The worst week... in the world... ever!

And I kid you not. In the past 3 days I have managed to misplace/lose (on three seperate occasions) my wallet with all my cards, my new phones leather cover, and my Oyster card with £20 worth of prepaid fare on it.

Now either I'm losing my mind, which is a possibility, or someone up there is having a laugh!

I'm also almost positive that both my wallet and my Oyster card are somewhere in this flat... and probably in the same place. The phone cover disappeared in literally the 7 steps it took me to move from Adrian's couch to his room to answer a call.

I also have an interview tomorrow in Maidenhead. I have £5 in cash, no travel card, and no recourse to money before 6am when I'm going to have to head off to get to Maidenhead for 08:30, which is the start time for the interview. It's time to try and sponge off housemates I guess.

And incidentally, the interview is due to end at 5pm. What kind of effing interview takes 8 and a half hours?!