Gotten like 100 new followers in the last 2 weeks. All of them are bots. Anyway, welcome. Hope you enjoy my blog.

Why am I getting 2-3 new bot followers per day now? Jesus Christ life is hard enough for me rn I don’t need this kinda false hope/excitement.

heymikewaskom:

I was going to make a list of Subway stops in New York City that meant something to me, but when i realized that i listed every R Train stop in Manhattan south of 59th st, I decided to think of others besides those… In no particular order:

  • 57th st. F train
  • W 81st St C train
  • 77th st 6 train
  • 23rd st R
  • 23rd st F
  • 23rd st 6 (northbound only)
  • Astor Place
  • 8th st. R
  • Whitehall R
  • Wall St 2, 3
  • Delancy F
  • 14th, Union Square N, Q, R (and that long ass transfer to the 4,5,6, L)
  • Court St. R
  • Jay St. Metro Tech F (brooklyn bound only)
  • 9th st. 4th ave, R, F.
  • w. 79th st. 1 train.

honorary mention; M79 crosstown BUS at 2nd ave.

Underrated post of mine.

i truly believe that no matter what i’ll be able to log in here and type out some nonsense FOREVER, and i’m comforted by that, and you can’t say the same for other social media sites.

heymikewaskom:
“for sale: vintage @staff Tumblr shirts/stickers. these shirts are BLUE, 2010 summer vintage, given to me by @john himself. 1,000,000 o.b.o.
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Re: my last post. Proof.

heymikewaskom:

for sale: vintage @staff Tumblr shirts/stickers. these shirts are BLUE, 2010 summer vintage, given to me by @john himself. 1,000,000 o.b.o.

Re: my last post. Proof.

10 years ago I stormed the Tumblr offices on park Ave and they gave me several dozen stickers and like 3 tee shirts. Imagine what I could get from Twitter rn.

on halloween i tried to make a post of pics from our night, when i was happy, but tumblr wouldn’t let me, it glitched or something, now i’m feeling emotionally self-conscious and i don’t wanna post the pics now. but we had a great night.

Hey guys, just a reminder that it takes 12 weeks for vitamin D to build up in your system and for you to start feeling positive effects. So start taking them NOW to feel better by mid winter.

we bought a house. we started moving on the 9th, i also installed hardwood floors upstairs, along with drywall repair, and putting in tile in the upstairs bathrooms. it’s been a huge undertaking for us. we moved in officially on the 23rd, while i was still doing the work. so we got the kid’s room all setup, and we have our bed in the living room. there is an end in sight, so it’ll be ok.

i had to drive to austin yesterday to exchange a can of paint, and on the drive, i got really sad. our house in austin was tiny, not very nice, but we built a lot of social and physical connections in austin, even though we complained about it all the time. in the last few months, too, i made a few good friends, that i’m gonna miss a lot. i was also skating the skateparks a lot in atx, and now the parks near me aren’t too great, but it is what it is. i have to look forward. moving to a quieter smallish town, about an hour outside of austin will be good for the kid, we bought our first house, and we now have a lot of space for the kid and the dogs(we we’re literally tripping over each other every second in the old place). my adhd makes me great at starting new tasks and taking on all the projects but i also(see 10 years of previous posts) have a debilitating sentimental streak. so anyway. things are wild, i haven’t looked at social media barely at all in the last month. just working 12 hour days between my regular job and here at the house.

so that’s the news. pics coming at some point.

Everyone is ok. It’s hot as fuck in Texas, and we’re buying a house.

Last Saturday Ashley got COVID. We were doing our best to quarantine and take care of Ashley but by Monday Wilder had it. I thought I was maybe in the clear but Tuesday afternoon I tested positive. Now Ashley and the baby are feeling much better. It’s only my second full day and I’m on paxlovid. I can’t help but be overly emotional. Every night for the last 3 years I’ve sung a lullaby that I wrote along with you are my sunshine to her at bedtime. The last 2 nights I’ve cried while singing those songs. I love these people so goddamn much. We Beat On.

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haven’t posted a photobooth selfie in maybe a thousand years. just called outta work for today(very 2009 of me) because we think my wife has covid(so 2020). so we’re masking in the house, and im on baby duty again.

Goin through it. This helps.

Good birthday.

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When I decided to get sober 8 years ago it was spur of the moment, maybe ad hoc. I was in Maryland working on the circus(yes The Circus) and I went out with a bunch of coworkers and at the end of the night drinking I took home a full growler of very brown craft beer which I drank in my hotel by myself. Earlier in the night I was talking to this woman who had vampire teeth, later the bartender confided in me that that woman’s teeth were fake. They sure looked real to me.

When I woke up I knew I needed to make a change. I knew I had goals and I knew that the only way I was going to achieve my goals however, small or however grand in my head was to stop drinking. I had tried this before and it didn’t take for more than a few months. Why did I think this time would be different? Maybe it was because I was on the road with a group of strangers working a very strange job so I really had no one to hold me accountable besides myself. I think all along I knew I was strong enough to never drink again, but I knew that if the circumstances were right if I gave myself the right circumstances that I would drink again and I’ve got to be honest, it’s been really easy to stay sober.

Back then I didn’t really have a reason to get sober, besides the fact that I wanted to live a better life. But now I have multiple reasons. But I have more fear now too. I’m afraid that my time is too short. I’m afraid the ones I love will get sick. I’m afraid that I’m doing things wrong. Last night an acquaintance revealed to a bunch of us in a group chat that his daughter has leukemia. They went to the hospital because she has a tummy ache and they left with leukemia. Today, coincidentally or not i spent most of the day listening to 2010 to 2011 Christopher Hitchens interviews, distraught thinking about the fact that no man gets out unscathed, your time is always coming.

It’s silly though, trying to explain how lucky I am because no one has ever been luckier, , you couldn’t possibly understand what it’s like to be this lucky. And I did it all on my own and I did it for me. And I continue to do it for them. #8years #sobriety