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[Feb. 25th, 2006|12:00 am] |
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Tonight, today, I did stuff. (Friends only. Comment to be added.)
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 COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people could ACTUALLY remember about you.
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'Tis well and good. Welcome to my newer journal, old friend.
Hello. Your old journal is still on my friends list, but I decided to add this journal. So, add me?
Oh, sure. I haven't heard from you in a long time... Hi.
Hello and thanks for adding me. :)
No problem. Feel free to... uh... do whatever you are obliged to do with the access you have to my journal. Or something.
Sorry, I'm not going to make up a fictional story about you and I, but I do want to just leave you a note saying I think you're a sweet girl, and you've got a good head on your shoulders, and you can take solace in the fact that 95% of the idiots in stupid_free just find people to pick on to make themselves feel better about the fact that their lives are lived sitting on the Internet. I wish you well in all that you do, and honestly, good luck with your future. You're a smart girl and I think you'll honestly get far. :)
...okay. I was already aware of that. Just for the record, though... I'm a guy.
I'm sorry... I was just giving you a compliment... :-/
And I apologize, I assumed you were female because the majority of LJ users are, so I jumped to that conclusion by default.
Haha. Nothing to be sorry about. Even when people know what I look like, they make that mistake. 'Kutera' might also appear feminine because of the 'a'. In any case, thank you.
I'm a bit shy and awkward, so I tend to apologize a lot. Sorry 'bout that.
And you're very welcome.
I know what you mean. I act similarly, sometimes.
I just wanted to say, if you want to type in italics, go for it. Obviously anyone who had even a remote life outside of the computer couldn't care less about how you choose to type. Although I have to admit, people who type in all caps or "lyke dis" get on my nerves, but your method is easy to read and not annoying at all. I just don't see why everyone is having a heart attack over it.
Thank you. Don't worry, though. I've dealt with much worse, so this sort of thing isn't a big deal to me.
![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/32597656/6232057) | From: twistedeidolon 2007-06-03 07:07 pm (UTC)
Am I going to be the first one to play along? | (Link)
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Storming into the forest, I dragged the night down about me, relishing the delicious dark. I was impatient for revenge... Sure enough, as the colour was leached from the sky, you gathered yourself before me. A streak of air some metres ahead shimmered, thickened, absorbed. The first thing that solidified was your taunting smile. The trees strained to hear my sharp intake of breath.
![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/81744577/9142121) | From: kutera 2007-06-03 07:12 pm (UTC)
Nah, this entry used to be a screened one. | (Link)
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Are you attempting to become my friend?
That... and I wanted an excuse to write.
![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/81744577/9142121) | From: kutera 2007-06-05 12:12 am (UTC)
Boom ba boom boom boom. | (Link)
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Ah, okay. Well, sure.
I saw you on capslock friday and your italic typing is AWESOME. It brings a much needed air of menace to the community. That being said. I remember that time you and I went driving, driving in your car, and we sped so fast I felt like I was drunk. The city lights laid out before us, and your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder...I had a feeling that I belonged. I had a feeling that I could be someone. Then I found out you had a fast car, but I had the job that paid all the bills. After a few weeks, the novelty of the fast car didn't seem worth the gas bill, and we pawned it for grocery money.
Oooh. Thank you. Do you want to be my friend?
The night was light and the day was dark. Joy was pain and sorrow was bliss. It was in this world that I met you.
Do you remember that day? When I told you I loved you And then jumped off of the edge into a vortex of rain? Can you remember? ....Will you?
I remember the time when we were stranded on an island together. You kept suggesting we make coconut bras, shell necklaces, and grass skirts. And after you had already made an outfit for us both, you wore yours and hula'd around me insisting that I join you. Looking back, I wish I had joined you.
Dunno if you remember me...But add meh if your still around or if you want. | |
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