2003-06-03 || 10:24 p.m.

|| ohhhhhh-wen. ||

o how i miss my o-dawg. in honor of his righteousness and on this, the occasion of my missing him so, i would like to present a diaryland tribute. to him. because he hates it a whole lot when i write about him on my internet diary. and the feeble beginnings of summer feel all bleh bluh and i have no choice but to attribute that to his not being around. oh no. my dear bosom i-love-him-so friend till the end is far far away riding trains and smoking fancy cigarettes and flirting with swiss girls and learning dirty things in german and generally living it up as an international popstar. you are too, donkey. long gone are the scrabble matches on the porch, the long life broccoli with mushroom ritual dinners, the howling wolf extended plays while crossing entire states in matilda the van, and freaking each other out with ghost stories. and werewolves eating pinky toes. a proper shrine has been erected, complete with artichokes and grape soda and tetris and flannery o'connor and carson mccullers action figures. mmhmm. and it's true about the crying part. if you drive down the streets of west berkeley? you can hear people wailing and carrying on and playing a whole lot of casiotone for the painfully alone forwards and backwards (in case of secret messages). i miss you, dear owen. hope you're having best time ever. please pick up lots of chocolate and maybe a beret oh and some fancy beer.

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