skin cancer?

been a little obsessed with death lately, despite the lamictil.

if i do die, or really truly arrive at the end of the world before everyone else, i want my friend Jane Wright to play her song called 'My friend Miguel' at my wake, and I want a keg of PBR, and like with our dear gone friend Glen Maiden, I want everyone to raise a glass and say, 'To Fucking Miguel.'

and someone should have sex with my dead body.

this is what happens when the cheesy bar next door will not stop until 2am on a school night.