07.27.04 :: 2:43 pm


From the happiness of the previous entry we now swing into the sadness of this one.

Our art director here at work (and the one goddamned human being who was 100% down to earth and genuine in this shithole) died this morning. From complications due to AIDS.

I can't think of anything sadder than the thought off his assistant calling the police because he hadn't shown up to work in 2 days and hadn't answered his phone in that long, and finding him collapsed on his kitchen floor.

He died alone and it breaks my heart.

It's always the really good ones that go, too, isn't it? Always.

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