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My first post here, so I hope I didn't break any rules
Hey everyone, I wanted to share a bizarre experience I had at the office not too long ago. I'm an employee at a small web development and design startup in New York City. Our office is located in a refurbished warehouse, giving it a trendy industrial vibe. It's usually a fun and energetic place to work, but I've always felt a little uneasy staying late when everyone else is gone.
One night, I was the last one in the office, working on a critical project with a looming deadline. The office was dimly lit, with just my desk lamp and the glow of my computer screen providing any light. I had my headphones on, trying to focus on my work, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
As the hours passed, I started to hear faint noises from the other end of the office - the sound of footsteps, the rustling of papers, and an occasional thud. I tried to convince myself that it was just the building settling, but my curiosity got the better of me. I removed my headphones and decided to investigate the source of the noises.
I cautiously walked through the office, my heart pounding in my chest. When I reached the far end of the space, I noticed that the door to one of the conference rooms was slightly ajar. I could see a faint flicker of light coming from inside.
As I pushed the door open, I was stunned to see several of my coworkers huddled around a table. They had a Ouija board set up, with candles and incense burning. It appeared that they were attempting to communicate with spirits or entities from beyond. They were so engrossed in their session that they didn't even notice me standing there.
I was both intrigued and unnerved by what I had discovered. I'd always considered my coworkers to be level-headed, rational people, and I never expected them to dabble in the occult. I backed away slowly, not wanting to interrupt their session, and returned to my desk.
I couldn't concentrate on my work for the rest of the night, my mind racing with questions and a newfound sense of unease. I wondered what had prompted my coworkers to delve into such activities and if it was somehow connected to the unsettling feeling I'd had in the office at night.
The next day, I tried to casually bring up the topic with some of my coworkers, but they all seemed to dismiss it as a harmless way to blow off steam. They claimed it was just a bit of fun and nothing serious. However, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to it than they were letting on.
To this day, I'm still unsure about what I witnessed that night, and I can't help but feel a lingering sense of unease whenever I'm alone in the office. I've considered looking for another job, but I also can't deny that I'm intrigued by the mysterious side of my coworkers that I never knew existed.

As I passed by Mt Mortar I decided to bypass the whole thing by means of the small creek adjacent to it. As I did I ended noticin somehin that was glimmerin in the tree's, but I didn't have Royals with me so I couldn't get a closer look. I took note to come back later and kept on my way to Mahogony, makin land a bit after and continuin east to Mahogany, along the way catchin a Mareep. It was a bit closer than I liked, being half the level of my own Mons, but luckily I just needed The Chain to put em to sleep and then toss a Ultra Ball to nab it. Once caught I named her
Electrc Avn
She was way more chill than even Bohemian, Lax even, and all that cotton made her pretty good at taken hits too. I thought about addin her to the team, but not now, right now she needed to wait in the box, the next two Gyms wouldn't be too good for her. I made it to Mahogany Town and couldn't help but notice somethins were off. Firstly, the Gym was blocked off by some guy who was guidin people to the Lake of Rage up north, which while I wasn't plannin on goin in there yet, his familiar look to that guy sellin them overpriced slowpoke tails, and the subsequent later connection to Team Rocket shenanigans, had me on all sorts of edge. Then there was the fact that my chill blues got replaced with some funky interpretive whatsit as soon as I walked into town. This and the absolutely fake tree next to the suspicious shop had me come to one conclusion, something was goin on up at the Lake of Rage, and I was about to make my way there to find out what. I healed up, and headed north, tryin to avoid any wild Mon encounters and instead findin duo of Rocket Goons holdin up the waypoint, forcin tolls onto people. If my guess wasn't clearly right before, this is more than enough proof that Rocket's up to somethin. Once I get there however, I end up findin what they were talkin about, a massive Gyrados, red and furious. I tried catchin it, but Bohemian decided to crit it with it's second Petal Dance, causin it to knock the big boi out. I guess calmin it down would suffice, but despite Rockets whole thing here bein ruined, I still hadn't found the head of their operations here, luckily, someone else had...
Lance
I froze in place as he walked up and started givin out the details on what's been goin on here. His Dragonite standin right next to him, and loomin right over me. Eventally, I'd have to go toe to toe with that thing, but it wouldn't be the first big Dragon I'd have to get past so I'll have experience, and a plan. I then heard him call out to Dragonite to fly him back to Mahagony Town, meanwhile I had to walk, this time skippin the impromptu toll booth and passin through the Grass. As I passed on through I found a Girafarig, gave me a bit of a scare in flinchin and critin The Chain, but I put it to bed and then nabbed it in a ball. Named the little guy...
MelowYelow
And he was a Mellow one, Gentle in nature, until he got excited, then he was thrashin about the place. I'd box him but also kept him in mind for later. I made to it Mahogany and headed towards the Pokemon Center, healed up my Mon and then headed to the suspicious shop, and what do I walk into, but a near murder of one of the guys as a beam of white hot energy slams him against the wall. The other guy quickly moved out of the way, and as he turned to me I froze again, but he just casually mentioned that the hidden passage was bellow the cabinet, moved it out of the way, and then headed on down. I took a second before followin down there. As I do I end up runnin into their security system, but the guards are so weak compared to my mon now that I decided to use them for E.V farmin, as well as free Poke. One floor down and I end up catchin up with Lance, where he explained that we had to find out a password in order to reach the Rocket Exec runnin this show, and after that we needed a password from the Admin to open the door to some Electrode who were runnin the generator for the device that was throwin the signal across the radio. Now the plan was set, and we set off to work. Beat up some goons, some scientists, got the passwords, and then headed Downstairs. There I end up runnin into Paul, but apparently Lance got to him first cause he wasn't even lookin to fight, and gave him a good lecturin too about how he treated his Mon, lettin them die off left an right with not a care in the world, callin em weak and worthless... I might not have been the latter two but, I've had plenty of deaths on my own here, and I was wonderin if I might risk endin up like Paul... what was Paul even like. I didn't have time to ask him cuz he stormed off while I got lost in my own thoughts, but I had my own things to worry about beyond that, like the Executive behind this up comin door...
Petrel
Parents musta known who they were raisin cuz this man looked as slick and slimy as his namesake, and sounded it too as he told me the password right away, only to then brag that it only responded to his voice. He snickered like a Hyena, and started a fight with me in hopes of wipin me out. His mon were pretty scummy as well; His Zubat was a Flinch Fusion monster (though thank god Starships was able to wipe the floor with it before it could get started), his Raicate was mostly fair, sucker punch being the cheapest thing on the field, and then came the Koffing. I had a sneaking suspicion, what with his smug grin cracked by the sweat on his face, so I threw in DaBleedin and, well it made it boom. Out of mon and out of options, he decided to run, and I was at a bit of a blank spot. Maybe I'd get lucky and Lance would catch em as he was runnin out, nope, got luckier, the nearby Murkrow started screamin the password, and it sounded a lot like Petrel while doin it. All of a sudden it runs off, and I give chase; I managed to chase that thing screamin all the way to the Electrode room. Before I could stroll on in however, I ended up runnin into another Executive...
Arianna
A fiery red head who gave me some serious deja vu, and another rocket friend of hers. Before I could start what looked to be a tough 2v1, Lance came in to back me up, with his own Dragonite. Even funnier than that is the fact that Arianna's mon were also fairly under leveled compared to my own, so what seemed like a hard double battle turned out to be easy, and then was made easier by the man Lance and his Sudo-Legendary Mon. Needless to say, I was more than a bit humored. We both cleaned those two up, and got to dealin with the Electrode problem. Because of the way they were hooked up, we had to knock them out to deal with them. I nabbed one of them for myself, and called it...
BalroomBlz
No surpise it was Naive, neither the fact that it had a sturdy body, though I'd box it for now, instead leavin and headin to the Pokemon Center to top me and the Mon off before fightin Pryce.
To Be Continued...
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Hi all,
I am looking for a unique but affordable event venue to throw my son's 1st birthday party. My wife and I moved out of the DC area in 2019, this past year we have been in Texas where she gave birth to our son. We are moving back to the DC area in July. Since we were so far away for the first year of my son's life, a lot of family and friends have not had a chance to meet him. We were planning on throwing him a 1st birthday party so that everyone can meet him. This of course leads to a larger guest list of 150 people after cutting down. Realistically 30-40 people will not be attending, but want to be covered capacity wise just in case.
Of course with this many people we end up looking at wedding venue spaces with wedding venue budgets. This is a 1st first birthday party, so we do not have the same budget. Most guests will be adults with a handful of nephews and nieces, so the venue needs to be kid friendly but does not have to necessarily cater to entertain kids. My cousin did an evening dinner at the Baltimore Aquarium which was pretty awesome even for the adults. We started looking at similar venues but are having trouble finding something affordable. It seems that most of the Smithsonian places require a $5K deposit but then we would still need tables/chairs, catering, etc. We didn't necessarily want to rent out a restaurant but we are getting more and more open to it especially if it there is an indoooutdoor option. I also think that would make food/alcohol easier to coordinate as we would be moving back a week before this party so anything to make planning less of a headache is a plus. The tough part being that we would want to rent an indoooutdoor restaurant on a Saturday during the summer so I'm sure most places would rather have it open to the public. We reached out to a few restaurants already but short of renting the whole place, many don't have capacity. We have a meeting set up with Hook Hall as well but I have a feeling that may be out of budget.
I was hoping to keep the total budget (event space, tables/chairs, catering) to under 5K but have a little room to budge for a place that is worth it. Really appreciate some ideas that we can look into. Thanks!

My oven is not maintaining its heat anymore. It gets up to the set temp but then immediately drops to room temp. I have replaced the temp sensor and the heating element inside the oven but I am still having this same issue. I'm curious if there is another sensor or thermostat between the oven and the control board. If anyone knows or has ran into this problem before I would really appreciate any help!

My husband and I are on day 3 of having an Australian shepherd. We got him at 7 weeks. I’m wondering if it’s a good idea to have multiple crates set up around the house? We set up a big crate in our bedroom with a partition. I didn’t get a ton of time to properly warm him up to it but still tried to see if he’d be okay for a short duration in there. He ended up totally panicking. My fault for trying the cry it out method before I knew better. I ended up setting up a playpen area in our living room and sleeping with him in there that first night. The next day he’d freely go in the pen for a nap.
The second night we ended up moving the pen to next to my husbands side of the bed, put down pee pads and a blanket. I sat next to him and soothed him to sleep. Stayed for a while then went to sleep on my side. He woke up and howled and cried out a ton. My husband would put his hand in the pen to comfort him. He’d bite and chew. But would go back to sleep. He did okay until 3 AM where he started gnawing at the crate destroying the pee pads, digging at it, chewing it, etc. I tried redirecting him with a chew toy, which helped for a bit…
Cue night 3 where we just caved and put him in the bed with us. He did great. Slept without a problem. When he started chewing at the blanket at 1 and 5 AM, I figured that was his cue that he needed to potty/poop.
A few things: He won’t settle in our room. We actually have the room blocked off until it’s dinner time and bed time. He only settles in the living room right on my feet or next/on me if I’m on the floor with him. I scooped him up and brought him to our bed and that was the only way he was calm. After each break, I had to do the same thing.
Today, any time he settled for a nap, I’ve scooped him up and moved him to the crate. And I’ll sit outside the crate while he naps. First with the door open then I’ll move to close it (not locked). He’ll wake briefly from time to time and see I was there and fell right back to bed. This only lasted for 30-45 minutes before he started crying, even though I was there. I feel like I’m messing up big time. Is this a bad idea?
So I got to thinking. What if I had multiple crates. Possibly one smaller one that I could transport while he’s still small? One in the room, living room, and my office. It feels difficult to crate train when the one crate is in the bedroom. And there’s so many distractions in there, especially our older dogs bed and the space under our bed.
I took off work until Friday to set up a routine but so far it hasn’t gone smoothly. Sorry for the all over the place message. I’m just running on so little sleep. I don’t know what to do. Especially when I go back to work. I’ve actually cried 3 times with how overwhelmed I am. I would appreciate any support/advice/alternatives in my situation.

John woke up with a start, his heart racing as he tried to make sense of what was happening. He remembered going to bed, but the room around him was unfamiliar, almost like it wasn't real. He got dressed and went to work, but something nagged at him. It was a feeling he couldn't shake off, like he was in a dream that he couldn't escape from.
As he sat at his desk, staring blankly at his computer screen, it hit him. He was in a simulation. His entire life had been a lie, a creation of some malevolent force that wanted to control his every move. With a sigh of relief, he closed his eyes and tried to come to terms with his newfound freedom.
But his relief was short-lived. As he opened his eyes, he realized that he was still in a simulation. Panic set in as he frantically tried to find a way out. Was this a never-ending cycle? Would he be trapped in an endless loop of simulations for all eternity?
John screamed, but no one heard him. He was alone, trapped in a digital world that he could never escape from. The thought of it all being for nothing filled him with dread. His life had no meaning, no purpose. He was just a pawn in someone else's game.
As the simulation continued, John could feel his grip on reality slipping away. The lines between what was real and what wasn't became blurred, and he couldn't tell the difference anymore. The horror of his situation was all-consuming, and he knew that he would never be able to escape it.

Finally went and did what will likely be my last playthrough of Nectarmerger. Got my slime relic up to 9, and my trophy room looks so neat and clean again.
I don't see a reason to return; an extra 5% slime would be useful sure, but that'd be 8 fantastic runs in a needlessly stressful mode, only reduced if I shelled out in each of those runs and played flawlessly enough to get a level 7 trophy every run, which'd make it so I only have to run it 4 additional times. Neither scenario appeals.
Nectarmerger has some very annoying flaws in its design which Sibling Rivalry answered better. The fore most of which is that it is a timed event that, if you are trying to play optimally, you cannot sleep the first day you play. You need a high level hive and a fully upgraded storage capacity to not lose efficiency when you go to bed, and doing this is bad because then you are massively behind in efficiency unless you have godly RNG with the bees, and do not gain as many bees throughout the day.
The base game of course can't be left alone 8 hours without an efficiency loss either, but it isn't timed, and you aren't penalized for it.
Sibling rivalry lets you, relatively out of the gate, set it up so you can go to bed and continue in the morning with minimal to no efficiency loss. It is far less stressful, and consequently more fun.
That alone has me not want to touch Nectarmerger ever again, because you should be playing the events off cooldown for best results, but you cannot passively or occasionally pop in to Nectarmerger. Sibling Rivalry, while still rewarding good active play, can more feasibly be set up so you don't have to babysit it all day.
If Nectarmerger were modified to decouple storage from production, and enable one to be able to sleep without wasting efficiency in some manner through good planning, then it could be more appreciated and I'd consider doing those last 8+ runs for maxed Slime. Now though... I'm content that I am free, and await next Tuesday when I can play Sibling Rivalry again.

Long story ahead.
It started when I was just a kid. I'm in my mid 30s now, but that's when it started. I'd like to preface most of this with an obligatory, to the best of my knowledge, I'm not making any of it up. Whatever definitive knowledge I think I've got is based on speculation and heresay. Nothing has identified itself at all, let alone directly. For my own sake, and the sake of related parties I'm going to edit all names from the story(ies). Especially since I'm not using a throwaway or anything. This is going right up on my personal account. I fabricate or hold back nothing this time. Ill be doing my best to cultivate as much accurate information as I can remember, but I'm getting old and don't remember as well as I used to. I can't even tell you how genuinely I consider religion, supernatural whatever, all of it to just be some stuff made up by white men to continue on with the patriarchy. I don't buy into ghosts or any of it.
It started as shadows. The feeling of being watched. My childhood wasn't that great, it was full of physical and emotional abuse from my mother. We lived in my step father's own childhood home, so it wasn't haunted by any ancient ghosts. It was a dark place though, with their history already blotting the air with it's thickness.
I guess before I really go on, I should explain that, too.
My step father was twenty something years older than my mom. So he was in his fifties during my teen years. He wasn't bad, he wasn't great. I guess technically speaking he was a bad step father. We didn't have much of a relationship, let alone a even bad "fatheson" one.
The home itself was an old New England starter home. It was small, as far as modern houses go. Three bedrooms total. One bath, a large basement spanned the entire length and width. By the time we had met him and moved in, he had already mostly paid the house off, buying it from his own parents. Outside of four years in the coast guard, He, his brother, and older sister had all lived there(while they moved away, he stayed)
Their family dynamic was dated, and weird. His mom and dad were the type to call each other "mom and dad" respectively. His sister, even after joining the navy and marrying an officer was required to maintain a joint bank account with her dad so he could have uptime decision making. She had her own creepy qualities when we'd visit. She collected Barbies, never opening them. That in itself isn't weird. Hell, I collect action figures myself. But she had a voice for some of her favorites, and they'd talk amongst themselves if she was in the room. My Step father's brother, was actually an inventor and invented something I can't remember anymore. He wasn't Bezos rich, but had a nice house in Florida when we'd visit. Mom and Step dad both always warned me though to be careful. He was on a lot of drugs.
My Step father himself was a weird man. He was never taught hygiene. And he was never really nurtured or loved, and unfortunately it showed. He didn't know how to do those things, either. He was a nice guy, but had no idea what to do from there. He grew up in the fifties, and as a kid, I just imagined that's why he was the way he was. From a different time.
The legacy of their combined tragic legacy lived on in a ghost that I do believe was in the realitively new house. We lived there total for twelve years with him, however the time is broken up into two different six year stints. Half way through, my mom for whatever reason, moved us out. We lived in a one room efficiency apartment together for exactly one year, before they reconciled and moved back in together. While we were moved out - we adopted a stray cat. Well, he adopted us. We actually found him the very first day we left him on our own. He was a white cat, nearly completely blind. He was just outside our motel door. We took him in with us. He was actually great. We named him Doofus, because he was kinda fun and goofy. He stayed with us the entire year departure, and was reluctantly allowed back with us.
My Step father was a dog person. Awkwardly so. He loved his dog(s). To the point where I'd still say he more made out with them, as a form of affection. It wasn't okay. I'm sure of that. Let me clear something up, while I say all of these negative things about him. It's not like that. While we don't have any sort of relationship now, I believe that's more us both healing from my mother more so than each other. But anyway, let's keep going!
Within a year after introducing the new cat into the house, he had himself quite the affinity for the basement. It was cool in the summer, and kept itself warm enough to be down there without freezing in the winter. It was my home base as a teenage boy in the late 90s, early 00s with AOL internet access. Doofus would often lounge around, and we'd leave him to his own devices while down there. He never disappeared and always came running when we'd shake his bowl of food. That first summer back though, we were, even my step father was, convinced he had worked his magic on a neighborhood feline friend, and had a litter of kittens down there. It wasn't the mousy cries of fresh babies. Certainly a meow that wasn't his though. We thought maybe he had found his way into the walls, or was simply stuck. Inevitably one day it happened with him fast asleep on his window perch in the kitchen. Finally my step dad fessed up what comes to be an important story.
When he was a kid, himself and his younger sister, found a cat. They, with some kind of sitcom understanding of how the world works, brought it home and tried to hide it in the basement to keep. Their father found it and brutalized the animal to punish them and simply disposed of it like it was nothing.
I can't stress it enough how… from that point on, things changed. The meowing from the basement stopped. Forever. It never happened again. However I never felt alone down there again, honestly.
I want to take another brief intermission to point out that at the current point in my life, I've been in therapy and anger management both. I haven't spoken to my mother in over seven years, and I'm barely any contact with my family at all. I had a very good therapist that helped me through my trauma with my mom as a child that continued into adulthood. Most of the information I'm going to share here, and continue to share here are things that modern medicine and science have since explained away. Sort of. I didn't just feel not alone while in the basement of my childhood home anymore, I felt actively pursued. Someone wasn't just always watching, they wanted to be known. I also started to experience night terrors that felt lucid.
I eventually moved out as soon as I could, and moved to Florida. Unfortunately my abusive mother followed. However, years passed from there. Through circumstance, I maintained a relationship with her. I was young and dumb, and didn't know how to set or enforce boundaries. Anyway.
Fast forward to my mid 20s. I had just ended a long term relationship with what was essentially my first "real-life" girlfriend. Things went sour the way things do when you're young, and I ended up moving back in with my mom and her now new husband. It was a very short stay, but while there I fell on hard times with my health. That's where the story here really takes an interesting turn.
Their house wasn't just bad, it was absolutely the worst. It was literally just a shack. The way some of those poor places in Florida are really like. I was home alone. I did have my own private bedroom. It was small, couldn't even hold my bed and the dresser. There was no door. It was an old curtain pinned to the outside wall. The illusion of privacy. It all went from easy enough to explain, to outright bonkers that day.
I was in bed. Doorway clearly visible. The sheet had been pinned to the space above it so it stood open for me to come and go easily. In the doorway was a teenage girl. Shoulder length brown hair. Conservatively dressed, yet modern. She didn't speak. It was over. She was gone.
The same girl came to me two or three days later, same setting. Just standing in the doorway. She seemed far less relaxed. Even agitated. She was holding something but I couldn't make out what. Whatever it was just wouldn't manifest, but it was important to her. Whatever that item was I can't help but feel like it'd all make sense now, but who knows. She stayed for nearly a full five minutes, fidgeting eithcthecitem before leaving. It was only a couple of more days before she came back again, but wasn't alone. An older man. Older then I was at the time, at least. He seemed like her father. They were bickering and fighting about something and she, in her tantrum disappeared. But he stayed and said nothing to me. He made no motion or charades. He did however glare at me this empty, menacing eyes and then vanished.
I didn't see the girl again until the night before I moved out. By this point, I had been drained of the small savings I did have. I was literally starving. Stealing food from Walmart just to keep myself going. I had aloowedcmy mother to drain me of everything. The apparition came to me that night, and the sensation was different. She glowed a warm orange tint. it felt like we were together forever. She still never spoke to me, but shared knowledge. She told me things about myself I didn't know yet. Actual, real life things that wouldn't come to fruition for over a decade, but they have indeed come true. Not even as a warning. It was a parlor trick to prove her abilities to me. I didn't see her again, for nearly 12 years.
It was last year she came back. I wasn't startled, she communicated like we were old friends. By just, giving me the information. I had probably six or eight months prior to that, reconnected with an old friend. The girl told me matter of fact my, "reach out. They aren't okay." Which was weird because we were talking mostly daily at that point again. I knew things weren't perfect but not being okay raised alarm bells. I reached out to find out their dog had passed just that morning. Again not a huge flex of their ability, just enough to keep me hooked.
I was bewildered at this point. I knew nothing of psychics or spirits or demons. Outside of what I seen on TV of course. I didn't even believe in that shit, but I love reading and learning.
Because of the history with my newly rekindled friendship, it was actually my childhood crush - the love of my life. That was actually the context of us becoming friends again. I wanted to work on fixing the things between us so we could be there again. The situation felt ripe by description for either Dr. Phil, or Lilith. Though I didn't know what that was even supposed to mean.
My own research and learning has brought me here, to you. This sub. This long story of ghost cats, and dark places, the meddling of what I thought was Lilith, but I believe to be something else entirely.
You see I've reached out to the girl who manifests. She hasn't been back, but I can still feel her around. So I've worked up the courage to confront her. I ask for identification, and my ears fill with this droning white noise and it'll eventually tell me that shes Lilith, but I'm not convinced. But from the difficulty in expression, neither are they. I believe it's something that latched onto my belief at first of it being Lilith and won't let up on that. I do believe it's "male" in nature. Has a knack for tricks, and knows that pretending to be something it isn't is bad for him, so he's trying to keep it under cover. I also don't think it's here to help me in any capacity. It clearly wants something either from me, personally, or is trying to use me as a vessel.
I think something masquerading now as Lilith has been involved in my life from the house I grew up. It didn't leave me alone, it learned to be less obvious and scary outright. But it's here. It's always here.

I even looked at the top of the line s3000 pro. An Amazon reviewer says that not only is the highs muddy but the new purchased speakers had a terrible chemical smell for weeks, a no-no for my COPD.‘I have a very small effiency apartment with other apartments on both sides of it, thus room-shaking volume will have to be out. [which Edifier plays well at a low volume?]I even looked at the top of the line s3000 pro. An Amazon reviewer says that not only is the highs muddy but the new purchased speakers had a terrible chemical smell for weeks, a no-no for my COPD.Yes, I have read many reviews of Edifier’ s lineup of bookshelf speakers and my dizzy brain could use some advice.‘I have a very small effiency apartment with other apartments on both sides of it, thus room-shaking volume will have to be out. [which Edifier plays well at a low volume?]I even looked at the top of the line s3000 pro. An Amazon reviewer says that not only is the highs muddy but the new purchased speakers had a terrible chemical smell for weeks, a no-no for my COPD. A[one speaker down!]
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‘I have a very small effiency apartment with other apartments on both sides of it, thus room-shaking volume will have to be out. [which Edifier plays well at a low volume?]
Yes, I have read many reviews of Edifier’ s lineup of bookshelf speakers and my dizzy brain could use some advice.‘I have a very small effiency apartment with other apartments on both sides of it, thus room-shaking volume will have to be out. [which Edifier plays well at a low volume?]I even looked at the top of the line s3000 pro. An Amazon reviewer says that not only is the highs muddy but the new purchased speakers had a terrible chemical smell for weeks, a no-no for my COPD. new purchased speakers had a terrible chemical smell for weeks, a no-no for my COPD.
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I have the R1280T speakers, highly rated but I really wanted a slightly better set.
funny…every single one of their speakers have some terrible Amazon reviews!
maybe the next step up will do, the R1280DB
the s1000mkii reads to be good.
my 81 year old ears are not the best in the upper frequencies. But I have a good ear for music.
I listen to YouTube and some apps for music. I just bought a Sony Bravia 55” tv, I would like to hook up the speakers for that tv, alone.
in a sense, as I have a zenheisser 6xx headphone, maybe I should just use it instead on my computer, but I feel that something is missing with a headphone, thus the search for speakers.
I do not need booming bass. I need where every note can be heard. But NO to very anylitical anilitical
[reddit does not do well on a iPad!]
I want feeling and a sense of soul, from the music from my speakers. Anyilitical, is not my music choice. Dry precise music is not moving my soul. [I read that the s2000mkiii is of that, a bit dry and anilytical.strange how a s2000mkiii gets poorer few good reviews than s1000mkii does!]
thank you for shining some light on my speaker needs.
[I will have to wait until I get to my computer in order to fix this mess of a post! iPad just does not do Reddit very well. double lines and cutoff and unable to back up to correct anything!
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I’m lucky to have a garden that has enough room for a vegetable plot. However I also have a set of steps leading up to it that has some uneven ground. I was thinking of planting a few common (but not ultra common like nettles, blackberries, dandelions etc) plants to help me learn and identify hedgerow and woodland plants.
What would you recommend? I was thinking pignuts, sorrel, yarrow, 3 corner leeks.
Is it a good idea and are there any other suggestions?

Besides sleeping on the couch? >: I don't know how he can sleep through it and it doesn't seem to be effecting his waking hours. This July it'll be two years since he started this crap. He's been to a doctor multiple times, he's been on multiple drugs, and he's more than once stated that maybe I'm the problem because I can't sleep through it.
The last two nights he's started into jerking, twitching, hip thrusting, IMMEDIATELY after falling asleep. It scares the crap out of me as I'm trying to doze off and at this point I don't know why I bother even going to the bed since as soon as he falls asleep I go to the couch.
I even tried to set up a motion camera to get some of this recorded just to show him what's going on. I wanted to know if he was doing it ALL night or if he just does it when my REM cycle is at its lowest for me waking up. The only thing it recorded was me getting up and going to the couch.
I've got an appointment next Monday to set up a primary care doctor for myself and I'm wondering if there's something I can ask for to knock my ass out (because not only will he not sit still, we have an entire neighborhood of irresponsible dog owners who let their dogs out to bark at 7AM). After something wakes me up I have a VERY hard time getting back to sleep immediately. And the cycle continues all night.
Yes, I've been told he should get a sleep study. No, he hasn't. I have to be the bad guy and CONSTANTLY tell him to go back to the doctor as it is because this isn't working. The doctor upped his MGs two weeks ago, we're working on getting his iron up a bit (he had/has hemochromatosis, so while it's still in safe levels, it's toward the low end). People keep saying to buy two twin beds and shove them together and, not only do I NOT want to buy ANOTHER bed after ours is only three years old, we might as well just sleep apart for all the sheets pulling he does. And, unfortunately, we don't have enough room for a second bedroom/bed. It's couch or floor at this point.

Just ordered my first 3D printer (P1P) and I'm pretty excited and would like to start getting the area set up for it. I was originally planning on keeping it on my home office. My concern is that the office has carpeted floors (medium low pile). The printer itself would go on a table, but not sure if the carpet would cause additional vibrations and affect the print quality? We do have laminate flooring on the main floor but not sure my wife will let me keep it in our living room. The only other option would be the garage, but it's not heated and I'm not sure if the environment is suitable (I have ordered a Sunlu S2 though).
Any tips?

Hi there! I just adopted an 8 month old, absolutely adorable kitten. I got him two days ago.
My current cat is not crazy about him yet, and they are both on edge when they are near each-other.
He needs to be fixed and get his shots. There's an appointment available Thursday, but I'm worried about his stress levels and recovery since they are still new to each-other. They are able to (and do) sleep in the same room, but general avoid each-other completely otherwise. The kitten seems to already be happy and comfortable with me and his new home but I just worry if he is stressed by not being accepted by my current cat, and if surgery this week is too soon.
If anyone is concerned about how quickly they were introduced, I understand and wish I could do better. I live in a one room (250sqft) tiny house on my moms property so there is no extra room to separate them. I set up a crate with kittens food bowl and blanket that he can go in and out of. I have been letting my older cat stay in the house with my mom during the day. They have had stare downs and sniffs and some hisses(only from older cat) through the glass door .. but when they are inside together they just avoid eachother. And my older cat is acting otherwise normal, eating and acting the same when I interact with him in my moms house.
Thank you in advance .. :)
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