It's not been a bad 24 hours, actually. Last night I wrote 3000 words of novel. Then I had pleasingly bizarre dream in which I got a copy of Metal Hammer which came with two free black toothbrushes. I managed to get up before 8 for the first time in months, sent a load of e-mail including a really long one to Alex, and went to the sorting office to pick up a letter. Sadly, it turned out to contain my evil chip'n'pin card. Not only do you have to make an effort not to discover other people's pin numbers with them, but it's soooooo boring-looking! I wasn't overly fond of my old debit card (Ibid's was much prettier, vehemently though she disagreed), but this one is dull beyond measure. And now I have to contact all (two of) the companies who use my debit card details to tell them to change them.

Work was actually ok, though. I was stocktaking, which should utterly soul-destroying, as it's completely pointless, since we stocktake as we go along anyway. But I actually got to handle sheet music ("The Organist's Funeral Album" anyone? Sounds appealing, doesn't it?) and listen to mini-moshers trying to afford equipment for their bands, which was somehow more enjoyable than just staring at the abstractness of invoices. Then I did wrote some programs for my supervisor in Australia, which I'd been putting off, so it was a relief to get it out of the way, and I never fail to impress myself with my mad coding sk1llz.

Plans For This Weekend in expletives. Why? Because I beeping well feel like it!

Friday: Arch Beeping Enemy! The Beeping Haunted! And Dark Beeping Tranquilityyyyyyy in beeping Nodnolllllllll! DEATH BEEPING METAAAAAAAAAL!!!!!!!!! BEEPING YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!

Apart from the fact that I'm having to miss New Model Barsteward Army, only my favourite band ever, in order to do this. It had to be Arch Beeping Enemy though, as they give by far the better performance in my opinion. (Just as long as Angela doesn't lose her beeping voice again, as she did on 17th December 2003, when I was intending to see them in L33ds, oddly enough.)

I would have gone to see NMBA in beeping Manchester this eve, but due to my beeping parents being away in beeping Tenerife, I couldn't get the time off work needed to go there. Screaming Banshee Barsteward Aircrew are also playing in beeping Hull this evening and that cbeep Alex is going (as is that bbeep Krissi, who I met two weeks ago, who lives in beeping Dorset, among other people), and I am obviously not. Though I suppose I shouldn't complain. After all, it's not like I haven't seen them this year . . .

Anyway. Afterwards, I go stay with Sleeve and UKC Alex in beeping Whitstable.

Saturday: Spend time in beeping Kent, as Nodnol was hellish enough last time I was there (Tuesday 7th), so I don't want to see it on the Saturday before Christmas. Hopefully see Dale, and others as is convenient. Int evening, possibly see beeping Neurosis in beeping Nodnol (I like what I've heard of their stuff, but I don't have a ticket, as the f00king bee - er, booking fee - and postage were beeping extortionate, so I don't know if I'll try to get one on the night), and almost definitely go to beeping Slimelight! As I'll have (hopefully) slept a bit before this one, and will NOT accidentally leave my beeping Pro Plus in the cloakroom this time, beeping yaaaaaaaay!

Sunday: Meet Nick, possibly meet Soppygit, and head home. Beep!