One of my friends from when I studied abroad was killed in a car accident in Washington last October. His brother sent a message to his friends, including me, on Facebook, letting them know. It was useful because a lot of his friends lived throughout the world, and tracking them down any other way would have been impossible. His Facebook page is still up, and people post RIP messages. In January a girl I know up in Portland fell asleep on the wheel and nearly died. She was outside in freezing weather for like eight hours before someone found her. A buddy of mine's father was nearly electrocuted yesterday and is in the hospital with burns. I found out about both of these events due to the Internet, Facebook in particular. Crazy how fragile life is.
As it relates to you, attempting to find my flash-drive would be akin to that which takes place in the movie, National Treasure. Sorry.
Et's hapend thrice on forems eyem uh regular at... veree wyrd endeed.... won waz a suizide frum wat seamed lyke a hapee chap.
