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September 28, 2014

Hear me roar, bitchezzzz

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 11:23 am

I’m coming to an unpleasant conclusion, I’m an indolent motherfucker, or rather, I have been.

Not that I was ever a firebrand, but there was always a ok, I decided to do this, let’s get the fucker done, in between chilled periods. That’s just my personality in general.

No, what I mean is, with the benefit of 20/20 hindsight, the advent of the psycho skank ho ex FRA took the wind outta my sails, spend a year waiting for po-po to decide there is nothing worth pursuing in any of her fantasies and allegations and accusations, spend another two years slamming your head against the misandry (oh look, the spell checker hasn’t heard of the word misandry, it knows misogyny though…)  and incompetence and corruption in the secret family court system then yes,  you’re damn entitled to chill the fuck out afterwards.

It’s the NEXT five years that’s the kicker, and with the benefit of 20/20 hindsight, I got slack to the point of laziness, and no I am not talking about why should I bust my ass for da man, I’m talking about not doing shit for yourself in your own interests that you could be doing.

Pushing the boat out and buying this laser has been the best thing I’ve done for a while, even if it never makes me a profit, because it has triggered that change in me.. what I euphemistically called the workshop was in reality a dumping ground where lots of tools and things and projects went to be stored, and have the door closed on them… the “workshop” would have been better called “Sunny Acres Retirement Home” where all of AfOR’s shit and projects and hopes and dreams went away to die quietly of neglect.

Now, well, some / many / all of them may still die, but at least I’m fucking OUT THERE now, hell I have thrown a ton of shit away to make space, and literally moved everything else myself, including the lathe and mill which were the two heaviest lumps, and yes I got stiffness and twinges in my lower back, and even they are telling me its because I’ve been a lazy no exercise cunt for too long.

It ain’t done yet, but at least when it is I wont feel like apologising to everyone who sees the fucking place, and doing nothing to make the apology no longer necessary.

And I think, well, I think 90% of this impetus comes from one simple fact, in the scale of my life and my finances/savings (which it basically wiped out) and so on, this was a relatively big gamble.

I’ve basically wiped myself out to buy a cool toy with what I think has money earning potential, of course that and a business plan and a dollar will buy you a coffee, but that’s it, you kinda have to get off your ass and actually start making some serious efforts, which is the difference between betting the price of a coffee and betting all your spare cash, as it stands if I just sit around and make minimal efforts with the new toy and expect shit to come to me, then it’s going to be at least six lean months before I don’t have to think about every ten or twenty I take out of my wallet, can I afford this.

Up until last week I had a nice fat wad that I had built up since my last reset to zero insulating me from pretty much everything transient, and that shit makes you chilled, but it also makes you complacent.

Betting the wad like this makes you hungry, and pro-active, and active, and on the hunt, and I *like* it.

I feel more alive.

I’m not suggesting that I, or you, should have done this years ago, sooner after my FRA etc, the time has to be right and I guess it wasn’t back then, but there must have been an element of the hungry predator still in me, biding its time while circumstances changed, and now I have bitten the bullet and we shall see what we shall see.

And that is the purpose of this post, find that hungry predator inside you, and make sure it is still there, still alive, still hungry, and not farmed off to Sunny Acres Retirement Home.


  1. I am happy to hear you got your shit together. I have also noticed that being off paycheck and near broke is great for my productivity…

    Comment by Wojciech Majda — September 28, 2014 @ 12:40 pm

  2. gitterdone, son.

    Comment by bob k. mando — September 28, 2014 @ 6:10 pm

  3. Great!
    Although it will very likely mean less hilarious anecdotes of you nutting of in some useless wildebeest. 😉

    Comment by hans — September 28, 2014 @ 7:34 pm

    • Comment by hans — September 29, 2014 @ 7:18 am

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