So I was perusing my old emails, particularly those from Matt, and I found a gem of a quote from him describing a wild party where he was ill. Enjoy:

'it was a crazy night; boys were kissing boys, girls were kissing girls, and all i could kiss was my bottle because i have a girlfriend and a cold.'

I miss him terribly...as he said one time when he and his mom and I were around his house...she was picking on him and he said: 'Mom, you love my witty bantor.' His ma and I both burst out laughing. He was a funny fuck.