A meme I like, for y'all
Sep. 19th, 2003 12:40 amIt's been making the rounds. This version of the text taken from Vicka and Very Lightly Modified from there.
Add a comment to this journal telling me what you remember about first meeting me (online most certainly counts; if you have a choice between online and in person, I'll request the most amusing :-) I'll try to respond to each comment with my memories of you.
And, of course, if you like it, try it in your own journal.
Add a comment to this journal telling me what you remember about first meeting me (online most certainly counts; if you have a choice between online and in person, I'll request the most amusing :-) I'll try to respond to each comment with my memories of you.
And, of course, if you like it, try it in your own journal.
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Date: 2003-09-18 10:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-18 10:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-18 10:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-18 10:23 pm (UTC)And House Sable Swan was the quest.
I asked for your name. You wrote it for me, illegibly. It took years for me to actually find out what your last name was.
I still love that cape.
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Date: 2003-09-18 10:26 pm (UTC)It took me several more years to actually find House Sable Swan [and I've only now remembered why I made a mental note to myself at that time!]
My handwriting has actually deteriorated, if you can believe that :)
*grin*
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Date: 2003-09-18 11:14 pm (UTC)But the first meeting that I can recall, where you didn't fall into the mass of humanity, was at my first Baitcon, when you welcomed me to the site, standing on the lengthy driveway at the previous location.
And I had a wonderful time. 8^)
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Date: 2003-09-18 11:23 pm (UTC)We didn't have conference rooms or interview rooms. That would have been too "old economy." We were expanding too fast for that sort of thing. So I interviewed you in this windowless stub of a hallway that had doors to us, some other company, and the elevator lobby. There were no chairs, of course. You probably sat on the floor, and I probably tried sitting for a while, then gave up and paced.
I remember nothing about our interview, except exiting that stub of hallway, with a line like: "One more thing. Doesn't anyone confuse you with jailbait@apocalypse.org?"
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Date: 2003-09-18 11:26 pm (UTC)(I wasn't living up here while Cafe Liberty was open and only went to the downtown one once or twice.)
Glad you had fun.
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Date: 2003-09-18 11:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-18 11:36 pm (UTC)(I had been hearing your name since probably you first joined the elboid community... I think at least since the end of the 1980s.)
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Date: 2003-09-19 12:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-19 12:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-19 12:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-19 01:26 am (UTC)I can't believe it was the first time...
Date: 2003-09-19 02:50 am (UTC)Being rotten with names and faces, I'm used to the "We must have met before and they must remember it better than I do." feeling, but this time I also had an additional helping of "What an incredibly cool welcome regardless!"
You made quite an impression (even if it might have possibly been a second one.
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Date: 2003-09-19 04:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-19 04:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-19 04:44 am (UTC)(so that's around ... 6 years? at a guess?)
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Date: 2003-09-19 04:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-19 04:55 am (UTC)Summer Flea, 1996. I was 18. You were intrigued. Your hands were all over me. I liked it. :)
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Date: 2003-09-19 04:58 am (UTC)Oh my god, that was a long time ago. At least two lives ago, maybe three.
I like this meme, I'll have to put it in my LJ too.
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Date: 2003-09-19 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-19 05:46 am (UTC)Geez I feel old. :)
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Date: 2003-09-19 05:50 am (UTC)Now I really feel old!
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Date: 2003-09-19 06:05 am (UTC)