I accidentally in your base

"It is I! I have returnedeth!", and so on.

Haven't read LJ for about three weeks, so if I missed anything truly fantastic/important/wotnot, do let me know. Otherwise, I'll just start again from around, ooh, here.

I had a mixed weekend, starting with getting home on Friday to find a 'courtesy copy' of legal papers served on my landlady for immediate repossession of the flat (non-payment of leasehold and maintenace fees or something along those lines). Obviously this isn't brilliant news from my point of view, and my lack of smiley happiness about the whole thing is somewhat accentuated by the fact that I personally took the bloody leasehold bill to the letting agency when it was delivered in October, when they said they would "deal with it". Bastards.

Funnily enough I'm not hugely encouraged by the fact that they used the exact same phrase again today when I took their copy of the legal papers in to their offices and suggested that they do something about it. Time will tell. And not very much of it either... I may yet be glad that I haven't really unpacked most of my junk :-\

Other than that burst of excitement, life continues much the same... I work, I occasionally see lunernia, and I have more bills than I have income by a substantial amount. I did actually restart my end of the house-sale paper-trail last week though, so once again there's at least some chance of me digging my way out of the debt problems before the whole mess implodes around my ears.