mycelium planet

the basic stuff

mycelium planet is operated by, uh, someone. i don't really have a name right now.

you can use any of the classic three pronoun sets with me (he, she, they).
that's not my gender identity, i just find a sense of security in not telling you how i identify,
and it's fun to see what people think i am.
don't worry about misgendering me, i wouldn't set this rule if it would hurt me.
my only stipulation is that the pronouns you assign to me remain consistent,
my smooth brain won't be able to follow if you change them every other sentence.

"okay, but, who are you?"

i am... uh... okay, so, y'know how one of the characters in The Breakfast Club is a reserved outcast who wears baggy clothes and acts out for attention because she has a poor relationship with her parents?
yeah? okay, so imagine if she didn't act out and just kept it all contained inside her head and let it slowly build like an oxygen canister being pressurized. i'm that but mixed with Abed Nadir from Community in a way that isn't as offensive. love that show, love Abed, but c'mon, man.

my body is so busted that i feel nauseated, without exaggeration, literally always. medicine has not advanced to a stage that this can be stopped, making it a curse i will live with- based on the state of the world- until climate change or a nuke kills me in, say, 7 years?
i know that statement makes me sound like some pessimist (the kids call it a "doomer", right?) but i wouldn't have made it this far if i didn't believe in the potential for a brighter future.
just, y'know, hard to believe in it constantly.

some stuff i like

some stuff i don't like