i'm writing this at the kitchen table. and do you know what that means, blogfolks?
yes that's right, i'm finally wifi-ed. thanks to my mac techie jeff for setting it up, i was entirely bamboozled.
in other news, the tremors are still enough to scare me. there's this moment when every nerve is on high alert, until you feel the tremor subside. not much fun at all. though luckily i am calming down, that constant anxiety is hard to live with.
i'm really hoping that big aftershock they keep talking about doesn't eventuate. interesting that many people around the country are suggesting that this quake is being sensationalised, and isn't really as bad as it's made out to be. try living here, fuckwits! there is, as i write, a crane pulling down a section of my workplace. and we were lucky the damage wasn't more extensive.
don't get me started on the liquifaction in bexley, those poor sods have houses that are subsiding into the mud, and the land is probably unable to be built on again. more and more cracks are appearing in our houses, our chimneys are in piles on the ground (it's still bloody cold here too!) and i have friends with kids who are totally traumatised by every tremor.
so, darlings, it is as bad as it's made out to be. but that said, we are fine, we are alive and we'll be swapping horror stories for years to come.