No stress what so ever....

So. Back in June there was an issue with the 2nd floor neighbor. The cops were called and the neighbor gave notice shortly there after.

We made some calls and arranged so we could move in up stairs.

The money has changed hands and we were looking forward to moving on Friday, August 1 and having everything settled before the wedding on the 23rd. We were hoping to start moving in a few days before the end of the month but were expecting the former neighbor to piss around and make us wait until the last minute.

Today the landlord calls and says there may be a delay in us moving in. She didn't specify but hinted that the former tenant might not have all their crap moved out. It could be a day or two before we can move in. Not really a big deal since our apartment isn't being rented for a few months, we can stay put.

Half an hour later she calls back. It seems that the former tenant has been telling the landlord that charges had been laid over the June incident. This is the first I'd heard about. Did I want to press charges? Hell yeah. Probably could have dinged her with trespassing and assault but would it have really been worth it? Probably not. I then spent half an hour on the phone with the police trying to find out what the hell is going on. Suffice it to say no charges were laid against ANYONE.

Hopefully the move is sorted out tomorrow and we can move on Friday. If not I guess we'll be staying put for a few days.

Dental Visit

Yesterday Carrie had a dental visit to finish her cleaning. On the way out I decided that since the wedding is getting closer I should get my cleaning done soon and booked an appointment. I was expecting to have to wait a week but they had an opening this morning.

I get to the dentist office about 15 minutes early and go in. The hygienist Takes a quick peek in my mouth and asks the usual questions. She then hands a cup with some liquid in it.

"We're going to do an oral cancer screening. The rinse needs to be swished around for 45 seconds and it's doesn't taste good."

I was expecting it to be some awful pseudo flavor like chocolate or banana milkshake... Was I ever wrong. 45 seconds seemed like forever and I was trying not to gag. I spit and comment that it's very disgusting and it tasted like strawberry flavored vinegar. "Close. It's raspberry flavored vinegar." BLECH!!!

After that I laid back and she poked around my mouth with a blue light looking for potential cancer indicators. Thankfully it came up clean. As far as I can tell it was something like this: http://www.vizilite.com/

Overall the cleaning went well, considering my last one was 2 years ago. They found one cavity and I was able to get an appointment this morning as well.

I now have nice shiny teeth for the wedding!

Thoughts of Suicide

Dunno where this came from but it needed to get out.

I'm alone in the dark, staring at the fragments of light. Five, no, four white dots so far away I can just barely see them. Are they stars? Maybe it's the last remnants of my soul fading away.

It seems like years since I counted out the codeine pills and checked on line to see if I had enough. I must have otherwise I wouldn't have taken them all. I think I can feel the pill bottle still in my hand. I don't know though, maybe I don't have hands maybe I never did.

Three fragments left.

I know I'm still breathing but just barely. I can't tell if I can hear it or feel it, probably a bit of both. I don't really care though. I think it hurts but I'm not too sure. It's shallow and ragged like a child that's been crying over it's dead dog.

Two lights left. I think I should be afraid but I'm not. My tongue is sticking to the roof of my mouth and I think I shit myself. I still can't feel my hands and feet but I can feel my guts churning and the powdery leftovers of having chewed the pills. I think I'm crying. Maybe I vomited. It's hard to tell, all I feel is wet on my face.

One left.

How long is it between the lights going out? I don't know and I'm not really worried. Time seems to have lost all meaning. It's getting hard to think, to remember. All I can do is wonder. Was this the smart thing to do? Would slitting my wrist have been better? Could I have gotten a gun? Is there a really a god and an after life? how long before the last light....

TOO DAMNED HUMID!

School is now out for the year and for the last week it's been nice weather. Warm, sunny and not overly humid. The last 2 days though that's changed. Today it was 24C, 30C with the Humidex. Sticky and gross.

Friday the local pool began it's free Friday evening family swim. We missed the first one but we're not going to miss the next... Unless it's raining.

Saturday we took Logan and 2 of his friends to "Sky's the Limit". It's a fundraiser for March of Dimes. Most of the activities were to raise money but the most fun was free and set up by the Canadian Forces. A Kiddie Commando Obstacle Course.

Things were scaled back for the kids and the "live fire" consisted of 12 or so SuperSoakers, 5 of which were stationed at the zip line. The zip line was only about 20' long but the guys would stop the slide and just hose the kids down. On the way out each kid got a certificate of participation and some other things like pens, stickers and temporary tattoos.

Logan is happy with the Wii he got and even happier with our neighbor. He's recruited Logan to help with painting and is going to pay him $40.00 or buy Logan a new Wii game. He's 8 years old and has his first "real" paying job. When I was I I think I was just out riding my bike and collecting pop bottles to return for refunds and buying candy.

I need a freaking drink. I'm starting to dehydrate.