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
mike doesn't pretend to be irish at the festival
so there was no talking you into wearing a kilt, but when i showed up with chaps and spurs as an alternate cosutme you couldn't resist. we danced some irish reals, you fliriting shamelessly till you had me beet red and laughing in stiches, and that was your only goal. you'r ornariness got us both soaked in ale, and we later passed our curled under a oak tree exchangeing toes of heroism via zelda
|Date:||November 12th, 2005 02:25 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: mike doesn't pretend to be irish at the festival
Maybe you wouldn't have been blushing so much if you'd let me wear pants under those chaps.
I'm surprised they didn't throw us out!