Well, the week started off with my final stuff at work, last couple of interviews and a brief dinner out at Harry’s with a bunch of the guys from work. Anastasia and I shared a quiet night together with some champagne and then the next day it was back to study and exams for her.

On Wednesday I was up ridiculously early to drive out to Orlando with Lea, who had generously agreed to drive me out there on her way down south to see her family. I had breakfast with her at the airport, then started the long process of flying back to New Zealand. First was a flight to Atlanta, which I dozed most of the way through, waited about an hour at the airport there before flying to LA. That flight I did a little reading, a little more dozing and was mostly just feeling really uncomfortable. I was in LA for five hours, where I tried to eat some food and talked with people back in Florida on the phone. For the flight to New Zealand, I doped up on Benadryl to put me out for most of it, and watched the Bourne Ultimatum on the in-flight entertainment system.

I arrived in Auckland very early in the morning, went through customs, transferred my baggage, then had some McBreakfast. They put milk in my coffee, which I wasn’t happy about. I chilled out for a bit, read a little of my book, then got on my plane to Christchurch.

Mum met me at the airport there then we made a brief side trip to her place to pick up my keys, NZ phone, plastic bins (that replace clothing drawers) , etc. before heading over to Dad’s so I could semi-unpack. I had a shower to wake me up and got set up (ish) in the spare room. I didn’t end up having lunch with Mum because of the parking issues in town. I tried to get various laptop things working, talking to some people online while sipping blackcurrant. Man I missed that stuff. I had dinner with Mum at Misceo’s (joined by Dace after a while), then back to Mum’s place for general chatter (and more blackcurrant ^^).

This morning I woke up at 5am and generally cursed my inability to take naps, or convince my body to go back to sleep once it had decided it was time to be awake. Anyway, I did some email, mucked about online and had some juice. I talked to people online, went and did some groceries, went to watch some rowing and have some coffee with Mum, then head back to Dad’s again. Rach came over for a little while and we generally chatted about stuff, caught up a little.

Later this afternoon, I took a bad turn, I’ve got a fever and chills and so on… I’m definitely sick, probably some viral thing. Ugh. I hate being sick.