They jumped off a bridge. What was I to do?

[mrissa]

I wasn't going to do this, but then greykev and scottjames did it, and if your high school friends do something you totally have to do it, right?

Whatever.

"If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you."

Comments

[madmanatw.livejournal.com]

Obviously I don't have much in the way of distant memories to draw from.

Getting a random IM from you one day, and having a nice chat.

(Also, an email conversation after a meme one or the other of us posted, a reply to which is still sitting in my "drafts" folder in gmail, because I got bogged down and never finished replying. It's been in there for months. I don't even remember what it's about, now.)

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

About memeishness, naturally!

I don't mind getting e-mails months late, and I also don't mind e-mails getting dropped if Life Intervenes. I am not easily offended on the e-mail front.

[madmanatw.livejournal.com]

And so I decided what the heck, dug out the email, finished it, and sent it off. :)

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Cool!