Play with me? (stolen from the fabulous alice23kate)

[roxy]

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, 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 on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

*roxy be all sparkly-eyed and anticipatey*

Comments

[dianehc.livejournal.com]

Ah, that weekend when we first met... Our over the top, gen-addicted writing instructor was so in need of a reset. I knew we'd fall in love the minute you glanced over your triple fudge-cappucino milkshake and laid out (in the sexiest whisper I've ever heard) your plan to convince him that slash was where it was at. To date, I remember it as the best workshop I've ever attended and grin whenever I read his latest Jex/Lason (What is he calling it now anyway?) fic.

I've already picked up my tickets for this year's workshop? Will you be there?

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Oh my lord, with bell's on--and promise me you'll heckle that pompous ass unmercifully?

Hmmm. With bells on... (may I ask "on what?")

[dianehc.livejournal.com]

On second thought, let me just use my imagination. Foxy roxymissrose all a jingle. MMMMhm. Nice.

Heckling asked and guaranteed.