Okay so I know I haven't updated this in a month but seriously, it's hard to even write a blog when it's so miserable outside. Yesterday was the first sunny day in about two weeks, and I spent it inside, on a computer, writing some parts of a poorly-constructed first chapter to my thesis. I know, I know, quit being Crivy. But it's hard to stay upbeat when it's only fall and you never see the sun.
Alex and I bought a car. I can post a picture of it but I probably will not. It's red, standard, and about the size of a dinner table. It's a Subaru Vivio. This weekend the country is celebrating "Queen's Birthday," although I don't really think it's anyone's birthday, but it means everyone gets Monday off from work. Alex and I are taking a trip in our car somewhere to celebrate Queen's Birthday.
The yoga studio across the street from us closed down, and around the same time, living with our current flatmates became unbearable. I just blocked them from seeing this link on facebook so they won't read this. But maybe they will, it really doesn't matter. Little things like tea and sugar and toilet paper are becoming huge issues, like slam the door and scream "Assholes!" in the morning to wake everyone up issues. It's a tense environment, to say the least. Alex and I are looking for new places. I want a backyard.
I promised my hockey team that if they throw a party, I'll teach them beer pong and flip cup. They're pretty into the idea. I'm pumped.
One Kiwi thing I've learned in the last month: TV used to
go to sleep! Like it would shut off around eleven and turn back on in the morning. Not like in America when that happens in old-fashioned movies and you feel a sense of nostalgia for something you never lived through, but in the eighties! Even the early nineties! Apparently what would happen is an adorable, oversized Kiwi bird would come onscreen, climb up into the cartoon satellite dish on top of TVNZ's cartoon building, and curl into a ball and go to sleep. They call him the Goodnight Kiwi, and he's still a big deal, even though they play infomercials now instead of shutting down tv, like any other lame Western country.
I'm going to run and buy tea to mail to my grandma now, but I feel like I'll just write less formal blogs on a more frequent basis, since it seems like my family doesn't read them anyway, and that's who I was keeping it PG for.
So I realized that not posting pictures was pretty lazy, especially since I wasn't posting anything because I didn't feel like it.
Alex and I found these trees in somebody's front yard on Waheke Island outside of Auckland. Pretty, yes?
