April 27, 2004
alone in the moonlight
That memory meme that's running around LJ: wanna play with me?
Post a memory of me in the comments. It can be anything. Then post this to your journal and find out what people remember of you.
Posted by shock at April 27, 2004 04:49 PM
it was a party at the litehaus, and i just got this brief glimpse of you pulling russell into your bedroom and kicking the door shut...
mmm making the hansel and gretels at heather's reception. mmmmm.
also: torching the creme brulee at the zoo. breakin the LAW.
I think of you: I think of scones. Homemade scones on a Sunday morning, and very delicious, very desperately needed hot coffee.
Too many to count. But:
You twisting around on your back on a couch, your head in my lap, eyes wide and blue and innocent, your inner alien chittering at me sweetly.
Shopping in Aaardvark books on Church, looking through a collection of sci-fi erotica (I think) that included a story called Telepaths don't need safewords, and wondering at the incredible political incorrectness of such a concept.
breakfast on more than one occasion at Josie's (r.i.p.), a buncha other stuff.
is it cheating if i already wrote it down? there are lots more but my favourite is still the best.
"in my mind, you are still sitting by the window on a tall chair. red shoes tucked in neat against the rungs. red ribbon at your neck. [...] you were danger in that dress."
standing in your kitchen and feeling the loooove. :)
Standing on a deck in a park in Oakland, both of us wearing sarongs; it wasn't as cold as it might have been.
You and me at a table at Zuni, sitting very close and sharing our salads. You said, "Alice says salad can be eaten with one's fingers," and we did. Gloriously. Then riding back tipsy on Muni.