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[artemisofluna]

I spoke to my mother on the phone this afternoon, and all the while, Alison was writing quotes down as we talked.

STALKER! <---Here

They amuse me greatly.

Oh, and the people with the 'dog or maybe it was a cat' had a dog named Tiger and they were named Art and Angie and they used to watch me sometimes. Art worked with my mother. I kept having memories and wondering who they were and when I asked, SHE didn't remember. Luckily I remembered the name Art. By the way, I was like 6. GO, MEMORY, GO!

*back to essay*

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[athenarising.livejournal.com]

They also collected spoons. Y'know, the touristy kind. I think of that every time we travel. How random! And I think it was a little dog, yes? I more remember Selma down the street, which is why we ate German pancakes for quite a while til they somehow morphed into Swedish ones!

And what boy next door did you ride with? I don't remember a boy next door. Just Jackie.

Did you throw eggs, or was it just Kendall? Luckily I avoided that day, I was at another friend's house!

I think you're the same age I was when I started to go thru my old memories w/ mom. Did she do the thing to you in the grocery store when we'd get to check out and she murmur about wondering if she didn't have enough money to pay for it? Completely freaked me out, but she denies it now!

[hana-ginkawa.livejournal.com]

HAHAHA... Those are great. You have very interesting conversations. XD