psycho_magnet

Had a great weekend, flew to Victoria for the weekend and the weather was decent. Great food, better company, lots of sex. Then I came home and found out a friend of mine had been found dead after not showing up for work. He was 32, and I've known him since highschool. I went to his facebook and read all the things people were posting about him, and then ran into his posts from Tues. He was alive, bitching about hockey and 3 days later he wasn't. The kinda man that was always up for anything, the life of the party, and the ultimate wingman. To say he lived his life to the fullest would be an understatement, and he will be missed.