So for charity, I will be boxing in an amateur fight on the 21st of March. I'm telling you this because you will be able to watch it on youtube, so I will post that for everyone to see. But as it's for charity, I need to do my bit. If you want to donate anything my page is http://justgiving.com/matthewzacharyfletcher
It's the first time of combat sport I've ever been involved in and I'm really excited to see how it goes! I'm really into boxing and watching fights and breaking them down punch by punch. Watching boxers weaknesses and strengths and seeing how they do with all that I know. Recently I made a bet on the McGregor vs Cerrone fight and won £300 based on a first-round win by McGregor in the first half of the round.
Just wanted to add if you haven't already considered it go and follow this topic if you're interested because it just keeps growing and growing.
So I've been pretty quiet recently, and that's not the fault of anyone here. Life ticks on and mine has been doing that. I stopped running my own business after the shop's bills were so astronomically high that finding profit was getting more and more difficult. I started working for a DIY/Hardware store in the UK, got promoted, and I'm working towards another promotion.
2019 saw the birth of my son Zachary, an absolute diamond of a baby boy and the best thing to ever happen to me.
Unfortunately, my relationship with my then-fiancee didn't quite work out. So back to being free and single, but I still have Zachary, and that's all that matters.
I got fat, fatter than usual. So now I'm trying to cut back and be a good boy. I've got a boxing match coming up in March for charity, and that looks like it's going to be pretty epic.
ik spreek een beetje nederlands
mijn nederlands is niet goed
this has become a life update thing. It's weird reading back on them and being like oh yea that happened random.
and in a previous blog said i was 'banging a total hottie'...
who is now my girlfriend and i remember my head space at the time and why i would say something like that (i was semi just taking the P one fifty five, but still) and looking back that's messed up and I would never even have those thoughts cross my mind about her now. Not that I've matured (i wish), just the way I perceived her was way off base with who she was, and that's crazy.
random how sheets change
and random how much I'm changing my sheets for this girl (apparently they sposed to be changed like more than 1nce a year)
hhaha I'll look back at that sentence^ and either laugh or cry, depending how this relationship goes. It's not on the rocks, but due to things said above (my perception of her, and even her perception of me), it means our relationship is built on a rough start. We don't have that tale of falling in love. Not that it should be all hollywood, but it's just not a nice story if someone asks how we met.
Thoughts? Every time someone would ask "How did you guys meet?" it would be this awkward, bringing back a lot of bad memories experience for both of us.
Is this doomed?
Is this good? Can we outlast anything if we got past this?
I wrote up some code for a post (further explanation there) and thought it was too interesting to not use for a Sal's-based post. Querying the word "Salmoneus" against my code resulted in the above image, where the green items are "closer" in meaning/presence to Salmoneus, while the blue are furthest; although I think it's interesting to consider the central axis more of a mirror than anything. The items in the middle are closest to 90 degrees with Salmoneus - interestingly enough words like "sensibility" and "micromollusk"
I want to know if "hotness" is in fact close to Salmoneus, where are our old members like Vera (oh wait that was Co-Z) or Miss Death (oh wait she might be dead) or KITTENBLOB
I just turned 24 a couple of days ago.
Just reread a bunch of my old blog posts and there was a post commemorating my 15th birthday. It's funny to read this old journal and see what I was like - some real teenage angst back there but some of the stuff that I posted about 9 years ago is still important to me (I posted a lot about Daria 9 years ago and I just contributed to a Daria fanzine a couple weeks ago).
Also I really don't want to see this forum die so here's some content.
HEY GUYS! I'm back. Zazzy gave me an oldschool bond for a week; anyone else playing oldschool still?? #SALS_CC #SALMONEUS_LIVES
I made a Patreon and am slating myself as producing Generative Art & Critical Thinking-based posts, but I've got 3D printing ideas and a lot of other stuff going around; if y'all have any thoughts (critical!! I wanna hear them!!) about my first post I'd love to hear them. Link is here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/24773177
Anyways, enough about me, what's everyone been up to lately? I miss Runescape and the community here; crazy how it's been over a decade for (almost? I'm guessing EVERYONE) the typical user here! Weird growing up around a video game as our common interest. Talking about playing Castle Wars is way more fun than talking about beer, drugs and the weather
yep. literally it. im 22 now. i feel like im 37. i'll probably come back once a year just to update my blog title since it'll bug me not to. but yeah. doing my masters now at kings college. ive actually grown up a lot. i used to be very anti relationship and made it clear to any sexual partners what situation was. now i've opened up. how about that. living at home now. absolutely hate it. gonna have to struggle through this for 2-3 years before i can afford to move out. hope you lot are doing good. aiming to turn amateur in mma and muay thai in 2019. see you all in a year. happy holidays
It's not like I'm disappearing off the face of the earth (although I will be soon), there's just a myriad of contributors.
I still check these forums nearly every day and I'm not sure why. It's a shame the community here has disappeared, but I guess we all move on at some point. I was just 11 years old when I first joined these forums in 2007 - I've spent more than half my life as a member of this community and in a way you could almost see me grow up just going through my post history, as cringe as it is. So I guess here is my first reason - there is nothing drawing me here anymore. All of my old friends from the "good old days" have disappeared. There is no new content or any sort of thriving community to be a part of. It sucks to say but it's the truth, unfortunately. I'll still check on a rare occasion but I won't participate and soon I won't be able to even if I wanted.
Second reason would be that I've finally maxed on RuneScape. I've played this game for about 13 years (12.5 on the same account) and everything that was drawing me to continue playing has now been completed. I'm not interested in any mindless grind or completing all the quests - I'm satisfied knowing I got 99 in all my skills. Finally.
Thirdly, I'm joining the New Zealand army in January as an officer. I won't be able to play any games or check any websites for the next year. This is the primary reason, because I'd probably still bum around if I wasn't busy doing anything else.
If any of you guys wanna stay in touch, flick me a PM and if I feel like I know you well enough we can exchange social media/whatever. Otherwise, au revoir!
P.S. screenshots weeow
To whoever reads this, this blog will be my story of how I lost my bank, and what actions I'm taking to re-build that bank. This is more for my personal reference, but some of you may like the idea behind it.
It all started when I received a message from a stranger, asking me how much my Santa Hat is currently worth. Usually I ignore these messages, but I thought, hey why not be nice and let him know, so I did.
We then got into conversation about how I made my money, how long I've had the Santa, and just general small talk. He then spoke about his money making, firstly bosses (which I'm not too interested in high level PVM) and how he makes money from "Tree People", before directing me to a video of how this works.
The idea behind such is simple. You sit in the GE of a busy world, before someone contacts you, asking if you'd like to make a bit of money. You accept, and follow a few steps which I will cover later. The end goal of such, is the lurer gives you some money, and some telegrab runes, which you use to grab a pile of cash from behind a tree, where you will ultimately meet your demise - but before you telegrab, you hop over the Wilderness wall and return to safety, 200M richer.
This is the point where, I make an uncharacteristically stupid move. I think, "Hey, why not, seems easy enough". The guy I was talking too had been hopping around a few worlds, and messages me to let me know he's found someone. I take a point and watch. Everything goes smoothly, and he's made 200M+
Now, at this point I owe my brother 160M for some Ascension bows that I lost a while back, so see an opportunity to make some easy money, so I set about waiting. I finally get a message from someone, and I hop and meet him in a different world.
We run through the steps at a dummy level, hop over the wilderness wall, establish a safe buffer, and he asks me to cast a telegrab spell to make my character turn and face him. Everything works fine and dandy, and we return to the bank.
So, I withdraw my Santa, Nox Bow and Nox Staff as asked. We pay a quick visit to Mr Ex to give myself a skull as asked, and drain my prayers. His alternate account trades me some 10 Cursed Energy (which works as a teleblock) and hop over the wilderness wall.
At this point, again, I am asked to cast telegrab on him, so I do. I then find myself being propelled towards the group of people sat behind that tree, and get killed before I have a chance to kiss my beloved Santa goodbye. I've now lost just under 900M within a matter of seconds.
I walk away and have dinner, contemplating what to do next. I consider buying bonds to make everything back, (which, at 21p per mill, would cost me £189), but decide against it.
I look through my bank, sure enough, there's some dusty melee equipment that I don't ever use, and some misc items, 120 Firemaking logs, Clue loots and so on. I've got enough to buy back my bow, so I do so. I complete whatever clues I've got stored away in the hope of a quick dye to make it all back, but no luck.
After much debating, I've decided that the first thing I need to do, is get the Golden Gold Accumulator, and set about camping at Godwars Bosses. Getting the titles is something I've always wanted to do, so why not make the best of a bad situation and go for this. The only downside is, this cost 1,500,000 tokens. At this point, I was only on about 600,000. So I spend a day doing large floors, and claw my way up to 1,000,000, in between Farming runs to steadily build the cash balance up.
I also seize the opportunity to attempt money making methods that I've never tried before, and will detail these in my next blog. As for now, and for a constant reminder to myself and anyone else, if anyone ever approaches you with a "Get Rich Quick" plan that involves Dangerous areas, your Valuable items, or anything else, no matter how safe it can seem, it probably isn't...
So I actually mainly came back to mention NationStates somewhere but wow this place has gotten really quiet :(
I dated that girl for a few months and she has super severe borderline and basically wanted to cut my eggplant off. Oh well, live and learn
Anyway what's up with you guys I work in insurance now at a State Farm agency
I've been slightly putting off writing this blog entry for some reason, but here it is! Me and my adventures in Canada, so far I'm nearly 4 months in with 2 weeks until the ski season finishes (ie unemployment). If I thought life in Australia was wild, boy was I in for a treat. There's so much that has happened and it would take days to write everything down, so I'll try keep this one somewhat short.
I was pretty keen on leaving Australia, not gonna lie. I felt like I didn't have much left back home and wasn't growing as a person, I was too comfortable. My first two nights in Canada got off to a crazy start, meeting some people in my hostel also working for Panorama (the resort) and getting to know them. We went out to the gay part of town and hit up some gay bars, and I ended up babysitting my new friends all the way back to the hostel, trying to stop them from cartwheeling onto the streets at 6am and accepting a suspicious white powdery substance from strangers. They are great people, I hung out with them at Panorama for the first couple weeks, as well as putting myself out there and trying to overcome my fear of talking to strangers. I did surprisingly well and wasn't as awkward as I thought I'd be once I got the ball rolling, and I was pretty pleased with myself. However, once I got to know my new friends a bit better, I knew that they weren't my kind of people. They were loud and rowdy, which I feel uncomfortable participating in. I'm more of a chilled partier. To be honest, I was super strung up and anxious about a lot of different things in the first two weeks at the resort. I kept fudgeing up at my job as a lift attendant, I was shizzle at skiing, I made a few very bad decisions which everyone at work knew about, in all I was earning myself an extremely bad reputation. I felt like I was seen as this incompetent, dumb, awkward girl who didn't bring anything positive to the table. It was really bad. I unloaded onto my flatmate about it, and she said the only things I could do were to try and make up for the things I caused, or wait it out. I did both, and it became a lot better. I went skiing at any opportunity I could to improve, I bribed my workmates with sweets, I put in a lot more effort at work to make management see me in a better light, stopped being so uptight, and in the end it worked.
Just as I was feeling better about everything, I met this Swedish guy at a cafe and he also listened to all my woes, and didn't judge at all. It was exactly what I needed, and I knew that he'd be a good friend to have chats with. At the same time I bumped into a girl from NZ that I met previously at a party, we both thought each other were kinda cool and we arranged to go to the next bar event since we didn't have anyone else to go with. Turns out that they are both flatmates at the staff accommodation, and were already friends, which was such a great coincidence. So we all went to the bar event, had a crazy night where I took care of the girl throwing up everywhere, the guy feeding me all his weed and then also joining in with the throwing up, and a mix of other things. Even though it was a trainwreck of a night, it seemed to be a bonding moment, and for the rest of the season it was the three of us causing all kinds of trouble. I had finally found a small group of friends I was comfortable with, was getting good at skiing, was making more friends at work and made up for my mistakes. I was happy.
Plot twist! This girl and I hit it off pretty quickly once we really started talking, and there was some obvious chemistry in the air. Problem was, I was absolutely not ready for commitment or relationships, and she was still in love (and talking) with her ex who she left behind in New Zealand. But there was still a special connection between us that we couldn't ignore. So we talked it out and agreed that it was best to just stay friends and not act on anything. However, when we got drunk at events, all self control flew out the window. After more talking and a 2-week bed ban, we agreed to go with the flow and have a fwb sort of deal. It was pretty hard having that arrangement whilst still sleeping with other people at the resort (on my part) since there was still jealousy floating around. Bit of a complicated situation, but communication was good which made it better. As the months went by, it went from screwing around after parties to something much more intimate. It was nice having that feeling back, almost a year after breaking up with my ex. But it also brought back bittersweet memories of how things used to be. At the end of the season, it was basically like a relationship without the lovey dovey stuff.
Alas, as with seasonal overseas jobs, they all have to end. Today she left for another job at the Columbia Icefields between Jasper and Banff. It was sad leaving her place for the last time this morning, a place where we'd spent so much time bonding and made so many memories. It was like a mini breakup. I actually also applied for a job at the same place and got it, so that's the current plan. My Swedish friend is also going to the Icefields, so us 3 would be back at it again. The very loose plan is, go to Calgary on the 11th of April, buy a van there, head west and solo roadtrip along the west coast of Canada and the US. Places to tick off the list are Vancouver Island, Oregon, San Fran, hit up all the national parks and look at pretty things until late May, which is when my contract starts. So I probably won't be back in Australia for a while, might as well use this 2-year visa to its fullest.
If you have any recommendations on stuff to do on NA's west coast, lay it out for me! That's it for now friends, till next time.
Is this place still breathing? I'm hardcore procrastinating on studying for my numerical methods exam and I remembered y'all. Kinda nuts thinking I joined this forum when I was like, 12, and now I'm a sophomore in college. All you really need to know about me currently is that I'm a pretty typical partying college kid and mechanical engineering violates me on the daily but I manage. OH and I played a month of old school runescape recently, that was hella lit.
also where my south carolina bros at? Go Tigers??
Danbridge, the frail level 62 warrior, dressed in full rune, entered the lair of the of the Queen black Dragon.
He drew his sword and pointed it at the QBD. "Fear me!" he shouted to the behemoth reptilian.
This drew the attention of the QBD, and she responded abruptly. "I fear thee not!" She shouted to dwarfed barbarain.
The giant dragon then exhaled a fire wave which consumed the entire lair, killing Danbridge in the process.