i cant believe after what i wrote yesterday things could go so badly. that gig last night, wasnt terrible, we played fine but it was completely the wrong crowd an we got pretty much no response from them. but its not that thats fucked me over really, this morning i woke to the sound of my mum crying her eyes out. i went downstairs to see what was wrong and my dog jet, who i cant remember ever being without was just lying there, it died in its sleep. i really loved that dog, and i just cant believe its gone. its fucked me right up. it wasnt even i'll, itd been fine the night before and i dont understand what had happend. the night before, mum asked if she leave the dogs up while i was awake then for me to put them to bed, but i said i couldnt be arsed, the last time i ever saw jet alive and i looked at him an said i couldnt be arsed puttin them to bed a bit later, i feel like such a fucking cunt. i'm gonna miss him so much, i did everything with that dog through the years, i fucking adored it an i had no warning, no nothing, that he was gonna go so suddenly, unless last night was a warning. i was outside the railway waiting for a lift, and saw a guy i thought i knew, i said alright, an whoever it fucking was turned round said "no im not you fucking cunt, my dogs just died" then give me a load of shit, it pissed me off but i didnt think anything of it till just now. its just so strange, theres little hints in life everywhere, and i just chose to ignore them. well, thats enough of my rants for now, i know its not really anyone elses problem, i just want people i see today an tonight to know that if im off with them, its because of this.


Rest in Peace Jet

1993 - 2005

i'll miss you