What's your name?
September 12, 2001. I'm in line to give blood1, and the people in front of me are talking. I get slighly involved, but not much. Anyway, at some point, what's-his-name asks Jessica her name, and she says she's alrady told him. She refuses to tell him her name 'cause he should already know it. A few days later, I see her in Brewster and ask her, and she tells me.
Some days later again, I see her outside Brewster, so I go up to her and say 'hey, what's your name?' 'Jessica'. 'Okay. This time I'll remember!' And I walk off.
A few minutes later, it occurred to me that the reason this person looked at me so oddly was that she may not have been the same person. I'm really not sure. She looked similar, but she didn't have a mohawk or anything nice and recognisable like that.
And worse, I've been calling her 'Jessica'in this post, but I really don't know. I've forgotten her name again. D'oh!
1 For six hours. they told me it would only be three, and so I ended up missing class for the first time ever.