IDENTIFYING INFORMATION: Peter Hunt Welch is a 20-year-old single Caucasian male who was residing in Bar Harbor, Maine this summer. He is a University of Maine at Orono student with no prior psychiatric history, who was admitted to the Acadia Hospital on an involuntary basis due to an acute level of confusion and disorganization, both behaviorally and cognitively. He was evaluated at MDI and was transferred from that facility due to psychosis, impulse thoughts, delusions, and disorientation.Click to see on Amazon
Ever wondered how to justify your own righteousness even while you're constantly embarrassed by it? Or how to make a case for your own existence when you contribute nothing besides nominal labor to a faceless corporation that's probably exploiting children? Are you clinging desperately to an arbitrary social model imposed by your parents and childhood friends? Or screaming in terror, your mind unhinged at the prospect of an uncaring void racing to consume the very possibility of your life having meaning?Click to see on Amazon
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One of these is me.
I will never bother to write a real contact form. Frankly, I wouldn't check the mail if I had it. You can reach me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
The lack of ads on this site is because I'm more interested in
getting a publishing deal and some old-fashioned fame, so I
value readability over token profit. However,
I live in Brooklyn, and could always use some money, if you'd
like to use this handy little donating widget.
Well, I caved. No ad boutique would touch this site given its content and severe lack of focus, but I'm tossing on some google ads because passive income would actually be kind of nice and I really should be doing a better job of catching up to the 21st century. Oh, if you're an advertiser with a sense of humor, I get ~40k uniques and ~70k pageviews a month, mostly 20- to 35-year-old tech people getting linked to Programming Sucks. So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.
Be warned, if it's an offensive word to or on any list of English profanities, it's somewhere on this site, or will be soon. I also leave up old things written by a younger, angrier, and much dumber me, occasionally suggesting viewpoints that make me wince now. I take reponsibility for my past, unless it's convenient and plausible to blame it on someone else.
I still live in Brooklyn, so the donation widget stays. I also have this Autotip thing installed for bitcoin. I almost started mining back in 2008 but gave up because it didn't seem worth the effort. Hindsight, amirite?