Now it's your turn

[rikibeth]

I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes spinach."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal, if you feel like it.

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The prom. I wore a deep teal blue sleek classic number in a year where EVERYTHING was fluffy pinks and peaches and ribbons and bows.

Yep. I've always been out of the mainstream on fashion.

My date arrived at my door to pick me up drunk. He wore a powder blue tux that was eye-popping next to the dress. Somewhere there is a picture. It was a personal disaster. Sigh.

The whole event was a disaster because one of the most beloved teachers in the school had died the day before of an aneurysm that burst after she had delivered her first child. ::sigh::

Er, and I just remembered this, too... *I* bought the tickets to the prom to ask the guy I had been crushing on the whole year to go with me. He declined, saying he wasn't going. Guess who *was* there? (one of the many things that further soured my view on 'christians' - earlier that same year a friend had to de-friend me because we didn't go to the same church. Exclusionist Liers...)

Wow. Lot of memories on that one event.