It's been fun reading about eveyone's memories of their friends, so now I'm curious...
1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!
2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.
Chris (or Jamie)
Friday, August 8, 2008
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We came over for dinner and had homemade pizza. Now I commonly order your childhood staple of green olive and jalapeno pizza. YUM!
Two words- boring couch! Making Carl marijuana cookies. Being chased by drunken baseball players with Marisa and Cathe in the bed. Rope swing. "Neckit" club. Wearing outrageous clothes to orange 9mm on the wrong night. good shows. good times. always good laughs. and a random night of tarot card reading at my apt. weird. these are just a fraction of all the good times we had.
that when ever i was bored sitting on the couch at the house at 7th and 7th - chris would randomly say, "if you were stranded on a desert island and could only take two items with you..." or how every time i sent mike pictures on his mission they had chris in them because they were taken with chris's camera. after a while one of his companions said, "I see that guy in a lot of her pictures, aren't you a little worried about that?"
AND one more...when i once got asked on a date when i was 19 by that 30 year old guy who took me up the canyon and said he had heard that chris jensen and i had an "interesting" relationship - which essentially means that he heard chris and i had a lot of "ncmo" so he thought he'd ask me out...
One of the best days of my high school life was the day we skipped school with Kristi and Cathe and went downtown, the truck broke down in front of my dads office, we saw Sister Simmons walking down the street, I got asked out by some 35 year old man and so much more.
There was the time I was driving your truck and there was a skunk in the road, you dared me to run over it and I did. I think you were scraping stinky skunk guts out of the tires for the next week.
Cathe and I snuck into you and Bobbies room at EFY and almost got us all kicked out. We ended up having to wipe down tables after dinner or something as punishment.
I couldn't help it- I did eventually go to Dinosaur Jr. If you remember I became entangled in the pit while everyone enjoyed my misfortune. ha ha . All but Ryan. He was my saviour that night. What ever happened to him anyhow? Some great times.
Saw your kiddos on moondoggie. Gorgeous! You have a beautiful family!
Well, reading these memories inspired me to climb to the back of our storage and pull out my old photo albums. I looked at them for about 2 hours and just laughed.
Megan-Jamie told me that you questioned my memory. You thought it was you and Marisa who went to the cemetery; well I've got the pictures to prove it; it was Cathe.
Kristi-I had forgotten about your Dinosaur Jr mosh pit misfortune. Now about the weird night of tarot cards...what did you expect from a one-month home returned missionary? I guess I was just trying to find out & resolve concerns like missionaries are supposed to do. Luckily I got over that phase pretty quickly.
Marisa-Along with the cemetery pictures, I also found a picture of your Mexican gas station lover. We'll have to have a get together at my house to look at all our pics. Hilarious.
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