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Sorry in advance for my crummy formatting, I'm not great with making things look nice in reddit.
I really need some help here, these tomatoes are causing me a TON of anxiety.
They looked flawless/fantastic for the first 6-8 weeks, literally every single seedling sprouted and grew beautifully. Then a few weeks ago I started noticing that my lower leaves were yellowing, the bottoms of the leaves were purple, as was like the first inch or so of stem. Some of the leaves are starting to yellow around the edges as well while some of the lower sets of leaves are entirely yellow.
Now even the new growth at the top of the plant is turning purple on the bottom and I'm not sure what to do.
The cotelydons on my squash plants are yellowing as well if that tells you anything helpful?
I've been googling around trying to figure out what to do but all these garden blogs aren't super helpful if you don't have the experience to rule out to much of this, to little of that, etc etc.
The purple suggests soil temp issues or nutrient deficiency from what I've been reading. But I've been checking the soil temp and its around 70F when the lights are on. I've been fertilizing at half strength once a week with fish emulsion and seaweed. Do I need to fertilize more?
Over watering is a frequent suggestion but I really don't think that's my issue here. I don't water until the pots weigh practically nothing (3"-4" peat pots) which comes out to roughly every other day due to moisture leeching into the pot walls and evaporating into the air.
I use a basic big box store potting mix that has peat, perlite, vermiculite and some compost mixed in.
My sad babies: https://imgur.com/a/XcwYpvq
Seriously, any help at all is appreciated, this is keeping me up at night.

Our landlords kept our entire security deposit for repainting the home we rented for 4 years. They said we damaged the property by mounting our television and hanging curtain rods. Our move out “walk through” was the morning we turned in our keys and the new tenants were taking possession of the home that afternoon. Therefore, we were not given the chance to repair the damages ourselves. I filled a case in small claims court because the bill sent to us by the landlord didn’t have an itemized breakdown of the cost for fixing the holes in the sheetrock. The invoice total was over $3,000 but the landlord said we only had to pay $1,450 of that (the entire amount of our security deposit).
We were good tenants and took care of the home as if it were our own and we were never a minute late with the rent in four years.
From the beginning of our residency in the rental, there were major electrical problems. We frequently went days (up to 9 in a row) without hot water. Our HVAC system went out too many times to count. The last month we lived there, we had no power for an entire week with temperatures hovering at around 90 degrees. Our landlords “generously” offered us $350 to find alternative lodging (for 3 people and 2 dogs) while the base of our electrical meter (which had maybe been updated once - decades ago - since the house had been built in 1955 and was the source of all of the electrical problems in the house) being repaired and county permits were secured to turn the electricity back on in the house. In fact, I had to communicate with the landlord’s electrician and the county permit office, repeatedly, because the landlord disengaged himself from the entire week long process of rectifying the situation in his rental house while his paying tenants (of 4 years) had absolutely no electricity.
I have text and email proof of the majority of this ongoing and blatant disregard of the law regarding the warranty of habitability by the landlord.
I filed my claim and then the landlord (who also happens to be a LAWYER) filed a counterclaim suing us for $3,140 plus attorney and court fees “due to Plaintiff’s stubborn litigiousness”.
I don’t understand the legalese of the counterclaim and now I’m super anxious that I’ve started a battle I can’t win.
I did email the company the landlord used to paint the house (once the new tenants had already moved in) and asked what they charged to repair the walls before they paint. The company said that they don’t charge anything for that and it’s considered part of the paint prepping.
Would a judge in a small claims court take into account all of the times we didn’t have hot water, heat, air, or any electricity at all when considering whether or not the landlord should refund my full security deposit or have I screwed myself?

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Not a long story, we haven’t been dating very long, since around early February. Sometimes he has a lot to drink and just starts saying things like he doesn’t care about anything, accuses me of talking to other people, etc. I know he’s insecure, we talked about it for a long time before we even decided to start dating, but a few nights ago he kinda lost it - punched a wall and was yelling at me and so I left (I had been staying w him for about a week, just honeymoon phase things I guess and it may have had something to do with it) Normally I handle the other comments by just leaving and letting him cool off, but that night I think it really pissed him off. I’m not an emotional/argumentative person and sometimes I’ll crack a joke and make it worse so 9/10 it’s best for me to just leave.
I don’t want him to feel anxious about it, I really like him; other than those times he’s very thoughtful and goofy and I love being around him. he’s confessed that lately he feels dull; I try to make him laugh, send him funny things whenever I can, or really anything that might spark his interest so he can get back to how he normally is. I’m just looking for something to make him feel better but nothing seems to be working. Do you guys have any tips on how to deal w this?

Hey lovebirds!
I, (25 M), has gotten a crush on my friend, (24 F). I'm going to make a long story short for all you lurkers out there.
I have a friend who I recently started hanging out with. In the beginning I didn't think of her as anything else but a friend, but as time went by I eventually developed feelings for her.
Basically the both of us comes from the same small village and we even went to the same school from the age of 6 to 12. As soon as junior high creeped around the corner we went to different schools and I never really saw her again. It wasn't like we were hanging out during these years or anything, but I remember finding her cute and I might have had a small crush on her back then.
Two years ago I see her at a party and we catch up, shared a few cigarettes and couple of laughs. I later find out we have a friend in common who I went to school with in junior high, eventually me and my friends had met her many times at different parties. It didn't take far too long before we sort of "adopted" her in to our little crew and she'd drive 40 non-US miles to stay a weekend with us.
Here's something not everybody might agree on, but I'm not looking to start a discussion so please keep politics and other similar topics out of this thread.
Me and my friends do drugs every now and then, mostly cannabis but every once in a while we go raving until the sun has risen a couple of times.
It turns out this girl shares our interest in the drug culture so we end up tripping together, smoking and she quickly became one of us. This only made me more interested in her as I've always wanted a partner to sit at home with, share a joint before you cuddle down in front of the television.
A couple of weeks ago I visited my parents and she still lives around the same area where we grew up, so I hit her up together with another friend she knows and paid her a visit. During this weekend is when I realized I had fallen for her, she had my favourite band's album on the wall, multiple paintings of the band and so on. I had no idea about this so we stayed up listening to their music and smoked. Later on as we sat in the couch and she sat down so close to me that I was afraid to turn my head towards her in case my lips would accidentally smooch her. It was so nice and I really cherished that moment. She later said, "I really appreciate you." We both are going through a depression so we've spent a lot of time talking about that whilst smoking our nightly-cigarettes.
In the morning she changed her clothes as me and my friend were awake, as he went to the bathroom she stood in her room in nothing but her panties looking for clothes with the door wide open. I tried not to peek, but c'mon, I'm only human... Then she turned around with her back towards me right by the door that's facing me and looked in the mirror, remember, nothing but panties. Almost like she tried to show herself off to me. My friend later entered the room and she disappeared in to her room and came out fully clothed a couple of minutes later.
She's visiting us in a couple of weeks, how do you think I should I approach this? Her ex is also a friend of the group which makes things a little bit more awkward, he's not one of the closest in the group but he sometimes tags along. They're still friends if that matters. I can't stop thinking about her and I really hope I don't screw this up, I really like this girl. She's not the type you formally ask to go on a date in a tuxedo, she's more low-key and I think she'd like more of a smooth advance. Not to say that I shouldn't be honest with her about what I'm feeling.
Any advice is welcome, thank you in advance! =)

Ok so this isn’t a recent story and occurred during the pandemic. A few things to note. My next door neighbor is the wealthiest person in the neighborhood as far as we know. Before the pandemic he was a reasonable guy and i never had a problem with save 1 party that got a little out of control. But for context I will start this story before that day.
This neighbor who we will call jack lives in the house next door to mine with his long term girlfriend, let’s call her Stacy, she’s a gem of a person. Since before my FIL gave his house to my wife he would hold crazy parties at his house. These parties would happen every weekend He invited us to one when we moved in and we went to be polite but it wasn’t our thing so we politely declined. He was still a reasonable guy and would say “come on we’ll have a blast. But the wife and I would use our kids as an excuse and politely decline. He converted the first floor of his house into a night club complete with indoor swimming pool.
One party will alway stick out to me as the day we saw a tow truck remove a car from a brick wall. The driver was ok but the party it’s self had was massive. It looked like he invited the entire town. The next day he asked me if I would help him move a couch. The couch was thrown into the pool. I helped and we had a laugh about it. As I said even with some of the wildest parties not a bad guy. He at one point helped me clear out some trees that fell in the woods behind our houses. It was the pandemic that caused him to go off the deep end.
My town was spared the worst of the pandemic. The schools shut down before the orders from the state. Many businesses did the same. Jack however did not stop his partying. His parties were shut down several times until one day it looked like the entire police force showed up. They arrested everyone. They were all let go but the parties were over and the good fun loving guy was gone. He organized a protest with his friends and got a bunch of others who hated masks and went to the town hall. It was closed and they tried the country office. For some unknown reason they went after a supermarket and harassed the workers. I think it was on Facebook and YouTube, but I may be confusing it with other such protests. Why these people chose to harass grocery stores is beyond me. Well he ended up getting arrested again.
We were still on speaking terms at this point. That would change when he an a buddy of his decided to race their over priced cars through town. We got into a heated argument about it. And he took offense when I pointed out that the only reason he isn’t in jail is that he’s rich. Not my proudest moment.
More recent events include calling the police on anyone that is having work done on their house. Calling the police when anyone parks on the street. Sending lawyers to town hall to disrupt the meetings. And most recently parking 10 junk cars on the street with flat tires, wrapping a chain around a piece of construction equipment and putting up a very vulgar sign.
Oh and his girlfriend usually comes over to apologize for his actions. I am surprised that she hasn’t broken up with him. She is the one to apologize for his actions and will offer to pay for any damages. They are still together from what I know but I haven’t seen her in a few weeks.
My neighbor is the pinnacle of the entitled rich a-hole in my opinion.

I (30+F) have been interested in microdosing and psylocibe mushrooms as medicine since I’ve read about its amazing effects on depression, anxiety, and in particular, alcohol dependence, all I’m having issues with. I’ve been having hardships with AUD since I had my first beer ever and after all these years I’m now determined to put an end to this family curse. MDing helped but not to the extent i’d hoped.
After some troublesome events in my life (also alcohol related, in the family) I had to take some off days from work and decided this was the chance to try and ask for some higher guidance, even though I was sure anyone would advised against it in the way i was.
As a complete beginner in tripping or any psychedelics at all, but not a complete beginner in meditation, I’ve educated myself on hundreds of tripreports and scientific articles. I kind of had an idea of the tools and mindset I needed, and after appx 35 hours of fasting (accidental, due to above mentioned unforseeable events), slowly chewed that handful of truffles, and washed them down with lemon water at around 10pm. No problem, they were like kinda off walnuts to me.
I sat down to play some Hogwarts Legacy but soon felt lightheaded and at loss of my physical capabilities. I began feeling very weak, I just assumed it had to do with my not eating for almost 2 days. I turned my PC off and said goodnight to my BF just before 11pm. I laid down in my room (yeah we have separate rooms but that’s how it works for us bc of mismatching circadian rythms and sleep issues on my side) and put on some binaural relax beats with „forest creek” sounds.
Tried to meditate for what felt like hours, but didn’t feel a thing. Put down my headphones and gathered my weighted blanket and other comfort-stuff and cuddled in, lights still on, and started to fiddle with my phone. 11.40pm.
A few minutes might have passed until I realized I have insane nausea and can’t really see what I’m reading, so put the phone down and tried to comfort myself with things like „i have felt worse and I’m OK now” or „bad things have happened to me and I’m still here now” or „I’m here for guidance and wherever it may lead I must let it come, accept it and learn my lesson”. With these thoughts, I slowly began dissociating, like the stuff in my room was unrecognizable, foreign, distant, and just overall, not „there” in a certain sense. And I began losing sense of my body as well, felt as if I was just a brain without a body, then just a mind without a brain, then just a single hair of thought without even a mind.
Some mild hallucinations came up, like when drifting in and out of dreams, with every few seconds I closed my eyes i experienced dozens of lives, emotions, situations, states and beings, all with beautiful imagery and etheric music, but nothing I could describe in detail. Felt a thought coming up, ’this is just playing around’. And it was, me learning that I can drift in, and I can drift out to anchor into ’reality’ if I wished, but it’s not what I came here for. I came for guidance.
By this time, I totally lost contact with my body and some troubling imagery came up as well.
This felt really scary, I’m sure I’ve had moments (probably only seconds) when I was crying and wailing silently for help and said I’d accept anything, I just want some help, and if I have to die so be it, they would know I tried so hard to cope with everything.
I realized what I’d read in many reports, that you really have to let the guidance come, come what may. So I decided to let it come.
I felt very small. Very useless. Frail and insignificant. A shadow came above me, a shadow of a vengeful Bison God, wanting to gobble me up.
I cried and woke. I was very afraid but couldn’t help not drifting back.
I was weak, a newborn calf, I saw the sky above, smelled the grass beneath myself, smelled milk i couldn’t have, and had an overlooming feeling of being small and feeble, and knew I was about to die. And I let it come.
I cried really badly then, and woke again for a few seconds. It was midnight on the dot. Felt like whole lifetimes had passed. But I thougt I’d died already and yet I was there again, so let’s see where we go next. Turned the bedside lights off and turned on my back from the baby pose I’ve been huddled up in. Darkness immediately made everything go deeper and I felt some kind of power beginning to surge.
I was a huge bison. My muscles bulging. I knew that I had to die so that someone else can have my muscles to grow large and strong on. And although dying still felt scary, there was a certain calm, natural acceptance to it.
Then the power really began to surge, I felt like I was running on all fours with a certain speed only panic and fear can induce, I felt my muscle fibers contract and that I had to run as fast as I could, if I had to die anyway, I might even fight to live for another day. Then felt pain in my neck.
The animal I was on all fours now, had a huge chest, strong thighs, bulky traps, claws, and I ran as fast as I could, with all my muscle and nerve fibers engaged, I ran in a way only need can induce, that I had to kill if I don’t want to die anytime soon.
Then something very strange happened. Those strong muscles I’d been feeding transformed to feel more human. I was, or in the same way, was not, a Native American shapeshifting shaman who seemed to have no gender nor age, and they were the one who came to help me and showed me the trials of the Grass, the Calf, the Bison, the Deer and the Cougar.
They told me that being nurtured by grass, bison and deer, I must be strong enough now.
And I was, I felt glowing and growing.
Growing into something dark and threatening I tried to validate. I tried rationalizing that this kind of power can be harnessed too, and that it wasn’t that bad, but inside I knew it was a lie. I tensed and was throwing myself left and right on my bed and I wanted to scream and shout and roar.
All of a sudden, when my muscles just wanted to rip, I saw the whole thing from the outside, and the Shaman, the Cougar, the Deer and the Bison came forth, then my BF, and my cat, even my therapist. And the demon that was so strong it could’ve killed me, was nothing but a mere glass bottle now.
And I screamed at it, „you said you would help but I don’t need you know! I don’t need you anymore! You could make small (me) believe that I did, but I have help now, I am strong now, I’ve got the Bison and the Deer nurturing me, and I do not need you anymore, get out of my life, get out of me!”
I remember mouthing this, I am just hoping that I wasn’t really shouting.
I don’t know how long I screamed and yelled, but after a while I grew very very tired and spent.
I slowly gained control of my limbs and began noticing my breath, my sore muscles, my bed and the cool rough linen sheets on my skin.
I said thanks to the Shaman, the guiding animals and spirits, and of course the mushrooms for helping and teaching me today, and laid idle for a few minutes (not sure about that tho) wondering whether I had anything else to do there.
When I came to, I still was dizzy and shaky, but I got up as soon as I could, to write the first draft of my report in my journal. Took a leak, almost freaked out by my huge pupils in the mirror, then ate the juiciest, tartest, tastiest apple of my life and journaled. Almost fainted into sleep at some minutes short 4am.
Since then, I had the luck to talk this experience over with my amazing therapist, who was really open-minded and understanding, not to mention knowledgable on the topic.
I understood that I am loved; linked with all the grass, deer, bison and everything, that I have helpers, and that I am never again giving so much power to something so deceptive as alcohol. I now have tools to help relax, I have people and spirits around me to guide me, I have people around me who love me and deserve that I learn to love them and myself just as dear.
Even though this wasn’t SUCH a big dose, the trip was very intense, lively and vivid. I am happy I had a clear intention to begin with and immensely grateful to have received such a clear guidance.
I am happy.
TL;DR: title
note 1: in the recent months, I have gravitated towards a ketovore diet, consisting mainly of organic grass-fed beef and sustainably hunted wild deer (friends as reliable sources, as my luck would have it) so I even felt kind of silly that I got this trip. Still, this way of eating has helped tremendously with my gut and autoimmune issues so it might have something to it, I’m feeling notably better.
note2: few days prior to this trip I’d watched a trailer of a new animated movie relating to Native American mythology which felt very intense. Might be related as well.
2 weeks later
I’ve had an integration session with my therapist about this experience. The Calf, the death of the Calf, I just didn’t, couldn’t understand; no matter how much I meditated on it, I just felt that its death was in vain. During that guided meditation my therapist led me in, I revisited that feeling. All those spirits came up to me and I asked them why they came in the first place; I knew I kind of understood them all but the calf. And then the calf showed me all that frail feeling, how does it feel when you’re waning out of life, and how the whole herd stepped above them, how crows and coyotes and bugs and snails came to integrate that small body that once me, the calf was. I realized that the death of the calf was part of the cycle as well, but on a different level.
I now know that weakness and feebleness has a place in the whole picture. I am just unable to accept my smallness yet. My feelings of being meek, small, weak, left, inapt. And it hurts a lot. And this is my weakest point.
wrap-up
it’s been 20 days since, and I’ve had 15 dry days. A score that hasn’t happened in years. I’m grateful. But yearning to learn. Looking forward to my next experience, even though I am not ’called’ by another trip rn.
This was an extremely interesting trip. I've had very clear intentions and I felt confident with letting it come. All as a story, a very vivid dream, almost like written and directed, as much so it even feels unreal, or silly. I often have very interesting and dramatically „written” dreams but this was something else. I see it as a very suprising and uncommon element, that I felt everything in my muscles. EVERYTHING in my physical, mortal, biological dirtbag of a body.
Shrooms are medicine. to be respected. And a powerful ally. I am grateful for all I have around me.

Hello! So, as it is almost time for my annual The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings binge, I've decided to dig up some of my older Middle-Earth plots and create a few new ones, too! Romance, adventure, action and more awaits us. As one does not simply walk into a roleplay without being a detailed, literate writer, I ask that you must be able to contribute to the story and not just react to what happened in the previous post.
ÉOWYN
After the War's been won, Gimli - along with a guard of twenty Gondorian Riders - returns to Edoras as an escort to Lady Eowyn and her brother, the newly-crowned King Eomer, for Faramir son of Denethor perished due to his wounds. Sending the men back to Minas Tirith, Gimli Son of Gloín bids his friends goodbye and prepares for the march back to Erebor, for word has come: King Daín has fallen in battle against Sauron's forces and, as the detached cousin of Balin, his presence would help the coronation proceedings go smoothly. When Eowyn presents him with an impossible-to-refuse offer, he's torn between his heart and homeland. The offer? To join her in a journey around Middle-Earth as she mourns the loss of the man she was supposed to be betrothed to while pinpointing Sauron's remaining holdouts in the darkest caverns and deepest places where even the Son of Gloín would thing twice to step. (OCs in a similar situation are possible, or we can do someone else instead of Gimli.)
ARWEN
The Evenstar is at her wits' end. Not only does her father refuse to let her stay in Middle-Earth and Lord Aragorn has decided to distance himself from her. Imagine her surprise when, during a diplomatic mission to Erebor, Dale or Lothlorien, she's forced into a diplomacy and politically-fueled 'arranged marriage' of sorts with a noble Dwarf or Orcish chieftain. Perhaps he truly loves her? (This works with Éowyn or Galadriel, too!)
GALADRIEL
The fairest creature in Middle-Earth, standing tall and graceful, her eyes shining with ancient, endless wisdom: Galadriel is beautiful, intelligent and graceful, so why would she remain between mortals while the Grey Havens beckon to her? That's for us to decide! Lórien is almost empty, Mithrandir and your husband have left, yet you decided to stay. Why? Perhaps you have fallen for a human or such? Maybe you yearn to rear a child? Who knows!
MOTHER-SON
Eowyn lost everything. Her uncle, Theoden. Her cousin, Theodred. The love of her life, Faramir, after he died of the wounds he acquired at the Battle of Osgiliath. Returning to the Rohirric capital of Edoras, the Golden Hall of Meduseld felt empty without her cousin and her uncle. She couldn't take it anymore. Spending almost all her time in her room, curled up in bed, having not washed for months or seen sunlight in weeks, a ray of light enters her life. A half-dead boy - Human, Dwarf, Elf, even Orc - is found by a party of Riders tracking down rumours of an Orc Horde running rampant near Isengard. Eomer, seeing his sister's need for love, decides he knows the perfect foster mother for the boy...
After the War of the Ring, Arwen Undomiel, Evenstar of the Elves, is left in Middle-Earth as her father and family sails to the Grey Havens. Her husband's health failed before she bore children, leaving her as the motherless Queen Regent of a throne governed by a gentle prince, but not one of her own blood. Left seemingly without purpose, Arwen dwells the halls of Minas Tirith until, one day, a patrol brings back the child of a slain soldier who had one last wish: to have his son meet the Evenstar. However, she instantly takes a liking to him and, before long, takes him as her own son.
Something with the Lady Galadriel is also possible!
So, those are my plots! Alternatively, we could create our own story, preferably set between The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings or just after Sauron's final defeat! Perhaps a plot similar to ÉOWYN, with our characters taking on goblin strongholds? Maybe they're social outcasts who happen to meet by chance? Or a few soldiers defending Osgiliath? All I know is that I'd love some romance!

“Alright, shitheads, before we drop, we’re running our way through the plan: our first step entails high tailing it to the center of the building; by my count that means we’re going to have to crack two separate high security gates to enter. The second step will be the simplest—get into the Supervisor’s office; two guards will be outside door, with another pair of patrols in the hallway at all times. We gas the joint, put ‘em out, then use their fingerprints to crack into the office. Finally, we’ll nab the plutonium and jet towards the windows. And remember: above all else, we keep it quiet, I don’t want to have to kill anyone tonight,” I explained.
“Sounds good, boss,” Krieg said, sarcastically.
“One more thing: while we’re inside, I’m in charge. I won’t repeat myself; if I have to say something twice, the second time I’ll say it through a barrel. We clear?”
Whitney rolled her eyes.
“Crystal,” Krieg snarled.
Rain hammered the plascrete, as storm clouds rolled in above Satellite Valley. Every inch of space not consumed by buildings, or the road had been converted into solar panel storage. Thousands of new cameras had been installed throughout the district a month ago, after a heist turned into arson and threatened the entire of the district. The skyway was surveyed by a veritable net of bulky, square combat drones, each of which possessing full access to the security network. I hated working in Satellite Valley.
Locust’s corporate tower was a mighty sentinel of automated aggression, eagerly overlooking the city, waiting to its payload of robotic death upon whoever was foolish enough to be made an example out of. The obsidian spire was framed with lines of streaming neon lights. An immense sign read, ‘Locust Munitions and Automotive,’ perched atop the building like a ridiculous square hat. I glanced to the security monitors atop the enviro-dome: no threat level increase. That in itself was a damned miracle; anytime a vehicle entered from outside the district, the threat prediction algorithm would do a routine threat level increase. Marcel and Maggy must have figured out a way around it, but how?
Finally, we reached the parking garage. The doors opened, but Marcel and Maggy never said a word. I left a credstick on my seat, nothing much, only a couple thousand; it was the least I could do—they’d seen me through so many hard times.
The garage was quiet. I compressed the button on a localized jammer as we all stepped out. The cameras sputtered for a moment before continuing their rotations. Marcel had dropped us at the bottom of the garage, a block away from the maintenance entrance. Krieg and Carol fell into formation, flanking me on either side; Whitney followed a few feet back, with Ursa and Monitor taking up the rear. With a thought my HALO readied my guns. I selected non-lethal rounds, watched the drums spin and clicked on my norepinephrine regulator. This was it; chances like this came along once in a career. This much plutonium would be enough to fund a retirement—if I ever decided to retire.
“Alright, team, load up non-lethal rounds, keep it quiet and stay in formation; on my mark!” I said, drawing both guns.
Whitney’s cufflinks cast sparks to the ground; tasers. Figures, she’d never had a stomach for murder, not outside of the man in her basement who she apparently intended to torture to death. I suppose the world had changed both of us. I could see it in the way she moved: she was leagues above were she’d been before we’d all went our separate ways. She was a professional now.
We wove through the shadows, careful to avoid stepping out of line. The cameras wouldn’t give us away, everything organic in a ten foot radius of the jammer would be masked, refracted like it was never there. Unfortunately, even with the best gadgets the risk of human intervention was still present. I slipped on my rebreather as we crested the garage’s slope. A small door situated between two separate webs of piping and wires sat across the room. The maintenance entrance. I flashed a fabricated security pass and the door slid open.
I emerged into a narrow corridor, the walls lined with hissing pipes and loose valves. We shifted into single file. Humidity drenched the room, accruing on the walls like hackers on an open HALO channel. The heat was nearly unbearable. I couldn’t help but think of how vulnerable we were. I let out a short, crisp whistle and started hustling forward in a quiet jog. All we could do was move fast and hope none of the staff had to leave mid-shift. Finally, we reached our destination: an automated door that chirped a synthetic sounding, “Good morning!” as I flashed the fake security pass.
Immense glass frames were laced throughout the metallic black hallway. The scent of industrial cleaner hung in the air, and the walls were decorated with surrealist art depicting melting faces, distorted objects and psychedelic landscapes. The group slid to a halt as something robotic whirred into the distance.
Carol’s eyes flashed to me, begging for permission.
Unsure, I slowly nodded back. Her cyber-shell tensed up, assuming a crouched position with her head covered by her arms. Her eyes were empty. I’d never seen anything like it; what the hell was she up to?
I waited with bated breath as the whirring slowly drew closer. I pointed my SMGs, but Krieg glanced at me, shaking his head. Finally, a security droid rounded the corner, taking point beside Carol. Whitney rolled her eyes.
The stairs were impossibly wide, apparently designed as the workers primary avenue of transportation, despite the intricate elevator system present; Locust reserved luxuries like elevators, breaks and days off for the higher ups. We clung to the shadows as we ascended the stairwell.
“Hey, what the hell are you doing here?” a guard called out, rapidly levelling a hand cannon towards the group.
Krieg’s finger reconfigured itself, firing a pair of darts into the guard’s neck. He hit the ground almost instantly.
“Poor bastard should have just pretended like he never saw anything and went about his—” Ursa started, before a rocket pierced his chest, detonating from within.
A hail of gore rained down upon the crew. We were helpless; there was no cover, no tactical advantage to be found. I clicked the guns over to lethal, enabling explosive rounds. Whitney dove forward. The shooter launched another missile, landing square in Krieg’s chest. Despite the obvious damage, the cyborg endured, his arms reshaping into miniguns as he bellowed a war cry.
And just like that, the run went loud.
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A little context, I'm Pos 3 PB my friend is Pos 4 Sky. 2k game. The lane was lost maybe 6 mins in so I tried my best to play safe and farm but eventually the Void and Lion just shoved me out and I'm chain dying top. I leave to find room to farm play with team but it's hard.
Maybe 15mins in and can't find a place to play. I have no real useful items to keep me safe anywhere yet and the off lane is being pressured by Void Lion, mid by their mid and ours, and two not showing. Spectre is farming great in a warded jungle and pushes the lane on. My Pos 5 is bot and my Sky is stacking the tri. I took some stacks in the Tri and my Sky was extremely upset that I wasn't making space.
I was a little annoyed in turn since there was no safe place to play. She then told me it's not my job to take Tri stacks and that I should be dying on the map somewhere ("chain feeding") to keep our carry safe.
I was a little annoyed as I don't really feel like feeding the void or lion for finger stacks was really the play especially while my supports arent helping. Is she right? Was there something else I should have done here?

I’m starting to think I have problem. Not just owning too many, but I genuinely struggle deciding which one I want to play with my band. The struggle is real :-D I have 7 basses currently. To begin with I’d buy another instrument for what I felt were practical reasons. My main bass was J, but after years of playing it, I was suffering with my back, so I got a Mustang. As a band, we have a little demo studio of our own. So I leave my J bass there for my songwriting partner when he’s working on ideas. I have my own little studio setup at home in a cabin in the garden, so my mustang would live there. But then I wanted something to play/practice on in the house so I could leave my mustang hanging on the wall in my little home studio. Then I wanted to have a different vintage sounding bass for a certain project, with flat wounds on - and so on and so forth until now I’ve got 7. I play them all, some not as often others, but I play them. One was gifted to me. I love them all, they’ve all got their own sound and characteristics. But now I can’t decide which bass I want to use live with my band, whereas before, I just had my main and my backup. Should I thin down my collection? Am I unusual? Or is having multiple instruments common? They’re all different models. I’m not in debt, I’m not spending money I don’t have as disposable income.

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>**What will you be doing with this PC? Be as specific as possible, and include specific games or programs you will be using.**
* I will be using the pc for gaming and video editing on premiere, using adobe after effects, and video streaming. I play games like Elden Ring, Sims 4, Last of Us, Dead by Daylight, GTA V.
>**What is your maximum budget before rebates/shipping/taxes?**
* $1900
>**When do you plan on building/buying the PC? Note: beyond a week or two from today means any build you receive will be out of date when you want to buy.**
* Within the week, asap
>**What, exactly, do you need included in the budget? (ToweOS/monitokeyboard/mouse/etc\)**
* Tower, OS, Monitor
>**Which country (and state/province) will you be purchasing the parts in? If you're in US, do you have access to a Microcenter location?**
* USA, I have access to Microcenter
>**If reusing any parts (including monitor(s)/keyboard/mouse/etc), what parts will you be reusing? Brands and models are appreciated.**
* Not reusing any parts
>**Will you be overclocking? If yes, are you interested in overclocking right away, or down the line? CPU and/or GPU?**
* I don’t plan on overclocking
>**Are there any specific features or items you want/need in the build? (ex: SSD, large amount of storage or a RAID setup, CUDA or OpenCL support, etc)**
* I need a large amount of storage for video files, digital media files, and for games. I also need it to be able to handle rendering bigger projects without sacrificing too much power.
>**Do you have any specific case preferences (Size like ITX/microATX/mid-towefull-tower, styles, colors, window or not, LED lighting, etc), or a particular color theme preference for the components?**
* I’m not sure what size I need, my desk doesn’t have the most room so I can’t have anything too massive or bulky, but I don’t need anything tiny. I definitely want LED lights and I prefer white, but it’s not a must.
>**Do you need a copy of Windows included in the budget? If you do need one included, do you have a preference?**
* Windows 11
>**Extra info or particulars:**
This is my first PC build and I have been overwhelmed by the options and honestly confused by a lot of it so I would appreciate any help. I would also prefer to get most of my parts from the same place, but if that’s not an option I understand. Thanks :)

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Get ready to add another superhero movie to your queue! Four years after Shazam hit theaters, it’s finally getting a sequel with John Wick: Chapter 4.
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The DC movie follows Billy Batson (Zachary Levi) and his foster siblings as they turn into superheroes upon saying the word, “Shazam!” In the 130-minute film, the group must stop the Daughters of Atlas from using a weapon that could destroy the world.
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So where can you watch John Wick: Chapter 4? Is it on HBO Max? What about Netflix? Here’s everything we know about the upcoming movie:
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John Wick: Chapter 4 was set to be released in theaters on march.
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Will John Wick: Chapter 4 Coming to Movie Theaters?
Yes, John Wick: Chapter 4 will be released exclusively in theaters on March 24, 2023. Originally, the movie was expected to be released on April 1, 2021, but was then pushed to November 4, 2021, and again to March 17, 2023, with these delays ultimately being caused by the COVID-19 pandemic. Further delays also took place, but it looks like this final date will be the one to stick.
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As of now, the only place to watch John Wick: Chapter 4 is to go to a movie theater when it drops on Friday, March 17. You can find a local showing on Fandango.
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Other than that, you will have to wait for it to become available to rent or purchase on digital platforms like Prime Video, Apple, and Vudu or stream on HBO Max. Read on for more information.
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Will John Wick: Chapter 4 Available for Streaming Online?
Right now, there are currently no confirmed plans for streaming John Wick: Chapter 4. As more cinemas open up and theater attendance continues to rise post-pandemic, simultaneous streaming and theater releases are becoming less common. However, if past titles are anything to go by, it’s a safe bet that Fury Of The Gods will join its DCEU siblings on HBO Max within the next few months. It’s possible that you’ll also be able to rent or buy copies of the movie on other
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streaming platforms, such as Amazon or YouTube but again, it’ll be a while before the movie becomes available anywhere other than in theaters.
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When Will John Wick: Chapter 4 Be Streaming On HBO MAX?
Since John Wick: Chapter 4 is being distributed by Warner Bros. Discovery, it will, indeed, join HBO Max. However, unlike last year when the company would drop their movies on the streaming platform the same day they were released in theaters, we are going to have to wait at least 45 days before we can watch from the comfort of our living rooms.
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While there is no official streaming release date yet, Black Adam, another Warner Bros. movie, was released in theaters on Oct. 21 and didn’t make its way to HBO Max until Dec. 16 — just over 45 days after it debuted. If John Wick: Chapter 4 follows the same trajectory, it’s possible we won’t be able to stream it until early May 2023.

My mom (67) lives with us (husband(35), and our two boys (11 and 9) which is fine. We're an established family and we brought my mom to live with us since my father passed. We have dealt with a lot of bigotry type of things with her from politics to our neighbor. A neighbor she's never met so keep that in mind.
A few days ago my mom asked my husband what's up with our neighbor. My husband is confused and asked what she means. My mom then proceeds to ask why she dresses like a man. Why she sits in her own garage late at night or early morning. My hubby is getting mad at this point and defends our neighbor (she's awesome by the way). My mom gets mad and storms off. My hubby is getting to the point of not kicking my mom out but by having a talk to see if she changes her behavior and if not she can't move with us (we're moving out state soon). She also claimed our neighbor looked into her bedroom window and smiled at her while my husband was talking to her. I looked on our ring camera and nothing as I thought.
These instances aren't the first and probably won't be the last. We're tired of this crap and l'm worried it's gonna get to my kids eventually. My mom would yell at the tv and call the president a dumbass while our kids were in her room hanging out. One day I heard my oldest say the president was a dumbass. My husband and I aren't into politics but we also don't talk about it with our kids yet except for when they ask.
Any advice on how to speak to her about this ridiculous behavior?

I'm attempting to clarify if permits are required for stem wall repair and slap foundation stabilization.
A couple of contractors have told me that permits aren't required because it's simply a repair.
The information online isn't complete or is a bit confusing and I haven't been able to connect with anyone at the city (Phoenix) who knows the answer.
Thanks!

Sorry for any poor grammar. It’s not really erotic just very vivid to me. I had a dream of my friend who is not very close to me, I don’t know why it happened but it’s been playing on my mind today. So we were on an activity that day and I’m one to fall asleep after doing the said activity on the bus going home. She was teasing me about liking this other girl and it was no hope, kinda funny to be honest. Anyway that’s a bit of back story of what happened to maybe caused this weird dream, I have no idea how dreams work so I don’t know. I went to bed exhausted after that activity and had a dream. She was sneaking me in her house (I have never been to her house) up the stairs to her room in which the curtains were closed the bed was a kings wooden frame with grey and white stripes, her floor was messy with books and small amount of clothes, her walls were grey with a tint of yellow from the sun peering through the curtains. This is when I then saw her underneath me with no clothes on, it was weird cause I never had any thoughts about her like that until now , it been driving me Insane, I later woke up this morning confused and found out she added me on snap , is it a coincidence this is all happening or am I just weird?

I'm trapped with little hope, in a small room like such a dope no windows around just cold steel walls that surround-me there's these voices, you see and they scream out with rejoices at me they cry that the cure-the cure for the pain is- they say it's in the pain-the cure is in the pain In the darkness I see a door with an outline of light an outline of dreams, pipe-dreams-pipes that bleed onsite I want out-out of this room and out of this nonexistent plight what is it that awaits me-outside this cell- what is it's reason-reason for stalking me how does one live with pain, when pain always lives with one I cry, making this floor my grave-I slowly die in vain the voices that ball have won, they broke me like their slave I open the door-the door I feared in life- I open this door and see behind-behind this door lies...