My origin story

(If you want to skip the boring bollocks and get to the juicey, money-related parts, scroll down to the Popping off part)

So why should you give a shit about me or my story?

I sat down for 10 minutes and couldn’t think of any answer to this, so no reason in particular. But now you’re reading it I may as well go on anyway.

I’m some 30-something English bloke who’s spent the best part of a decade living in Thailand. Yes, yes, the digital nomad type, we’ve heard it all before. At least I was never an English teacher.

Anyway, at this present moment I’ve got a lovely condo, a big fat collection of Magic cards cos I’m a neckbeard, and lots of spare time and money, all without a job. Life’s really, really good.

Freeze frame. Record scratch. Yup, that’s me. You’re probably wondering how I ended up in this situation.

Well, it wasn’t exactly plain sailing. It was a bumpy ride and that was entirely my fault. If I could rewind to 2015 when I first moved to Thailand, or even further back to 2011 when I moved to Bulgaria, I would have done everything differently.

For starts, I wouldn’t have bothered with getting a job in either country. After a decade’s worth of office work, I’ve learned the hard way that most jobs aren’t worth doing.

Yes, there are amazing, well-paid cushy jobs out there that pay more than I earn, and if you’ve got one, good for you.

If you’re happy with your job then this blog probably isn’t for you so go and do something more productive with your time.

Anyway, I hate working for other people, especially in offices. I’m not a people person and I don’t like being told what to do.

I hate the small talk (yes, Barbara, I’m dying to know more about your child’s school play), the forced interactions, the forced fun (team building talent show cringefest, anyone?), having to ask permission for time off.

I can’t be the only one who finds employment to be torture. Especially with ADHD.

It was the shittiness of my office job in 2019 that pushed me into starting my first profitable blog and that was the turning point in transforming my life from one full of stress, mediocrity and bitterness into the good one I have now.

I was thinking of trying to be clever and telling a Pulp Fiction-style story with a shuffled narrative but I couldn’t figure out how to make it work, so here it is in chronological order instead.


My school years were spent staring out the window, daydreaming about video games and playing Magic cards. Anything but studying, basically.

I got into music and English but not much else, and had no clue what I wanted to do with my life.

I went on to study English at the University of Kent, mostly because I thought it was the easiest choice, and that a degree is a degree. I later found out that I was mistaken.

University was very unproductive, academically. In terms of my World of Warcraft characters, however, I was steaming ahead of everyone else. WoW, weed, pizza and plagiarism pretty much summarises my university years.

I did the absolute bare minimum to get by, almost never reading anything in a course that required constant reading.

Looking back on it, it was very dumb to pay all that money for an expensive education and not actually learn anything.

Despite my Thatcheresque shoulderpads and ill-fitting suit, I had bare rizz during my long-haired uni days.

That stage in my life set the pace for the following years after it: do as little work as possible and spend the rest of the time gaming.


This is when my “doing the bare minimum” ‘strategy’ began falling apart. It was 2010 and I was living with my parents, who weren’t very happy that I couldn’t get a job.

Years of constant gaming had done a number on my social skills (which weren’t even good in the first place at this point)

The brain drain had hit my hometown, Maidenhead, hard too; all the smart, amibitious, well-studied people had left for London or other places that offer actual careers.

The people my age that hadn’t moved anywhere were all kids, eldery or losers.

2010 to mid 2011 was long period of unemployment punctuated by a few dead-end jobs here and there, none of which last very long because I would always quit or get fired.

As of writing this post, I’ve been fired at least 20 times. If enough people care I’ll list all the jobs I’ve had and reasons I’ve been fired in another post.

Sometimes I would deliberately get fired just so I could stay home and play video games instead.

It doesn’t take a genius to work out that my parents weren’t very happy with me at this point.


Moving to Bulgaria in 2011 was the first turning point in my otherwise mediocre life.

It all started with a post under the writing and editing section on Craigslist. I’d given up looking for conventional jobs at the time and was more interested in freelance work but I wasn’t having much luck with that either.

I got the job and lived in Varna for a year. It was fun while it lasted but the brutal winter and transient people made it hard to making any lasting friendships.

My gaming addiction also worsened while I was out there due to a relatively unknown game at the time called League of Legends.

A year later I got fired for not showing up to the office, before getting kicked out of my flat and being forced to return to England.


After a string of shitty jobs and getting fired again in England from 2012 to 2015, I landed another shitty job but at least this time it was in Pattaya, Thailand’s sin city.

At least this time it was a shitty job I was good at and showed up for so I didn’t get fired. If I hadn’t worked in Bulgaria I wouldn’t have learned the skills to get the job (Google ads) and I probably wouldn’t have had the balls to move to Thailand (although I did go there on holiday before moving there).

But then I got greedy and got another better paid shitty job in Bangkok, followed by another pattern of fired/hired/fired/hired. This was the cause of my frustration that made me start my first blog in 2019.

In 2020 I was fired from my last job as of writing this post. It was another shitty job that I didn’t care about but what was special about it was the office.

Covid was raging and I had just been fired from this place in August 2020. Fortunately I had savings so wasn’t in a rush to get another job. It was also the nicest office I’d ever worked in and that’s why I vowed it would be the last.

So I said fuck it and went freelance. It was a bumpy ride at first but it turned out to be a very, very good idea.

I started out doing web design, mostly without much of a clue of how to do it propertly besides having made a few blogs. There was no shortage of clients but it was a nightmare and I wasn’t very good at it or enjoying it very much.

At the end of 2020 a friend told me about GPT-3, a predecessor of chatGPT. Soon I was churning out a bunch of Saudi Arabian students’ sociology college papers on Fiverr and making better money than any job I’d had.

Unfortunately Fiverr caught me red handed and served me a warning for assisting with academic dishonesty, so I had to start ‘writing’ blog posts instead.

I was making OK money but not as much as before. I did that for the whole of 2021 and half of 2022 before I returned to my old blog that I started in 2019 (the first blog in my PIG farm).

The blog’s original niche was numerology, which I chose because I thought it would be easy to write about, and the number one product on Clickbank at the time was a numerology reading service.

I would later diversify into other mumbo jumbo topics such as astrology, tarot, feng shui, and alternative medicine.

The idea I had at the beginning of this blog was to create a magnet for stupid people, by publishing content on topics that appeal to people with impaired critical thinking.

Anyway, this blog had started to gain some traction, as it was a couple of years old and I’d been chipping away at it over time.

Unlike when I started the blog, however, I now had a big tool (hehe) that made it a lot easier: GPT-3.

Popping off (still in Thailand)

I started churning out reviews of Clickbank products and posting them on my blog. Clickbank, by the way, is an affiliate marketing network.

What’s that in plain English? It’s a website that allows you to sell other people’s products and take a % of the sale in commission, usually 60 to 80%.

That’s affiliate marketing in a nutshell: when you don’t have your own shit to sell so you sell someone else’s and take a cut.

It turned out that I was pretty good at this and started making sales immediately. I was selling all kinds of junk to boomers and Karens mostly in the US (Clickbank’s speciality).

One time I published a review of a dental supplement (Prodentim), went out for dinner, came back two hours later and saw I’d already made a sale on it for $75.

Soon enough I dropped everything and went deep dick on Clickbank for the second half of 2022.

It paid off; for the first time in my life I was living solely from passive income and it made a big difference.

Not too shabby for a shitty little blog I started in my cockroach-infested bedshit.
Clickbank suspended my account for misselling their products (their products are all a scam anyway so how can you missell any of them?) so I made another one and carried on.

Fast forward to June 2023, the time I’m writing this, and I’m still making good money.

Not Lambo money, but good money by my standards. These days I make more money sleeping than working in any job I could get, bearing in mind how awful my work ethic is when in employment.

I run a few blogs in various niches, selling hundreds of different products on a few different networks, and every morning I wake up around noon and scroll through my sales notifications in bed.

Then I might work for an hour or two, go for a walk in the park while the sun is out, or go and play Magic at the mall, or go shopping or just stay in bed. There’s no pressure to work full time anymore.

That’s about brought you up to date with the origin story of a jobless degenerate.

So now why not more on how I set up my PIG farm?

Key takeaways

  • Not studying is a bad idea
  • Working a crappy job and spending all your time playing video games is a bad idea
  • Blogging is a good idea
  • Travelling the world and meeting new people is a good idea
  • Passive income > active income

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