Hug to the Loaf

several others already commented on it, but i'm going to anyway. i'm glad dustin's ok now. at least, alive. i'm glad he's alive. i HOPE he's ok. i called willy p. as soon as i read shit and was upset. of course, i worried about it at work and almost began crying several times, at work. dustin, you fuck, i don't even have your number, i had to call willy p. and i don't have your apartment number, i just know approximately where it is. i had no way to contact YOU. bitch, you worried me. i told willy p. to give you a hug from me (you should receive it tomorrow). much love to you.

ps: i kept sining the "no good kid" song tonight to myself to cheer me up. *hugs to the loaf*