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Thursday, September 07, 2006

Another 48 Hours...

Which would now make it 96 hours with no sign of my bag. I started by being mildly put out by not having my things, but assuming that they will show up soon enough.

I am now convinced that some bastard has lifted it and I am beyond lamenting the loss of my possessions themselves (even it if it is a good couple of grand worth) - to being well pissed off that somewhere, some prick is rustling through my kit. Reading my documents, smoking my fags and wearing my underwear.

Not happy.