2007-01-18

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2007-01-18 03:45 pm
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Storm

My brother and every other school student in Hamburg got home from school early because of the storm, which our meteorologists called Kyrill. University students are expendable, so our courses do take place, they're probably hoping for some vacant places for new students after the hurricane . At school, one of the teachers, a teacher with the driest humour, came in and said that he wanted to make a trip to the Sachsenwald today - which is a forest in the South-east of Hamburg. Apparently, he doesn't really like his 8th a lot. A lot of teachers fretted because of changed schedules and threatened art projects and the children happily went home in the rain, whooping as their umbrellas were bent to disproportionate shapes, glad to have some unexpected time off.

Last time there was this kind of storm in Hamburg, back in 2002, our basement was flooded and we spent hours bucketing water out of it. 

One of the tall, tall douglas firs in front of our house came crashing down upon our roof and bent the one standing next to it, and we had to have the auxiliary fire brigade come round to our house to cut down the tree and examine the damage to our roof, which was easily mended, thankfully, but pretty pricy all the same.

*peers at churning skies* 

Please?
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2007-01-18 07:25 pm
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Belated Warnings

It is pissing down outside.
Nontheless, I took my umbrella and hurled myself at the weather, fought my way towards the bus station and went to the uni, walked the ten minute walk which felt like eternity and took me at least twenty-five minutes today, got to the uni dripping wet, water seeping through my shoes, nearly blind because of the drops on my glasses, water running down my spine, the works -

ONLY TO FIND A LITTLE NOTE PINNED TO THE DOOR SAYING THAT THE SEMINAR'S BEEN CANCELLED!!!

I couldn't believe it.
Well, there was nothing to be done but turn around and go home, which is what I did.

And what do I see when I get home and have a look at my inbox? There is a mail, apparently sent at 16:50, saying that the seminar has been cancelled. Only that I checked my E-mails directly before I left at 17:10, and there was nothing there.
Sometimes, I hate my e-mail provider a little. 

'Storm Warnings', by Adrienne Rich )