Srol @srol@mellified.men

Hi, my name is Patrick, but I usually go by Srol in internet communities. I'm a 30-something journalist living in NYC and I've been on the fediverse for about three years now.

I spend a lot of time yelling about the things I like: improv, science fiction and fantasy literature, Star Trek, musical theater, ramen, anime, furry shit, Undertale, goats, etc.

My day job is actually a night job, but I rarely talk about that on here. Look up my Twitter account if that interests you. (post 1 of 2)

The instance I'm on, mellified.men, was started by @wolfteeth as a small, closed-registration home for a few online friends. I'm told a mellified man is a mummy dipped in honey???????? There's only like 6 of us, so I reach far and wide to make friends on the Fediverse

I'm always open to having a chat on here, although I might be reluctant to follow back if you haven't made many posts or don't have a lot of info in your profile.

Anyway, hi, hello, how are you?

I'm glad the SWAT*KATS aren't around to see what a mess the world is in.

I'm always torn when I see someone posting or chatting in Discord because they are having trouble sleeping.

I want my friends to thrive, but also it's nice to have people to talk to.

Never watch Bill Wurtz videos with a Mastodon tab open.

- Removed noses. They're supposed to be premium DLC but thanks to a bug everyone has them at launch.

Top five ways to say it's raining:

5. It's really coming down
4. It's raining
3. The heavens have opened
2. Hell's opened and demons are attacking heaven but God turned them into water and now their corpses are falling on us
1. The stars are peeing

cw: profane soda

If sketch comedy is something you're interested in, the Magnet Theater is offering a pay-what-you-can virtual class on Introduction to Sketch taught by Lanee' Sanders.

I've taken so many classes at Magnet, it's such a great, welcoming community. If you're even a little interested in comedy, I recommend you try this https://magnettheater.com/class/virtual-classes/10314/

Me: *thinks about why I've done anything I've ever done*

Me: Wow, what an asshole.

It got sent to the post office, which is great since there's exactly two hours of any given day when both I am awake and the post office is open.

.... they won't give me my trumpet?

I've marked every second that has past since making this toot and it's been excruciating.

I'VE GOT ANTS

I blinked and my shift was half over. How can I bottle this feeling, this never happens!

This crisis is seriously challenging my earnest desire to never see the inside of another person's home for any reason.

My wish for you all: themes

At some point, I think I need to come to terms with the fact that I'm just not good enough to beat Slay the Spire and move on to other games

Getting cozy as I mourn the end of the weekend

You know, I played Final Fantasy XV to completion and I don't remember anything other than when Kenny Crow puts Noctis in a headlock and forces a bottle of water in his mouth https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XS1kFNg_5W8