Did You Ever Get A Feeling Of Dread?

Today I got home to discover that our guinea pig Gizmo had died, leaving Buddy. Which kind of makes sense, when I think about it, as Buddy must have eaten twice the amount of food that Gizmo ever did. The dirty bully! We're burying Gizmo tonight and it looks like Nat won't be there, despite me expliticly asking that she would be. Nevermind, I (we) am still a little upset over the Jason Manford episode. All that matters is that we say goodbye to Gizmo properly. My first (and best) memory of the two will always be waking up to have Mum and my brothers in my room with 2 new additions to our family crawling all over me. They were so tiny!

Buddy is with me right now, and has been for a couple of hours. Just chilling with me on the bed. This is something I should have done sooner. It's strange, I had been thinking about the yengbusters a lot recently as I hadn't seen them for about a week, what with the weather, dark and poopy working hours. I just hope I get to make up for lost time with Buddy. Although Gizmo seemed in perfect health so you never know.

In other news, I have been rejected by Manchester (who gives one) and Norwich (life-wrecker!) Universities. I have been accepted into Derby and Coventry. Just waiting on Preston now. As I am getting closer, I can fully see this Europe trip not happening and me ending in a far off town at a University I never wanted to be at in the first place.

Luckily, Frank Turner and Jason Manford made for a great weekend!