REAL Memories
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learnteachThis is an Inverse x2 of the fake memories.
I am leaving here REAL memories involving some of my LJ connections. Comments are screened; if you want to comment on an entry, declare it yours, correct it, respond with a different memory, please do!
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I remember the time we wowed the campfire with our Diamond making meeting and then our Barret's Privateers with full action imagery!
Or was it the time we performed in the morning a sweet impromptu Duet, that is still occasionally brought up? I hope we sing together sometime soon!
Your wedding where I played the music, and hit the wrong button, and got Darth Vader's theme from Star Wars (the original!) instead of the wedding march. Wow. I was embarrassed!
Or Your wedding, where I witnessed and then swept the circle open for you--after some of the most grueling negotiations I've ever been through?
Howsabout the time we fought, and I was so far from reality I thought I hit you 8 times, until someone explained the subtlety of your shieldwork to me! oops!
There was the lightning and rain at Pennsic, when I dropped into camp in minimal garb. Why are people from Boston cold blooded?
Not like the Yeti's of DC. Mongolian Barbeque in the Snow! The food was great, although I still think the chocolate syrup a bit cruel. You should have used caramel, it goes with my hair better!
Iron Butts for Boobs. Enough said of 2 wheeled Shenanigans.
Meeting you as the "safe" guy, and geeking out about your motorcycle. What an odd way to start a friendship.
That polka...
The museum of the 3rd Dimension in bavaria. Thanks again!
In a dark, noisy, musical crowded room, your cleavage is the second thing I noticed about you. The first was your laugh, the third your eyes. But you owned me completely the minute you adjusted my back, AND mentioned our mutual friend from England. Pity you had to go help your friend hunt cute knights. :)
Tai Chi explanations by the Lake at Great Western.
There was that night your roommate got drunk...but that story isn't really about you. But you were there. The question was, how awake were you?
Demo, Die, or Delegate--let's make it Degrease, Diet, and Delightful Exercise, OK? And the fun from that Black Knight tournament.
Meeting you at your first event EVER, that cute young college girl, and giving you a sword to make. Still fighting after all these years?
Getting the twins to run in planetary circles around you at a Darkwood event. Running with you at a Mists/Cynagua. Someday, dancing together.
The party at my house where you and that cute boy ignited the living room, and the party, by answering the question with a "Sure, why not?" Then meeting you, cute boy, later in uniform--hot hot hot!
Bike ride and Beer, Man!
Grabbing your butt in front of your girlfriend at the little party at C & J's.
Going to your graduation party, amplified ukelelies and all, where my 21 birthday hangover hit. Ow.
Whale Ballet.
Enough for now!
I am leaving here REAL memories involving some of my LJ connections. Comments are screened; if you want to comment on an entry, declare it yours, correct it, respond with a different memory, please do!
*****
I remember the time we wowed the campfire with our Diamond making meeting and then our Barret's Privateers with full action imagery!
Or was it the time we performed in the morning a sweet impromptu Duet, that is still occasionally brought up? I hope we sing together sometime soon!
Your wedding where I played the music, and hit the wrong button, and got Darth Vader's theme from Star Wars (the original!) instead of the wedding march. Wow. I was embarrassed!
Or Your wedding, where I witnessed and then swept the circle open for you--after some of the most grueling negotiations I've ever been through?
Howsabout the time we fought, and I was so far from reality I thought I hit you 8 times, until someone explained the subtlety of your shieldwork to me! oops!
There was the lightning and rain at Pennsic, when I dropped into camp in minimal garb. Why are people from Boston cold blooded?
Not like the Yeti's of DC. Mongolian Barbeque in the Snow! The food was great, although I still think the chocolate syrup a bit cruel. You should have used caramel, it goes with my hair better!
Iron Butts for Boobs. Enough said of 2 wheeled Shenanigans.
Meeting you as the "safe" guy, and geeking out about your motorcycle. What an odd way to start a friendship.
That polka...
The museum of the 3rd Dimension in bavaria. Thanks again!
In a dark, noisy, musical crowded room, your cleavage is the second thing I noticed about you. The first was your laugh, the third your eyes. But you owned me completely the minute you adjusted my back, AND mentioned our mutual friend from England. Pity you had to go help your friend hunt cute knights. :)
Tai Chi explanations by the Lake at Great Western.
There was that night your roommate got drunk...but that story isn't really about you. But you were there. The question was, how awake were you?
Demo, Die, or Delegate--let's make it Degrease, Diet, and Delightful Exercise, OK? And the fun from that Black Knight tournament.
Meeting you at your first event EVER, that cute young college girl, and giving you a sword to make. Still fighting after all these years?
Getting the twins to run in planetary circles around you at a Darkwood event. Running with you at a Mists/Cynagua. Someday, dancing together.
The party at my house where you and that cute boy ignited the living room, and the party, by answering the question with a "Sure, why not?" Then meeting you, cute boy, later in uniform--hot hot hot!
Bike ride and Beer, Man!
Grabbing your butt in front of your girlfriend at the little party at C & J's.
Going to your graduation party, amplified ukelelies and all, where my 21 birthday hangover hit. Ow.
Whale Ballet.
Enough for now!
