Recurring purchase for SkyNetHosting.Net Inc. has been canceled.

That sentence is like music to my ears. For more than a year now I have put up with their uselessness. I had almost every domain I owned hosted with them and they continued to get me at boiling point on dozens of occasions. Their incompetence cost me money, time and energy. They are now out of my life.

Believe me, I could rant all day long about this worthless company, but they aren’t worth any more of my energy. I finally took time to move my sites onto a VPS with Servint. I’ve had nothing but a happy experience so far and am pleased I finally got off my arse and mate it happen. It took a couple of days, but I got there.

Today I worked on the other half of the problem. I have about half a dozen domain registrars. You see, whenever I win a domain auction, the sneaky little bastards sign me up at a new registrar. That new registrar will then charge 40-60 bucks a year to renew it. It’s highway robbery, it really is.

I transferred all of my domains onto Namecheap from these registrars and Godaddy. This way I can keep track of everything in the one place. Yes, I could have used Godaddy, but their 10 pages of sales ads to do something pisses me off. Interesting way to keep customers happy eh?

One of the main selling points of Namecheap is that they have free private WHOIS. I’ve never bothered with it before, but somehow I don’t think the world needs to see my name, email address, phone number and my Mum’s address. Kind of scary when I think about it.

Making small little changes like this go a long way to making me feel in control of my online business. I’m still sorting out my Neteller account which will help as well. Next thing on my list is to get all my bank wires going into my shiny new business bank account.

How Being Emotionally Stable Accelerates Growth

After writing my epic post last night I was fired up for the day ahead of me. I got up early and headed to the dentist. After finding out that Angelina Jolie is a psychopath and she is a home wrecker (I love you Jen), I was in the surgery with only a couple of minutes delay.

I quickly found out that my teeth were in a lot better shape than I expected and I had no cavities to be worried about. Then comes the news that my exceptionally sore mouth is because of my wisdom teeth coming through.

I go get an X-ray at another place and return. I find out I’m up for $1384 to get my 4 wisdom teeth removed on February 9. They give me some details for pain killers and I’m on my merry way to the chemist. The whole morning was smooth and the dentist was hot as well, which never hurts.

The chemist lady strikes up a conversation with me about my travels and she is a delight to talk to. I finish all my errands around 11am after spending $240 and have a giant smile on my face.

Smile on my face? Do you think bad news is funny? Truth be told I was counting my lucky stars! How bad would it have been if I had arrived in Thailand and need to get my wisdom teeth removed? Piece of string on one end, elephant power on the other?

I was in a fair bit of pain today but the pills I bought at the chemist seemed to do the trick. I even managed to eat a steak today instead of the chicken caesar salads I had been making.

Hey, you said accelerated growth

Yep, and that’s exactly what I meant as well. You see, if I hadn’t walked out of the dentist with a smile on my face I wouldn’t have had a happy conversation with the chemist lady (who put a bigger smile on my face). After that I wouldn’t have had an enlightening conversation with one of my friends on Skype.

He really got me thinking about life and how I need to relax. Relax in terms of putting pressure on myself, I always thought I would have “made it” by this age. I was always a high achiever at a young age, but never seem to finish anything. His wise words of “forgive yourself” have worked wonders for me for a second time. Many thanks my good friend.

But wait, there’s still more. I ended up talking to Carly tonight as well. It started out really well until she read last night’s blog post. Apparently she didn’t like me calling her unambitious. The conversation doesn’t end well, I’m in a “meh” mood, but only with her. When I get off the phone with her I return to my steely swagger.

I then strike up a conversation with another friend on Skype. She said she enjoyed my post last night, and shares an equally personal moment with me. Already I am feeling love by simply opening myself up to others. I like how this works.

After that the ball keeps rolling as Tak hits me up on MSN. This is Jim’s fiance and she tells me how grateful she is that I made a donation. This makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside because I was able to help someone out with just a small gift like that. Her reaction was worth 10x what I donated. My condolences to you and your family Tak.

Hazo’s brutally honest blog steams ahead

It seems as though people can relate and feel my writing when it is written like it was last night. I much prefer to write openly, speak the truth and give my opinions. I’m going to stick with it.

I love the fact that I couldn’t give a shit about what the search engines think, if it is SEO’d and what I’m ranking for. It’s a blast being able to express myself with my writing, not to savagely attack people, but to explore my inner workings.

It’s even better that I have no thought of monetizing this thing, nor do I care to. I don’t write a blog for a reward. That’s just what some people don’t get. They don’t understand the concept of giving without a clear return or reward. Surely you can help people without shoving Clickbank products and adsense down people’s throat? I guess I’m just naive because at the end of the day it’s all business right? Not in my books it isn’t.

So how do I feel after what happened today? Despite the financial situation I’m in, I am getting stronger each day. The $1650 bucks is not a welcome surprise with just over 6 weeks until I leave the country. I still have a trip to Sydney and Melbourne to contend with and I have just spent 5 grand getting ready.

Not to worry though, all my thoughts are positive. My subconscious mind is gravitating towards what needs to be done. I catch myself working out what I need to get sorted before I leave, what articles I am writing next, what site to throw up and which domains to keep. I’m feeling alert and unbeatable. I have that steely feeling inside of me when I know I am going to make it. I know this trip will happen despite all the hurdles being thrown at me. Every time shit gets thrown at me, I laugh and move on. I’m in a happy place.

The situation with Carly is a weird one. I’ve moved on from the emotional feelings I had, to more rational ones. I can see the situation clearly now and can act accordingly. Even though our conversation didn’t end well, it didn’t bother me too much. The only thing that is getting to me is how I can go out of my way to be kind and it still ends in an argument. I guess you can’t please everyone.

All I can do is concentrate on being the best person that I can be. I think I’ve done well in the past 24 hours, but the key for me (as you should know) is consistency. I’ve missed the last couple of days in the gym and I need to catch up with some content.

I’ll be waking up early again tomorrow and getting some articles done before lunch time. Something that affiliates sometimes overlook is how important it is to get the day off to a sparkling start. If I wake up late, I don’t get anything done till after lunch, then it’s catchup for the rest of the time. Usually when this happens I get almost nothing done.

I can forsee myself getting uptight within the next week or so as the financial situation worsens. I have to raise a few extra grand than normal to pay for these added expenses and to have money to travel with.

As long as I’m aware of the situation and monitor it I’ll tackle it head on. It’s better that I know the details, and what I’m going to do about it. Normally I would block out my thoughts and not worry about it. When it becomes too late, I start pointing fingers and getting angry. This isn’t going to happen this time round.

I still have a smile on my face and I will be going to Thailand in 6.5 weeks. I can’t ask for much more than that. I’m a lucky guy.