Most of the blame is mine; I was stupid enough to leave my belongings in a pub... but I really despise the person who raked through them and stole one.
After that bit of bad news... I had a further blow when I got home and my hot water was still not working. Dad had house sat for me so a repair man could fix it yesterday. This is the third time I have had to call them out in a month. So I am sat here, "working from home," waiting for the next repair man to turn up.
I suppose I should count myself lucky that the heating still works... but right now I might kill someone for a hot shower.
Current Mood: pissed off
Current Music: Moby - Dream About Me