Wreck-a-Blog
Long time, no update. Again. Oh, well, at least this time, I can honestly say that isn’t (all) my fault.
You see, last Friday I was abruptly awoken at about 10:10. Not that the time mattered much — I was going to get up around then anyway. No, the problem was the incessant banging going on outside. Me thinking, ‘Is it really necessary to be making such a fucking noise?!‘ It was. As my mind started to clear up, my nostrils filled with a burnt smell. Smoke. Fire! So, getting dressed as fast as I could, I rushed to the door before the firefighters could knock it down. Outside stood two policemen telling me to get out. A fire had broken out in the house right next to my apartment. Okay. Fuck. Shoes, cap, scarf, jacket. Getting the fuck out of there. No tobacco or cigarettes or lighter or wallet. That decision came to haunt me when I stood outside, watching the column of smoke. I could kill for a cigarette.
So, long story short, I stood outside, freezing my butt off for two hours, watching the firefighters do their work. Hoping, praying to whatever deity might listen that my beloved MacBook and my signed first edition of Fight Club would not be damaged.
They survived. As far as I can tell, there were no damages to my property, although I haven’t gotten around to check everything yet. Still, none of my irreplacable belongings were damaged. The apartment itself needs a complete overhaul, something that might take at least a month’s work. And then there’s the waiting for works to begin.
So, if you’ve been wondering about the lack of updates, here’s your answer.
