I've been in about 6 different relationships.

I've made decisions I'm not entirely proud of, but I can't change the past.

Even through all of that there has been just one person that I can't get over.  No matter how hard I try to, it sticks.  Like a damn tumor.  Am I ever going to find that again...possibly.  At the moment my mind is set on a big "N-O."  Which, I'm beginning to figure out is true.  I messed up the one good thing that kept me balanced.  I can do all the changing I want to, it won't make a damn bit of difference.

Moving back in with the family at the end of the month.  Going back to school to pursue the dream.  Part of me still has hope that things will work out for the best.

I've quit the video games.

I've quit the late weekday nights.

I'm trying to get back into shape. 

I'm slowly yet steadily not chewing as much anymore.

I actually read the bible this past week.  One step closer to actually making it to church.

Yet, there's always that one big thing missing.

At this point, I'm doing all this for myself. 

And the best part about it all...I'm talking to nobody about any of this. 
 

The fact I can't level my gnome without some wierd ass game glitch is driving me fucking crazy.  I really can't wait until my  computer is fixed up (next couple of days?)

Next thursday, I'll be getting my half-arm tattoo done.  It's pretty bad ass.  It'll basically incorporate my current one, along with a half-arm tribal design that I picked out.  In the center of my arm I'm going to have a heart with a sash going around it, and the sash says my last name, "McIntyre".  I'm very excited, this is going to be the biggest, and most expensive, piece I've gotten so far.

On another note, I'm still working out like a crazed maniac.  My weight has gone form 170 to 177.  So at least I know it's working, right?

The title is the subject of today's writer's block on the livejournal homepage.  I figured I might as well write something.

I lived out on Farmers Loop road at the time, which would've made me about 7, and Shelby at around 5 (I'm assuming Kathleen was already asleep).  My parents decided they trusted us enough to leave us alone for a couple hours.  They wanted to celebrate their anniversary, although about a week late, and go out to dinner.  Well, we were pretty excited.  In fact, we didn't even wait for them to leave the driveway.  Just as they were pulling out, we jumped on the kitchen table (which was conveniently placed in front of the window for all the world to see), tore our shirts off, and started dancing.

Yep...the first time I was ever left home alone, even for a split second, was also the first time I got the belt. 

 Only in Alaska will you wake up to sunny, spring weather one day, and then the next day wake up to your truck covered in about three inches of snow.

I tried doing this earlier but then I got lazy, however I'm going to keep a log of my weight gain from working out again.  Alongside that, I'll be bitching about whatever I feel like.

Weight as of today: 170 lbs.