Auspisciousness galore

60 days. Seems auspiscious enough. Also the fact that its just gone midday (why is the blogger clock always wrong? ) and I've already done three things on my list of ten things to do in order to get this chapter finished. Yeah. Warning: in the next 60 days this blog may turn out to become an exercise in self-congratulation.
Bridget has got a job in Wellington. Yay for Bridget, sucks that she is joining the masses who seem to be leaving Christchurch.
I wonder if it was anything I said...