Everyone Else Is Doing It

[active_apathy]

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a completely and utterly made up and fictional memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - but it must be fake, fictional or false.

When you're finished, post this in your journal and be surprised by what people don't really remember about you/

Lurkers, casual readers, and others: You're allowed to comment too. (Like every other post, for that matter.)

And my sorting, refiling, updating and editing is all of half done. Fortunately, by weeding out duplicates, misnamed tracks and damaged files, the list is now a mere 726. Yay me!

Comments

[eighthcloud.livejournal.com]

Who are you? We've never met. Why are you on my friends list?

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

You're supposed to make up a memory, not make up amnesia. :)

[suitcasegnome.livejournal.com]

Hey, remember the time we tried to smuggle a HUGE bag or Doritos into the south of France just to see if we could? and we got caught and the customs official put us in a jail cell with a bunch of pickpockets for the night and when we tried to leave we had no ID left since the pickpockets stole it all and we couldn't tell which since there were so many so we basically had to drift across the Atlantic on a piece of wood to get me back home? Yeah, I've decided I'm not so keen on smuggling Doritos anymore. :P

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

It's worse now. Apparently there's Weight Watchers patrols that continually monitor the coastlines to make sure that chip mules can't bring illicit snackish cargoes into their country.

[bionic-sheep.livejournal.com]

I remember that time you told me you were pregnant with my dead father's child to get back at me because I'd accidentally put your Take That CD in the wrong case.

Yeah, you were in a pretty bad mood that day.

:(

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

...

You can tell this is made up simply because I have never had, and will never have, a Take That CD. *nods authoritatively*

[daphyn.livejournal.com]

Remember that time we ...

Ah, I'm not creative enough for this and my roommate's rat ate half the babies she had yesterday :/

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Um... that's different.

[aurora-z.livejournal.com]

Oh my crap, remember the time we pulled that train heist, but then something went terribly wrong because it turned out that the new guy in our Caper group was actually an escaped homocidal mental patient and tried to eat our eyeballs as we held up all the passengers? Oh man, it took forever to wrestle that guy to the ground, and we didn't have anything to tie him up with, but then you happened to have some handcuffs with you. So I was like, "Um, why do you have a pair of handcuffs?" And you were all, "Excuse me, are you going to question the person with the handcuffs? 'Cause I have another pair with your name all over 'em!"

I was quiet after that.

But then you bought me an ice cream sundae to make up for snapping at me and we were cool. It was a really good sundae, too. Mmmmm, hot fudge.

Remember that? I do....

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

They still do have your name all over them, written with a permanent marker.

Um... I mean...

ice cream!

[herekittykitty.livejournal.com]

You and me, at the bar. And this big guy starts talking crap about the Alliance, and we had to kick his ass by hitting him over the head with a barstool. Well, we couldn't take everyone, and they ran us outside. It was just us on the edge of the cliff- and our navigator flew up in the ship and saved us! Those were some great times.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Um... the Alliance is bad.

[perfect-beaker.livejournal.com]

That time in Shanghai, when I had been found out as a spy, and I had escaped and was running through the streets, clad only in an ankle shackle dragging a broken chain and a shift that had sweated transparent in all the right places. I ran to the first American face I saw, it was you, you believed my story and took me to your hotel room, found a way to remove my shackle; you nursed my wounds and bathed me, got me clothes and food. I gave you the code to take to the embassy in case we were found and I was killed. You cradled me in your arms as I slipped into my first real sleep for days, and I awoke hours later and we made sweet passionate love on the satin sheets. While you were showering, I had to slip away to complete my mission, but I never forgot your kindness. You helped me save the world, and your country thanks you. Perhaps someday you'll awake to find me beside you again, and I pray you're never slotted for assassination, because then I would be forced to deny my orders, and we would have to defect to a safer place.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Umm... I'm not any kind of American, and my country isn't about to save anything, much less the world. :)

Now, the bit you don't know is that I'm a freelance agent of a number of private concerns, and that code allowed for a goodly bit of what was there to be moved out before the place went boom. I'm sure they'll be setting up the conference call with their demands soonish.

[channonyarrow.livejournal.com]

I remember that time we met entirely by accident in Oaxaca, Mexico - you remember, you thought I was the completely dodgy assassin you were supposed to meet - he reminded us later of John Hurt and Keanu Reeves in I Love You To Death - but really, I was just there to meet the drug dealer. And check out the beaches, of course. Also, you were surprised that I was so short, after spending all that time on LJ talking about how tall I am, but then again, you were wearing Keds and I've always thought that you had a shoe collection to rival Imelda Marcos'. I really don't think I would have recognised you except that you had your lucky Marvin Snape antenna topper that you'd put on the antenna of that rental car. Was it a Mini Cooper or an Austin? I don't remember that part, unfortunately.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

I get to think that pretty much everyone is short. *nods some*

But yes! I remember that assassin. Not worth a single peso, the way he got himself picked up by the federales just for getting out of bed with a shifty expression.

*sigh*

It's hard to find good killers these days.

[theshadowlurker.livejournal.com]

Remember that time you died?

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

I got stabbed! Right here.

[nekoama.livejournal.com]

OMGOMGOMG

Remember that time, I don't remember how long ago it was, but remember that time we were having icecream outside and out of nowhere this dragqueen came up and asked you to marry him? I don't know how you could forget, the lad was dressed in a ballgown with pink hair and kept petting your cheek.
But remember how you put your icecream down his dress? He FREAKED. Ran out into the street, got hit by a car, the accident blocked up the road and stalled an ambulance? Well you know? I read in the paper after that that the ambulance had been trying to get to a guy with a heartproblem, when he died his daughter swore vengence, killed the wrong man in rage a year later, and he ended up being the only one with the genetic key to solving cancer, but now he's at the bottom of the ocean. WE'VE SAVED CANCER.

Oh, no, wait. That was with Emily, not you. Gosh.

Uh...

Remember that one time? With the person, at the place, doing the thing? It was totally verb.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

*blink* Um, ok.

...

did I mention your icon amuses me?

[laurenmitchell.livejournal.com]

I remember when we finally met after all the endless comment threads, quotes, and bizarre LJ entries. You came to visit me in Melbourne, and I was showing you around the city, and you were convinced that Federation Square was actually a Reaver ship in disguise.

Burning that place to the ground was the best thing anyone's ever done in the name of architecture.



(By the way, this post awaits your attention. I'm trying to build my Christmas list.)

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

I may have to strike a blow for waterways, too, and use explosives to try to fix that 'river' of yours. *nods some*

I did this meme first, nyer nyer XP

[maggiebloome.livejournal.com]

What about that time when we got utterly drunk and went wandering on the streets, forgetting it was Mardi gras day, and got stuck on a float with a bunch of drag queens by accident? You looked really funny in those chain fishnet stockings, and I didn't get all the feathers out of my hair for weeks.

Re: I did this meme first, nyer nyer XP

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

What were you putting in those drinks, anyway?

[crackedwraith.livejournal.com]

I remember the one time we laced a friend's cake with arsenic and then made the birthday candles explosive.

But then the whale ate it, instead, and died.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Poor whale.

It was big and white, as I recall. And it had the most curious scar inside its mouth.

[deepfishy.livejournal.com]

Remember that time we broke into a church and started swinging on the bell ropes, and we accidentally raised an army of the dead? And we were all "GRR, ARGH!, Gonna take over the world!!!", only they were really bad zombie minions and the only thing that saved us was the little packets of salt you'd stolen from the cafe we had breakfast at.

Man, we stood in that little salt circle for five hours before help arrived, and by the end of it my elbows had gone to sleep. Good times, good times!

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes. 5 hour hugs are interesting.

Zombies have quite the way of bringing people closer to their friends.

[packbat.livejournal.com]

I'd post something, but all I can remember is that time you were accidentally elected President of the UN. I still think they should have kept you anyway.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

I went from U.N. President to Unpresident in the space of a recount. *weeps*

Oh well. Running a worldwide criminal organisation at the same time would've been a bit of a conflict of interest.

[ryttu3k.livejournal.com]

Oh! Remember when we were at that Kylie Minogue concert together and you got trampled in the pre-teen stampede?

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

I surely do. They flooded forward, and while I was busily avoiding the rush of feet someone nicked off with the rifle.

Ruined a perfectly good plan, they did.

[eighthcloud.livejournal.com]

Remember that time that you turned me into a newt?!

What? I got better!

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Are you calling me a...

Oh. Wait. That'd hardly be news, would it? :)

[jennisis.livejournal.com]

Remember that one time when we first met on a train from Bern to Venice, and I accidentally let slip my plans to seize the Danish throne? You offered me a chocolate and wondered why anyone would want to rule Denmark when there were so many other countries that would better benefit from an evil despot. You convinced me that instead, we should strategize a slow but deliberate plan that led to world domination and a joint venture with China to terraform habitable planets in outer space.

Unfortunately, once I stepped off the train, I tripped on the Bridge of Tears and feel into a canal. We both laughed so hard, we forgot our plans and instead bought lemon ices and Carnivale masks and then went our separate ways.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Wait... that sounds like...

OMGWTFBtVS! Joss was sitting right behind us on the train! And we didn't even notice?!