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!

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[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.