stolen

i forgot.

i got a call from the bank asking me if i had used my credit card at a petro can in north york that day. i hadn't.

someone stole my card.

then i had to explain that they couldn't call me back at this number in eight weeks, once the investigation was over, because i wouldn't be here. and that i didn't know when i'd be back, and yeah, it'd be nice to have the visa card with me for my trip. no i don't have a phone number in europe that i can be reached at, and no, i don't have an address. yes, i can call TD collect from wherever i end up.

can you tell i'm procrastinating? more blogs to come, i'm sure.