Bleh

I gotta figure out some sort of numbering system for these blogs because I’m not always going to have something relevant to say for the title of the post.

So I went back to sleep around 10:00, I think and then I woke up right around 1:00 again.

It’s 1:48 right now. I dunno if I mentioned this or not already but the mail usually comes around 2:00 or 2:30. I’m waiting for my unemployment check as well as some socks I bought online. There’s nothing special about the socks. I was just online window shopping and I saw some socks that caught my attention, so I bought them.

I’m watching a rerun of the X-Files right now. Do I have to say a show is a rerun if it’s no longer in production? i.e., The X-Files, JAG, etc. They aren’t making any new episodes of these series so do I really have to say it’s a rerun? Can I just say I’m watching the show? Bleh, whatever.

So I’m sitting here, watching TV and blogging. I’m not sure I have anything to talk about right now. I’m kinda bored and kinda lonely. I have two dogs but they’re not very good conversationalists. I’m also kinda new to the area, well, not anymore but, I guess I can still count as being relatively new? I dunno. I’ve been here for about a year now. I’m not much of a people person. I don’t make new friends easily but the friends I have, I keep. Unfortunately for me, all my friends are “back home.” The handful of friends I HAVE made since I’ve been up here are all busy during the day.

I’d might as well come out with it. I’ve made my blog as anonymous as possible so hopefully I can just blog without inhibition… I think that’s the right words for this instance.

My wife is in the Army. We’re currently stationed in Monterey, CA while she’s at the Defense Language Institute, learning Farsi. I’m unemployed, collecting unemployment. The few friends I’ve made are all in the military, too so they’re obviously busy all day and when the day is over, it’s time to go pick up my wife. We only have one car so I drop her off and pick her up every day (except for the occasional ride from a friend).

It’s 2:10. I just saw the mailman drive by through the window. I’m gonna go check the mail. Maybe I have a package waiting for me.

…

Well that was disappointing. I opened the mailbox to find a sole, lonely envelope and it was a collection notice, to boot. I tore it in half and put it in the trash before I even came back inside the house.

Okay, well, I’m gonna post this and then go finish doing the laundry. I obviously have nothing relevant to say so maybe I’ll think of something better to blog about when I get back from picking up the mrs.

Awake but tired

I was awake at 6:30 but I’m tired and I’ll probably end up going back to bed, or take a nap, in a little bit. Although I took an Ambien last night, I think I took it too close after dinner; rendering it useless.

I’m watching a TiVo’d episode of The Girls of Hedsor Hall. This show is like a bad car wreck. You know you shouldn’t look but you can’t help it.

Oh yeah, so about working out today: I had some technical difficulties getting out of bed this morning so I think I’ll start with every other day and once I don’t ache so much, I can ramp it up to every day until I lose the 90 pounds.

I don’t think I have much of anything else to talk about at the moment. I’m going to eat some sort of breakfast and keep watching this train wreck of a TV show. I’ll probably write more later, when I find something to rant about.

I’m an idiot

I think it just took me about 40 minutes to figure out how to change all the settings on my new blog (including the time-zone) and then I tried to adjust the time of my first post so it didn’t say 5:48 AM or something crazy like that and then it disappeared and then I realized it was because WordPress doesn’t automatically adjust for daylight saving’s time… Oi, what a mess… Now that it’s all figured out and I’m good and stressed, time for bed!

First Post

Okay so I’ve tried blogging before but I never really kept up with it. Now that I’m starting afresh, I’m going to try to re-dedicate myself to this thing. I know no one will ever read this but, on the off chance someone does: hello and thanks for checking me out.

Today, I didn’t wake up/get out of bed until about 1:00 in the afternoon. I just couldn’t find any motivation. I watched an old episode of JAG (like there are any new ones, but whatever), guzzled down a Red Bull, ate a fist full of Ruffles Sour Cream and Cheddar chips and checked my e-mail. In addition to all those exciting things, I checked all my usual time-killing websites: www.icanhascheezburger.com, www.ihasahotdog.com, www.punditkitchen.com, www.failblog.org, www.questionablecontent.net, www.fmylife.com, and finally www.explosm.net/comics. After I catch up on all of those, if I still can’t find something to do, or if I don’t have anywhere to be, I’ll start perusing craigslist. I never contact anyone on there, nor do I post any ads on there. I just like reading the personals and try to make myself feel better about being me. “At least I haven’t resorted to posting an ad for any goods and/or services on here” I often tell myself. After reading a few posts I end up thinking, “Maybe my life isn’t so bad after all.”

I checked the mail around 2:00. Nothing exciting; just the new ThinkGeek catalog but hey, at least there weren’t any bills or collection notices. So I guess I can’t complain too much.

Oh! Today was the first time I had purposely been on the inside of a gym for longer than a trip to the bathroom in almost two years! It’s kind of exciting because I’ve been putting off exercising for as long as I can remember and now that I did it once, and survived, I’m semi-motivated to do it again. I only used a stationary bicycle for about 40 or 45 minutes and I used the “weight loss” preprogrammed workout thing built into the bike’s onboard computer so it automatically changed the level of resistance for me as my workout progressed. It wasn’t too bad. I have bad knees so I can’t really run or use a treadmill because then my knees become at risk of dislocating, which isn’t pleasant, at all. Swimming is supposed to be the best thing for me but, alas, the gym doesn’t have a pool. The bikes will have to do. Now, I’m contemplating going every day, Monday through Friday or every other day; Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I’m not quite sure yet. I guess we’ll see how I feel in the morning (as in, if I’m able to move) and I guess that will determine whether or not I go to the gym later tomorrow or if I wait until Wednesday.

I’ve really been meaning to lose weight for quite some time now and it’s been getting out of control ever since I hit the 200-pounds mark. I was trying really hard, and I was able to pull it off for quite a while (staying just under 200 pounds) but once I got heavier than that, I was defeated and stopped caring. Now I’m about 260 and 5’10″. I’m not morbidly obese or anything; well technically I am if you look at a BMI chart BUT I’m not incapacitated or anything like that. Yeah, I’m trying to rationalize it to you (and myself) that I’m not THAT fat but, I am.

The most depressing event I can recall happened just a month ago (about a month, but whatever). I was at the Santa Cruz Boardwalk with my spouse and some friends and we were getting on a ride (I forget what it’s called but luckily for you, I’m about to describe it). It was one of those rides you sit in and once it starts, it shoots you straight up about 6 or 7 stories, you pause at the top and then it drops you in a free-fall. It does that a few times and then the ride is over. Well, apparently, I was too big for the over-the-shoulder-metal-harness-thing to reach the clasp between my legs and was, therefore, unable to ride. That had NEVER happened to me before (I haven’t been this heavy very long) and I was crushed. I actually cried. Not right there, on the spot, or anything, but just around the corner where my friends couldn’t see me.

So yeah, for the rest of the day I “punished” myself by not indulging in any of the tasty carnival foods that were available but it’s not like it was going to make a difference anyway. What can I say? I saved myself like $15 on overpriced funnel cake and cotton candy.

Anyway, I think I’m supposed to weigh around 170 or 180 so I have about 90 pounds to lose. I haven’t set a time-limit for myself but I don’t know if I should weigh myself every day, either. I mean, in a way, it would be neat to be able to look back a few months from now and go through the calendar in the kitchen and see my weight slowly drop but on the flipside, it would be kind of discouraging to be writing the same weight for weeks at a time and then only have it drop a pound or two at a time.

I suppose I could always start a meth habit… That’ll help me shed those pounds in no time!

Anyway, it’s almost 11:00 at night, I took an Ambien at about 10:00 but I don’t feel its effects yet. Sometimes, when I take it too soon after dinner, it doesn’t kick in at all; then I feel cheated. I guess sleeping until 1:00 and pounding a Red Bull at 2:00 in the afternoon doesn’t help, either. Oh, and I only drink the “big” Red Bulls (I think they’re 16 ounces…maybe more). It’s the biggest can Red Bull makes at the moment.

I guess that’s all I have for now. That’s enough, if you ask me. I’m going to try to update at least once a day but I’m definitely going to try for multiple times a day.

Goodnight.