Man, I'm not someone who believes in using all-lowercase in order to express depression and exhaustion, but if I did, this entry would be written in all-lowercase. And without punctuation.
We visited Julian's godmother this weekend. On the drive back, we succesfully circumvened most of the traffic jams and drove through heavy snowfall with the utmost care. Only so some FUCKING STUPID BELGIAN ASSHOLE WOULD CRASH INTO US.
I mean, there are two types of car crash, the kind that's unavoidable and the kind that's just brainless. In heavy snowfall, you'd expect someone to skid on ice, or brake too hard or too late. But noooo, it was some idiot to be distracted by his passengers (IT'S DARK AND SNOWING, WHAT ARE YOU DOING) and NOT CHECK WHETHER THE LANE IS FREE BEFORE PULLING INTO IT.
I know I should be grateful that our car is heavy enough to be shaken but to stay in its lane, rather than turning into a 90-km/h billard ball on a rather crowded highway. And that nobody was hurt, aside from overdoses of adrenaline (and a young policeman was hit on the hand by Felix, who did not appreciate the intrusion. I have really polite kids.). And that the idiot actually followed us onto a lay-by and gave us his name etc. And that the police arrived in a timely manner and explained to the idiot's elderly passenger that no, they didn't believe that we had in fact swerved into them, and no, the damage didn't look old, either. But aaaargh, more repairs and money we don't have and struggles with insurances (internationally, woo hoo) and HONESTLY, YOU BASTARD, WHAT KIND OF IDIOT DOESN'T CHECK WHETHER A LANE IS FREE. ESPECIALLY IN FOUL WEATHER AND ON A CROWDED HIGHWAY. (It was not a "blind area" thing, either. We had almost overtaken him when he pulled into the lane we were occupying.)
If this is a general trend for 2015, I want a new year, please.