to boston or salem

or when we saw the album leaf and that weird guy was their biggest fan

[fourthcategory]

last night.
saint-ex dance off.
you won.