A friend of mine committed suicide on Friday. Dustin. He was a good guy, and certainly not anyone you'd expect to commit suicide. But he did. I don't really know what to say about it. It makes me angry, but not at him. And I feel a little hollow, because it's not the first time it's happened.

Even though we weren't best buds, nigh inseparable pea pods, etcetera, we were friends, I think. He will be sorely missed. I don't believe the hype, Dustin, I don't think anyone does. I hope where ever you are, it's good, and as trite as it is, I hope they have a truly bitchin' stereo.