http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2328702&l=95555&id=3201090
And here's another album with my graduation photos, among many other photos:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2328680&l=7a011&id=3201090
The News:
Work is good. My assistant manager is not. He broke his back not long after my last post. We was driving boxes to the store in town and he was hit by a boy racer (drag racer in California-speak). He has multiple compound fractures and a slipped disk. He's been bed-bound for weeks. He took a walk the other day... I heard it didn't go to well. He might be back after Christmas. So, I've had to step it up from 3IC and pretend to be assistant manager, which was stressful for a week, but now it's fine. I basically had to figure out how to manage the store when the manager has a day off. The mess in the back room is much better. The store is actually functional now. Work is mostly pleasant. I don't mind it. My boss turned out to be a huge Radiohead fan, so I loaded up Sissy's iPod with all my favorite music and we have it going on the store stereo all day. One of my coworkers is leaving. She put in two weeks notice a week ago, then showed up to work drunk yesterday morning when I was in charge, so I had to send her home. That was no fun. She's kind of my only friend in this town, and now I'm pretty peeved. We two new part timers. The kid is annoying and won't do what I tell him to. The boss going to tell him off tomorrow. :) The other person is an older woman who's even crazier than I am (in a good way, I think), so I like her.
More news... Colin and I are moving in 2 weeks. Out current flat is driving us nuts. We can hear EVERYTHING the people above us do. We hear them walk, talk, watch movies, cook, open doors, etc. There's not insulation in the ceiling. It's really horrible, and we're losing our minds. We were casually searching for a new flat in Korokoro, and we found a good one. Its the same price, it has a small second bedroom, room for a small garden, and a view of the harbor from the side window in the living room. The sliding glass door looks out on to a hillside covered with native trees and looks up into the hills. It's beautiful. It's the top flat in a block of four, and there's a firewall between out flat and the one next door. The current tenant says it's really quiet. It's managed by a real property manager (independent, not from a big company), and he's not a flake like our current landlords. He chose us out of 5 potential tenants, and we're a young couple, so we're feeling pretty lucky. He says he's picky about tenants. The others are all shift workers: a nurse, one who works on the ferries, and another on the railway, so they are all occasional day sleepers, so the place HAS to be quiet. :) Colin and I need the quiet. There's room to plant veggies on the car pad so I'm going to move all my herbs and veg over. The new flat is just one street downhill from our current one.
Life is good. Summer in Wellington is AMAZING. Most days are sunny, and some are downright muggy! I love it! The city has to be one of the nicest cities on Earth on a sunny, warm day. We went to the beach for Colin's birthday. The city moved sand from the South Island, dumped it, and made a beach right in downtown. We forgot our togs, so we were sad we couldn't go swimming. There are floating barges to swim out to. Maybe we'll go swimming for my birthday! Yesterday, Colin and I got fancy fish and chips, brought beers from home, and had dinner on the beach in Petone. It was great! Then I got EATEN by sandflies. The bites are horrible. I have giant ankles and a welt on my hip about 4 inches in diameter. The tops of my feet are thrashed. I've been loading up on steroid/antibacterial cream left over from my spider bite (1.5 weeks ago, got infected, had to see a doctor) all day, and it isn't much help. When I got home today, I covered my feet in Colin's toothpaste, and that really helped. I had to explain it to the new landlord though, because he brought over the paperwork tonight, and the toothpaste smell was pretty crazy.
Colin's making a cheese platter from the cheese his parents gave him for his birthday. I love fancy cheese. Adios!
2 comments:
Kindly remind New Zealandia that November is not part of summer.
-Drew.
oh, also, I used to use peanut butter to get beach tar off my feet in SB, because it's the only thing that worked that I usually had handy. I think a bathroom that smells overwhelmingly like peanut butter is weirder than a flat that smells like minty freshness.
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