Sep. 13th, 2010

It's wonderful to be home. Last night I slept in my own bed. Is there anything better than that?

Since returning last night (around one) I've felt four aftershocks, but they're really small ones. They freak me out not because they feel like earthquakes, but because they make doors shake in other rooms like someone is in the house. Scared the crap out of me every time. SOMEONE IS RUNNING IN OUR KITCHEN.

Lara said that when they happen and you're in bed it feels like someone is pushing the bed. Uh, that is NOT OKAY I WILL FREAK OH LORD. If I don't come to the computer ever again it's because I'm curled up in bed crying that poltergeists/onryƍs are coming to get me. (A few days ago I watched the first half of The Tale of Two Sisters. Asian ghosts are trying to get me every time I close my eyes.)

I feel so lazy today. Yesterday it took fourteen hours for us to get from the hotel in Brisbane to Christchurch. That was a one hour bus ride and a three hour flight. The rest was sitting around at between places waiting. Behold my mental exhaustion.

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