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Me? I wanted to be a poet. I’m not.

Did you stop making poetry, or do you just mean that you didn’t pursue it as a full-time career? I don’t know that many people that can support themselves by just being poets, but that doesn’t mean they’re not poets.

I sometimes write faggy emo poetry when I’m a bit liquored up an on long haul plane rides, or when I’m all depressed and lonely in my hotel rooms. I scratch it out on the margins of the in-flight magazines and then fold them up and put them in my wallet. Later I’ll find them and read them wondering why I wrote this.

Character assassination? If me pointing out when you act like a complete douchebag is character assassination, then yeah, I’m a professional hitman, Kiddo.

I was talkin’to Grmpysmrf. Not you. I have nothing against you.

[reply]Me? I wanted to be a poet. I’m not.

Did you stop making poetry, or do you just mean that you didn’t pursue it as a full-time career? I don’t know that many people that can support themselves by just being poets, but that doesn’t mean they’re not poets.
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I stopped writing poetry because I went all faggy and emo about it. I got no enjoyment from writing a poem about being sad because Mr X was a jerk and y made me suicidal. I enjoy writing (in general) but don’t enjoy it when I have to do it.

i remember when i was about 5 i wanted to be a diver. don’t know why, the sea scared the shit out of me back then. when i finished uni (er, dropped out in my 3rd year), i taught video editing for 5 years at one of the country’s top colleges, travelled for three years teaching english (and did my PADI open water diving qualification, so i kinda became a diver), managed a shop for a year, and now i run one of the world’s leading audio engineering college. not bad, now i see it written down.

oh, and i wanted to be a rock star too, obviously, which i have been in my own head and on and off stage at various points in my life. now i have the privelege of having several ex-successful band members working for me, and work with quite a few famous names. the music industtry is a sucky business.

Several fails here:

Family businesses don’t have shareholders!=FAIL

OK let’s nitpick over details then. Alright, dipshit, I’ll put it another way for you - if the term ‘shareholder’ sends you into an unmitigated tizzy. As it was a family business, then being a member of the family I was handed over a slice of the profits from the sale - a little over $3m - give or take, but what’s it to ya? If shareholder is such an offensive term, then allow me to correct myself and accept my ass as a gesture of goodwill. You win. Regardless of terminology, I was handed over a slice of the pie.

I am priviledged, I’ll admit that - with a cherry on top -but the kind of deal I have described - profits from a family owned business being shared amongst family members - happens everyday. Fuck, it probably happens 1000 times a day. In this case, it just so happened to me.

Yeah, I took that money (I feel so GUILTY) and instead of spending it on hookers and blow I invested SOME OF IT in a timber factory which I turned from a failing venture into a profitable business. What a shitheel I must be. Who could do such a thing?

Don’t they fuck children in Malaysia? I guess we know how you brokered your deal. Face down ass up.

UM…OK. If it makes you sleep better at night. That’s exactly how I brokered the deal. Yeah. My ass is REALLY sore too, btw. And I have a nasty rash that won’t go away. Any advice? I mean, you are the king of taking up the ass and all.

No you didn’t

No you didn’t

No you didn’t

Um…OK. If it makes you sleep better at night.

I didn’t do any of those things. Have it your way. You win.

Let’s see how accurate your math teacher was… 2 houses totaling 3 million dollars, 2 million in the bank, and over a hundy large for charity, (for tax purposes no doubt) and a $70,000 lexus for a grand total of 5,170,001…plus all of your “+s” which, generously, probably puts you at about 7 million, which you have after selling 3 million dollar a year business. Yep, you are fucking stupid!!!

I never told you how much I sold the business for. I haven’t told you about the debts I had to pay off immediately after selling the business. I haven’t made public all the factors involved - not that I would. The infrastructure? The stock? The business potential? Any debts against the business. And here you are trying to do the math when you don’t have all the figures? HA HA!!

House prices have gone through the roof over the last 5 years, so the properties I had which were originally worth around $1.8m are now worth close to $3m (potentially more). It’s called inflation. Perhaps this time next year they’ll be worth more. Perhaps less. Who knows?

Over the years I’ve spent a bit. Wasted a lot of it. I should have a lot more perhaps. Maybe. Bought a pool and spa. Got my sister a BMW. Bought some furniture - home cinema, dining tables, couches, blah, blah, blah. Some artworks. Went on some holidays, first class. Spent up big - who gives a shit? Bought a hefty record collection. Sunk some money into a club. Gave some cash to friends who needed it. I don’t know where a lot of it’s gone to be honest. Should I have more than I have? Less than I have? I’ve lost count. I’ve had a good time alongh the way though so I really don’t care. I don’t sit at home accounting for each and every bean. I’d be as big a knob as you if I did.

How much the deal was worth between me and those grubbing Malaysians is between me and the grubbing Malaysians. Still you’re welcome to do the math again. And again. And again. Sit up all night and do it for all I care.

Try and account for it all. There’s a job for ya! Tell me how much I have. You seem to already know so freakin’ much.

It would seem you know everything about things I’ve only mentioned in passing, Grmpy, without giving away any detail. I’m a spoiled shit. I have no purpose. I don’t do anything. I’m not going anywhere. I’m a waste of space. You’re going to TELL me what I have done, what I do and what I will do. No need to provide you with anything as frivolous as facts now is there? Who needs facts when you’ve got all the answers? And you’ve gained all of this insight into my private affairs not through first hand experience, no. You got all your “facts” off a message board. A message board no less. Kudos for that, champ.

No you didn’t

Here we go again. Shatters the fantasy you have of me in your dumbass, inbred hick mind does it? Oh, why do I bother…OK, a night club business partner and I both sunk around $100k into a soup kitchen for the homeless and bought heaters and cooking appliances for an additional 100 homes. NOt for tax purposes but, please, feel free to think that if it brings you some sort of inner contentment.

Next year we’re investing in a skatepark at a commission housing complex and a potential arts and craft centre if we can get the council approval…

…Oh whoops. There I go again. Showing off and lying through my teeth. I’m sorry Grmpy, I didn’t do ANY of those things I mentioned because according to you I’m a rich bastard whose never done a day’s work in his life. I’m just a spoilt ne’er do well with a silver spoon up his ass. Í feel so dirty. So ashamed.

I never bought a business. I never went overseas and bargained and squabbled and put together over a dozen proposals. I never sweated for years turning it into something, sometimes working back til 3am if an order was due out the next morning. I never turned a profit. I never sold off the business. I never invested successfully in shares or property. I never gave back to the community. It’s all a fantasy. The bubble has popped. Now you can sleep better, dickhead.

You obviously don’t want to believe. So then, don’t believe. Don’t believe any of it. I really don’t care. I’ll just let you fester in your hate and jealous, spiteful vindictiveness and your anger and your contempt, you petty class envious prick. Go on, fester away poor boy. Whinge, whinge, whinge like the tired, broken sap that you are. Keep on spilling that bile. You’re really not worth the trouble.

Have it your way. None of it is true. There you go. Pleasant dreams, teacher man. Keep on teachin’!

[reply]Character assassination? If me pointing out when you act like a complete douchebag is character assassination, then yeah, I’m a professional hitman, Kiddo.

I was talkin’to Grmpysmrf. Not you. I have nothing against you.[/reply]

My bad. I saw the post pop up right after mine, but didn’t realize it had actually quoted Grumps. Carry on . . .

I was talkin’to Grmpysmrf. Not you. I have nothing against you.

Yeah he has nothing against you even though you called him:
“Douchebag”
“a little man desperately overcompensating for something.”
“a 5 year old with a new GI Joe”
“thin-skinned and fragile ego’d”
“Richie Rich”
But were cool, Bromo! Nothing against you!

OK let’s nitpick over details then. Alright, dipshit, I’ll put it another way for you - if the term ‘shareholder’ sends you into an unmitigated tizzy. As it was a family business, then being amember of the family I was handed over a slice of the profits from the sale - a little over $3m - give or take, but what’s it to ya? If shareholder is such an offensive term, then allow me to correct myself and accept my ass as a gesture of goodwill. You win. Regardless of terminology, I was handed over a slice of the pie.

Offensive term? No just a wrong term… Heh! WRONG AGAIN. You should probably just sell all of your FAIL you’d be a billionaire. That’s right I win! LOSER!

I am priviledged, I’ll admit that - with a cherry on top -but the kind of deal I have described - profits from a family owned business being shared amongst family members - happens everyday. Fuck, it probably happens 1000 times a day. In this case, it just so happened to me.

No, no you’re gonna rub it in your Math teacher’s face! Good for you trust fund baby!

Yeah, I took that money (I feel so GUILTY) and instead of spending it on hookers and blow I invested SOME OF IT in a timber factory which I turned from a failing venture into a profitable business. What a shitheel I must be. Who could do such a thing?

Thank god for Olsen and his inheritance, spreading blue collar all throughout the land of Oz. Don’t kid yourself, you’ll still spend it on hookers and blow. You brag enough on here about your drug exploits. Although, I do find it funny that you think not spending it all on drugs and sex right away is a smart move on your part rather than common sense!! FAIL!

UM…OK. If it makes you sleep better at night. That’s exactly how I brokered the deal. Yeah. My ass is REALLY sore too, btw. And I have a nasty rash that won’t go away. Any advice? I mean, you are the king of taking up the ass and all.

Not me, I don’t broker deals in Malaysia. I’m a piddly blue collar worker (even though my job is technically classified as white collar. Guess you slept through sociology too…)

Um…OK. If it makes you sleep better at night.

I didn’t do any of those things. Have it your way. You win.

I know you didn’t. You have no idea what’s going on in the world around you, you barely passed high school, there is no way you jump in and score on your first try. You’re dumb; you said so yourself.

I never told you how much I sold the business for. I haven’t told you about the debts I had to pay off immediately after selling the business. I haven’t made public all the factors involved - not that I would. The infrastructure? The stock? The business potential? Any debts against the business. And here you are trying to do the math when you don’t have all the figures? HA HA!!

Debts against the business??? NO NO NO you turned it into a 3 mill profit machine… and you have debts against your business?? HAHAHA what will you give me for these magic beans in my pocket?
If you sold a 3 million dollar a year business and all you have left of it are the numbers you threw around (roughly 7 million)you are truly stupid! Now you wanna throw around how much the stock is/was worth and tell me I don’t have all the figures that just makes you look even more dumb! You have the new owner pay the debt just like you did when you bought the damn thing! How much more fail can you fail in this post? I guess I’ll read on! Don’t disappoint

House prices have gone through the roof over the last 5 years, so the properties I had which were originally worth around $1.8m are now worth close to $3m (potentially more). It’s called inflation. Perhaps this time next year they’ll be worth more. Perhaps less. Who knows?

SO what? You’re not dropping any knowledge. We all learned about inflation in school. You know, that thing you slept through cause you are a trust fund baby that need not learn how to take care of himself or society around him.

Over the years I’ve spent a bit. Wasted a lot of it.

Good for you, non working rich boy.

I should have a lot more perhaps. Maybe.

Well you’re smart enough to know you’re dumb at this point. Good job!

Bought a pool and spa.

At least it wasn’t hooker and blow, huh? Smart decision. I bet you have some one come clean them for you too, way to contribute back to the community. The title of your next bookthe story of Olsen: helping mediocre jobs stay in business

Got my sister a BMW.

You’re parents cut your sister out of the share holders profits? LOL

Bought some furniture - home cinema, dining tables, couches, blah, blah, blah. Some artworks. Went on some holidays, first class. Spent up big - who gives a shit? Bought a hefty record collection. Sunk some money into a club. Gave some cash to friends who needed it.

Hard work spending daddy’s money. I know man, you got it rougher than those that work for the little wages they get. Damn how have you not killed yourself yet?

I don’t know where a lot of it’s gone to be honest.

Based on your babbling, I’d say at least blow, probably hookers too… Oh wait you’ve already dispelled that rumor!

Should I have more than I have? Less than I have? I’ve lost count.

Damn fool! See your math teacher was right. Abject failure!

I’ve had a good time alongh the way though so I really don’t care.

Ignorance really is bliss. Just ask Olsen

I don’t sit at home accounting for each and every bean. I’d be as big a knob as you if I did.

Don’t even try to lessen your knob status by comparing yourself too me!
You=FAIL
Me=WIN
see? no comparison!

How much the deal was worth between me and those grubbing Malaysians is between me and the grubbing Malaysians.

“Those grubbing Malaysians?” HAHAH you’re a funny guy! For a guy that had everything handed to him you sure are funny to point out the greed of others.

Still you’re welcome to do the math again. And again. And again. Sit up all night and do it for all I care.

I’m not you. I don’t need to recheck my work. I more than just barely passed high school, remember? Oh that’s right drugs have killed your memory! It’s not your fault… … … … is what you tell yourself.

Try and account for it all. There’s a job for ya! Tell me how much I have. You seem to already know so freakin’ much.

It only seems like “so freakin much” because you’re stupid. Remember? you said so yourself! Well I guess really it is a whole lot comparatively.
Yeah, let me have a look at those finances, I’ll tally it for you. BEANS FOR SALE! GET YOUR BEANS Heee oght!!

It would seem you know everything about things I’ve only mentioned in passing, Grmpy, without giving away any detail.

I do! WIN For grmpysmrf, again!

I’m a spoiled shit.

We all know. You are just confirming what most of us already suspected.

I have no purpose. I don’t do anything. I’m not going anywhere. I’m a waste of space.

Don’t try to suck up now. Loser!

You’re going to TELL me what I have done, what I do and what I will do. No need to provide you with anything as frivolous as facts now is there?

I just regurgitate the details that you spout off with a little bit of coherency around them.

Who needs facts when you’ve got all the answers?

Don’t you mean, who needs facts when you have all the money? Surpised you even know about facts, your whole life has been gimmie I have money.

And you’ve gained all of this insight into my private affairs not through first hand experience, no. You got all your “facts” off a message board. A message board no less. Kudos for that, champ.

So, you’re admitting you lie about yourself on the message board. Way to win on the message boards FAIL!

Here we go again. Shatters the fantasy you have of me in your dumbass, inbred hick mind does it?

Inbred hick mind? Cause I’m not a trust fund baby I’m an inbred hick? Dumbass… how about trying some more of those facts… Oh that’s right you slept through that class! I graduated high school easily, never a doubt. You on the other hand, DUMBASS!!

Oh, why do I bother…

‘Cause you’re stupid!

OK, a night club business partner and I both sunk around $100k into a soup kitchen for the homeless and bought heaters and cooking appliances for an additional 100 homes. NOt for tax purposes but, please, feel free to think that if it brings you some sort of inner contentment.

Oh my god you just reek of altruism. How did I miss it? And yet here you are dropping vague hints about your life on a message board… Go ahead convince me!

Next year we’re investing in a skatepark at a commission housing complex and a potential arts and craft centre if we can get the council approval…

No you’re not, that doesn’t fit with your blue collars are stupid motif.

…Oh whoops. There I go again. Showing off and lying through my teeth.

Just keep it in check is all I’m saying.

I’m sorry Grmpy, I didn’t do ANY of those things I mentioned because according to you I’m a rich bastard whose never done a day’s work in his life. I’m just a spoilt ne’er do well with a silver spoon up his ass. Í feel so dirty. So ashamed.

You should

I never bought a business. I never went overseas and bargained and squabbled and put together over a dozen proposals.

We know.

I never sweated for years turning it into something, sometimes working back til 3am if an order was due out the next morning.

We know. Don’t kid yourself you are no worker.

I never turned a profit.

We know.

I never sold off the business.

We know.

I never invested successfully in shares or property.

We know.

I never gave back to the community.

We know.

It’s all a fantasy.

We know.

The bubble has popped.

We know.

Now you can sleep better, dickhead.

My sleep isn’t dependent on you. Just like a rich piece of crap to think everything flows through him.

You obviously don’t want to believe.

Who are you, Peter Pan? You think if we believe enough it will make it so? We’ll bring tinker bell back to life!!! FAIL!

So then, don’t believe. Don’t believe any of it.

No problem.

I really don’t care.

Yeah you do, look at how much drivel you typed out! Really, just who are you trying to convince, us or yourself?

I’ll just let you fester in your hate and jealous, spiteful vindictiveness and your anger and your contempt, you petty class envious prick.

So much bile and contempt for such a happy go lucky classist! You should have that checked, see a therapist.

Go on, fester away poor boy. Whinge, whinge, whinge like the tired, broken sap that you are. Keep on spilling that bile. You’re really not worth the trouble.

Like most posts, Olsen doesn’t know what he’s typing about, but that doesn’t stop him. He knows everything about me based on “facts” off a message board. A message board no less. Kudos for that, champ. LOL FAIL!

Have it your way. None of it is true. There you go. Pleasant dreams, teacher man. Keep on teachin’!

Didn’t really need you to verify it for me. I always have pleasant dreams.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA you really don’t have a clue! BWAHAHAHAHAHA loser! FAIL.

Hey, your FAIL called. They said they need more FAIL from your FAIL because they can’t FAIL without the FAIL that comes only from your FAIL.
Late,
grmpysmrf

Grumpy always comes with the epic reply.

Can’t you just ignore stuff without a button?

Can’t you just ignore stuff without a button?

But then how could you express your disdain for people arguing in a forum?

I wish this board had an ignore button.

I thought you took your tea and went home?
Late,
grmpysmrf

Who else has the Dolly song stuck in their heads thanks to this thread?

I also said I may drop in from time to time.

Yes you did, I guess. Welcome back then!
Late,
grmpysmrf

It’s cool that you are following your dream…and I wish I had the guts to do the same thing. But I’m too money obsessed and ''comfortable" to do anything about it (plus I’m getting toward middle age).

However, I would approach your dream with caution. The road to rockstardom is paved with OD’d corpses and crushed hopes. For every Axl Rose and Marilyn Manson, there’s some 50,000 wannabes with stars in their eyes now either working the counter at 7/11 or doing time as a stiff in the morgue.

Just sayin’ is all. And no, this isn’t a windup.

[reply]I have not had a drink since the night before I was fired and don’t plan on it anytime soon.

What?!? What kind of a rockstar to do want to be?[/reply]

Thank you for the response. I was expecting more hate from this board based on my reply in this thread but I think people are starting to get a handle on who I really am (i.e. not actually full of myself as the image I project and struggling just like anyone to make a mark…)

Don’t worry. I have back-up plans and all that. I have a 4 year degree from the best communication school in the country (S.I. Newhouse degree from Syracuse).

I had my previous job for 2 years and I know that would have become a career had I not been struggling to also follow my passion for music.

It’s now or never to pursue my dream 100% and if things don’t work out the way I want, there will always be a fallback thanks to my mom who worked her ass off to make sure I got this degree!!

I am smart (not exceedingly, but enough), talented, ambitious and driven. I will succeed in life and I am confident of that much, even if I fail in my lofty dreams.

And by the way I don’t plan on peddling this industrial noise rock thing for much longer. My music is changing a lot now and we are making big changes to what BLACKBOMBS is supposed to be.

Thank you for the response. I was expecting more hate from this board based on my reply in this thread but I think people are starting to get a handle on who I really am (i.e. not actually full of myself as the image I project and struggling just like anyone to make a mark…)

Well, honestly you only have yrself to blame for that.

But good luck with aiming to be a rockstar. I think it’s kind of exciting. If I was 23 again and had more confidence in my ability and my appearance I’d probably do the same thing.

Although I wouldn’t be a junkie rockstar. I’m scared of needles. I’d probably just be a raid the fridge at 2am type rock star. Y’know…like Mama Cass.

Watch out for them chicken bones, Peligro!

Who else has the Dolly song stuck in their heads thanks to this thread?
That’s the point, der.

[reply]Can’t you just ignore stuff without a button?

But then how could you express your disdain for people arguing in a forum?[/reply]
Not really much of an argument. It’s just grmpy winning… again

Late,
grmpysmrf

Smrfy,
If I give you a gold star, will you play nicely instead of bullying the other kids on the playground? There are no winners or losers in this thread. Olsen can spend his piggy bank any way he so chooses and nobody is to tell him otherwise. It’s the same if I want to go out and buy a pair of red soled shoes or take that money and invest it in supplies for when I present workshops to students - I may be fortunate enough to be able to purchase both.

Smrfy,
If I give you a gold star, will you play nicely instead of bullying the other kids on the playground?

He’s not bullying. He’s WINNING!

There are no winners or losers in this thread.

That’s true. Except for me. I’m a winner.

Olsen can spend his piggy bank any way he so chooses and nobody is to tell him otherwise.

People can tell him whatever they want to. He sure doesn’t have to listen or take their advice though.

It’s the same if I want to go out and buy a pair of red soled shoes or take that money and invest it in supplies for when I present workshops to students - I may be fortunate enough to be able to purchase both.

Yes. That is the same. It is also the same as whether I buy another solid gold Cadillac or invest my money into pimping out my research lab so I can finish my prototype for the donut that cures cancer. I unfortunately cannot purchase both right now. So the lab will have to be put on hold.