My lovely snot-green, gearless, basketed, dented, granny-bike wasn't where I left it yesterday morning when I went to get it this evening.
I think it's been impounded. This means a fine and the hassle of having to figure out where it's been taken to and how to get it back. Shit :(
I then got home (the walk is SO long when you're tired) to find three bills and a letter from the gym saying my last payment didn't go through.
Just bloody great.
The sun is back though. However, rainy season is just around the corner. GAH!