Mikaela and I are down three flatmates and having a super lonely last night in O119 – right now, we’re in the gump eating mango sorbet and watching Iron Man 2 – but we just received a little ray of sunshine in the form of a tixt missage from Chelsea, who’s currently awaiting her connecting flight to LAX.  I quote:

“Bret from Flight of the Conchords was just spotted in the Auckland airport!”

THIS IS NOT A DRILL.  She is there.  He is there.  I am not there but I’m at least in the same country.  Before I got here, when I still knew basically nothing about New Zealand, the only thing I really wanted to accomplish was finding Bret and Jemaine.  This is probably as close as I’m going to get, and at this point, I’m willing to compromise.  Thanks, NZed – we’re going out with a bang!