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[benlehman]

So, as soon as it looks like my journal is going to transform into gaming essay after gaming essay, I have this memory thing.

Post a memory you have of me. Then post this in your journal. See what people remember about you.

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[bigbluebackpack.livejournal.com]

Wandering the wilds of Berkeley with you :¬)

[funwithrage.livejournal.com]

That writing workshop my sophomore year, where you, me, and wirednavi ended up having a wild philosophical debate over the nature of love and the value of romantic archetypes and whether or not anyone took Cosmopolitan seriously. It was pretty awesome.

[matt-rah.livejournal.com]

The t-shirt: "Gravity--it's not just a good idea: it's the law!"

The movie: "DnD".

Oy.

Matt

[wirednavi.livejournal.com]

"Cure Despair by Inspiration."

Also, two Thanksgivings ago, overdosing with DKT on turkey, Kentucky Derby pie and Super Smash Brothers.

[silvergoose.livejournal.com]

You interviewing some random peasant in Ethos...the peasant who ended up being rather important to us.

[marcus-sez-vote.livejournal.com]

Conversation with C Xao...and saying to myself, "The hell was that??"

Nobilis

An Aralis shopping trip to the salvation army with Santo prior to my first session.

"By your name Seconele, heal by magic."

Be well.

[dariuswolfe.livejournal.com]

Seeing your response to my last LJ posting. My face split into a big ol' grin, even though it took me two days to respond.

Okay, so it's not much of a memory. But if you're willing to continue the debate, it could become one!

[emergent.livejournal.com]

My first ProCon larp, my first experience with the brown people: the Desert Bens.

[iralith.livejournal.com]

This is the exchange of cushioned blows I mentioned earlier:

It was my first or second Aralis event, and I was a Spider assassin with a from-behind 4-damage crit. Which I got you with, and you went down. My internal monologue at that point was "Oh man oh man, OK, so I was like pretty much behind him, certainly at three-quarters or better, and I got him between the shoulder blades without like reaching around in some lame way . . . oh man oh man did I somehow cheese that anyway?"—that's basically my internal monologue whenever I do anything in a LARP. And you sort of spun-flopped over, such that the most vivid recollection I have of you is you with this agonized doubleyouteeeff expression on your face.

[shatterdaymorn.livejournal.com]

"Smash Shield,
Smash Shield,
Smash Shield...
Death"

"Resist"

[marcus-sez-vote.livejournal.com]

Though at this point the saying is trite, that's "the bomb".

Be well.