I give up - meme me

[essentialsaltes]

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now,(even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.

It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.

Comments

[richardabecker.livejournal.com]

I have never understood what drove you to stand up in front of everybody at that HP Lovecraft Film Festival and deliver a glaring-eyed, foaming-mouthed, 20-minute sermon about what a sap Lovecraft was, how much the Cthulhu Mythos sucks, and how much everybody there needed to get a life and stop making five-for-a-nickel movies about seafood demons from beyond outer space. I was as dumbfounded as anybody else was, though I admit I wish I'd brought a video camera. Particularly when you set fire to a $500 collectible Necronomicon (belonging to Ramsey Campbell, no less) and screamed, "COME AND GET ME, PISSHOLES! YOUR ELDER GODS ARE DINGLEBERRIES ON THE ANUS OF HORROR FICTION!! POPPY Z. BRITE FOREVERR!!!"

The Poppy Brite tattoo was kind of nice, though. Painful place to have it...