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Yoga

Thursday, February 1st, 2018

I used to do yoga, for about three years around 2010s. It was always in a school gym where the floors were freezing. I still loved it, it was once a week for 90 minutes. You started with a ten minute orientation and ended with ten minutes of relaxation, which, I must admit, led to me falling asleep a few times. But that was sort of the point, really. I even did a full weekend with the weirdest yoga instructor ever. It was some hardcore shit too, let me tell you, we’d stare at a candle flame for fifteen minutes, then blow out the candle and stare at the imaginary candle flame for another fifteen. I mean…

But it sort of lost its appeal to me, I couldn’t focus on it anymore and kept being distracted by my thoughts (perhaps it was a manic episode, who knows, those times are a bit blurry to me, for a variety of reasons) and so I quit. I tried a few poses at home, but it didn’t feel right and in the end I abandoned all yoga.

Until today. I’ve signed up for a new gym in town and they have a lot of classes, from Les Mills Combat (yAy!!) to yogalates (i’m sort of intrigued by this) to just plain yoga. Which I went to this evening. Sixty minutes of intense shit and I can tell you with the utmost gravity that tonight’s yoga was everything my body has been missing. I’m almost in tears because it feels so right, my body feels so refreshed and agile.

So yea. Yoga, good for me. 10/10 would recommend to me.

London

Monday, July 17th, 2017

I can’t believe it’s been two weeks since I left London. I know it was just a quick pop-by, but it was the most happiest three days I’ve had in months.

I met Adam, a bloke I knew only through Facebook and he turned out to be every bit as wonderful and awesome and everything as I expected. And beyond. Mate, you’re truly a treasure, I am so fucking hyped to have met you in person.

I had such a great time with my husband, just walking around, having a picnic in the park and slouching in our hotel room at late night.

I’ve not travelled much, but none of the places I’ve been to have made me so passionately fall in love with it than London has. It’s ridiculous.

I miss it. I miss London. I started missing it the moment I stepped in the plane on Heathrow (can you imagine our flight left from gate 1?)

Yea.

HBD

Wednesday, May 10th, 2017

Happy Birthday to my life saver, my one true love, my first my last my everything, a river in a time of dryness, a harbour in a tempest.

Happy birthday, bby

Sunday, April 2nd, 2017


Fassy B


Happy 40th birthday, you gorgeous fucker!

HBD

Sunday, December 18th, 2016

A very happy birthday to my other favourite kiwi actor, Julian Arahanga. 44 and still looking ever so hot. <3