A very, very short entry because I'm knackered. I told Jason that I'd be able to sleep fitfully (barring insomnia) knowing that my phone was safe but a new worry took its place - without my phone, how the hell was I going to wake up on time? I barely slept.

Seriously, after this entry, I'm going back to bed.

Apparently I'd left a note last night instructing Dad to wake me up at seven. Good move, Intoxicated Kelza! *high fives self* So, I was up on time and set about immediately resuscitating myself with breakfast and a cup of tea.

Without my phone, I had no idea what time it was. Still, I got to the Job Centre on time. Jason met me there after a while and bestowed upon me my phone, which I've never been happier to see, hateful piece of technology though it is. Jason and I chatted a little while and he said he'd contact me some time next week. Mel's heading back to London on Monday so they've got to make the most of what time they've got. I hope they have an awesome time!

Anywho, Job Centre. My payment's been sorted so I'll be paid on Wednesday as usual. I start at TNG at 9:00 on Monday and it's a full time thing, but they'll be putting me on a placement - the Star, I hope, since it's what we've all agreed on. All I need to do is get the bus on Monday and find the place - it's near Cineworld, opposite a pub called the Phoenix. If I get an early enough bus I should have plenty of time to find it.

This is Sir Kelsalot the Directionally Challenged, signing out! Wish me luck!