As some of you may know from reading my post in "professions" that my work is primarily considered seasonal. As winter turns into spring i must face the depressing reality of going back to work. Im not a laborer that can just clock in and clock out, go home, not take work home with you, etc. No. My dumb ass had to go and start my own company where I AM THE JOB, my home is my work, and you cant leave it anywhere. I basically did this because my narcissism and sociopathic tendencies have rendered me virtually unemployable. My HR file from every job ive ever had has a big stamp on the front page that says, "does not play well with the other children". Now rich people hire me BECAUSE im an asshole and i give it to them straight and im talented. The concept of my company has become incredibly popular and has grown beyond my original estimations. Thats the back story.

So as i enter the time of year when i sign my life away and become a soulless cog, sending a tiny piece of my nuts to each one of my clients to keep in a jar on their desk, i mourn the loss of the ability to spend so much time on eroids. Of course, during season ill still be able to check in on things, check emails, read about who has been fucking with whos karma points, who thinks they are the new god and doesnt realize that everyone here makes fun of them, who can make the most vulgar teabagging jokes, read about Yokeds butt cheese and wonder what such a thing would look like... le sigh. Moreso i will miss the ability to cruise around on here and learn all kinds of new things about pairing compounds, diet tips, new workout techniques, and the like. And just to get a little gay on you, i will truly miss the brotherhood and the new friends ive made, the hard laughs, and the poignant stories of hardship experienced by people during their journeys.

In a few weeks I wont be able to wake up at the crack of lunchtime, work out in my home gym, fart into my office chair for hours, browse through new porn websites and then... um... take a nap or something... and then get back on eroids for more surfing. Its fucking tragic and upsetting. The hardest thing i have to do all day is get something else in my mouth quickly before i gag on my liquid clomid. Seriously, the shit tastes like bum taint.

Im never saying goodbye, but im going low key for a while so i can focus on my business and make more money to spend on ........ steroids, lets be honest. Love you guys and gals, its been a fun winter. Thanks for everything.