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So I've been listening to "Dead Wrestlers" by Bis for like two days straight now. Nothing else off of that album...just Dead Wresters. Over and over and over again. I don't know why. It makes no sense, but I'm all about it.

And must hear it...even when it's only in my head...it's all driving, and spiritual, and stuff.

or maybe it's just really good...

Well, Frell...

I just got really shitty news.

This casual friend of mine committed suicide last week.

We bonded at my friend Paul's Bachelor party over a bottle of Potcheen..and boobies..

According to the guy that I know him through, his mom found him the morning after. He had taken some pills and duct taped a plastic bag over his head.

Not that I was really all that close with him, but it still came as a shock. We'd talked about a bunch of stuff, and chatted on AIM all the time. He hung out with a bunch of us after our mutual friend's wedding, and got slowly burnt with the rest of us at Downtown Disney.

And he's still logged in on AIM...