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My best friend died 4 years ago today. Or maybe it's 5 years. I don't know. When you get to this age, it doesn't really matter 1 year or the next. Life is life.
We all saw Totalbiscuit die, and Incontrol. I also saw my best friend die. I still have some best friends, so don't worry about that. One or two anyway.
I wanna joke about things that happened in the past, but I still feel bad about them to be honest. I moved to Argentina with a young man named Erik, and I haven't spoken to him in maybe 10 years, but I think we are as any Internet friend who was gone and past. I still remember you, Erik, and I even have a photo of you. Brendan is dead now. I'm still going. And by the way I know I owe you $1000 or $2000 or whatever it is.
Since poker, I was a care worker for the elderly, or rather mostly for the extremely deranged, for 5 or 6 years. Apart from watching Dota, I went to the gym sometimes. I bought my own gym equipment at one point. The high from that kept me out of trouble, but as soon as I lost it, I was back in trouble again.
Right now, I've lived in Japan for 3 years. I'm a pretty OK but not great teacher to young people. They say they appreciate my down-to-earth nature. A lot of teachers are - and I can't fault them for it - a little superficial and put on a strong-man act. Or maybe that's just how they are. But I'm just me. It's got me intro trouble. I've been fired from 1 job. But I'm still here.
I've been to about 175 music and photoshoot events since coming to Japan. It's my hobby. If you guys can figure out who I was on TL 10 years ago, I think you wouldn't be surprised that I managed to pursue a hobby pursuant to my interests (you'd probably be more surprised that I'm still alive after all this time).
Why is the title to this blog Apocalypse Alert? Just I was reminiscing about back then. Brendan wasn't dead. We were living with Erik, and for some reason I was locked out of the apartment. Nazgul sent out an alert for me because I thought shit might have hit the fan. Turns out Erik didn't get aids after all. Just kidding bro. Hope you are well and you know I have strong feelings for you 10 years on. Thanks for everything.
  
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OP is gay. Just saying'
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give the guy back the money you owe him. it doesn't look to me you are starving so better close that thing. I also burrowed from a friend 1 year ago 500 euro because I had a need for it, and when I paid it back some months ago it felt really nice.
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brendan died coz he 'came out of the closet', moved in with a college-age guy who somehow got full incapacity benefits for being 'unable to work', they also had free housing and a stupid amount of money (GJ UK government back then) and brendan started ordering drugs online from tor, stims, also doing obscene amounts of OTC codeine (30 a night) , and eventually got his hands on fenatyl, which is the opoid (painkiller) that just insta-kills you if you take 1 too many sometime. at the time , i'd declined to move in with him coz i'd just managed to finish Uni at age like 29 and had landed my first non-minimum-wage job, i kept trying to keep in touch and had bought him a ticket to the Babymetal concert that was upcoming, but he kept vanishing for weeks or months at a time off my internet, next thing right after i got back from Wembley was he was dead. as for the money, it was a weird weird thing back then, the guy was making $50k in a month from how i remember it, i'd love to pay back just on principal but actually even though i worked full + part time the past 2 decades right now i have $200 in my bank account (immediately after being paid), owe $5000 in city taxes and unpaid pension and insurance allowance, and owe my family probably $2000 that kept me afloat. and no i don't do drugs, still got a booze problem, i just earn fuck all . i'm even on an old laptop and phone my brother sent me after those broke and i couldn't replace them. money is weird, like i ask myself why i even bother , which is sad coz i'm a fucking teacher to 100s of kids and shouldn't feel this way because of my job, that's seriously the last fucking thing you need.
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EPT
