velvetechos ([personal profile] velvetechos) wrote2004-10-12 10:45 pm

Taken from [livejournal.com profile] calicoaster

Post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want.

Then post this to your journal.
See what people remember about you.

[identity profile] wannabelikemike.livejournal.com 2004-10-12 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Vacuums... And shoes by the door... *adjusts halo*

[identity profile] sed.livejournal.com 2004-10-12 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm torn between what happened about ten minutes ago when you bowed down like a japanese emperor and started discussing with me your plans, and the time you came to my house and we watched A Certain Sacrifice, and I made you a ghetto peppermint mocha. The latter was the first time I ever really had a guest of mine as a friend. (Boyfriends don't count.)

[identity profile] whatinthehell.livejournal.com 2004-10-12 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
The only time I ever saw you was when you and Sony were at Goodwill and I talked to you guys for a couple of minutes. You struck me as being rather like the odd couple. And there was the time when I saw you at Moxie Java, but I wasn't sure it was you so I was too chicken to say hello!

[identity profile] rbeaubrite.livejournal.com 2004-10-12 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
A memory of the Ki..hmm..the first time I met you at Oblivia Nation....or the first night I hung out with you and the ye old crowd at the Flying M.

[identity profile] rbeaubrite.livejournal.com 2004-10-12 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
AND the time we walked around The Co-Op a million times before you picked out your present for Heather!

[identity profile] angelwind.livejournal.com 2004-10-13 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
Does seeing your car and knowing it was you before I saw you get out of your car count?

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_esw_dragoon_77/ 2004-10-13 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
I remember the time you found my journal and gave me a 'Yo.'

[identity profile] britlover.livejournal.com 2004-10-13 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
Hmmm. Let me think. I remember whatching the Minds Eye video with you at the Rainbow Motel and laughing so hard at "the bubble people" that the manager had to tell us to be quiet.