[	mood	|	stressed	]
[	music	|	Hollywood Whore - Papa Roach	]

I'm having a Bad Day over here - my brain informs me that I'm not ACTUALLY having a breakdown and should stop... but that's not working. Can't stop shaking, keep packing then unpacking, am obsessively washing everything I own, and my clock watching is so excessive that I'm tempted to put a damn post-it over the corner of the screen and hide both my phones.

I'm off to Download tomorrow. I don't know when, or how, or with who - hell, some of my lot haven't even received their TICKETS yet. *deep breath*

*screams anyway* No, that's not helping. I really DON'T want to go on the train - with just my beers, tent and sleeping bag I can barely lift my bag... ugh I might go rock in a corner for a bit.

ETA: Crisis averted - am being picked up in the morning. *fans self and crosses fingers*
 

[	mood	|	awake	]
[	music	|	Kirk/McCoy Vid - Friends	]

My clothes are packed, my tent and sleeping bag are bagged up, which just leaves me to sort out toiletries and the random few things in the morning. I'm being picked up at about half 9, so getting up at 7 should be plenty of time.

The only remaining sticking block is the beer and water, which are really bollocking HEAVY. My tent's not too light either, but since I'm in a car I'm hoping I can avoid doing it all in one trip. My mate reckons he's gonna need more than one attempt with his stuff, so depending on distance and how much I can fit into my second bag, I may leave one box in the car for a return journey.

*huge sigh* I can't say I'm anywhere near totally prepared, but at least now I have a plan to stick to!

PS - note to self. Get some new icons, dammit!