Been procrastinating all day, feeling kinda down.

Now this happened.

Heard tonight that a guy from school last year, Ben H.(lived in the same dorm as I did for two years) died last friday. Died, just like that. Found dead next to a bus-stop in San Francisco.

He was Class of 2000, I am class of 2001. He graduated last year, I'm graduating this year.

I definitely don't feel like working tonight.

On a sidenote:
The school winter production this year is the tectonic threater company's Laramie Project, a story about the hate crime that happened in Laramie, WY, 3 years ago resulting in the death of gay UW student Matthew Shepherd.

It was an excellent play, and very moving.

Somehow, however, now that Ben H. also died, this all feels kinda strange.