hopeaugust

i think the weekend's catching up with me.

Saturday was spent recovering from the worlds worst hangover (see previous journal entry), trying to convince Auckland city's public to sign a petition for the correct labelling of battery farm eggs. In New Zealand most battery hen farm eggs are labelled as 'farm fresh' thereby misleading the general public who, it seems, don't really give a fuck.
Guess it comes down to education rather than enforcement - however in saying that, wearing a short skirt and a smile is a very effective way to encourage potential supporters.

And then on Sunday i saw my mate who is designing my wings and they are going to be beautiful. I've also decided to get a butterfly on my forearm.

for some reason i'm finding it hard to breath over the past couple of days and i'm not sure why. maybe it was the two packets of cigarettes that i accidently inhaled over the weekend. i'm hoping that yoga will help.

on that note - Namaste

Oxymoron of the Day:
Taking it easy is hard.