:-(

Horrible two days they were.

I went out with Rose on Wednesday night, since I honestly didn't know what else to do with my time after work. I used to talk to Mark all day all evening all night. :-(

Then, late in the night, I started feeling some pain. Lower right side of my belly. Before it fucked me up completely, I decided I'd better go home (aka apartment). My sister and Ian said the same (on different occasions, and through different channels) that it could be the appendix. Ahh... noooooo...

The pain was getting worse every second went by. I fell asleep at one point. Then, woke up an hour later to a greater pain. Took me at least another hour to fall asleep again.

Then, I felt a lot better in the morning. Weird shit.

So, Thursday.....

I went down the pub after work. Met a few friends. Had a god laugh. Really good fun.

I was a bit tipsy. But not too much. I took a cab home. I held my wallet, instead of putting it in my handbag - because it was difficult to fetch anything from my handbag, and it was only a short ride (10 minutes), and I would have to get the key card to get into my apartment anyway. So, I did.

Got out of the cab, looked for the wallet, and... of course, it wasn't there.

I managed to lose my bloody wallet. First time in decades.

:-(