allison jenna

2012 got worse.

We had to put down my 12 year old lab/Rottweiler dog Satch on the 13th. I called out of work, through tears, and raced up to Mount Vernon to be with him one last time as he was euthanized. He was my baby, slept in my bed as a puppy and I loved him. There will never be another sweet boy like him.

Then Sunday my mom called me to tell me my grandma was in a coma… She’s out of it now and doing better but we don’t know what will happen from here. She’s been in and out of the hospital lately. I’m hoping it’s not a continuing decline in the state of her health.

Also, as of February 1st, I will be living with my mom again in Mount Vernon for however long it takes to get my ducks in a row. After that… Either back to Seattle or to LA or who knows? I’m not happy about moving to a place where I have no friends, live near nothing, and may not have a job (AMC is going to try to transfer me, but they may not need anyone at the one up there). Egh.

So, so far 2012 is giving 2011 a run for its money stresswise, but things can only look up from here, surely?

After all, Refused is going to play some shows again. That makes it all seem worth it.