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@thenameismylo
I built a writerdeck with ChromeOS. That's cool, right?
I Guess I'll Make it Rain Now
Hi. How are you? Good? You’re doing good? Cool… Cool… So… HOLY FUCKING SHIT, MY STUDENT LOANS WE’RE FUCKING FORGIVEN!!!!! EVERY FUCKING ONE!!!!! WUBBA DUBBA DUB DUB I’M FUCKING FREE! I’M FREE I DON’T EVER HAVE TO GET INTO STUDENT LOAN DEBT FOR THE REST OF MY FUCKING LIFE. FUCKING FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE!!!!!! Holy… Fucking… Shit…
The Pencil Sharpener
I have a work reunion thing coming up. I don’t really like reunions, particularly coworker ones. I don’t really see the point. If it’s a high school reunion, it’s remembering a shared misery with the people you grew up with. Sometimes it’s a pretty good way to see karma do its job. With work reunions, what’s the point? Yay, we did a thing for a rich guy? In this case the rich guy was some dude…
Even The Best Intentions...
Malen'kiy kot Boris
The first time I encountered my upstairs neighbors, I was stumbling home from blowing my unemployment check at the bar around the corner. Their eyes were ringed black with mascara. Their lips were made red and plump by lipstick, and whatever cosmetic potion that was popular in the early 2010s. Their angular cheeks were honed sharp by a blush brush. They were both were wearing something tight,…
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New domain name, new site, old attitude. The spiritual successor of RadioFreeNYC.org has finally arrived.
Alright People. We're Raising Stakes.
It’s no secret, that I really hate wordpress. I hate how to get around, the themes, all of the junk. So after an extensive search, I decided simplicity is the best way forward. I’m moving to substack. You can catch my further gripes, and adventures in grad school here at: https://thenameismylo.substack.com/ Hopefully I’ll have an easy time moving my domain name over.
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes
Turn and Face the Strange Ch-Ch-Changes Just Gonna Have to Be a Different Man Time May Change Me So… yeah. I got in. This is another moment, in a week of other big moments. I also had surgery this week. I don’t want to talk about why. Suffice it to say. my body will be changing. No, I’m cis-gender and I’m staying that way. I just decided to handle a physical ailment that’s been plaguing me…
Not Quite Back
I know it’s been a while. I haven’t abandoned this blog… yet. Eventually, maybe, but it’s not today. I’ve been working on my application to grad school. It’s taking an extraordinarily long time. I’m not sure if I’ll get in or not, I just want to give it my best possible shot. It doesn’t help that I’ve been slowed down from working on my application because I’ve been grieving. I lost my good…
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Oh Just Things
Been sick for the past couple of days, it kinda sucks because I lost time working on my grad school application… Yeah, it feels weird seeing that phrase in reference to myself. I don’t expect to get in. I dunno, I just don’t have the confidence to think I will. The people that get into this are good, and if I’m kind to myself I’d say I’m “ya know, alright. I’m okay. Yeah, I’m okay.” But it is…
Treat Yo Self
I hate to say it, and think it, because this country is pretty much a dumpster fire… filled with medical waste… and diapers filled with post-vindaloo and lager shits. But, with all things considered… I’m doing really good right now. (Just knocked on wood). An ongoing theme in my therapy is when things are doing well, I don’t know how to handle it. At any given moment, I really expect it all to…
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In a Different Timeline This Would Almost Be a Dream
I wrote this about a week ago, and then I forgot to publish it. I’m no longer in the shitty motel in New York State’s hinterlands, but back in my less shitty apartment in Brooklyn. I’m in a shitty motel in the middle of Syracuse, it’s snowing out. The place is a flop house, the sheets haven’t been changed. The TV is broke. My brain can’t sleep even after a megadose of melatonin. I often admired…
Handlin' It
So I did finally get my hands on my Vyvanse prescription. It’s been shocking, absolutely shocking on how effective it is. I don’t know how other ADHD people describe it. I don’t socialize, nor bond, especially with other crazies — but I think the best way to describe it is it tunes the static out. Like a radio that’s tuned into a station. The FM stereo light is blinking a lot, but I’m able to…
ADHD Noise Up, Writers Block On, Can't Win
So, I’m still waiting for the Vyvanse. CVS Caremark thinks it’s a pretty good idea to send medication 4th class. 4th class apparently means “Take your sweet time USPS, it’s not that important.” I’m not sure if it’s a psychological thing, or something I just happen to notice — but since I got diagnosed it’s like my ADHD’s volume got cranked up from it’s normal 6-7 to about 9 to 11. It’s been hard…
It's Coming!
My Vyvanse is on it’s way! And you know something I’ve rarely been more excited about a package ever in my life. Also, bonus, I just found out that I’m probably going to lose a few pounds from it too. So win-win-win. Hopefully.
I am The Ghost
So I’ve been living with my diagnosis for two weeks now. It’s been a thing. I’ve been handling it well, I think. I was telling my therapist that I feel like Bruce Willis at the end of the “Sixth Sense.” You know, when he ends up replaying the entire movie in his head, it turns out that he’s a ghost. That’s what it’s like. Every fuck up, every mistake, every time I spaced out in class, or flipped…