Baa, Baa, Baa

[ladysprite]

I really should write something meaningful and full of content here, all witty and informative about how life is going in West Virginia and all the truly bizarre cases I'm seeing here.

But I'm tired and achy and fighting a cough, and just a bit lonely and missing my friends. So instead I'm going to jump onto a great big meme-bandwagon, in the hopes of metaphorically warming myself up with happy memories. So.

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please (if you want) post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to come after you with a spatula, either way.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

Meme stolen from everyone, text stolen from someone who stole it from cadhla. Participation not mandatory, and all that....

Comments

[braider.livejournal.com]

Dancing together, many times. Sitting with you and Grafton to watch the Buffy sing-along, a year or two before I became part of the cast. (Wanna join the cast? We need folks!) Watching you show off Indian dance moves.