I have a game for you to play with me!
But first, an update:
I had yet another job interview yesterday for the same position. It was funny because on the weekend, a friend of mine rang me up to tell me all this gossip about the woman who would be heading the department I'd be working in. She told me that she'd heard the woman was bossy etc etc and that people left when she joined.
I like to take people at face value so I tried not to let those comments turn me off. When I met the aforementioned woman yesterday, I thought she was fine and quite nice. I mean, I can't tell what she'd be like to work with, but I like the sound of the job and the company and I'm not going to be put off by hearsay.
Tommorow hubby goes for his PET scan which will help to determine the dose and pattern of radation therapy. I hope it's all going to be minimal.
By the way, I still have links to update - so don't be offended if I'm currently not linking to you!
Anyway, here's a game which I stole from the always entertaining Carol:
RULES
"If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment here on my blog 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 leaving your comment, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you! "
14 comments:
Do you remember that time you flew to Miami just to hand-deliver a post card? I had to explain how the mail really works, and we had a good laugh.
Remember when we were on our high school choir trip (in 12th grade) in Germany, in the Rhineland, when you told everyone how jealous you were that I kissed your best friend Mary Ellen, and then you wouldn't speak to me or her for the rest of the trip, and then how at our ten-year high school reunion I told you I'd only done it to make you jealous, but that I'd actually liked you all along, even though I'd ended up marrying Mary Ellen right after high school, and got divorced after three years when she ran off with another woman. Remember?
I can't believe you brought this up because I was going to mention how I accidentally ended up in Australia last year. I was headed for New Zealand but a blizzard forced up to land in Australia. For some reason you were in the airport wandering around in your shorts and sandals looking quite disoriented. I recognized you at once. You took me back to your place and showed me your pet Wombat. Remember he bit my index finger right off? You wanted to take me to the hospital but I didn't have any medical insurance so you sewed it back on yourself using a needle and thread then gave me a shit load of antibiotics and pain killers. I wanted to kill your wombat but your husband started to cry so I left him alone. That was a lot of fun.
You and I, on your 21st birthday, engaged in a long and passionate evening of mango soufflé baking.
It was exquisite.
I remember when we were in primary school, both playing the violin for the school orchestra.
I was better than you at it and so you broke my bridge and I got blamed for it and kicked off the team.
It still burns everytime I think about it. I could have been a star but for your folly...
(note: I always prefer to judge for myself too because the qualities I prefer in people aren't always what others prefer...like my gyn, whom her staff hated because she was so blunt, to the point, and honest...and whom I loved because she was so blunt, to the point, and honest)
andrew andrew - that's right! I was sooo confused about the whole thing. I'm glad you explained. Life is so much easier now.
tomc - you ruined everything with that dumb decision! How *could* you? Life would've turned out so differently if only you hadn't gone and done that.
Barbara - that's right. The poor wombat died last year, actually. His name was Alfred and he was my friend. It made me very, very sad.
Sorry about the finger, btw.
Deemacgee - oh god, remember the foodgasms we had all night long? Wow, that was some night. Hmmmmm *drools*
Fudge - don't lie, dammit, I know it was you who snipped half the horsehairs on my bow and stole my shoulder rest. And I was better than you, dammit! I deserved to be first violin. I ended up being made to leave too. And that snotty girl, Mary, ended up being the leader of the orchestra. I was so pissed off!
Kira - oh so true. Yep -I agree.
S.C - yes, that's right - I took a liking to roulette and made some crazy moves like betting all my chips on red 24. It paid off!
Ldjay - yeah, some of those Egyptian men can be rather sexy. Actually, I never told you, but we ended up making love all night - geez he was great in the sack - even though it was rather difficult with my broken leg. But it did help to take away some of the pain. He was yummy.
Do you remember the time I talked you into going rabbit hunting, and you found you rather liked bunny, until Meryl Streep wandered in, going on about how the Dingo had got her bunny, and Sharon Stone took your bunny and boiled it, and Elmer Fudd gave up Duck Season for Wabbit Hunting. Remember that?
I can't believe that was ldjay that time in Egypt!
That was an amazing time on the pyramids, Jezzy. I'll never forget how limber you were despite the broken leg. That little move you made...just to the right...yeah, right there...
Oh, my.
Bugs - yes, rabbits and bunnies, hmmm, I do remember that!
NWJR - my, oh, my - nope I can't forget that move either. What a wonderful time we had. *looks wistful and faints*
JJ - yeah, it was a fantastic experience even though it was so sad. I guess that's what turned us to the drink. But you know, just to see the looks on the nun's faces - it was worth it!
OMG Jezzy remember our 10 year high school reunion? We drove there in a car you borrowed from Ramone. Anyway, since we were living in L.A. and our lives weren't that interesting at the time, we decided to lie to everyone at the reunion to make our lives seem better.
Ahh, they never did believe that we had invented post-its. Good times.
remember that time i recognised you in the street from one of the photos on your blog? Oh, no, you wouldn't, I decided to not bother saying hello...haha ;)
all the best for your hubby hey, totally sucky situation.
tonch - oh totally. And we ran into that guy I used to think was such a geek - Sandy - and he turned out to be really rich. That was fun. Shame our cover was blown though.
wintervacation - lol! stalker! and thanks. x
Remember that time we got in a car with those two drunk guys who said they'd take us to a bush party, and they pulled over and expected us to put out for them even though they were gross and drunk and we ran and hid in a cornfield so they stole your purse and your bottle of Jack Daniels and drove off and left us there and we had to hitch-hike home?
I never knew NWJR could be so mean. Did you ever end up getting your purse back from him?
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