I laying on my couch coughing today when suddenly something snapped in me. No longer am I mourning Feb. 26, 2005. I am fucking pissed off about it. And I'm pissed off at the police. And I am pissed off that I can't see a fucking police report that I issued. What the hell? 
Okay but now I am too sick to be pissed off anymore, so I retreat into my couch for a good movie.
Okay but now I am too sick to be pissed off anymore, so I retreat into my couch for a good movie.
what happend on feb 26th?
oh btw when did they stop ringing the bell yesterday? the whole fucking paper here was plastered with stories of his passing
hope you start feeling better.