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I'm safe, and in Edinburgh, and my luggage is somewhere between here and Heathrow.

Sigh. Such a good sign, isn't it?

On the bright side, Edinburgh is quite lovely, and I'm hoping to get a look at some flats today, if only from the outside, and go do a wee bit of sightseeing.

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Fuck that shit, BMI, I'm gonna go buy new clothes and if my luggage isn't here by this evening you're paying for them.

Football on tonight, which is possibly the only bright spot in the day.

No, that's not true, the lovely middle-aged woman and her son who helped me locate the place I'll be working were a very bright spot as well. (I wanted to check out how to get there tomorrow, and it's a good thing I did because it's a mite confusing out there. "We interrupt Calder Road for Calder View, followed by Calder Court. Calder Road will continue in a few hunder meters." Oi.)

Looked around for flats to let as well, and um. Why is it that in the Gorgie area, sometimes half the street seems to be for let? What's wrong with that area? o_O

Er, if anyone feels like sending me some text messages, my number's +32 486 68 90 90, and I'll be supportering for England in tonight's match, but non-football related texts are also welcome, of course. :)

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Have aquired clothes. And by clothes I mean a skirt and blouse, which I fear will create an entirely wrong first impression of my usual attire, but hey, it's a nice skirt, and I didn't like any of the trousers at H&M.

Had to ask several salespeople for advice on whether the skirt and blouse go together, and should I wear panties under it or just go bare-legged, and stuff. Bless H&M and their patient-with-the-fahion-impaired salesstaff.

Food now, then footie. Yay! Don't forget to text me, fellow football people! (Yes, Leena, I'm looking at you!)