Usually, this book is reserved for writing screenplay ideas, but today is a special day. And not in a good way. Today, I said goodbye to the only drag queen I've been friends with. She was one of the most generous people I've ever known too. I mean, she gave me and Roger money and she didn't even know us. Me and fucking Roger, I would've never given us money. She got us into the Life after the host was being an asshole. And she killed Benny's dog, and he wasn't angry about it. I thought he would've gone all douchey on us. She was a really nice person, she was a godsend on Christmas, she somehow got Roger out of the house. I couldn't even do that, and I'm like the dude's best friend. What her and Collins had was special. She told me that I'd find someone like that one day. She could read me like a book, she told me to get over Maureen, she didn't believe me when I told her I had. If it wasn't for her, Roger probably would've never left the house, Collins would be dead, and so would I. She saved us when I thought we didn't need saving.
Mark Cohen