Exam Procrastination by means of Battery Hen

I am sure you are looking at that title and saying 'yes she really has lost it this time', but when placed in the position where its a choice between reading a  fourth essay on Adorno's culture industry and googling battery hens, hens win every time.

So to start, I will explain the situation. As I have the unfortunate pleasure of being in NUIM, I have exams after Christmas (hence the lack of new blog entries). I must admit, what I am studying is relatively interesting, but there are only so many hours a day you can read for. So I took a break (a two hour one) and generally messed about on the internet. I went onto the RTE news website to see how the rest of the world was doing without having exams, and there was this little video on the side about battery hens which were rescued from being culled in a poultry farm somewhere in the country. They were going to be culled because their cages didnt meet EU standards. They were looking for people who could adopt these hens .... 600 of them ....

So, what did I do when faced with the sad faces of these poor shaggy hens? I rang the mother. After a bit of persuading, she has given in, and is adopting 6 of the poor creatures to give them a better life on the Dalton farm. Roy will be thrilled with the new additions.

On a side note from the last blog, the dying cat in the kitchen is still .... well ... dying. But the mother has a cold at the moment so she cant smell her so other than the fact that she looks pretty rotten, she is fine. Still eating, drinking, taking over the rocking chair on a regular basis, and still driving the other little man insane.

In regards to the other little man, his broken leg wasn't actually broken, merely sprained, and after a trip to the vets and an unplanned chopping off of his male bitsies, he realised that faking being in severe amounts of pain leads to dire consequences and suddenly had a miraculous recovery. My dad keeps telling him that if he moans again they will chop something else off .... cruel .....

The New Year resolution which I made secretly to myself  to go to the college gym is going extremely well. I went to penneys yesterday and bought a lovely pair of Spongebob Squarepants tracksuit bottoms, and I have looked up healthy eating and exercising. I havent actually gone to the gym yet, but that is just a minor setback ..... I refuse to face reality in relation to the subject until after exams.

Happy new year everyone!