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[penfield]

Apparently, there's this thing on LiveJournal called a "meme." I don't know what the word means, or even how to pronounce it. (When I say it in my head, I pronounce it "mee-mee," like an excited affirmation of self, as if everything else on these LiveJournals isn't saltwater taffy for narcissists.) Experts tell me that a meme is a kind of survey that gets passed around from journal to journal. It's like the clap, without the painful burning sensation.

Anyway, I saw this one recently, and it seems like a reasonable opportunity for a test-drive. Thanks to noasylumhere.

Comment with your name, and I will:

1. tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
2. say something that only makes sense to you and me.
3. tell you my first memory of you.
4. tell you what animal you remind me of.
5. tell you something that I've always wondered about you.

Comments

Can I answer?

[jatchwa.livejournal.com]

1. I Will Survive
2. Damn, it feels good to be a pot roast
3. Brunch
4. You don't remind me of an animal.
5. I've always wondered why you didn't get a slightly smaller TV.

Re: Can I answer?

[enchanted-pants.livejournal.com]

Close, here and there.

1. "The Hustle." And "Damn It Feels Good to be a Gangsta," Mr. Pot Roast.
2. You've ruined the phrase "sex sandwich" for me, forever. (Not that I planned on getting a great deal of use out of it.)
3. You took me aside in the CT office to invite me to brunch, and I wondered for the first time if I was being asked out by a guy.
4. A giraffe, because you're so bony.
5. Is he going to run for public office someday?

Re: Can I answer?

[jatchwa.livejournal.com]

I wonder about No. 5 myself. Probably not, though. And not for a minute did I think that it would appear I was hitting on you, or I would have made some pathetic attempt to prove my heterosexuality.

Re: Can I answer?

[jatchwa.livejournal.com]

I was providing my answers to my view of you. In other words, "I Will Survive" is the song that makes me think of you. And our brunch together is my first memory of you. Unless, "Jason, there should only be one page nine" occured first.