It is with a heavy heart, and trembling hands that I type this entry.......

Last week we elected to go to Our Disco instead of Smash and Grab. (Let me just say at this point, we are very loyal to Smash and Grab, and have been there every week without fail, promoted it at every possible opportunity, both through word of mouth and internet postings and generally have been an important part of the club since it opened.) We only went to Ourdisco because 2manydjs were playing there. We thought it would be ok to just miss one week, even though Little Chris (dj,promotor and friend) was angry with us. Oh, what Folly...............

Boo spoke to him on the phone last night and it only turns out that JACK WHITE WAS THERE. Oh. My.God. He was even sat in the area normally reserved for our little crowd. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I can't believe it, really.

When Boo told me and lorny this morning, we were so upset that we were both an hour late for work. I am actually PROPERLY upset, and have got a heavy pain in my abdomen. This only normally happens when I go through a major break-up, or possibly when a much loved pet dies.

Why? Why? Why? The one week that we miss fucking Smash and Grab and the God of Rock and Roll is sat in our corner. Noooooooooo...........