Disastrous and Proposterous

Unfortunately, today's broadcast is one of terrible news.

Sebastian was kidnapped today in the early morning hours of this hot august day between the hours of 10am-2pm. He was eight months old.

Sebastian was always so proud being the largest of his bunch showing it off whenever he could.

Others always wished they could be as big.

And yet for as eclectic and eccentric as he was he always knew I wanted. As if he could read my mind. Sometimes he knew what I wanted even when I didn't.

I think about how at first I almost didn't choose Sebastian, inticed by others. But when I saw his cool gray color the way he lit up in my hands when I first held him, we both knew we were destined for each other.

He was my first in a lot of ways and he showed me a whole other side of myself I never knew about.

Now I fill with insermountable rage at the thought of someone else's hands on you. It's like I've lost a best friend.

I know if he was here right now, he'd tell me in his own way to move on and be happy. To not worry about a thing because everything would be alright.

So I'll move on, but I'll never forget. If I ever catch the motherfucker who took you, I'll avenge you I swear.

I'll miss you man.

Any information leading to Sebastians kidnappers will be rewarded with delicious ice cream treats



Sebastian, was a loyal and faithful classic 120 gb gunmetal iPod given to Matt last year. He had over 14,000 songs and exactly 2 movies before he left us.