marky

so its 11.20, i curl up in bed and turn off. Because i have to be up at 3.30am as i'm driving my sister to manchester airport. early night... yay...


11.50.. doorbell rings.. i walk downstairs, and ask who it is... Police..

fuck... i answer the door and get told that some fucker has broken into my car. i get told that it could be kids, as my ipod is still there... phew
i then realise that my GPS has been nicked.. bastards..

ok.. my own fault for leaving in my car, but its fucking annoying..

now its 1.50am and i can't sleep... so i'm contemplating what to do for the next hour and a half...

goodnight people...