November 11th, 2005
|05:09 pm - A short meme|
Those who know me well know that my life isn't actually real, anyway.
Well, at least a good 1/2 of it isn't. I don't think. Actually, I do think it is, but others might disagree.
So, in light of that, as I was crusing through LJ in my first moment of free time in over 24 hours, I was pleased to see this meme on edelweiss68's LJ:
Please comment with a *fake* memory of you and me together.
Please participate, because it appears I'm coming back to work on Sunday, and I'll need some amusing stories to remember.
Even at time and a half, I'm not sure this is worth it. Good thing I scheduled vacation for Monday, purely on accident.
Current Mood: relaxed
Current Music: "Piece of Work", -JB
Well, I was going to post a fake one, but I liked this one so much I thought I would cheat.
Do you remember that one time when we got lost after hiking Tar Hollow and wound up in Tuscon, Ohio? And we ran into that rowdy bunch of sailors at the general store who later turned out to be genuine pirates? I hadn't even known there WAS a river there, let alone that river piracy was the source of that crazy town's income, but I swear I will never forget. It was brilliant how you traded them that extra bottle of mead for a chance to sail with them that night, and even more brilliant how we got to wear sexy pirate clothes and brandish REAL machetes. We spent all night and well into the next day pillaging unsuspecting small-towns nearby, which got pillaged pretty often but fortunately (for us) never learned their lesson.
It was the most ravishing night of our lives (no pun intended) and we both got the Jolly Roger insignia tattooed on secret parts of our body... oh man, I have a huge grin on my face just thinking about it.
And the best part, of course, was that upon getting home so late, we didn't tell ANYBODY what had happened... so we now we both have secret tattoos and quiet plans to slip back to Tuscon again when no one's looking.
I think the best part about the night was how we figured out how to make the tattoos fit together like that. I mean, everything just *fits* there, doesn't it?
Well, my half of the Jolly Roger is just waiting to be reunited with yours, baby.
That WAS very clever. I still find it kind of hard to believe, in fact. We should test and see if it still works.
Ha har! ;D
What are you doing tonight?
Good, moral healthy things.
But that's nothing.