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Misattribution
Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened. Then, if you're so inclined, post this to your journal and see what people would like to remember of you, only the universe failed to cooperate in making it happen so they had to make it up instead.
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srah - Tuesday, 27 April 2004 - 9:58 PM
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Comments (19)
richard - April 28, 2004 - 11:48 AM - ℓ
I also thought at first glance that you were saying something naughty, which makes Katie's "band camp" comment even funnier.
Anyway, I remember this time that Srah and I were walking on a path through the woods, and when we saw a couple of police officers, we high-tailed it into the woods and tried to lose them, even though we hadn't done anything wrong. I don't think they even saw us, but it was fun pretending to be "on the run"
katie - April 28, 2004 - 11:51 AM - ℓ
Remember that time that I told you I had totally been warped into Star Wars and was totally a real Jedi and you totally didn't believe me and I was totally telling you the truth, and it totally pissed me off so I totally bailed on you and did I mention that we were totally stoned?
Cheryl - April 29, 2004 - 11:56 AM - ℓ
Dude, I could totally make something up. I'll get back to you on that.
Dewey Decimation - April 30, 2004 - 6:55 AM - ℓ
remember that time we mutually misattributed each other in the stacks?
John - April 30, 2004 - 12:21 PM - ℓ
Remember that time I came to guest lecture to your Medieval Japanese History class and I thought that you were making eyes at me, but it turned out that you were just trying to decide if the birthmark on my forehead looked more like Albania or North Vietnam?
Michael - May 1, 2004 - 1:01 AM - ℓ
Remember that time we kinda ran into each other in Paris? I was there stalking my then-boyfriend who was cheating on me with this Parisian fellow...oh, this makes me sad. Anyway, you helped me through it. You told me that he was no good for me anyway, you did. We laughed, we cried. We drank lots of red wine. Merci mille fois. Tu m'as bien aidé. Je me souviendrai de toi pour toujours.
Remember that time that you, me, and a bunch of other kids from school skipped class, went to the beach, and we all buried you up to your neck in the sand? You were SO MAD -- for all of two minutes!