Oct 02, 2006 00:50
The time I leapt and hit the stage. The time I danced on the tables. The time I got called a cowboy by a French chick. The time I hid under the table when people chased me with needles. The time I forgot my lines. The time I put stars on the roof. The time I vomited after eating too much ice cream cake.
All these are shining gems of memory and experience in my mind.