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, there was that time we skipped out on Wellspring because neither one of us wanted to be stuck as Preceptor anymore. Instead, we went to Niagara Falls, since I've always wanted to see if I could survive a trip over the falls in a barrel. And I probably would have made it, too, if it hadn't been for your prissy, I'm-afraid-to-take-any-kind-of-risk, prudish attitude. Then I wanted to go bungee-jumping, but NOOOOO... Mr. Sensible wouldn't let me do that, either. Even when I found a couple of red-headed Canadian hotties to distract you while I ran off to do the barrel thing, you were like, "I'm sorry ladies, I just don't go for that sort of thing."
What a stick in the mud you were. I'm never running off with you again.
(And I'm STILL stuck being Preceptor!)
The problem is that I've had my fair share of experience with red-headed Canadians. But yeah, I'm often a total stick in the mud. It's really kind of embarassing, which is why I try to impress people and pretend to not be so stick-in-the-muddy in general.
But damn straight about neither of us wanting to be stuck as preceptor!