So today was a great day. You know, like really great. I was having lots of fun, for no particular reason.
Then it turned into the worst day in the world.
It turns out that this whole deal with the gas goes a lot deeper than I thought. I was told that I had to move out of my flat by tomorrow evening.
NOT AS PLANNED
It's a long story, and I don't have time to get into it. But the landlord came round later and we all had a chat, and it seems like we shouldn't have to move after all. We'll talk tomorrow evening and things should be settled then.
Bills and things will be transfered from one person to another, so I might not have an internet connection for a bit, while they switch things over.
Everything's a bit up in the air at the moment, but looking better than it was a minute ago.
I really need to sleep now.
We still don't have any gas.