Current Mood: Sad

http://io9.com/5283524/a-funeral-for-a-time-lord

Let this be my official notice that when I die I want to be cremated and my ashes put into an urn-sized police box.

Allons-y!

Current Mood: Surprised

Did you know I’ve lived (if you count the last time I lived in Abbotsford) next to an activity centre with a pool for over a year, and never went in once? Yeah.

So in an attempt to better myself, confidence-wise regarding swimming (which I suck at), and getting in better shape, off I go tonight! I’ll try to do this after work on my free nights, since I have nothing better to do.

Current Mood: Playful

Dear work,

You make so many demands on my time.  You are sometimes long and hard, and you exhaust me.  Some days I just don’t even want to get out of bed because of you.

Still, without you my kids wouldn’t be able to live.  My life would really kind of suck.  I’m better off with you than without you.

Also, I’m using work as a metaphor for my penis.

Sincerely, Jim

Current Mood: Angry

Last night’s dream was the emotional equivalent of kicking a man while he’s down — no, not enough — kicking him in the nuts while he’s down.

So screw you, subconscious, and the Id you rode in on!

Current Mood: Cool

My shyness is the cloud cover to my radiant heart.

– Jim Allison

Current Mood: Borg-like

Current Mood: Bored

My Political Views
I am a center-left social moderate
Left: 1.47, Libertarian: 0.12

Political Spectrum Quiz

Current Mood: Playful

Type your name at Urban Dictionary (http://www.urbandictionary.com) and post what you find in your blog.

1. jim

A nickname for James.

Other examples of such nicknames include: Jimmy, Jimmie, Jimbo, Jamie, and many others.
Psst…I think Jim has a crush on Ann.

2. jim

A generic nickname used to give to a person of the male gender. Used commonly in hipster circles, mostly back in the ’60s and ’70s. See Marlon Wayans’ character’s usage of it in Requiem for a Dream for a good example.

“You hooked us up? Solid, Jim.”

Current Mood: Alarmed

Looks like I never posted about it here (damn you Facebook!), but I’ve been living with Lara in Burnaby for the last 5 months.  In the last 3 we’ve had some difficulty.  I won’t get into it, but there were miscommunications and misunderstandings, exacerbated by the close quarters of the condo.

So, I’ll be moving back to Abbotsford February 1st.  Lara and I aren’t breaking up; we’re just taking a step back to the point at which we were happier.

Damn I hate moving!

Current Mood: Ugh

This morning I got a root canal for my left bottom molar, which had splintered on the back side a few weeks back.  For those of you who are cringing, the procedure itself is painless.  The dentist wouldn’t start unless I was completely numbed from the Novocaine.  There was some discomfort from the needle she used to put in the freezing so I guess it’s not completely painless, but the, uh, rooting was.

The whole thing took 2 hours! The drilling didn’t take long, but I swear she took an hour just dredging up the pulp from the roots.  I’m happy with her attention to detail, as even a microgram of leftover nerve would have left me in agony after the freezing wore off.  For those who aren’t familiar with root canals there is information here.

I was feeling some deep bone pain as feeling started to come back so I popped the Ibuprofen and antiinflammatories the dentist prescribed.  Lara tells me my temperature is up, which makes sense.  My body’s trying to recover from some trauma.

Right now it’s a dull ache, slightly better than my worst day after the tooth splintered.  I have a temporary cap and will be getting the crown put on in a week-and-a-half.

Cost of root canal:  $1,600.  My medical will pay for half.  Cha-ching! Take care of your teeth, boys and girls!