the daily shock

The last week was a quite strange one. There were ups and downs, lefts and rights but no straight direction at all. So, wha' happen'?

First, There was this Wednesday, when I spinned some plastic at a club called "Cinnabar Redd". I burned some forty CDs and put proper vibes into the place. After all these years, playin' CDs was a little strange to handle, especially without a monitor and the like... But everybody was quite well with the sound and they seemed to like it.

Second was the farmhouse-party on Saturday. We rented a house with a huge green lawn and a deep blue swimming-pool to excessively party with all it takes. Again, I was spinning some plastic with phat Techno-Tracks and went the ruff way... After dancing till sunrise, I took a little walk for having a pee and when I returned five minutes after, I found out that somebody stole my pouch, which I left on a chair...

Digicam, mobile, wallet with debit cards and lots of important things were just gone from one moment to the other - shit happens!

On Sunday afternoon, all the bunch of us went to the football-field of the Nizam College for football-practice. I was the goalie and I am mad enough to be a good one, I think. But the absence of fear was very contraproductive since I once had to stop a ball by jumping, stretching, flying, landing on the ground and having a full break with head, elbows, breast and tummy on the dirty, stony ground. I was successful and could touch the ball with my fingertips to give it a little push and made it missing the goal by a few centimeters. But when I stood up, I felt everything hurting and I decided to go to hospital. There, they gave me basic treatment, cleaned and desinfected the wounds with ayodine and a kind of brush. Now I am covered all over with friction burns, deep scars and whatever.

But the good thing is that I only had to pay 130 Rs. for the treatment, which is around 2,60 Euros (Tetanus-vaccination included). The next days, I will stay home. I should have done that on the last weekend...