And so it starts.

I feel I've used this title before or something similar but no matter. This is it, surgery in the morning. Fasting 'til then. The only thing that makes me uneasy is the fact I will be going under and while probability would state that I have little to worry about its just the idea that, there is where the potential is, since the operation and pretty common. I get to rock a cool cane afterwards though so be a smidge jealous. Gotta get to sleep though so one final thought.

I don't going under also because when you're coming out of it you are bound to act stupid and tell embarrassing stories and such I don't want to give examples, maybe if we talk in person. Okay internet?

Hello stranger.

Let me first address why I have been absent then let me address what I tried to make this blog after the contest ended.

I have been busy and lazy and non-commital lately and by lately I mean since I got my job(s) in the beginning of October. Ever since my loans started showing up in my bank account I've been very work focused seeing very little of friends ( :( send the wambulance) but it all seriousness its been a drag and I've been in a slump in regards to hobbies especially blog writing. Apologies as always it's not you it's me. (If I had a nickel for every time I heard that one)

I've always felt blogs were kind of impersonal, kind of just microphones for people on the internet. I wanted to let any and all readers get to know me and no where my thoughts and beliefs come from because much of the time I feel like friends or family don't understand the some of where my opinions come from. I believe it's an amalgamation (GRE WORD) of my experiences and ways I was brought up. I guess really since then it has been an effort to be understood better but after reading over what has been written I feel I missed my own point entirely and it quickly became a ME ME ME blog (I have no idea how to underline things.... i would soooo underline that) and I never wanted it to be like that.

So what do we do now you might ask ourselves, i mean this is kind of an awkward situation. Your hear reading this, I'm here writing this. I just admitted that its been pretty terrible up to this point... are we allowed to make eye contact or would it just make this whole interaction awkward...?

I am getting surgery on December 28th (merry freakin xmas) on my knee for a torn meniscus I'm hoping to atleast chronicle some of trials while I am getting back to marathon/triathlete shape, and losing weight. I've already calculated my resting metabolic rate now i just need to eat less than that caloric burn. Healthy, to the point, and based on will power. I am 5'11, 23 years old and a whopping 222 lbs it has slowly gone up because of the lack of running. I know I hide it well but theres no sense in hiding the fact that this is by far the biggest I've been in my life and farthest away from my target weight (185) as I've ever been.

So plan is as follows

Get surgery

Chronicle falling down a bunch

Get on diet

Chronicle missteps of terrible will power

...?

....?

profit!

Lose a ton of weight

Write a book that turns into a movie starring russell crowe

oh and ps after new years no booze, it's got to go.

EDIT: PPS I AM A SUBSTITUTE TEACHER NOW! thats the work...