barely fatal

So it’s over again. Let me briefly summarize my ordeal: Christmas 2007.

It all starts with my washing machine blowing up. Okay, it did not exactly blow up, but there is a lot of water in my bathroom, I can tell you. I can merely mop up the worst of the mess, then I have to hurry to the train station. The train is 30 minutes late, and it’s freezing cold, of course.

Next day, Sunday morning, I wake up with a bad headache. Like a zombie, I walk into the bathroom. Instantly my nose starts to bleed. I get it stopped, then my glasses break. Well, the frame cracks, irreparably. Five minutes and some magic with scotch tape later, I sit at the breakfast table, considering to skip the whole Christmas business.

Now, five days later, I’m happy that I didn’t. Got some nice presents, including a Dilbert calender, socks (yep), books and Blade Runner – The Final Cut. I had tons of great food (thanks, Mom!), and we even found the time to visit the quite famous miniature world “Miniatur Wunderland” in Hamburg.

Oh, and I have new glasses, and I’m seriously considering to get contact lenses again. The train I sit in and where I write this is 20 minutes late, yeah, but somehow that can’t scare me.