The last time I saw Jon was two years ago today. We were looking at my high school year book, from my senior year. He said there were a lot of hot girls in my high school. Then I decided to take a nap, and he and Bird went in his room and blasted rap music as loud as they could.
And later that night, he took off in a canoe across Eld Inlet, never to be seen again.
I was a bit annoyed with him when he died, since I was trying to sleep while he was blasting rap music. But in actuality, we’d been getting along better than ever around that time. I think about a week before was when we seriously trashed our apartment. We were sick of the mess, and no one ever cleaning up, so we made a real fuckin’ mess. I’d share the pictures, but my gallery software is down. Here’s an example:
It worked. By lunch the next day the whole house was clean.
*sigh* Well, I’m off to Olympia. Some sort of recognition-get-together is going to happen.