For more reasons that I can get into, I feel like one of the luckiest people on Earth right now.


You’ve probably read this already, but a report on prostate cancer was just released. No pun intended.

I’ll give you some highlights of the report here:

“higher elevations of ejaculation appear to protect men from developing prostate cancer”

The study suggested that frequent ejaculations may decrease the concentration of “chemical carcinogens which readily accumulate in prostatic fluid” and may reduce the development of crystalloids “which have been associated with prostate cancer in some.”

The earlier Australian study published in July 2003 by the Cancer Council Victoria found that the more often men ejaculated between the ages of 20 and 50, the less likely they were to suffer from prostate cancer.

I’ve always preached that you can’t argue against hard scientific facts. I’m also a big fan of preventative care. As men, we should be doing all we can to take care of our prostate.

So from now on, if anyone asks, just tell them you’re trying to protect yourself from prostate cancer.


UPDATE: My horrible commenting system has screwed up. Only I can see the latest comments. For all of you dying to find out the name of the movie, it’s Wayne’s World 2. Props to Bryan for getting it right first.

“Take me (character name deleted)!”

“Where? I’m low on gas and you need a jacket.”


Since there’s no actual photographic evidence I ever went to my graduation/prom/ball, I’ll just have everyone believe I didn’t go. If you thought you saw me there, you’re completely wrong and must have mistaken someone else for me. We’ll just leave it at that.

Funnyman Mark Malkoff also didn’t get to go to his graduation/prom/ball, but he tried to make up for it one night in Times Square. A video documents his attempt. Make special note of the guy who said he didn’t go to his prom because he was “doing five to ten at the time”.


So yeah, where were we? I indeed did get a good night of sleep on Thursday evening. It only took the codeine half an hour before I started feeling its effects. I started feeling kinda woozy and I knew it was time to crawl into bed.

I gather I must have feel asleep around 3am. I remember waking up once during night to empty my bladder. During that time, I was still quite woozy and was lucky to navigate my messy floor without trouble.

The next thing I knew the sun was out and it was 12:30pm. It was the most sleep I had since before I got ill. At first, I felt relatively awake, but as I sat at my computer, I noticed something was different.

I began reading my mail and even though the letters and word were crystal clear, there was some weirdness going on. It was as if I was watching my life through a television set somewhere else. There a level of detachment going on. I remember watching my fingers type on the keyboard and thinking, “Hmmm… those are my fingers… wow, look at them go… are those really my fingers? Yep, they sure are…”

I had a sandwich for lunch and for several seconds, I just rotated the sandwich in my hands just to see if it was really there.

This weirdness continued for several more hours, where I wasn’t really in a state do anything productive. I think I may have written one line of code, but that was basically it.

On the plus side, I felt much better by the evening and my sinuses had cleared by that time. The only thing remaining was a nagging cough that seemed to remain only to bug the hell out of me. I was quite productive on Friday night, writing some critical lines of code for an assignment.

Before going to bed on Friday, I decided to halve my codeine dosage. It worked since I was less groggy on Saturday morning. I even managed to go out for lunch off-campus. After playing some hockey in the afternoon, I had a quiet evening working and watching TV.

Last night, I went off the codeine and still managed to get a decent night of sleep. I declared myself healthy today. I cough the odd time once in a while but I think it’s just a lingering cough reflex. It is my opinion that I no longer have the cold cooties anymore.

This cold lasted a lot longer than any cold I’ve had in recent memory. I missed out on a few things because of it. That part sucked. This reminds me of a piece of advice that someone gave me. It had nothing to do with colds, but I like it.

“Erwin, there are things in life that you are powerless to stop, no matter what you do or how much you don’t want them to happen. What you can control, however, is the manner in which you deal with those things.”

I should have went to the doctor sooner and got more sleep. I probably would have shaved a few days off my recovery. A lesson learned for next time.

Game on…


I haven’t had a proper night’s sleep in over two days. I think I maybe kinda messed up right now. I say I think because I’m not even sure if I’m feeling exactly how messed up I am.

This cough of mine won’t seem to go away. Today, I filled a prescription for some codeine-filled cough medicine. It will knock me out and suppress my cough. I am hoping it will allow me to sleep properly. I need to sleep.

Hey, do you know that codeine makes you constipated? Yep. They recommend you hit the fibre hard if you’re going to be on codeine for a while. It’s also habit-forming. Yep, another good thing.

In about half an hour, I’m going to take the recommended dosage and wait for it to hit me. Let’s hope I can finally get a decent night of sleep.


So I’ve been working basically all evening and here I find myself at nearly 2am. I didn’t sleep much last night. My cough kept me up for most of the night and when it finally settled down, I found that I couldn’t fall asleep. Do you know the sun comes up at around 5:30am? I sat in my desk chair and looked out the window. I watched as the sky went from dark, to grey, and finally to blue. It was beautiful.

Then I managed to feel tired enough to get maybe four hours of sleep in. I’ve gone through the whole day with only a half hour nap. Yay me!

Which brings me here to the present. It’s weird, I don’t feel tired in the normal sense. I do feel like my mind is trying to separate from my body, trying to lift away. It’s pretty interesting. I have to be awake at 8:30am tomorrow, but I’m going to see how this plays out for a little while longer.


UPDATE: I have further realized that one of my classes was cancelled on Thursday, so I’m done by 11am tomorrow. I could go to Vegas for a few days and not miss any class.

I just realized this “morning” I have no commitments at school this Friday. I usually have a tutorial to teach that day, but it’s been cancelled. So, I don’t have to be anywhere on Friday.

I’ll probably sleep in, that’s a given. I’m also tempted to take the day off, go shopping and have lunch with friends outside of UBC. It would a be fun day no doubt. What I’m forgetting of course is that it’s the end of term, and I have a presentation and a big assignment due next week. Given that I haven’t done the reading so that I can write my presentation, the wise course of action would probably be to work all day Friday. That’s probably what I’ll do. I may just go see a movie on Friday night instead.

Hey, have you ever been kinda tired enough to nap, but you’re also awake enough to do work and you can’t decide what to do? Yeah, that’s where I’m at right now.

I think I’ll drink some Coke and keep going.