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Rest in Peace

Jeffrey Aaron "Wombat" Payne
March [something], 1978 - October 21, 2005

It is with a heavy heart that I bring you this news. Forgive me, this will be quick because I can hardly choke back the tears. I just found out.

And I feel terrible, because of the last conversation we had over AIM:

Darth Sweetnesss: I can't take it anymore, mike
knightpire: stfu, you're a fuckin loser
Darth Sweetnesss: why are you acting like this? its so childish
knightpire: i don't think we're right together
Darth Sweetnesss: I can't live without you...
Darth Sweetness has signed off.

I checked. He didn't block me.

He was found in his apartment at around 4am, by a worried girl he met over myspace. Apparently she was anticipating his 3am drunken phone call which happens almost every night. When he didn't call she got worried and tried calling him. Getting no answer, she decided to go check in on him at home.

His body was surrounded by several steak knives, a few empty bottles of advil, his own semen and a tire iron. The actual cause of death is yet to be determined. There were scratch marks on his left wrist, enough to draw blood but not enough to end a human's life.

"I think he died from a fatal anxiety attack caused by the sight of his own blood when he tried to slit his wrist. Let's face it: nobody fuckin dies from an Advil overdose, and I dont know what he thought he was going to do with the tire iron," said one of the paramedics at the scene.

On a final note, I received a voicemail from him this morning. Simply, it said:

"Mike you're a fuckin child."

The message was left at 5:34am. His time of death was 3:32am.

Oh god, wombat.. Jeff.. I'm sorry. I am so sorry...

Posted by sagien at October 22, 2005 06:17 AM