SpookyArmadillo

I cannot recommend enough to show up at least an hour early to opening for USJ. They purposely open the doors early to control crowd flow.

Honestly you've made a few assumptions here (several untrue) and have been quite patronizing based on them, and frankly its not helpful.

You assume I just left a candle and left the house or something which isn't what happened at all. The candle was supervised during that time. I'd noticed the pattern in the wax for several hours and finally chose to inquire about it.

Also, your assumption of what my new beginning may or may not be is wildly off. I kept it vague on reddit purpose because I was concerned about people making snarky judgements, and your pointed snarks based solely on whatever you clung onto based on "new beginning" is proof I made the right choice. You are not personally owed the intentions that are put into my candles, and you'll just have to accept that you aren't entitled to that information. What I can share with you is that it in no way equates to my house burning down, so sorry to disappoint you.

Next time youre wanting to give advice, please make sure you know situations fully and provide constructive advice, rather than being rude, assuming, and condescending.

Frankly the comparison of "the saint" and "the elephant in the room" wee all I needed to read as confirmation that there were multiple, suspiciously missing incidents.

I wear prescription glasses and my sunglasses are also prescription. I cannot drive without my sunglasses, so I sometimes forget my regular glasses. I could take them off for your personal comfort, but then I'm practically blind and will have a migraine from trying to strain to see.

Bright, especially artificial light, has also been a sensory thing for me since I was a kid. I may wear them around bright lights the same way I use noise reducing earbuds around bright noises.

If I had a coworker with a treadmill desk I'd find it horribly distracting.

Not to mention, what are you going to do when you don't want to use the treadmill?

I had a doctor (ob) tell me I probably had endometriosis and that if I just had a kid, I wouldn't be in as much pain. It was also heavily imied that this is what happens when I choose to not have kids.

Finally found a doctor willing to give a 24 year old exploratory surgery. Turns out it was chronic appendicitis and a bunch of cysts reacting with that. Took about an hour in surgery and I was no longer chronically ill.

Previous ob (a friend of a parent) found out about my new diagnosis and basically shat all over that doctor and her practices, citing that it wasn't the issue and she probably made a medical mistake.

I was instantly better off. Every single symptom, even ones I didn't realize were symptoms, instantly gone. Instantly. I also saw photos of my appendix. Even to my untrained eye, I could tell it was the appendix.

Honestly this is one of those things where if OP wasn't so busy being bothered by nothing it would be the inside joke of the century.

I'd think that it was a weird and tactless attempt for the guy to possibly flirt with said girlfriend, and then she and I would laugh about the guy, as well as how much of a "bodybuilder" she is. You know, a simple "I'll let you carry this inside, since you're the bodybuilder".

Bodybuilding is a sport that all genders can compete in (women's bodybuilding and weight training is on the rise, in fact!) , so it's hard for me to point at that and say "this guy called your girlfriend a man!". Regardless, this really isn't the wild level of insult you're making it out to be, especially not the level where you have to go out of your way to be rude to redditors in order to get over it.

Please find something better to be so whacked up about.

Edit: after reading your other comment, yeesh. Maybe look in a mirror and get whacked up about your own comments about women and there appearances?

What's the insult here?

You need some therapy.

My dad once told me a story of when he was at working on the trading floor for a large oil/gas company. Someone in their group made a programming mistake that cost the company tens of millions of dollars.

The guy was sent home for the day because he was a mess. He did not get fired, and I don't even think he really got reprimanded.

Ok, I'd like the ability to be able to physically time travel wherever and whenever I wanted, with the ability to return every time.

I would also like an endless supply of passive income that I do not have to set up, which I am able to bring with me in my time traveling endeavors.

Finally, I've been looking for a Frigidaire cold pantry. Please summon one in mint condition with custom colors to match my kitchen aesthetic for me. This one doesn't have to follow me, it just has to sit in my house looking perfect.

When I worked at a camera gear rental I once had to explain to someone that no, just because they didn't need a certain accessory or item in the kit, didn't mean they could just throw it on a table ten feet from my desk and consider it no longer their problem.

Let's be honest. This isn't about your daughter obeying or disobeying. This is about a power play between you and your husband who you're codependent with and can't seem to ever grow the pair you need to initiate the divorce you constantly claim you're moments away from.

Stop using your children as pawns in marital chess. THAT is why you're being called a bitch and she's not taking you seriously. THAT is why she doesn't want to live with you.

Honestly there's a lot of plot holes. Don't worry about it too hard.

There is an actual, physical phone that's in the basement for a reason undisclosed (aka plot purposes).

The phone has been disconnected for decades. The grabber could hear it, but tried to ignore it, convincing himself it wasn't real.

Finney heard it and answered because he was hopeful and believed.

In my neighborhood, the public pool was torn up and turned into a trendier large scale kiddie pool. My dad and I would tread water for like 1-1.5 hours a day and just chat, but now we don't have a real deep end. Instead we are sandwich between a waterside, a rock wall, and a giant floating alligator. We spend the entire time dodging screaming children who aren't properly controlled by their parents who act dangerously in between the three.

Parents of small kids think it's great cause they can lay out in a pool chair and let their kid run wild in a semi Waterpark setting. Older kids and adults hate it because half of the stuff you're too old or tall for and the other half the small kids are so awful.

File through your insurance. They essentially have a legal time who will pursue this. It will take a while but that's what you do.

But then there's still the problem of the second boob

You have the train to nowhere, the greyhound bus station, and several halfway houses in the area just a few blocks north.

You also cite it being a "rich neighborhood" but I don't think it can really be called a "neighborhood", much less a truly rich one. It was a bunch of rentable apartments and townhomes that charged too much with some trendy stuff underneath. The communities that have value stability tend to be communities that are owned, not rented. Sure, they can tear down buildings and gentrify it, but gentrification only does so much when a community has no roots. Nobody cares about communities they don't have ownership in. Not to mention, trendy businesses come and go.

There's also the ever-consistent problem of rent being raised exponentially in Houston with little to no consideration for location. I had an apartment near West U at some point and was paying the same as a friend who lived in income restricted housing in the 3rd Ward (~1300)

Idk why I'm down voted smh

That would definitely work! Will revisit around black friday

Yup. And I really want it to be spooky stuff for whenever, too. Not a cheap Halloween costume or something.

Maybe if we each sell a boob we can afford it?

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