09-05-2025, 12:19 PM
Sorry for simply dropping off the edge of the world for such a time. Obviously there were reasons which I'll get into but let me just say that I miss interacting with and reading about what you guys post.
I have been on here a couple of times to get my fix and to just feel the views of a few familiar people. I might not be the most palatable poster at times(no really) but there's something here that feels akin to family. And I do miss it.
I'm a plumber now. My previous work was going to send me into an early grave/divorced and the only thanks I would get from the people I worked so hard for was false promises.
8 weeks ago I enrolled in an advanced plumbers course with the help of family and friends and I've already been on the job for 2 weeks now.
The owner of the company is quite the guy, and he wants to elevate me me to a place where I'm back standing on my own 2 feet again.
The other day on course while digging a trench I got a phone call and an offer to go to Somalia for very good money. I turned it down.
Who knew that the cure for being tired of rich people's shit is to become a drain specialist?
Life is poetic like that, I guess.
Anyhoo, I didn't post because I knew quite sweet fuck all about plumbing so I just threw myself in there and hoped for the best.
Back home the stresses were mounting up for obvious reasons.
But also I can post 10 threads a day containing facts confirming my suspicions about the Madagascaranians at this point I believe it's completely unnecessary, like pointing out that the sky is blue(yeah I know but still).
Quite frankly, I'm tired of all the politics and I do not believe that anything will happen except what they want to happen.
Humanity acts like farm animals and we are basically a massive animal farm at this late stage.
We need authority even if it's detrimental to us.
In short, we're completely beholden.
What will be will be, and yes we all know it's going to get ugly.
I just don't see the point anymore in farting against thunder.
I'm just basically putting up my hand with my digital footprint volunteering to be classified as 'not wanted' by the people who would create profiles of us based upon our awareness of the unfolding cluster fuck and our resistance to it.
Is that smart?
Is it brave?
I just don't know anymore, and I've reached a place where I want to put my energy into my role as a husband and father, and leave everyday at work feeling like I was productive.
Smelling like other people's shit yes, but still.
I'm tired shouting that the sky is falling.
I want to have a life again.
K, sorry for not responding I only saw your mail today, and thank you for reaching out.
Myke, thanks as always for doing what you do, you're a pretty solid guy for a Canadian.
FCD, Nugget and the rest of YOU PEOPLE on the forum, I already admit coming on here a few times because I had serious withdrawal symptoms and just reading a post from one of you eased the pain significantly.
Anyway, I'm sure I'll write a short story again when the muse compels me, or post about something else but yeah there's no rabbit holes for me anymore.
I'd rather give something positive than to shove something negative.
Like my job.
Ok, that's enough poetry.
Also, I don't think my password works or maybe I don't remember it exactly.
I hope you have a great weekend
I have been on here a couple of times to get my fix and to just feel the views of a few familiar people. I might not be the most palatable poster at times(no really) but there's something here that feels akin to family. And I do miss it.
I'm a plumber now. My previous work was going to send me into an early grave/divorced and the only thanks I would get from the people I worked so hard for was false promises.
8 weeks ago I enrolled in an advanced plumbers course with the help of family and friends and I've already been on the job for 2 weeks now.
The owner of the company is quite the guy, and he wants to elevate me me to a place where I'm back standing on my own 2 feet again.
The other day on course while digging a trench I got a phone call and an offer to go to Somalia for very good money. I turned it down.
Who knew that the cure for being tired of rich people's shit is to become a drain specialist?
Life is poetic like that, I guess.
Anyhoo, I didn't post because I knew quite sweet fuck all about plumbing so I just threw myself in there and hoped for the best.
Back home the stresses were mounting up for obvious reasons.
But also I can post 10 threads a day containing facts confirming my suspicions about the Madagascaranians at this point I believe it's completely unnecessary, like pointing out that the sky is blue(yeah I know but still).
Quite frankly, I'm tired of all the politics and I do not believe that anything will happen except what they want to happen.
Humanity acts like farm animals and we are basically a massive animal farm at this late stage.
We need authority even if it's detrimental to us.
In short, we're completely beholden.
What will be will be, and yes we all know it's going to get ugly.
I just don't see the point anymore in farting against thunder.
I'm just basically putting up my hand with my digital footprint volunteering to be classified as 'not wanted' by the people who would create profiles of us based upon our awareness of the unfolding cluster fuck and our resistance to it.
Is that smart?
Is it brave?
I just don't know anymore, and I've reached a place where I want to put my energy into my role as a husband and father, and leave everyday at work feeling like I was productive.
Smelling like other people's shit yes, but still.
I'm tired shouting that the sky is falling.
I want to have a life again.
K, sorry for not responding I only saw your mail today, and thank you for reaching out.
Myke, thanks as always for doing what you do, you're a pretty solid guy for a Canadian.
FCD, Nugget and the rest of YOU PEOPLE on the forum, I already admit coming on here a few times because I had serious withdrawal symptoms and just reading a post from one of you eased the pain significantly.
Anyway, I'm sure I'll write a short story again when the muse compels me, or post about something else but yeah there's no rabbit holes for me anymore.
I'd rather give something positive than to shove something negative.
Like my job.
Ok, that's enough poetry.
Also, I don't think my password works or maybe I don't remember it exactly.
I hope you have a great weekend
