oktober

I just found out that a guy I went to school with is dead. I was never really his friend, but we were on chummy terms. He was my best friend's little brother's friend. And now he's a dead guy. Died in a wretched car accicdent, and he was thrown sooo far from the car that police dogs were the only way to detect that he was ever even there. Died in the hospital with friends and family.

He was/is the father of a toddler. Death is surreal. Every time I learn of a death of some person I knew I kind of just think of them as alive, but I know that I'll never see them again EVER.

We have a video we made of one of our parties, he came wearing a suit and tie and had a drawn on beard and stache... He always walked around talking in this silly accent, not British, just silly. He was kind of a trouble maker too. He was one of our towns little terror skaters that ran around late at night with the bad kids.

Well, he's dead now. And that's all I have to say about that.