"Collins, baby, I'm so sorry I didn't make it home last night. You too, Eutere. I didn't mean to worry anyone, but I wasn't feeling well and I ended up falling asleep at Ali's place."
If you read this, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.