Times to come were awsome.

If you have returned to find this message, than i have, no doubt, gone toboganing. It would appear to be shortly after twelve in the A M, and reading Matt Good for little more than four hours has surely driven me to insanity. Finally.

Worry not, for despite the apparent headache from either over, or under sleep, the likelyhood of me deciding to commit suicide by method of tobogan is only slight. More than likely I will return cold and hungry. And may god have mercy upon my soul.

P.S. I have stolen your MP3 player, hopefully it's music will give me sustinance in the times to come

- letter written to my best friend, when I decided to wait
for her to return from the bar.[happy birthday Christina]