I'm just numb.
When Eddie Guerrero died, I cried for a good fifteen minutes. But...Christ.
I'm going to hope like hell that it's some sadistic joke or that I'm still asleep. Because twenty minutes ago I was watching the rain and feeling happy. And I'm still thinking of going out to lunch with Nick, but I can't until I can get on to fucking 411mania and determine if this is real or not.
And his family...God.
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