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The meme:
If you've had LJ for over a year, look back to one year ago today and link back to and quote from your entries of that day.
If you have more than one year, go back for the same day for each past year and quote for them as well.
If you've had LJ for under a year, quote from the first month you had LJ and then halfway through the time you've had it.
My reply:
On Feb 27, 2003, I was mourning the loss of Mr. Rogers and musing on how, all of a sudden, I knew a whole bunch of other pregnant chicks. "I'm mad at all six of those women," I wrote, because they were stealing my thunder. ;)
On Feb 27, 2002, I was bitching about my back pain, being sympathetic about my friend Julie who had been in a car accident, and gloomily musing on how I could die and no one would notice, in the context of Simon & Garfunkel's song "A Most Peculiar Man."
I was also, on that day, still eating my leftover chocolate from the yearly Chocolate Fools Day fest. "I realized that if I leave it in the fridge at home it'll never get eaten," I wrote, "'cause I'm never home and stuff. And that would be tragic. So now I'm eating a little pretzel, dipped in chocolate and then rolled in crushed Heath bars. Yum."
Dammit, two-years-ago-me!!! You mock me with your eating of yummy chocolate! *pout*
If you've had LJ for over a year, look back to one year ago today and link back to and quote from your entries of that day.
If you have more than one year, go back for the same day for each past year and quote for them as well.
If you've had LJ for under a year, quote from the first month you had LJ and then halfway through the time you've had it.
My reply:
On Feb 27, 2003, I was mourning the loss of Mr. Rogers and musing on how, all of a sudden, I knew a whole bunch of other pregnant chicks. "I'm mad at all six of those women," I wrote, because they were stealing my thunder. ;)
On Feb 27, 2002, I was bitching about my back pain, being sympathetic about my friend Julie who had been in a car accident, and gloomily musing on how I could die and no one would notice, in the context of Simon & Garfunkel's song "A Most Peculiar Man."
I was also, on that day, still eating my leftover chocolate from the yearly Chocolate Fools Day fest. "I realized that if I leave it in the fridge at home it'll never get eaten," I wrote, "'cause I'm never home and stuff. And that would be tragic. So now I'm eating a little pretzel, dipped in chocolate and then rolled in crushed Heath bars. Yum."
Dammit, two-years-ago-me!!! You mock me with your eating of yummy chocolate! *pout*
