Weekend

Ahhh.

The weekend.

Those precious 48 hours where your time is hypothetically your own. With S working this weekend that last statement finally has the ring of truth to it. I could spend my time wisely, catching up on schoolwork or entering the three boxes of books I have stashed in the car (We've sold seven books in February, so we're doing extratordinarily well right now...ha-cha-cha).

BUT.

I have a new addiction. Civilization IV (with expansion pack). For the last month of my life this game has taken up every increasingly rare spare moment I have. In a bid to shake me out of my reverie my wife has threatened divorce and\or physical violence with varying desgrees of sucess.

I've always had a weakness for the Civ franchise (thank you for that Adam) but C-4 has become the perfect outlet for an overworked me.

For the most part I've suceeded in weaning myself off the game. Only that was before the prospect of 48 Chris-centric hours were streched out before me like a field of candy and free comic books.

I mean, I'm strong. But I'm not that strong.

RRSPect

So,

The RRSP deadline is almost here. I made one final contribution and managed to find some extra cash to top up some of my funds.

I'm a couple years late to the RRSP party so I have a bigger unused contribution amount than most people. I'm trying to winnow that amount down, but, well money doesn't grow on trees.

This shit takes time yo.

But, I think I've done a lot better than last year at contributing my RRSPs. Considering this is all taking place in the same year I got married, took an unexpected field trip to Oz and watched the financial markets commit hara-kiri I don't think that's too shabby.

Now to beef up my emergency fund. (I have got to stop reading Turner's doomsday blog)

Silly season

Rumours of my demise have been greatly exagerated. I've come out the other end of the Awards\Magazine\Conference silly season, shaken, stirred, but not broken.

Although if forced at gunpoint, I would have to say it was a near thing.

So now happens to be the time of year where I step back from the hustle and bustle of the world and peer closely into "what else is going on in my life."

I'd really like to up my physical regimen. I dropped down to one game a week and I quickly saw the unfortunate reprecussions of that choice in my weight and my stamina. My intent was always to pick up yoga and rock climbing and give something other than frisbee a try. The time to put that plan into effect is now.

Stace and I are considering buying a home. We're not stupid people, just people who are considering taking the next step in our relationship at a very inopportune time. The alternatives are to act now or wait out the financial apocalpyse first. Only there are no guarantees the latter will end anytime soon and we'd kind of like to get moving on the former now. So we're researching our asses off and going into the house buying thing with our eyes fully open.

Financially it's save, save, save time. I'm topping up my RRSP's this week and hoping I come within spitting distance of my maximum contribution amount. I think this year may get me close enough to max out completely next year. That would be nice. I'm still working on repairing the emergency fund after the wedding and Oz trip and I'll feel much happier about the state of that by the summer.

My birthday is coming up. No comment. I feel fat and flabbtastic as it is. No need to mark that milestone with celebrations.

I'm way behind on my reading and I need an injection of some quailty film making ASAP. But there's not much else happening for me right now. Mostly I'm trying to catch up on all the little things that I had to put aside during the aforementioned silly season.

Q: Who knows what little forgotten work gems are going to crawl out of the woodwork now?
A: The Shadow knows.