sweet, thurston who i'm sure i've met though i don't recall when or where and neither do you.

zero, i was with josh that day. but he started feeding me whiskey before i'd eaten anything and i took a nap in a friend's yard...when i woke up, he was gone. apparently skidding his bike off a pier into the murky, oh-so-disgusting-and-germ-filled waters of the willamette.