If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now (even if we don't speak often or ever), 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 in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.
...too good to miss; you guys are creative. ;)
In other news, I wrote a haiku today. It goes a little something like this:
Nothing-all thing calls
Crammed between two classes each
Inspiring, I know. And yes, it's to eltea. Because we did that today. Again. Teh gud tiemz. 8D
The only other occurrence of interest in the remainder of my day was that my history professor used my latest assignment as an example of what NOT to do, i.e. repeat the prompt and back it up with evidence. Hey, man. If you hadn't given us a zillion pages of reading the day I was going to go see Twelfth Night, maybe I woulda had time to make up an argument.
No, he's totally justified; I realized right after printing it that I had absolutely nothing to say in that paragraph. XD
Yup, that's it. For real this time.