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I can't remember exactly when or how I first met Jason online - it may have been through fandom or through friends, I'm not sure - and I'm not sure it really matters, not now anyway.
But I remember the first time I met him in real life. He needed a place to stay for a few weeks before moving in with James, and I offered to put him up. We spent three weeks just being happy about things. He introduced me to new music, especially Def Leppard, and I gave him a tiny white tiger (he called it Savlet) which matched one I had (named Ricklet).
When it was time for him to move to Newcastle, I went in the taxi with him, even though it cost us a small fortune, and helped him to move in. When he and James moved to their next flat, I tried to help them there too. When Jason was going to be on his own one Christmas (later dubbed Failmas 2008), I spent the week with him; when I was going to be on my own two Christmases later, he insisted I spend it with him and James. When Jason and James announced their engagement, I promised to help them with their wedding in any way I could, including making the cake; when they did get married, I actually did make the cake, while dealing with hyperactive kittens and broken ovens.
The wedding was the last time I saw him alive, and the way he was that day is the way I want to remember him: happy and smiling, with a heart big enough to love the whole world twice and still have some left over.
One of the last things he said to me was that "no matter how mired in the brain weasels either of us are, no matter how long it is between talking to you or seeing you, you have this unshakable place in my heart and always will". And while to most people those would be just words, I know that they weren't. But it wasn't until the night he died, while I was in his flat, that I noticed a small white toy on his bedside table; 4 and a half years and two moves later, he still had Savlet. And that means more than I can say.
I love you Jason. I am honoured to have called you my friend, my family ♥
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But I remember the first time I met him in real life. He needed a place to stay for a few weeks before moving in with James, and I offered to put him up. We spent three weeks just being happy about things. He introduced me to new music, especially Def Leppard, and I gave him a tiny white tiger (he called it Savlet) which matched one I had (named Ricklet).
When it was time for him to move to Newcastle, I went in the taxi with him, even though it cost us a small fortune, and helped him to move in. When he and James moved to their next flat, I tried to help them there too. When Jason was going to be on his own one Christmas (later dubbed Failmas 2008), I spent the week with him; when I was going to be on my own two Christmases later, he insisted I spend it with him and James. When Jason and James announced their engagement, I promised to help them with their wedding in any way I could, including making the cake; when they did get married, I actually did make the cake, while dealing with hyperactive kittens and broken ovens.
The wedding was the last time I saw him alive, and the way he was that day is the way I want to remember him: happy and smiling, with a heart big enough to love the whole world twice and still have some left over.
One of the last things he said to me was that "no matter how mired in the brain weasels either of us are, no matter how long it is between talking to you or seeing you, you have this unshakable place in my heart and always will". And while to most people those would be just words, I know that they weren't. But it wasn't until the night he died, while I was in his flat, that I noticed a small white toy on his bedside table; 4 and a half years and two moves later, he still had Savlet. And that means more than I can say.
I love you Jason. I am honoured to have called you my friend, my family ♥
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