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A/N: This is so much fun.

I brought Roger some flowers in the hospital today. I think they're for my own enjoyment, not his. I can just sit here and look at those daffodils all day. They remind me of you, actually. They're so bright and happy and they look like they're always smiling. They make me smile, too. I think Roger even cracked a grin when he saw them. Maybe he thought the same thing.

I went back to rehab three months ago, and I'm already feeling better. It's amazing how much...cleaner I feel. You know, 'cause I'm clean. When I saw you at Christmas, I knew I had to do something. I checked into a center the next day.

I quit my job, too. There was too much bad stuff going on there. Everybody told me that I could do something better. Especially you. Mark likes to bring me a bunch of papers and a yellow highlighter and an orange highlighter every weekend. We look for jobs in the paper together. Sometimes Roger helps, when he feels up to it. He's going to get better, I know it.

We all still go to Life Support. I brought some daffodils there, too. They all like them, especially Paul. He agrees with me that they're kinda like you.

Mark's on TV! It's crazy! He bought us a TV, too. We all watch him when we're feeling bored. It's always the best though when we watch the movie. We have a tape player, chica! A real life VCR! I love it. Buzzline gives Mark a pretty penny to gossip about whatever the hell it is he's talking about. He keeps buying us stuff. I feel bad about it sometimes. He bought me a new coat. It's got zebra stripes. It reminds me of your tights. He also gave me this fanny pack that he got free from Buzzline. I voodoo stabbed it and hung it from the ceiling. Maureen's idea. Collins gets the hugest kick out of it.

Maureen's on TV too, but I really don't see the appeal of COPS. Wear leather and a badge and beat people down with a nighttime filter. I don't like it. It's pretty...well, it's not entertainment, that's for damn sure. Joanne...Joanne. She's like Maureen's agent/attorney. You'd be proud of Joanne, too. She's stopped wearing suspenders and her pants are actually at her waist. But she won't wear a skirt, even when Mark bought one. It was too short for her or something. So she's still our Joanne.

Collins played some old reggae song on the drums yesterday. It's the only thing he's got the sheet music for. I've told him he's the next Bob Marley. He wants to be the next you. It's not gonna happen. But Roger's encouraging him. He actually managed some 'Today 4 U' the other day. We all clapped for him.

Roger wrote you a song. It's gorgeous. He's too sick to play, at least now. It's really hard for me now- he's the one who's sick, not me. But he's going to get better, I promise. He's going to get better and he's going to play you that song.

Benny came to see Roger in the hospital. And we talked. Apparently he and Allison are renewing their vows. Thank God. All we did was talk. I held Roger's hand the whole time. And they have a new dog, too. An akita. Collins hates the thing. I don't see why anybody could hate a dog. Even you, the famed dog killer. You could never hate anything. Just love, love, love. Is everybody in Heaven like that?

I'm still looking at those flowers. They make me smile. They make Roger smile.

I'm still looking at those flowers, the ones that brighten the entire room. The Angel daffodils that everybody loves.

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