Pre-Edinburgh update

Dear Diary,

Today was shockingly positive. Was dragged out of bed by Mum, as I had to go and look like a mental by trekking down to Lidl for 9am (that's the 2nd early morning I've had this week, what's HAPPENING to me???) to pick up a computer screen.
Sadly, they were doing a promotion on computers too, which meant that the scene was absolute CARNAGE. Grown adults were yelling at each other, blaming the cashiers - I swear I saw someone shoving someone else. There was a short Jewish bloke who'd apparently been there since SIX IN THE MORNING, and point-blank refused to move his trolley, as he was first in the queue. For fuck's sake, it's a COMPUTER. The cashier actually looked relieved when I only asked for a monitor - I gave her a big smile and told her to ignore the imbeciles. Good deed for the day! Maybe..... Felt very pleased of myself for getting the last one, and hearing the joyful tone in Mum's voice upon telling her - so rewarded myself with a Maccies breakfast and a McFlurry. Fuck it, it's nearly the weekend! Mum said she owes me - hopefully that will remunerate itself in the form of £20 before I leave tomorrow, heh heh.....

Had another good steady morning shift at the pub (earned even MORE tips than yesterday), despite the big-eyed wanker who kept trying to talk to me despite me walking into other rooms, blatantly reading the paper and serving other customers in an attempt to avoid him. And he admitted he was trying to get me drunk the night I went on a post-dumped-memorial bender. Euuuuurgggggh. Anyway, jumped on a tram after that and was whisked straight into town to pick up my EDINBURGH TICKETS!!! Well, might as well get them in advance, eh? Save queueing tomorrow. And I REALLY sound like an old biddy now, so moving on.....

Decided not to go home straight away but strolled in the sun through town, looking in shops. Bought a hot chocolate (it was sunny, but DAMN cold!) and sat on a bench in front of the grass, watching the fountain and listening to "Bolero" on my Ipod. Yes, I'm a geek, but we should all take our pleasure where we can get it, right? It just so happens that mine involves being massively pretentious......

Cooked my first ever fish pie for tea, which went better than I ever could've expected. Had a good workout at the gym (Cutie nowhere to be seen, hmph) and chatted to Shaun again. His mates came over too. From what I could hear from outside the door (finding clothes to iron and pack) it sounds like he's been getting some action over there. Yikes. Oh well, at least he's having fun. Although it's not a good feeling to know my brother's getting more than me. Or to know ANY aspect of his sex life, to be honest. Oh god, he'd BETTER have used the condom I packed him!!

Been exchanging excited texts with Alice all day - mostly telling each other how excited we are. There have been constant references to a "feast" - I'm expecting to put on about 8 and a half stone this weekend. Apparently, if it'll fit in a fryer, the Scots will fry it. THAT INCLUDES PIZZAS.


PIZZAS.



PIZZAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fried PIZZAS!!! Can you IMAGINE such a world?? Not to mention I'll be surrounded by Scottish accents all weekend!!! (*slips off into David Tennant-filled daydreams*) And it sounds like Alice has A LOT planned. Have packed for all eventualities - mostly nights out, and have of COURSE included the Cheryl Cole dress, as it's my aim in life to find new places to be seen in it. Yeah.......

Right chaps, I'm off to bed. Got to be up at 7 frigging AM to sign for a delivery, "due between 7am and 2pm." I know what'll happen, I'll sit up from 7 till 10, and the minute I think "Bugger this, I'm off to dye my hair" they will show up, while I stand in front of them looking like I've been massacred (The dye is red, in case you were wondering). God, I hate early mornings......

Oooh, almost forgot to mention - I got an email today from a ticket site: the cheapest Jacko tickets I could find for the same night that Kyle's going (we always said we'd go together, it just can't be done any other way!) are £180 for 2. That's £90 A TICKET!!! That's cheaper than ANYWHERE else at the moment!! There is the small problem of me not really being in possession of £180, and why they can't just sell them singly. And the fact that Mum refused to help me out, after much begging, pleading, and forfeiting birthday presents for the next ten years.
Until Auntie rang, asking me to go help her for a few (paid) hours at work on Monday. Naturally said yes immediately. Except my tongue ran away with me, and next thing I knew, the words; "I'll do it..... but I MAY have a favour to ask in return......" came out of my mouth. Oh god. Still, I was very polite and level-headed, not begging, whining, or using the words "rich auntie" or "favourite niece" - and I made it clear that whatever I made from flogging the second ticket on Ebay would of course be hers, as people are clearly willing to pay over the odds (would obviously keep a LITTLE of the profit myself, I'm not STUPID!). Anyway, she's said she'll think about it and get back to me as soon as possible, so fingers crossed!!

God, this might actually work. There's still hope!

In case you weren't aware, I'm off up (very far) North tomorrow, so beware of the monster blog upon my return, dear pilgrims! (In other words - I'll write Monday)

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