AIM Transcripts II: How to screw with a person’s sanity

By Pixel at April 9, 2008 at 1:33 am. Filed in pixatic method

44. I’ve driven across the country 8 times. On 7 of those occasions, I had nobody accompany me. Several of those trips involved 12 hours of driving or more at any given time. Four were all in one go. It is a mind-altering experience to spend 33 solid hours driving. I wasn’t the same person on January 4, 2004 as I was on January 6.

First, read this. It says stuff like this:

My memory is failing me. To be fair, it’s been failing me as long as I can remember (*rimshot*) but it seems to be getting worse with time.

A good friend of mine pointed out to me recently that I couldn’t remember having been in the same class with him just a few years ago (andI still can’t remember no matter how hard I try, but to my credit I don’t remember ANYONE ELSE either. I’d forget I was in the class entirely if all the subject material wasn’t stlil so fresh in my mind).

…When I worked as a secretary I reguarly forgot to tell my boss when her husband called. Two hours after he’d called I’d look up and say, “Oh yeah, your husband called, he said he was outside waiting for you so you guys could go to lunch. Umm….I guess he’s gone now?” No wonder I got fired.

…What was the point of this entry…? Hey look at the time! I should really get started on that term paper.

Then, read this:

Her
Hey when am I getting that first chapter of my book back?

Me
Um. Sunday?

Her
which sunday?

Me
Sunday the 20th

Her
Of this month?

Me
Of April

Her
of this year?

Me
Yeah, no promises

Her
well…I don’t need it NOW. I have two term papers and a final due in the next few weeks. but I don’t want you to completely forget about it

Me
I’m sorry, forget about what?

Her
how the hell should I know? you contacted ME

Me
Who did? Who ARE you?

And our little operetta begins:

Her
I’m your worst nightmare. Or that chick that you sometimes talk to. Pix…were you REALLY in the Paradoxes class?

Me
YES!!

Her
lol. Why the hell can’t I remember?

Me
Wow. just wow

Her
I feel like such a jerk. Was I just totally OUT OF IT that whole semester or what? Jeez…. It’s not that I don’t believe you. I just have no way of knowing if you’re lying because I CAN’T REMEMBER! It’s like I have some weird spotty amnesia or somehting. You’d think I’d remember the one class we had together in college. That was the only one right?

Me
Where the spot just blots out my face and nothing else. NO!

Her
Oh God, don’t tell me…

Me
wow You’re like self-absorbed or something

Her
No, it doesn’t just blot out your face. It blots out EVERYONE’S face. What other class did we have together? in college

Me
Ancient Philosophy

WILD GUESS! I never even took that class!

Her
What?? What the hell? Weren’t we friends in college or what? Didn’t we talk to each other?

Me
*sigh* I talked to YOU. jeez. what. the. hell. seriously. ouch. that hurts

Her
Okay, I am seriously freaking out here. What the hell is wrong with my memory? I’m sorry :{ I’m not doing in on purpose. What the hell is wrong with my memory seriously? I remember being in classes with you in high school pretty distinctly

Me
uh huh
yeah
sure
whatever myrna
whatever

Her
hell I remember when we went to the art museum with Mr. Perez
I remember YOU convinced me to get into AP History
And that I have your voice on tape somewhere where you read some passage for me for a project

Me
And I remember YOU were in my high school or something

Her
I remember all kinds of stuff from high school. :{
I’m sorry!! Why can’t I remember?? Who else was in ancient?

Me
K-Bobb? Vincent!

Let me stop here for a bit, use the “below the fold” line, and inform you that these are both names I pulled out at random. I was never really in her ancient philosophy class, I just wanted to see how long I could keep it up. *ahem* Below the fold.

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