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Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Memories.

Following in the footsteps of my wise younger brother, Jonathon:

"If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, please post a memory of you & me. It can be anything you want; be it good or bad, just so long as it happened. Then, post this to your journal. See what people remember about you..."

1 comment:

Jonathon said...

I have two...

1) At your apartment because mom and dad were out of town, you left for a bit to go get something signed by Joan fucking Jett. I imagine at the time you were probably upset that you didn't get to go see her. I think you should have just brought us with you.

2) And this is really the first one that came to mind. I remember walking into your bedroom at the Tavern Oaks house without knocking, and seeing clothes strewn about and you in bed with a girl. I was convinced that I had just witnessed the aftermath of sex, not just a bedroom that was as messy as mine soon would be.