Straight from the lj of
amelia_eve:
If you comment...
1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll name something we should do together.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
You can specify which you want answered. Otherwise I'll pick two or three at random. And you should post this in your lj, if you feel like it, but far be it from me to insist or anything.
If you comment...
1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll name something we should do together.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
You can specify which you want answered. Otherwise I'll pick two or three at random. And you should post this in your lj, if you feel like it, but far be it from me to insist or anything.
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Date: 2006-04-12 06:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-12 10:31 pm (UTC)5. My clearest memory of you: this isn't a memory at all, it's more like a fantasy! But it's based on something you once said to me. I dream of meeting you for the first time at a party, where you are talking earnestly of mushrooms, and I am instantly enamoured.
4. something that make sense to us two (though it could also souble as an appropriate quote!): I confess I feel deeply troubled when I consider how unusually delicate and insubstantial the moon is. The moon, as everyone knows, is usually made in Hamburg, and they make a complete hash of it. I’m surprised that the English don’t do something about it. The moon is manufactured by a lame cooper, and it’s obvious the idiot has no idea what it should be made of. The materials he uses are tarred rope and linseed oil. That’s why there’s such a terrible stink all over the earth, which makes us stop our noses up. Nikolai Gogol