Today,I just don't feel like being around anyone. Not even school. Tomorrow is your memorial service. A part of me wants so bad to be there, but another part, the part that will win doesn't want my last memories of you to be of a memorial service. I want the last memory as it is...us laughing and talking on Teamspeak. I miss you, dear dear friend. I miss you more than I could say. And to you Lord, please, look in on Virginia and let her know your there and she is not alone. You see Lord, I know she is having a tough go of it, and I and others are there when and if she needs to talk or anything. But when the computer is off and we are not on, watch over her, comfort her, heal her heart and ease her mind. Even if it means you have to bypass me a few times, Lord, take care of her, please. Catcha later, Dave. Talk to you later, dude.