Vivian Herrmann
@vivvox55.bsky.social
Madwoman, and author of tales of horror. (She/They)
Shifts suck at the Hotel California.
November 25, 2025 at 8:02 AM
Shifts suck at the Hotel California.
I too stagger around half asleep with sharp objects. And I also grow more dangerous the more fairies I know. This card speaks to me.
November 25, 2025 at 7:53 AM
I too stagger around half asleep with sharp objects. And I also grow more dangerous the more fairies I know. This card speaks to me.
My friend Jamie didn't make it this year. We never met. It was solely a friendship through Discord. She liked musicals, and painting with watercolors. She had a terrible laugh, that rose in pitch at the end of each part. She was outrageously funny. She was wonderful.
November 20, 2025 at 7:39 PM
My friend Jamie didn't make it this year. We never met. It was solely a friendship through Discord. She liked musicals, and painting with watercolors. She had a terrible laugh, that rose in pitch at the end of each part. She was outrageously funny. She was wonderful.
This is confession, not a beg for dialogue, or a cloying move for compliments. I have blocked replies to prevent this. The ten people who follow me here, I apologize for dragging you into my drunken self flagellation. But someone must know. Anyone I suppose. And I am too lazy to shriek in the street
November 20, 2025 at 7:35 PM
This is confession, not a beg for dialogue, or a cloying move for compliments. I have blocked replies to prevent this. The ten people who follow me here, I apologize for dragging you into my drunken self flagellation. But someone must know. Anyone I suppose. And I am too lazy to shriek in the street
Today isn't about me. It is for the mourned not the mourners. But there my selfishness roils. I loathe my own survival. The callous joke that this bloated, selfish, useless parasite has outlived so many worthy people is proof in a cruel universe.
November 20, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Today isn't about me. It is for the mourned not the mourners. But there my selfishness roils. I loathe my own survival. The callous joke that this bloated, selfish, useless parasite has outlived so many worthy people is proof in a cruel universe.
It's the fading. The cruelty of it. It's vile enough that the dead are frozen before their time. Unable to grow, to change, to create. But, day by day, I find myself struggling to recall their features. The sound of their voices. It slips through my fingers like ash. Until there's nothing.
November 20, 2025 at 7:27 PM
It's the fading. The cruelty of it. It's vile enough that the dead are frozen before their time. Unable to grow, to change, to create. But, day by day, I find myself struggling to recall their features. The sound of their voices. It slips through my fingers like ash. Until there's nothing.
But, therein lies the selfishness of my own self loathing. I have been egregiously lucky. I have survived again and again while far more meaningful friends have succumbed. And on this day about remembering their humanity, I find myself increasingly unable to.
November 20, 2025 at 7:25 PM
But, therein lies the selfishness of my own self loathing. I have been egregiously lucky. I have survived again and again while far more meaningful friends have succumbed. And on this day about remembering their humanity, I find myself increasingly unable to.
I'm sick of it. Watching kind, beautiful people flayed and broken by their own families, their own communities, the politicians sworn to protect them. This unceasing machine that seeks to kill us, to destroy us so utterly that there is not even the pitiable gift of hope remaining.
November 20, 2025 at 7:14 PM
I'm sick of it. Watching kind, beautiful people flayed and broken by their own families, their own communities, the politicians sworn to protect them. This unceasing machine that seeks to kill us, to destroy us so utterly that there is not even the pitiable gift of hope remaining.
From the people who brought you Cats!
November 18, 2025 at 6:24 AM
From the people who brought you Cats!
Because there is no justice in the universe.
November 18, 2025 at 6:22 AM
Because there is no justice in the universe.
Ah. But consider this! As my decrepit form nears thirty, I will soon possess the power of two fifteen year olds! One to cyberstalk and one to procrastinate doing my homework!
November 17, 2025 at 10:26 PM
Ah. But consider this! As my decrepit form nears thirty, I will soon possess the power of two fifteen year olds! One to cyberstalk and one to procrastinate doing my homework!
www.worldwildlife.org/our-work/fre...
Here's some fun reading on the topic. In shorthand, it doesn't matter if something is recyclable. If you empty a supply faster than it can recycle, you are going to start running out.
Here's some fun reading on the topic. In shorthand, it doesn't matter if something is recyclable. If you empty a supply faster than it can recycle, you are going to start running out.
Water Scarcity
Water covers 70% of our planet, and it is easy to think that it will always be plentiful.
www.worldwildlife.org
November 16, 2025 at 2:46 AM
www.worldwildlife.org/our-work/fre...
Here's some fun reading on the topic. In shorthand, it doesn't matter if something is recyclable. If you empty a supply faster than it can recycle, you are going to start running out.
Here's some fun reading on the topic. In shorthand, it doesn't matter if something is recyclable. If you empty a supply faster than it can recycle, you are going to start running out.
Human made art is on track to use water in quantities equal to the entire human water consumption of Canada by 2027?
November 15, 2025 at 10:11 PM
Human made art is on track to use water in quantities equal to the entire human water consumption of Canada by 2027?
Did You Hear Something? (The Simpsons)
YouTube video by ThingsICantFindOtherwise
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November 15, 2025 at 8:02 PM
Fun Fact: Water scarcity is becoming increasingly dire. Right now Tehran is on the brink of having to be mass evacuated due to water shortages.
November 15, 2025 at 7:27 PM
Fun Fact: Water scarcity is becoming increasingly dire. Right now Tehran is on the brink of having to be mass evacuated due to water shortages.
Not sure why Ai Schlock is showing up on my feed, but here is a fun reminder for folks. The whole plagiarism engine aspect is bad enough, the waste of electricity is awful, but ai data centers are boiling away millions of gallons of water for this crap.
November 15, 2025 at 4:10 PM
Not sure why Ai Schlock is showing up on my feed, but here is a fun reminder for folks. The whole plagiarism engine aspect is bad enough, the waste of electricity is awful, but ai data centers are boiling away millions of gallons of water for this crap.
For a Bun on the run, is the work ever done?
November 15, 2025 at 3:49 PM
For a Bun on the run, is the work ever done?
I always thought it went
Trans
Then
2 Trans, 2 Furrious
Trans
Then
2 Trans, 2 Furrious
November 5, 2025 at 7:09 PM
I always thought it went
Trans
Then
2 Trans, 2 Furrious
Trans
Then
2 Trans, 2 Furrious
"Feck do you mean it's acting like an accordion?"
October 31, 2025 at 11:31 PM
"Feck do you mean it's acting like an accordion?"
I know it's very much not the focal point, but I adore the eyes! Beautiful colors, the predatory slit irises, almost ragged and feral. Bloody fantastic!
October 31, 2025 at 11:29 PM
I know it's very much not the focal point, but I adore the eyes! Beautiful colors, the predatory slit irises, almost ragged and feral. Bloody fantastic!
You think, I think so, but my neighbor is being whiny. So a reusable knife might be handy before he loses the other eye.
October 21, 2025 at 9:41 PM
You think, I think so, but my neighbor is being whiny. So a reusable knife might be handy before he loses the other eye.
Yeah. Disposal of all my knives is becoming a pain in the ass. They always cut up my garbage bags. I've started chucking them out the window.
October 21, 2025 at 6:01 PM
Yeah. Disposal of all my knives is becoming a pain in the ass. They always cut up my garbage bags. I've started chucking them out the window.