So today I finally looked everywhere for my Ipod and it is officially gone.

So far I have had 2 pairs of boxers stolen
lots of small change
countless socks (I came here with 12 pairs of new dress socks, I have 5 left)
My 30G Ipod


All my music in the world was on that Ipod, now its all gone...


The plane ride home will suck.



Anyways, one casting today, I'll head over there in 2 min (its 600m away), then off to the agency to talk about what the fuck is happening with jobs.