The first phase of packing up has been exhausting, but I was surprised to discover a $100 Dymocks bookstore voucher amongst the contents of my bookshelf. What a godsent! Not that I'm itching to buy anything in particluar at the moment, but this is incentive enough to get rid of those books that I have no academic or emotional attachment to. Some of them are giveaways from my year of sub-editing the literature section of the student newspaper 'On Dit', and others are spur-of-the-moment purchases that are best classified as 'chick lit'. Adios.