[DarkHoodness]

You know the kid in a wheelchair who I may have mentioned once or twice? Francois? Well. . . He died of a heart attack early this morning. The last time I saw him was on Halloween. His condition was worsoning, and I KNEW I should of seen him more often. Oh well, he's probably better off dead anyway. He never was happy with his physical condition. . .
It makes me feel guilty, as on bonfire night I went to go to Mactus's, instead of going to Belchamps with Francois (I made the excuse that I had a cold).
Selfishly, he was the only person I know personally who had an N64, and the PSX game, Future Cop, but I'm not depressed because of that.
Now I only have 3 RL friends who I visit often:

Mactus (Though I should include his sister, Gina.)
Rosie & Zosia (Maybe I ought to include thier parents, as I am friends with them as well.)

Oh well, maybe I ought to shed a tear for him, but I'm not too depressed over his death.
On the subject of death, we got Chili's ashes back today. And to top it all, Chris now has to pay £100 to the vet for cremating her dog.
Speaking of dogs, Chili's "replacement", a dog called Ink (one of my sisters puppies, Marmite's bro) went missing early yesterday morning. Fortunately, he re-appeared again this morning, but now I think we ought to get collars for both Marmite and Ink, just incase they go missing. Hmmm.
- DH

(What a way to end a topic about the death of one of my friends, eh? Saying about my dogs.)