Hello there, Fediverse!
I'm Phorm. I'm a vixen, and a chemist, and most importantly: I'm a genie. I spend a little too much time puttering about the internet, and a non-zero amount of time being shamelessly horny on main (Though admittedly a lot of it can be crypto-horny).
As I sometimes discuss sensitive topics, I'm a bit wary about followers. If you'd like to follow me, please note:
1.) Please be over 18 (I lean NSFW)
2.) Please send me a DM first, particularly if we have a previous connection
3.) Please note that I am BEYOND genie obsessed and if you follow me you will be getting a face full of GENIE.
Hello Mastodon. Hello Dragon.Style.
Some of you here know me, but most likely do not. I'm Phorm. I'm a rather mundane thing, work in chemistry, and spend too much time puttering about the internet. I'm not a dragon, but I think dragons are keen.
I fancy myself a genie. I am obsessed with genies. Like VERY obsessed with genies. I spend way too much time talking about genies. In fact, I'll likely be rambling about genie research in this space often.
Fascists have nakedly spread through my country, and no one stopped them.
Racists have nakedly spread through one of my favored fandoms, and no one cares.
A pathogen is spreading internationally, with a slow and unstoppable build, and no one cares.
My body continues to fall apart, causing me continual repeated pain, and no one can help, and few care.
I have no hope left. I will die alone and terrified, slowly, and in agony.
I would settle for a quick death at this point. The sooner, the better.
What a Fuckin' take, I hate humanity, Racism (--)
"Actually, my highly racist content is GOOD and VIRTUOUS, because it forces people to think about difficult topics. In fact, YOU are the racist for trying to criticize it."
Yes, this is a bad faith arugement being made, and yes, it pisses me off.
Fuck this species. I hope we all die. Soon.
One of last night's dreams involved being at work (I was actually at home, but I somehow *knew* it was work, and coworkers were there).
I was showing some PowerPoint slides to a coworker, when another coworker stopped into the room and said "What the heck is that?"
My computer was projecting Furry Porn. Extremely explicit, extremely kinky furry porn.
I tried to tab away from the window. But there was more Furry Porn. I desperately went to the next window. More Porn.
"I... I have no idea." I lied, as a picture of a `taur with a dripping vagina and a tremendous ass flashed up on the screen.
I tried to close the entire program forcibly, but more Furry Porn.
I was legitimately starting to panic, I knew my job was lost.
I scared myself awake with that one.
Fictional Media Observation, Oblique Pol, (~-)
Lately, every piece of media I watch where the big corrupt politician gets sunk via hidden camera, recording, or overheard confession of their dastardly evil plans feels so utterly fake.
Not because of the evil plans.
But because all they'd need to do in reality to preserve their political power - Even if they were caught on live video stabbing a puppy in the eye with an olive fork - is go "NUH UH! I DIDN'T DO THAT!" really loud, and everyone will believe them.
Work, Health, Anxiety (~-)
At least one person from my department has been asked to stay home and self-quarantine, as they've been to China recently. I just got some emails asking to cancel a meeting today, because a significant chunk of a certain group is out with the flu.
I'm currently sitting in a deparment-wide meeting where just around everyone is struggling not to cough, and it's visibly obvious. There are some just outright, repeated coughs and sniffles too.
Things are about to get really bad. I'm full tilt filled with anxiety right now.
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