12:37 am in Germany, and the closest thing to disaster right now is that I still have Christmas packages sitting around waiting for me to finish wrapping them up so I can bring them to the post office. Why didn't I do this a week ago? Why am I always taken by surprise by Christmas? I suck.
However, no signs of earthquake, tsunami, unexplained rumbles or great flashes of fire or Cthulhu rising from the depths to destroy our fragile mortal minds. Bit of a letdown, really. So far, at least.