RIP Casey Foster

I just found out a friend I went to school with died yesterday.  He and I shared a birthday and it drove him mad that I was 15 seconds older.  :P  He was a sweet guy in school, but had run into some problems over the past few years.  It's been ages since I've seen him, but damn...that's about 5 people from our graduating class that are gone now.  Casey Foster, David Killian, Roger Shipman, Dino Allen and Daniel Swanson.  They were all really good guys, especially Daniel.  I'll always treasure the last email he sent me, only about 4 months before he died.  He said he would always remember me as the "only girl in school who didn't treat me like dirt and accepted me just the way I was."

Those words meant so much to me.  Who wouldn't want to be remembered that way?  So many people gave him such a hard time in school and I never understood why. 

R.I.P. Guys.  You will all be missed.

On writing...

It's a bit annoying to have someone answer my posts every 3-4 weeks, then 10 minutes after they post want me to answer and proceed to list exactly how many other people I answered today.

STOP. IT.
/rant.

Looks like we're having a houseguest...

So...J. came out to his parents today.  He kept asking me if he should and I told him again and again that I was the wrong person to ask about families for obvious reasons.  And, just as I was afraid they'd do, they kicked him out.  Unreal.

Maybe my outlook on parents in general is the right one after all.

He's staying with us, of course, but I absolutely hate seeing him hurt like this.

Dammit.