I had been making a lot of money in the games industry as a writer for various games before I finally hit it big as a full-time freelancer.
That was before the first alien ant farmer appeared on my radar, and I was hooked.
I was soon on my way to starting my own small farm, which would eventually grow into the very first real-world farm I’ve ever worked on.
When the alien ant farmers first appeared on our map, I wasn’t quite sure what to do with my time.
I’d have to hunt and harvest them, and then, if I didn’t make it back home with enough ants, I’d end up going through the trouble of building a farm myself.
I wasn’ ready to give up that easy, cash-in-the-bank reward of a paycheck.
I had to make something of myself.
And I knew I had plenty of time.
So, for the next two years, I worked full-day, six-day a week on a farm in the northern California hills near the San Francisco Bay.
I would spend the first few days working on the farm, and the next several days digging up ants and taking them to the compost pile in order to process them for the remaining hours.
As the year went on, the ants would become larger, and when they got to the end of the year, I would take them to my local compost heap and take them home with me.
I figured that if I ever got to see the ants, it’d be a good time to see them grow into a full grown, vibrant, and productive animal.
After I finished my first year of farming, I decided to quit my day job to dedicate more time to the farm.
I spent more time on the job than I ever had before, and my workload became manageable enough that I could afford to go back to school and graduate.
I’ve worked on farms in the United States, the Netherlands, and Australia for the last five years.
For the past two years I’ve been making money by producing a weekly video series called the “Sod Farm” that explores the complex issues of the farm industry.
Through my work, I’ve become the face of this new breed of small-scale farmers who are starting to take ownership of their farm and turn it into something they can proudly call their own.
The “Sodo” series is the story of my journey as I continue to help people create their own small farms in an environment where there is no money to be made.
In this series, I’m breaking down the ins and outs of farming from the perspective of a young adult who is struggling to put his life back together after years of addiction to drugs and alcohol.
It’s a journey that is being shared through the YouTube video series, and will soon be a full time full-fledged farm of my own.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I did making it.
How I got a first paycheck as an alien ant producer article For the next few years, it was pretty simple for me to farm and make money on my own in a field of ants.
But, that all changed in late 2018 when a large, red alien ant that looked like a bullhead came along.
The ant farmer was an incredible man, and he seemed to know everything about the industry.
It was a rare sight in this part of the country, and there were a few other farmers out there that he’d been talking to, but I wasn`t interested.
I decided it was time to give it a shot.
I walked into the farmer`s house and we started chatting.
The farmer was sitting on the couch and I told him that I was a fulltime freelancing producer and I had some free time, but only if he could let me take a photo of a cow and sell it to the local newspaper.
The cow was cute and he said that he didn`t have much money, so I was hoping to get some of his hard-earned money back.
I didn`tt care about the cow.
I wanted to get my hands on the cow for a couple of reasons: 1.
I loved the cow, 2.
I thought he was a good storyteller, and 3.
I needed some cash for the cow so I could buy some candy.
The next thing I knew, I was at his door, waiting for him to let me in.
I opened the door and I saw a young man sitting at a table with a plate of meat.
The guy was wearing a baseball cap with a baseball on it and his face was covered with a white mask.
He didn`ve any kind of mustache on, but it didn`T look like he was about to be an alien.
The person who I had come to talk to was the owner of the ranch, John, and it was his son.
I told John that I wanted some of the money that I got from the cow