02:23 a.m.: Went to bed after reading way too much Mag7 gen. Yeah, I'm still sick. So what?
08.32 a.m.: Woken up by brother demanding to be driven to work since he'd overslept. And claimed that the next train would make him too late, so pleeeease? Discovered so far unknown altruistic streak and said 'yes'.
09.49 a.m.: Returned home and went back to bed. Neck hurting; sure indicator for migraine to follow. Argh.
01.43 p.m.: Woke up (damn alarm clock didn't work!), ate lunch, held aching head, swallowed painkillers, slept.
04.10 p.m: Got up again (head still achy), packed things to go see mareen.
04.37 p.m.: Got into car.
04.53 p.m.: Crashed into another car which, in turn, got pushed into the other lane and hit another car. Thankfully, no person got hurt, but own car didn't look nice anymore. Front bumper smashed, hood pushed in it's a miracle the lights, of all things, still worked. All machinery underneath hood still worked, too. Equally amazing. Other drivers took situation with equanimity. Not joining in that feeling since car crash my fault and insurance rates will be sky high once this is over.
05.20 p.m.: Police finally arrived. Had seen more than 5 police cars drive by -- evidently some kind of 'situation' at the football stadion. Great. Raining.
06.02 p.m.: Following mother in her car to garage. Still stunned that car could move at all.
07.05 p.m.: Finally at mareen's. Mad as hell and without any idea how to survive the next weeks without car. How to commute to work -- public transport?! Sucks. Most likely, car repairs will be more expensive than car's worth right now. Sucks, sucks, sucks.
00.14 a.m.: Going back to parents' home again by train.
00.52 a.m.: Home. Switched on computer. Found a new chapter in Katherine Lehmann's "Learning to improvise" series. Now feeling a bit better. Refusing to think of tomorrow. And car.

What a wonderful, wonderful day...