Day 3: Morning

Alright, so I haven't actually posted the last blog I wrote yet, though I did try, because apparently blogspot is not okay with copy and pasting. Who'd have thought it, huh? But I'm going to type another one right now, and maybe later I will conquer the evil website that won't let me post and you will all get two posts for the price of one.

I just got back from taking Walter to the library, without his charge cable, where I used him to talk to Drew for approximately fifteen minutes. My battery died, of course, in the middle of the conversation, and now it's recharging, but also telling me that I should get a new battery. My computer is actually telling me that I have to replace the battery, even as it struggles to charge the piece of crap I currently have. Brilliant. I suppose I have to go in search of a computer shop now and hope that they have one that's compatible with my super old (read: 3 ½ years) laptop. Wish me luck?

Of course, even if I do find one, I'll probably have to have it mail-ordered in, and I don't yet have an address. That's what I'm going to be trying to do in earnest today, now that I'm quite a bit better rested and almost completely adjusted to the time difference—find housing. It's kind of hard without access to the internet, though. I've text messaged two people who posted ads, now that my phone is working again, but I haven't heard back from either of them. I think I'm just going to go to campus today and wander about and see what I find. I'll leave as soon as this crappy battery is fully charged, in the hopes that I can find a campus library that has free wifi for students where they won't get upset with me for using their plugs. Then maybe I can actually post these things I've been writing.

In other news, the birds around here make really strange noises. They have crows that look exactly the same as the ones in the states, but they sound completely different. More sort of warbly, or something. Hard to describe. There's also a bird somewhere out there that makes noises like two cats fighting. I have no idea what bird that might be, but I hear it a lot, especially right before bedtime and in the early morning. And because I know somebody is going to ask, no, I don't think I've heard a Kookaburra yet, though there was a bird call this morning that sounded a bit like maniacal laughter, so that may have been one. I don't know for sure.

I watched the sunrise again this morning, armed with my camera to take pictures for you guys, but it wasn't nearly as spectacular as last time. The clouds are out in force today, and so far it's only been about 60 degrees. I actually had to wear both my sweatshirt and my jacket, and I put on regular jeans. Shocker. This is so not winter.

And that's all from me. Let me know how things are going on the home front. I miss you all terribly.

Much love,
Morgan