I woke abruptly this afternoon to my phone ringing. It was my sister. I agreed the night before that I would meet her in town to go Christmas shopping and she was calling to see if I was awake and ready to leave my flat. I wasn't.

So.

I dragged myself out of bed and onto my computer to check emails and what-not. My sister text me saying that she was in town waiting for me so I switched the gas on to have a shower. But of course, just to be awkward, my gas had to run empty on me. Luckily I had bought more gas the night before and all I had to do was insert the card into this little box just outside my flat and off I go! After doing this, I got back and my gas still didn't work. Shit. I had to run back outside and try it again. This time it worked. Result!

I had my shower and got ready to leave. As I was walking out to the bus stop my bus shot past me! Missed it, damn! I ran up to the bus stop to see if there were any other buses coming my way shortly. There wasn't. If my gas had went in the first time I would have been fine, but it didn't.

So now my sister is in town and I'm writing this journal in a very bad mood. I have work later, and I'm hoping that everything runs smoothly because I am going to be a little touchy now for the rest of the day.

I better run and get another bus. Should be here in 20 minutes.

Take care, everyone.