The unuterable bastards. They stole my MX5 from the train station carpark - it was found burned out on the sally gap. All the work I had done on her - gone. My CD collection - gone. I am devistated.

All quiet, sleepy atmostphere. I really must fill in the insurence forms filled out, to see if I can get any of the 540 euro that those Morocan B***** stole from me in Gran Canaria. Lack of dosh means I will have to pospone any shopping untill after payday this week - and givin I'm working 'till 7 each night, that will probably be in Tesco or Dunnes - both being in Maynooth and open 24 hours.