goldfish brain

[devi]

It's Friday afternoon again. That means I'm supervising students doing coursework. Which means I can spod but only concentrate for three seconds at a time. Which means... memes!

I like the memory one. What's the first memory that comes to mind when you think of me? Tell me about it.

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[erming.livejournal.com]

Probably going for a walk in the country, staying at Sam's parents. Going cider hunting around the place.

I quite enjoyed the day though I walked my poor little feet off. Shame about the cows though.

Might not be the best of memories for you though.

[strange-powers.livejournal.com]

It's probably hugging you goodbye at d_sameboy's party in Leighton Buzzard, after you got excited about the fake painting, or maybe you and verlaine duetting Fairytale of New York at the Karaoke Box.

[ceb.livejournal.com]

Very brightly-coloured socks and big pointy awards.

[philipstorry.livejournal.com]

Mmmm. Breasts... *drools*

Ooops. Sorry. Just typed the first thing that came into mind. And it's nothing personal - breasts are just often the first thing to come into a man's mind. They're not really a memory, though, so not quite what you asked for. (I tend not to memorise women's breasts. They're not, in my experience, a very useful tool for establishing identity.)

Sorry. No memories really jump out at me. I have to actually think about it, which means that my mind (methodical and boring as it is) throws up my actual first memory involving you - that'd be meeting you for the first time in the Shakespeare's Head. That was a couple of years ago, I think. As memories go, it's hardly enthralling stuff to tell of. There will not, I fear, be large queues of people waiting for me to retell this particular memory, hanging on my every word.

Not interesting at all, really.

Unlike breasts...

(It's friday. Let me have my fun!)

[kiaransalyn.livejournal.com]

The Portland Arms in Cambridge and thinking 'she's pretty.'

[iresprite.livejournal.com]

Visiting innanajones and gothwalk and meeting you. Hearing about your experience with RMS. Finding out you were a really cool linux chick. Minor crush. ;) And I believe we've determined you were the one who made the Leonard Cohen minidisc for me.

Yay!

[rhodri.livejournal.com]

"Panic on the streets of London..."

[natural20.livejournal.com]

Outside DCU one day when we were waiting for a Strange Things event that never happened. You were complaining about the college's attitude towards newsgroups...

[mooism.livejournal.com]

Lots come flooding in all at once. All from last year, up until a year ago. I remember not quite being able to believe what was happening, and being anxious that maybe it wasn’t…

I’m not sure I should really go into great depth in public.

I still feel a bit guilty about your bag getting stolen.

[alfaguru.livejournal.com]

I remember, as if it were only a week or two ago, you friending me and me friending you back. Torrid times, but we were so much younger then.

[mzdt.livejournal.com]

I guess it would be idly following links from comments, and working out you were the person who had caused me to google 'that nice launderette' in order to locate a certain nameless pub...

ooh, and that kasku spotted you were on my friends list too...

[skorpionuk.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, good question. I probably first met you at a mono thing, and I probably thought, "Oooh, blue thing! Nice!", depending on state of inebriation. And, naturally, that you're very pretty. And, possibly, that you managed somehow to be even shorter than me!

[lostcarpark.livejournal.com]

Hmmm... I remember at a pub in Abbey Street (now closed) at a meeting of the ISFA (now disbanded) noticing you surrounded by lots of people less shy than me and thinking, "she's cute."

[hddod.livejournal.com]

Hello!

Jammin'.

[casca-2u.livejournal.com]

Not having met you in real life, the first memory is of your blue bottle fly icon, and your posting in the writerly community.

Would be great to catch up with you and verlaine at a pub one day :-)

[kasku.livejournal.com]

We haven't made any yet! But I always remember those photos from your journal of a walk in Highgate. I still have to find out exactly what that is. :-)

Lost somewhere in 2001

[(Anonymous)]

Well, since you insist...

Somewhere in 2001, the William Morris in Hammersmith, probably full of very drunk people in school uniform (it usually was in my memory).

Sitting talking away like we'd known each other years, while the reason for your being there sat doing the Times crossword.

Seems like a long time ago...

[apologies for anonymity, but I have no usable LJ account]

Hmm... been thinking about this one

[eldar.livejournal.com]

I don't actually remember when I first met you, let alone where, or what I'd have thought. Some people do that, they just arrive in my life and I kind of wonder how it happened.

[kyte.livejournal.com]

Well there are lots of devish things that come to mind...

My first memory of you, I think, was your coming to the Tokyo Diner along with verlaine...