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In a chokehold
Feb. 7th, 2024 11:53 amUgh I feel so exhausted because this morning has been so stressful.
But before that last night suddenly took a turn. The day was going pretty good. I watched the new Sorry vid (unhinged as always), watched Tubbo and Luzu meet (and also be unhinged) and Slime’s slay the princess stream (also unhinged) which were all good. As was the new Magic Arena update. But then out of nowhere, BAM depression sadness coupled with the headache, which I thought had calmed, returning.
After failing to distract myself I went to bed and it took awhile to sleep but I hoped it would at least help, but then I woke up absurdly early (it was around 6ish when I finally decided to look) and bam! The headache was back and even worse. Ugh.
Thankfully I’d took meds up with me and they managed to calm it down but I still couldn’t settle.
Perhaps it was just as well I was up because it was the presale for the Sleep Token tour and I was hoping to get a ticket, though I had heard the recent US one was a nightmare. I had the site up ready to go and watched the countdown tick down from 10 minutes down to zero and… I had no luck. Despite refreshing the ticketmaster site constantly and being there from the start all I had no luck. I did get platinum ones once, but those were double the price and I couldn’t see why so there was no way I was doing that. I refreshed for about 40 minutes to see if any came through from leaving baskets but, nope.
I wasn’t alone, lots of people had trouble with every venue which ugh. But they did change the presale for Birmingham to ticket factory and I managed to get one there! Sure it’s up high and seated but it’s better than nothing and seems to be in a good place.
But ugh. I’ve not been to an arena gig in forever and this is part of the reason why. Not just the nightmare getting a ticket but also the price which was more than I expected but Sleep Token are one of the few bands that I’ve not seen that I must so…
(And of course Kill The Lights post they’re touring in Birmingham in a few months too and have tickets on sale, much cheaper of course though I have to look the venue details properly later before buying, at least they won’t be crazy)
But also ugh! The washer is meant to be sorted and coming tomorrow, Cept they called this morning and want id and stuff with address and whatever, which seems ugh. And anything mum suggested wasn’t enough. I had to come down and talk to them and all the things they suggested are either done online (so have no letters) or don’t have paperwork anyway (mum’s pension) and it got to the point it looked like that wasn’t going to be sorted either. (All this while I was frantically refreshing so I wasn’t in the best mindset)
Then they called back and said ‘oh well except the letters you have we’re coming tomorrow morning’ which ugh all that stress for nothing.
I just hope once that comes there’s no more stress, but I suspect something else will happen cause that’s how things are going lately. Bleh. (Though saying that I do have two things I have to chase up which, ugh)
But before that last night suddenly took a turn. The day was going pretty good. I watched the new Sorry vid (unhinged as always), watched Tubbo and Luzu meet (and also be unhinged) and Slime’s slay the princess stream (also unhinged) which were all good. As was the new Magic Arena update. But then out of nowhere, BAM depression sadness coupled with the headache, which I thought had calmed, returning.
After failing to distract myself I went to bed and it took awhile to sleep but I hoped it would at least help, but then I woke up absurdly early (it was around 6ish when I finally decided to look) and bam! The headache was back and even worse. Ugh.
Thankfully I’d took meds up with me and they managed to calm it down but I still couldn’t settle.
Perhaps it was just as well I was up because it was the presale for the Sleep Token tour and I was hoping to get a ticket, though I had heard the recent US one was a nightmare. I had the site up ready to go and watched the countdown tick down from 10 minutes down to zero and… I had no luck. Despite refreshing the ticketmaster site constantly and being there from the start all I had no luck. I did get platinum ones once, but those were double the price and I couldn’t see why so there was no way I was doing that. I refreshed for about 40 minutes to see if any came through from leaving baskets but, nope.
I wasn’t alone, lots of people had trouble with every venue which ugh. But they did change the presale for Birmingham to ticket factory and I managed to get one there! Sure it’s up high and seated but it’s better than nothing and seems to be in a good place.
But ugh. I’ve not been to an arena gig in forever and this is part of the reason why. Not just the nightmare getting a ticket but also the price which was more than I expected but Sleep Token are one of the few bands that I’ve not seen that I must so…
(And of course Kill The Lights post they’re touring in Birmingham in a few months too and have tickets on sale, much cheaper of course though I have to look the venue details properly later before buying, at least they won’t be crazy)
But also ugh! The washer is meant to be sorted and coming tomorrow, Cept they called this morning and want id and stuff with address and whatever, which seems ugh. And anything mum suggested wasn’t enough. I had to come down and talk to them and all the things they suggested are either done online (so have no letters) or don’t have paperwork anyway (mum’s pension) and it got to the point it looked like that wasn’t going to be sorted either. (All this while I was frantically refreshing so I wasn’t in the best mindset)
Then they called back and said ‘oh well except the letters you have we’re coming tomorrow morning’ which ugh all that stress for nothing.
I just hope once that comes there’s no more stress, but I suspect something else will happen cause that’s how things are going lately. Bleh. (Though saying that I do have two things I have to chase up which, ugh)
