Shamelessly stolen

[siercia]

I've stolen this idea from the lovely kungfoogirl.

Take a user from your friendslist, and share an anecdote about them. It can illustrate how you met them, why they are special to you, what you like best about them, you get the picture.

And like she said, if it's mean and hurtful: Save it. This is about the other half of human emotion, and I don't need to hear any negative crapola.

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[judecorp.livejournal.com]

The other night, Jennifer and I went to see Bend It Like Beckham, and somewhere in the movie was a non-english rendition of that horrible song by Celine Dion (I think): "I'm your lady, and you are my man."

When lorac and I both worked at Cineplex Odeon Lagrange Cinema 6, we had a track of music selections, and that was one of the songs. It probably played once every 40 minutes or so. It was sheer torture. I hated that song. I used to sing it to Carrie all the time at the movie theatre, so it became "our song."

When she got married to Jon, that song came on, and I snatched her away from him. She yelled, "Honey, they're playing our song!" and we started slow dancing, and half of her relatives almost had heart attacks. :)

[siercia]

Bwahahahahaha.

Damn, that's great. I can see it in my head too. I love it.

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

I miss making memories like that with you guys.

an anniversary antidote

[metalliman502.livejournal.com]

ok i don't remember the incedent you posted in kungfoogirl's journal, but if you say it happend it probably did. anyways here's my story. it like your's involes 2 people on my friends list. going back 5 years ago today. april 25th 1998. Siercia and Scirocco's wedding day.i'm going to tell to memories from that day. first one is going to be called the 3 balling males and the lady with the tissues. during the wedding ceromony me my brother and my parents were sitting in the front pew of the church. it was from outside in:dad,nick,me, mom.my other sister was part of the wedding party.all i can really remember from the ceromony was me, nick and dad all balling our eyes out and my mother sitting all the way at the end of the pew passing tissues down to the front. according to Siercia it was quite ammusing to see three almost grown men crying their eyes out and the only women with them barely crying at all.the second memory is this. getting to the front of the receiving line and breaking down in my sister's arms and then moving over to wiley and hugging him and crying and then pulling away and looking him dead in the eyes. through tears and trying to be as serious as possible (i was so happy i think i had the biggest grin on my face that day) told wiley that if he ever hurt jen in any way that his ass was grass at my hands.i figured that would be an appropriate antidote to share today as it being that that happened excatly 5 years ago today.Happy Anniversary guys.You seem as happy as you were excatly five years ago and i hope that you have many more years of happiness to come. you have much reason to celebrate today.Have a blast.

mermil.

[pantsie.livejournal.com]

mermil have been best friends since high school. We met in drama class, and clicked immediately on stage and in conversation. mermil and I also had a blast singing in choir, and we hammed it up big time during the forte passages.

mermil and I spent a lot of time in high school with a girl named Miranda. We took long drives on autumn nights, listening to "The Indigo Girls" and singing in harmony. mermil would sing Emily Salier's parts and Miranda and I would sing Amy Ray's parts. It was heavenly. In the summer, mermil, Miranda, and I would take trips out to Wellesley College's Lake Waban. We would eat bread, cheese, and grapes, and listen to Bach's "Magnificat". On hot days, we'd go swimming and make up super hero names for each other.

As luck would have it, mermil and I ended up going to the same university together in Connecticut. She quickly became one of the most popular kids on campus, and was a member of a comedy improv troupe there. We sang together in choir, and had great fun together. She knocked the socks off of her professors and ended up being one of the top students in her class. While I struggled through academics there, mermil cut through her work like a sharp knife. It was amazing to watch her grow and develop as an academic.

mermil loves to read more than anything else. She has a wide range of reading interests, and makes the best book recommendations of anyone I know. While Chuck's mom was sick and we were down in Florida, she sent me Philip Pullman's "His Dark Materials" series, and it totally knocked my socks off. Not only was it a fascinating and comfortable read, it addressed some of the questions I was asking myself: what is the meaning of the life we lead? where do spirits go when they die? are we meant to meet a particular someone in our lives, or is it all just an accident?

Over the years, we've become closer friends. mermil performed a reading at my wedding, and I'm going to be one of her bridesmaids at her wedding. We talk over e-mail almost daily, and LJ has given us a new way to keep in touch with each other. She's just as funny as the journal entries she writes, and she's a stellar friend to have.

mermil has taught me that women can be funny without having to cut people down. She's taught me the value of hard work in academics, loyalty, compassion, and true friendship. My life would be dull and grey without her, and I thank my lucky stars that she's held onto me as a friend.

Sorry to go on and on, but I can't say enough good things about her. Feel free to check out her journal. It's well worth the read.