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Saturday, January 29, 2005
R.I.P. John Dyck (198something ~ 2005)
I had a dream that John left us. I think I did, anyway. It's very vague, and I only remembered it when I came to wfw this morning. I reckon he was tired of wfw, so he quit. I remember thinking, I should need to erase his name off the header picture, and I think Dave and I was looking for another person to post here in his stead. He didn't die or anything, he just quit like a soddy bastard that he is. So, there you have it. Oh, and John passed away in his sleep last night. Apparently a drug overdose. Who'd have thought it, eh? John was a druggie. I'm guessing you shouldn't expect to hear from Dave if you only know him online, and don't expect him to be posting here. He's pretty broken up. I'd like to say to certain adults who, for some reason, have chanced upon this blog and had a bad taste in their mouth: It was you who drove him to this end. It was your judgement, your 'righteous' anger that fucked him up. I hope you feel the pain in your heart as if it were burning in hell. In Memory of Petey [Steven] Time:1:47 PM Sunday, January 23, 2005
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