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Scope tonight, and I am shitting myself. Got about an hour or so after work to finalise the general gist of my set list. Still haven’t got a place to stay in Edinburgh. Still haven’t arranged a time/place to meet Tribs and Skye, or what we’d be doing, and I won’t be on IRC long tonight. Plus I’ve a limited selection of clean clothes atm after London, and I probably won’t have any time/place to shave my body before Ascension. And I somehow need to pay this and last month’s council tax and get a direct debit sorted out for it, plus another for my phone bill, plus a new standing order for Daisy. Why do banks and council offices have stupid opening hours? And my mp3 player is still away for repairs. Fuckfuckfuck. I need something or someone to help stop this terrible feeling inside.

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