2003-09-09 11:40 p.m.
Speechless
Damn.
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn.
I'm completely floored. I got way behind on most of the diaries I read this summer, so I had no idea Chrome was even sick. And now a guy I didn't know well enough, someone who was equal parts sweetheart and potty mouth and who shared my love of shiny things, I'm now writing about in the past tense.
Weetabix is taking up a collection for flowers here.
I wish there were more I could do or say.
Fuck.