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Post a (real) memory of me.
It can be anything you want.
Then post this to your journal.
See what people remember of you.



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Aug. 18th, 2004 11:21 pm (UTC)
Even though I was several blocks away, the first memory that came to my head was when you turned onto the railroad tracks and drove down them thinking that it was a road. HAHAHA....

Can I post 2? Because I just thought of another....

Your bag of candy that had multiplying fuzzy hearts and bears inside! I was so freaked out.

I could go on and on and on and....
Aug. 19th, 2004 05:04 am (UTC)
Being cast in a part of your film as the role of bouncer at the Canal Street Tavern (i think). I didn't look tough enough apparently so you gave me your leather jacket to wear and told me to be angry. I then got to say something along the lines of 'No ID no entry!' to two people and tried, I suspect unsuccesfully, to look menacing. The whole trip to and from that shoot was surreal, I think we were parked several blocks away and I recall skipping and running around the streets of Dayton .. though for the life of me I can't remember why. The car ride to & fro I was stuffed in a car filled with a bunch of gear and grumpy film geeks.

Also remember our ongoing running gag argument of 'Film is dead'. (it is, you know. :) )
Aug. 19th, 2004 10:28 am (UTC)
Re: Memories
I gave you a t-shirt to wear too. It said "FUCK SEPTA" in giant letters (which was actually the back of the shirt; the front said "Bike, Skate or Walk" -- and I probably still have that shirt lying around here somewhere).
Aug. 22nd, 2004 03:15 am (UTC)
I have one vague memory of you going through North Hall with a couple of guys that were punks as well, laughing very loud and remembering thinking what a happy person you seemed...this sticks out in my mind because I was emotionally wrapped up in someone while I was sleeping with someone else and I was an emotional basketcase at the time. That's probably too much information, but I just remember that because I felt very envious at the time.
Aug. 22nd, 2004 06:44 am (UTC)
I'm envious of how carefree I was back then.

It all ended far too soon.
Aug. 23rd, 2004 05:13 am (UTC)
S. W. Randall's
I remember meeting you after school and hanging around in Squirrell Hill. We used to go to Randall's and check out the toys. There was that bearded guy that worked there and used to follow us around periodically. In retrospect he was probably making sure I didn't lift anything, but he was always polite and friendly to us.
Aug. 23rd, 2004 08:53 am (UTC)
Re: S. W. Randall's
Leave it to you ...

Yet another story from our shared past that I have zero recollection of.

I swear I didn't start doing heavy drugs until years after we broke up!
Aug. 25th, 2004 03:25 am (UTC)
Re: S. W. Randall's
Besides the fact that I did a lot tamer drugs than you, I also took our final breakup differently than you. I had more time to obsess. Besides, I've always been a sentimental old coot :-)
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