12/06/2024
Here it is. You never asked, but I'm going to tell you anyway!
As most people know, I started RP as a bit of a p**s take. I knew bu**er all about anything, but took pride in learning the hard way and showing people a better, if not cheaper way to do things. Essentially, being the black sheep was what it was all about.
Fast forward 13 years. I met a s**t load of awesome people, went to some amazing places, and had some epic opportunities all around the world. A lot of skis came and went, a lot of fibreglass was layed, and a LOT of chemical fumes and fibreglass dust was ingested.
I wake up one morning out of the blue, and have what could be best described as vertigo, but not actually vertigo. It's hard to explain to people but think of how you would feel, getting off a spinning swing while hung over, but having that feeling 24/7. After exhausting every possible option to get a cure, I slipped into something I can only assume is chronic anxiety and depression. This, mixed with the s**t show that is life, forced me me to stop doing the very things that actually kept me going.
Whatever the hell I have, it's not going away any time soon (now 5 years in). I seem to find comfort in getting back to what I enjoy, which is messing with things, getting out and about and actually having fun again.
While jetskis aren't really my jam anymore (I still own a few though). I thought I'd revive RP and get back to my roots...random s**t. We still blow s**t up, we still do stupid things all the time, and every now and then we stumble across something that works, and is helpful.
This isn't a sob story, nor a comeback...it's just a reconnection with better times that I'd like to get back to. You never know how good things are until they're gone.
Cheers to anyone that's still listening after all these years!
Random Performance...it's fast, until it's not.