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

[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.

[perfect-beaker.livejournal.com]

Well, you did say fictional ;)