Hey Sugar

I'm in what Rey has called the "bi-centennial room" replica from Girls Will Be Girls. (Guest room at Mike & Joe's in Murrieta) I've sent out the update to people about Randy. It's some minutes after midnight and I should sleep to regain strength for tomorrow, but maybe I'll just fall asleep while writing this.

I've been weeping off and on all day.

We all want to believe that he can hear us and feel our presence. Our jokes and stories break-up the tears. He would want us to be laughing... and so we try.

I want to hear him say, "Hey asshole, can you see my pussy now?"