Russ-Bus passed away today. Please, click on the link. Read about him and let him live on in your memories. My thanks in advance for taking the moment to know him.

I wrote an entry in december about how I knew I wasn't ready to handle death. Today, in my worse fears and nightmares I had to deal with it.

I was right. I wasn't ready.

Right now, i'm at the point where I still think I can just run upstairs and see him sitting there playing a video game, while everyone is sitting around with him, watching him, and talking about their days. Then, russ and I will go off on a tangent away from the rest of the group, where we'll talk about some video game and how poo-poo it was.

But we can't anymore.

To think that yesterday I was oblivious to his actions, going to strip clubs, eating Geno's cheesesteaks, planning out how I was going to do my homework and organizing my weekend. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I have to say that I felt awkward that whole night.

But the tears have been shed, and now we sit, somber and still, trying as we might to go about our daily lives. But what does the future hold now with such an important person in our lives gone? There was nobody like Russell. I am willing to wager there may never be again.

Good luck Russell in whatever your future holds. You will be missed by everyone who ever had the pleasure and grace of knowing you.

My heart goes out to his family and friends who knew him longer then I, and to the exponential sorrow they must feel above mine, as great as mine may seem.