In which I no longer trust the ground below me.

Greetings, all!

As most of you may have heard by now, we had quite the earthquake here in Chch last week. Lots of rubble, lives destroyed, etc. Being that I am from a place that is renowned for having many a quake, I am decidedly unphased by the entire earthquaking process. You know, all of the stuff that happens after? Noticing the destruction, melodramatic newspaper articles and the like. I'm really rather over it at this point.

On to better news-- Tom and I are going to Wellington tomorrow for a week! Should be bonkers, I'm very excited.

I'm still experiencing rather frequent pangs of violent homesickness. I'm rather tired of the weather here in NZ at the moment, it's certainly not helping my melancholy mood (it's not so so bad, mostly just vexing).

I got into Canterbury, which is lovely. I don't start until February, which is not so lovely.

Lois has been gone on her Anglo-adventure for about 2 weeks now! The house/ estate just isn't the same without her. Betsy is going absolutely bat shit insane every few minutes, etc. I think she misses good ol' mom.

That's all for now, folks. Look for another update while I'm in Wellington, hopefully.

<3