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2023.06.04 22:22 cranberryjuice666 BPAL reviews part 1 <3
finally received my haul of imps that i got for my birthday and i was so excited. to be honest, not that many of them i would get as a full size bottle, however i for sure discovered some new things i didn't know i liked, and some of the scents were truly like nothing i have tried before.
i'll be very curious to see whether your impressions about the scents were different or the same as mine :)
short overview:
highlights: Vice, The Black Rider, Le Lethe
honorable mentions: Santo Domingo, Port Au Prince, Horreur Sympathique,
Wanda, Iago
didn’t like at all: Jazz Funeral, Sin
dance of death 6/10
dark, murky, smoky, but i think that the patchouli note is kinda off in this one. i am not sure it’s patchouli, but there is some note that is ruining it for me. cool scent, however, and definitely matches the name.
horreur sympathique 8/10
right from the bottle - floral and sweet, smells of orange also. similarly to Vice, it makes me feel like i want to ‘eat’ the skin when it is applied. unexpectedly, i kinda like it. however, as it dries down it becomes a bit nauseating. there is something insidious about the sweetness, and i guess this is what the name is all about.
hellfire 7/10
from the bottle - smells like a smoky cocktail. as it dried down on skin, it became softer; it is smoky and heavy, but the leather note is not great here, and imo it feels a bit imbalanced, i mean it lacks something that would balance the smoke notes, but that’s just me. also the incense notes feel a bit like soap to me.
#20 love oil 7.5/10
wet - smells a bit bitter but citrusy and floral. as it dries down, i can feel more green and citrusy, maybe there is a hint of almond in it. very light and refreshing. not really my thing, but it was given to me as a free sample and i enjoyed it.
bastet 7.5/10
from the bottle smells like amber and maybe almond, i think. sweet and nice, however a bit like cheap perfume. when dried, it became warmer and richer, more spicy and musky. it’s nice, but reminds me of some mainstream perfume, i can’t recall which.
le lethe 10/10
ahh, already smells really cool wet. extremely spicy, like Arabesque but richer and more intense. i quickly start to smell the tobacco and other spices from what i felt originally. love it.
bram stoker 6/10
in general smells like solid masculine cologne, however it is more grassy than the more mainstream ones and has some bitterness to it. it’s good of you like this sort of thing, bit i gave it only 6/10 because i wouldn’t call it interesting or unusual.
lust 7/10
in the bottle - smells like spices and incense, but has a certain freshness to it. i recently tried Arabesque from Alkemia, and this has similar vibes. but this is surely more intense and musky. as it dries down it becomes more flowery. i personally don’t really associate it with lust, but whatever.
after it dried down even more, i think it transformed into a more powdery/musky/skin-like scent, which i could associate with lust somewhat, but in general it is a spice scent for sure.
i am not a big fan of it however i gave it a rather high mark because of its complexity.
vice 10/10
unexpectedly ffing amazing. opens as something reminiscent of a chocolate bar, however i also got sweet chewing gum vibes from it. as it dries down, you feel more of the cherry and orange blossom. it is very sweet and has a strong presence, however it is not the kind of sweet that gives you a headache. as i said, expected nothing from it, mostly ordered because of the cool name, however i might be getting a full bottle of this. by the way, in this case i think the name really suits the scent.
as it dried down a bit more, it transformed into a very soft velvety sweet cherry/chocolate scent, i love it. never thought i’d say this about a perfume, but when applied on skin it makes me want to eat it. i’d rather call this scent ‘Lust’ than the actual one.
for some reason, this scent feels very sexual, it makes me feel sexually aroused, i am not really sure why.
sin 4/10
opens spicy and herbal, reminds me of Boneyard by Black Baccara a bit. as it dries down it becomes more herbal and starts to smell like a pharmacy. frankly speaking, not for me.
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i'll be very curious to see whether your impressions about the scents were different or the same as mine :)
short overview:
highlights: Vice, The Black Rider, Le Lethe
honorable mentions: Santo Domingo, Port Au Prince, Horreur Sympathique,
Wanda, Iago
didn’t like at all: Jazz Funeral, Sin
dance of death 6/10
dark, murky, smoky, but i think that the patchouli note is kinda off in this one. i am not sure it’s patchouli, but there is some note that is ruining it for me. cool scent, however, and definitely matches the name.
horreur sympathique 8/10
right from the bottle - floral and sweet, smells of orange also. similarly to Vice, it makes me feel like i want to ‘eat’ the skin when it is applied. unexpectedly, i kinda like it. however, as it dries down it becomes a bit nauseating. there is something insidious about the sweetness, and i guess this is what the name is all about.
hellfire 7/10
from the bottle - smells like a smoky cocktail. as it dried down on skin, it became softer; it is smoky and heavy, but the leather note is not great here, and imo it feels a bit imbalanced, i mean it lacks something that would balance the smoke notes, but that’s just me. also the incense notes feel a bit like soap to me.
#20 love oil 7.5/10
wet - smells a bit bitter but citrusy and floral. as it dries down, i can feel more green and citrusy, maybe there is a hint of almond in it. very light and refreshing. not really my thing, but it was given to me as a free sample and i enjoyed it.
bastet 7.5/10
from the bottle smells like amber and maybe almond, i think. sweet and nice, however a bit like cheap perfume. when dried, it became warmer and richer, more spicy and musky. it’s nice, but reminds me of some mainstream perfume, i can’t recall which.
le lethe 10/10
ahh, already smells really cool wet. extremely spicy, like Arabesque but richer and more intense. i quickly start to smell the tobacco and other spices from what i felt originally. love it.
bram stoker 6/10
in general smells like solid masculine cologne, however it is more grassy than the more mainstream ones and has some bitterness to it. it’s good of you like this sort of thing, bit i gave it only 6/10 because i wouldn’t call it interesting or unusual.
lust 7/10
in the bottle - smells like spices and incense, but has a certain freshness to it. i recently tried Arabesque from Alkemia, and this has similar vibes. but this is surely more intense and musky. as it dries down it becomes more flowery. i personally don’t really associate it with lust, but whatever.
after it dried down even more, i think it transformed into a more powdery/musky/skin-like scent, which i could associate with lust somewhat, but in general it is a spice scent for sure.
i am not a big fan of it however i gave it a rather high mark because of its complexity.
vice 10/10
unexpectedly ffing amazing. opens as something reminiscent of a chocolate bar, however i also got sweet chewing gum vibes from it. as it dries down, you feel more of the cherry and orange blossom. it is very sweet and has a strong presence, however it is not the kind of sweet that gives you a headache. as i said, expected nothing from it, mostly ordered because of the cool name, however i might be getting a full bottle of this. by the way, in this case i think the name really suits the scent.
as it dried down a bit more, it transformed into a very soft velvety sweet cherry/chocolate scent, i love it. never thought i’d say this about a perfume, but when applied on skin it makes me want to eat it. i’d rather call this scent ‘Lust’ than the actual one.
for some reason, this scent feels very sexual, it makes me feel sexually aroused, i am not really sure why.
sin 4/10
opens spicy and herbal, reminds me of Boneyard by Black Baccara a bit. as it dries down it becomes more herbal and starts to smell like a pharmacy. frankly speaking, not for me.
2023.06.04 22:22 cgmbioia IBDP Biology IA
Hello! I’m a high school IBDP student looking for teenage diabetic individuals willing to participate in the data collection of my Internal Assessment (IA). I am also a teenage diabetic so this study is very important to me.
I will examine how well continuous glucose monitoring (CGM, for example Libre sensors) systems regulate glycemic control (ability to keep blood glucose levels stable) in young people with type 1 diabetes. The study would need the participants to record their blood glucose before and after each meal and before they go to sleep. This process will keep going for 30 days, the data will be collected using a logbook. I assure you that no one will have access to your data other than me and the IB teachers/examiners.
You don’t need to be a CGM user to participate, I will need to take some data from non-users as well. Moreover, if you already have previous readings of a full month that would be alright too and there will be no need to fill out a new logbook.
If you or anyone you know are interested feel free to email me on [email protected], your participation is much appreciated!!
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I will examine how well continuous glucose monitoring (CGM, for example Libre sensors) systems regulate glycemic control (ability to keep blood glucose levels stable) in young people with type 1 diabetes. The study would need the participants to record their blood glucose before and after each meal and before they go to sleep. This process will keep going for 30 days, the data will be collected using a logbook. I assure you that no one will have access to your data other than me and the IB teachers/examiners.
You don’t need to be a CGM user to participate, I will need to take some data from non-users as well. Moreover, if you already have previous readings of a full month that would be alright too and there will be no need to fill out a new logbook.
If you or anyone you know are interested feel free to email me on [email protected], your participation is much appreciated!!
2023.06.04 22:22 PartySecurityK9 "Youth pastor accused of filming girls in shower at SC church" Just more minors being sexually violated for associating with Christianity. Better ban some drag shows. You know for safety
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2023.06.04 22:20 Creepy_Pie5913 Is there any real difference between:
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2023.06.04 22:20 shoretel230 Checked Baggage Situation from US to EU, going to FRA then OPO
Hi all,
I wanted to ask about how bad the lost baggage situation is on international flights from US that land in Frankfurt.
Is literally every single piece of checked baggage being lost? I'm going on my honeymoon, and I don't want to spend time or getting stressed chasing down bags or anything on those lines.
That in mind, is there anyone who has flown from the US, connected in Frankfurt, and didn't have an issue with their bags? I bought these tickets a year ago before I knew this issue existed w/ Lufthansa.
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I wanted to ask about how bad the lost baggage situation is on international flights from US that land in Frankfurt.
Is literally every single piece of checked baggage being lost? I'm going on my honeymoon, and I don't want to spend time or getting stressed chasing down bags or anything on those lines.
That in mind, is there anyone who has flown from the US, connected in Frankfurt, and didn't have an issue with their bags? I bought these tickets a year ago before I knew this issue existed w/ Lufthansa.
2023.06.04 22:18 BeeesInTheTrap What are some names that scream “90’s” to you, and why?
Just wondering what male, female, or unisex names you associate with that era or what names instantly make you think of that era!
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2023.06.04 22:18 ugsoneout Post-diagnosis blues.
Hi All,
It's just over a month since I found out that I "met the DSM-5 criteria for Autism".
Its been a bit of a rollercoaster since then. Initially, I came out of the assesment with the view that "I am who I am, no big suprise", etc etc. At least I know what I'm working with now, right?
Over the last month, the internal narrative has slid more in to the negative zone - I really AM who I am, and there isn't a great deal I can do about that.
Something that has triggered me this weekend is the fact that my neighbours are moving house. I realised how used to hearing their voices I've become and hearing their dog politely bark to be let back into the house has just become so familiar to me. I will miss them.
Here is the weird part - In the three years that I've lived here, I have never spoken to them. I have always managed to avoid conversations by being observant and never leaving the house at the same time as them etc. I have always justified this to my girlfriend by making out that I simply don't like them, even making up reasons to suit my narrative.
I think the realisation that at 42 years old, I still cannot cope with a simple relationship with people who are probably very nice is a scary one.
Certainly, the diagnosis has had more of an impact on me than I expected it would have and I'm currently not sure that I've done the right thing in seeking it.
Sorry for the negativity - just had to get something down.
submitted by ugsoneout to autism [link] [comments]
It's just over a month since I found out that I "met the DSM-5 criteria for Autism".
Its been a bit of a rollercoaster since then. Initially, I came out of the assesment with the view that "I am who I am, no big suprise", etc etc. At least I know what I'm working with now, right?
Over the last month, the internal narrative has slid more in to the negative zone - I really AM who I am, and there isn't a great deal I can do about that.
Something that has triggered me this weekend is the fact that my neighbours are moving house. I realised how used to hearing their voices I've become and hearing their dog politely bark to be let back into the house has just become so familiar to me. I will miss them.
Here is the weird part - In the three years that I've lived here, I have never spoken to them. I have always managed to avoid conversations by being observant and never leaving the house at the same time as them etc. I have always justified this to my girlfriend by making out that I simply don't like them, even making up reasons to suit my narrative.
I think the realisation that at 42 years old, I still cannot cope with a simple relationship with people who are probably very nice is a scary one.
Certainly, the diagnosis has had more of an impact on me than I expected it would have and I'm currently not sure that I've done the right thing in seeking it.
Sorry for the negativity - just had to get something down.
2023.06.04 22:18 True_Junket_3700 School List Help - 3rd Time Reapplicant
I need some help with my school list, I'm trying to apply to around 25-30 schools because my MCAT expires after this cycle and I don't really want to take it again. Looking for primarily MD schools with maybe 5 DO schools. Here is my info:
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- GPAs
- Undergrad (Public Health): cGPA 2.94, sGPA 3.13
- Graduate (Athletic Training / Sports Medicine): cGPA 3.67, sGPA 3.62,
- Post Bacc (consisting of the majority of prereqs): cGPA 4.0, sGPA 4.0,
- Graduate Certificate (medical physiology): cGPA 3.89, sGPA 3.89
- MCAT: 511 126/127/129/129
- State of residence: Minnesota w/ strong ties to South Dakota and ties to Wisconsin and Alabama.
- ORM Male
- Clinical experience:
- 3000+ hrs working as an allied health professional (athletic trainer, ATC) in a variety of settings including rural communities.
- 1000+ as a clinical immersion intern.
- 250 shadowing hrs w/ orthopedic surgeons, family medicine, primary care sports medicine, PM & R, and pathology.
- Research: 2500 hrs combined as a clinical research intern, research volunteer, and graduate researcher. 1 presentation, 2 abstracts, and currently working on 5 manuscripts for publication by next year.
- Volunteering: ~500 hrs at 5 different organizations.
- Other extracurricular activities: Professional and Division 1 athletics, graduate anatomy tutoring (60 hrs), brewing kombucha as a hobby, and a Courage Award winner (injury resiliency award basically)
- Leadership: Collegiate athletics captain (3 years), graduate education leadership scholarship recipient, head athletic trainer for a professional and a collegiate team (during the COVID pandemic)
- University of Alabama at Birmingham
- Quinnipiac University
- George Washington
- Rosalind Franklin
- Loyola
- Tulane
- University of Minnesota
- Wake Forest
- University of North Dakota
- University of Nebraska College of Medicine
- Albany
- Drexel
- Geisinger Commonwealth School of Medicine
- Temple University
- Pennsylvania State
- Virginia Tech
- Medical College of Wisconsin
- University of Wisconsin
- Creighton
- Rush
- University of South Dakota
- University of Vermont
- DMU
- KCU
- Midwestern
2023.06.04 22:18 JephGhost [WTS] Scribo Feel Mediterraneo, TWSBI, London Pen Co, Franklin-Christopher, River City Pen Co, Scriptorium PM1 + others! [A1-B]
timestamp: https://imgur.com/a/iiFNV4W
Hello all, I've got 9 pens for sale. These are priced aggressively as I am trying to fund other hobbies. Not currently looking for trades. Please read all the details below, thanks!
- Shipping for one pen is $6, and $9 for two. If you buy 3+ then USPS Priority shipping is free. International shipping at buyer's full cost. The Scribo ships for free. - All pens come with original packaging. - More pictures available upon request. - Prefer PMs please. Chat messages sometimes get missed. - Some pens come with "Jowo nib of your choice" which means the pen currently doesn't have a nib in it, but I'll do my best to get you the one you want.
From left to right:
Scribo Feel in Mediterraneo- Fine Flex, 14kt- [B] inked once- $500 (ships free)
TWSBI Vac 700R Iris- M steel nib- [B] used once- $60
Tailored Pen Company in Strata (original TPC pour)- steel Jowo nib of your choice- [A1] unused- $120
London Pen Co. Christopher in Good Intentions (Jonathon Brooks)- steel Jowo nib of your choice- [A1] unused- $120
Scriptorium Pens Idyll in Primary Manipulation 1 (Jonathon Brooks)- M nib- [A1] unused- $165
London Pen Co. Christopher in Primary Manipulation 1 (Jonathon Brooks)- steel Jowo nib of your choice- [A1] unused- $150
Franklin-Christoph Panther 40 Special Edition: Ghost & Smoke- steel Jowo nib of your choice- [B] inked once- $170
River City Pen Company pen in Adirondack Autumn (Dupras)- RCPC - branded B nib- [A1] unused- $115
Parker 51 Next Generation in Teal Blue- Steel medium nib- comes with brand new Parker converter- [B] inked once- $40
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Hello all, I've got 9 pens for sale. These are priced aggressively as I am trying to fund other hobbies. Not currently looking for trades. Please read all the details below, thanks!
- Shipping for one pen is $6, and $9 for two. If you buy 3+ then USPS Priority shipping is free. International shipping at buyer's full cost. The Scribo ships for free. - All pens come with original packaging. - More pictures available upon request. - Prefer PMs please. Chat messages sometimes get missed. - Some pens come with "Jowo nib of your choice" which means the pen currently doesn't have a nib in it, but I'll do my best to get you the one you want.
From left to right:
Scribo Feel in Mediterraneo- Fine Flex, 14kt- [B] inked once- $500 (ships free)
TWSBI Vac 700R Iris- M steel nib- [B] used once- $60
Tailored Pen Company in Strata (original TPC pour)- steel Jowo nib of your choice- [A1] unused- $120
London Pen Co. Christopher in Good Intentions (Jonathon Brooks)- steel Jowo nib of your choice- [A1] unused- $120
Scriptorium Pens Idyll in Primary Manipulation 1 (Jonathon Brooks)- M nib- [A1] unused- $165
London Pen Co. Christopher in Primary Manipulation 1 (Jonathon Brooks)- steel Jowo nib of your choice- [A1] unused- $150
Franklin-Christoph Panther 40 Special Edition: Ghost & Smoke- steel Jowo nib of your choice- [B] inked once- $170
River City Pen Company pen in Adirondack Autumn (Dupras)- RCPC - branded B nib- [A1] unused- $115
Parker 51 Next Generation in Teal Blue- Steel medium nib- comes with brand new Parker converter- [B] inked once- $40
2023.06.04 22:16 Narrow-Reference3496 Subjective binge
I don't know what to do anymore.
I've been eating 1100-1200 calories for almost 2 months now. I'm more tired. I'm generally finding that I can do less.
Yesterday I was feeling sick. So I bought a protein yogurt (it had 20g of protein in it). Immediately felt better. But because I'd gone over 1200 calories the binge eating part of my disorder took over but I stopped myself when I reached 2000 calories.
2000 calories for the day is normal and is what I'm supposed to be eating. My ED wants me to "compensate" by cutting 800 calories out of my intake.
Today I had my usual 1200 calories. I feel like I failed in some way because I didn't compensate. The toxic internal dialogue keeps pushing and going on at me to cut the 800 calories off.
I don't know what to do.
Please help.
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I've been eating 1100-1200 calories for almost 2 months now. I'm more tired. I'm generally finding that I can do less.
Yesterday I was feeling sick. So I bought a protein yogurt (it had 20g of protein in it). Immediately felt better. But because I'd gone over 1200 calories the binge eating part of my disorder took over but I stopped myself when I reached 2000 calories.
2000 calories for the day is normal and is what I'm supposed to be eating. My ED wants me to "compensate" by cutting 800 calories out of my intake.
Today I had my usual 1200 calories. I feel like I failed in some way because I didn't compensate. The toxic internal dialogue keeps pushing and going on at me to cut the 800 calories off.
I don't know what to do.
Please help.
2023.06.04 22:16 profJesusfish My most random find ever the key to the city of Baltimore presented to the international brotherhood of magic in 1965 at an estate sale store in WI
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2023.06.04 22:15 Sea_End_6525 Munger Response Time?
I got an email saying I could apply for housing around late april but i did not submit the application till mid may because I was unsure if I wanted to proceed with on campus housing or not. I am getting a little tense seeing how people have already started receiving housing contracts and am unsure of what to do. Have i totally screwed my chances of getting on campus housing? I am international and I saw somewhere that priority is given to international and out of state students. Also have tried getting in touch with housing directly.
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2023.06.04 22:15 Downtown-Band3011 Jaclyn Roxanne - The Solitaire
 | I’ve decided I post on here as I can’t find a way to post a review on the iminit website or the shop app (as that’s the way I paid for it) submitted by Downtown-Band3011 to jaclynhillsnark [link] [comments] I got this necklace when it was on offer for $42.00. I can’t deny when the necklace is on its looks beautiful. But the actual quality of the necklace does not reflect the price at all. I feel like I had a cheap display as the JR tag was missing from the end of the necklace and a few of the links were actually bent! Customer service gave me a full refund within 30 minutes of receiving my the faulty item after showing them photos. As it was international shipping it could not be returned. So I can’t fault the customer service team at all and they were very apologetic. But I would have been devastated if I have spent $60 + $17.03 shipping if it was at full price. I don’t feel like I will wear this due to the poor quality and knowing how much it cost. I kind of feel embarrassed that I spent $59.03 on this. Please don’t waste your hard earned money on this especially if you are expecting a good quality item. |
2023.06.04 22:15 mrfunnyish What’s the current state of the marketing team in your company?
There have been budget cuts, layoffs, restructuring, etc in so many companies. So I was wondering, how’s the marketing team handling it? And what’s the situation internally (or on the client side, if you work at an agency)?
I’ll go first
Company category: Mar-tech startup, (series A funded). Country: India Industry: B2B SaaS Situation: Were doing extremely well until mid 2022. Since then, the company’s vision and mission keeps changing. Had layoffs recently and current marketing team morale is really low with the CMO themself confused and not sure of what the strategy is for the next quarter.
How’s it going in your company?
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I’ll go first
Company category: Mar-tech startup, (series A funded). Country: India Industry: B2B SaaS Situation: Were doing extremely well until mid 2022. Since then, the company’s vision and mission keeps changing. Had layoffs recently and current marketing team morale is really low with the CMO themself confused and not sure of what the strategy is for the next quarter.
How’s it going in your company?
2023.06.04 22:14 ptahhotep_ Canopic Chest of Shoshenq I (r. 943-922 BC)
This calcite-alabaster canopic chest and its lid were made for storing the canopic jars of Shoshenq I (943-922 BC), the founder of the 22nd Dynasty of Egypt. The nomen and prenomen cartouches of Shoshenq I are carved on the surface. No trace has yet been found of the tomb of Shoshenq I.
Egyptologists differ over the location of the tomb of Shoshenq I and speculate that he may have been buried somewhere in Tanis.
Perhaps in one of the anonymous royal tombs there—or in Bubastis. He is presumed to be the Shishak mentioned in the Hebrew Bible. His exploits are carved on the Bubastite Portal in the Karnak Temple Complex.
What was the purpose of the canopic chest? Canopic chests are cases used by ancient Egyptians to contain the internal organs removed during the process of mummification.
The Canopic jars usually contained the liver, intestines, lungs, and stomach. There was no jar for the heart: the ancient Egyptians believed it to be the seat of the soul, and so it was left inside the body. The jars protected them so the deceased could bring them on their journey to the Afterlife.
The earliest known canopic chest is the calcite example of Hetepheres, wife of Sneferu of the 4th Dynasty from Giza, and now on display in the Egyptian Museum, Cairo.
This relic is the sole funerary object linked to King Shoshenq I. In 1891 CE, Julius Isaac donated this chest and its lid to the Egyptian Museum of Berlin.
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Egyptologists differ over the location of the tomb of Shoshenq I and speculate that he may have been buried somewhere in Tanis.
Perhaps in one of the anonymous royal tombs there—or in Bubastis. He is presumed to be the Shishak mentioned in the Hebrew Bible. His exploits are carved on the Bubastite Portal in the Karnak Temple Complex.
What was the purpose of the canopic chest? Canopic chests are cases used by ancient Egyptians to contain the internal organs removed during the process of mummification.
The Canopic jars usually contained the liver, intestines, lungs, and stomach. There was no jar for the heart: the ancient Egyptians believed it to be the seat of the soul, and so it was left inside the body. The jars protected them so the deceased could bring them on their journey to the Afterlife.
The earliest known canopic chest is the calcite example of Hetepheres, wife of Sneferu of the 4th Dynasty from Giza, and now on display in the Egyptian Museum, Cairo.
This relic is the sole funerary object linked to King Shoshenq I. In 1891 CE, Julius Isaac donated this chest and its lid to the Egyptian Museum of Berlin.
2023.06.04 22:14 charmingyounglad I really hate calling myself “trans”
I just feel like a man, I have the soul and mind of a young man, the only differing thing is my genitalia. I don’t like to call myself “transgender” it’s kind of embarrassing for me, I don’t really want to associate with the community, I just want to live the right life, I am “pre-transition” but I think there’s definitely a point where I’ll be done, but even before I don’t feel a need to label myself transgender, I’m not cis either, I’m just a man with a birth defect, honestly.
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2023.06.04 22:14 NoCommute New remote job at Affirm
Affirm is hiring a Business Development Associate
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2023.06.04 22:13 Vawzene Does anyone have this FERRARI F355 CHALLENGE "PERSEPHONE" mod?
2023.06.04 22:13 ArtVandelay313 Getting a Filling Without Numbing. Doable or am I Completely Out to Lunch?
I know some fillings can be done without numbing. My last one a handful of years ago was done without numbing, but it was just a small smooth surface cavity. The one I’m getting filled in next week is a pit cavity. Is it humanly possible and do you have any patients who can tolerate it?
Full disclosure: due to a history of allergic reactions, I am absolutely terrified of drugs. Granted, I’ve never had a reaction to local anesthetics, but at the same time I never had a reaction to a couple of other drugs until I suddenly did. And after 3 strikes you begin to simply not trust your body with drugs anymore. I won’t even take Tylenol or cold medicine.
Thanks in advance for any replies.
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Full disclosure: due to a history of allergic reactions, I am absolutely terrified of drugs. Granted, I’ve never had a reaction to local anesthetics, but at the same time I never had a reaction to a couple of other drugs until I suddenly did. And after 3 strikes you begin to simply not trust your body with drugs anymore. I won’t even take Tylenol or cold medicine.
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2023.06.04 22:13 sorry_thankyou_sorry Neighbor couple is harassing me, I keep only responding legally and peacefully, and it is making them even worse.
Hey reddit, let me start out with an apology for any errors I make, I'm dyslexic, this is my first time posting here, and I'm still really anxious and upset about everything going on, in particular as I have diagnosed PTSD and G.A.D. It also is probably appropriate to give a trigger warning for just about anything one could be sensitive too, from assault, to cancer, to death, because my life has had it all lately.... This is the very long winded story of how my neighbor couple, who are a toxic combination of entitled and addicted to some kind of uppers, are trying to make my life a living hell, and, how I am not retaliating and it's somehow making them even more hateful...
Relevant backstory about me/my home situation- I (36F) bought my house all by myself (yah!) in 2016 before everything got super expensive. I am a career musician, but because what I make performing in an indie band and in royalties varies WILDLY from year to year, I also am proud to be the primary child care provider for my niece, and three other long time family friend's children who are now between the ages of 5 and 7 but have come to my home for daycare and even over nights and weekends sometimes since they were infants we're all like a little extended family. I live alone other than my little pets and the children who are often here.
In June 2022 I was misdiagnosed with Inflammatory Breast Cancer (most deadly kind of breast cancer) and spent 6 weeks helping my parents and the kids and my friends get ready to help me... then lose me basically, before it was determined it was NOT inflammatory breast cancer (yah!) I just had Regular old precancerous tissue being made to look even worse than it was because the tissue had also developed an antibodic-resistant infection allll over the tissue under my breast. Ultimately good news except the very next day one of the moms in our little childcare group died instead. Like some kind of nasty joke God was making that wasn't funny and I'm still not over. Then, my insurance company decided to fight me over surgery to have the tissue and infection removed while cycling me through endless rounds of antibiotics and more invasive (but cheaper for my insurance) treatments. I did the best I could to keep up with my home and life and still help with the kids but I was *really really* sick until February of this year (2023) when I finally got my surgery, and I'm still really struggling with the lose of my friend both for myself and her son. I also have no money or savings or anything of a safety net left anymore. I had to access it all while I was sick and paying for my surgery/medical care (so you now know I'm American I suppose).
Now, onto the neighbors...
In August 2022, this couple moved in nextdoor and have been single handedly changing the block vibe from "Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood where a few of the parents smoke weed here and there" to "Nightmare on Elm Street featuring Crack" and I am not sure that I have ever seen so up close and personal the inner workings of.... sociopaths? Or whatever the correct name for people who are habitual lairs and take pleasure in causing harm to others (and maybe each other?). They are heavy drinkers, heavy cannabis users (no shade, I got my med card before surgery and with edibles I didn't even need other prescription pain meds!! but anything can be a problem for some people), and most unfortunately they do some kind of pills or something that make them very "up". While the wife is typically too "out of it" to maintain work, the husband works from home as some type of an accountant and seems to keep it together, and make just enough money, to maintain their "lifestyle" which basically means they do a lot of drugs and super weird addict things, but with an aura of entitlement. It's a toxic combination.
The couple, who I will call Sackie (44F) and Jam(41M), originally presented themselves as an older couple with Sackie in particular having many health issues.... and I will admit I first mistook her for being older and originally assumed her manner of speaking (a bit low, mumbled and slurred, without a good awareness to social cues or appropriateness, like trying to talk to me about how her brother molested her but her mom payed off the law to make it go away or how later she started a business with said mom, but her mom started having an affair with Jam's boss and that's how they met... in front of the children and/or in maybe my second conversation with her) for some kind of stroke. It was only after many awkward rambling conversations with Sackie that I realized they were actually not much older at all, and her many health issues (more on this later) were fictional or simply from withdrawals/drug use. I did learn, however, that Jam and Sackie have a long, sorted, unpleasant history, with just about everyone they'd ever met... and somehow, it was always they who were the victims.
Now, I try very hard not to victim blame and I know from personal experience that sometimes good people have strings of unfortunate events in their lives-- but Sackie's recounts of events were often hard to understand, or contradictory to previous stories she had told, sometimes even within the same conversation. So I knew almost right away she wasn't a reliable narrator, but, with our houses being located about 12 feet apart, my original misinterpretation of them as an older couple, and with Sackie intentionally lying about some things to get my sympathy.... I had no idea how bad they both really were or what I was in for...
I first spoke with Sackie more than just saying hi in passing sometime around Thanksgiving (American Thanksgiving) when she knocked on my door to ask if she and Jam could give me an extra out door Christmas ornamental they had. I thought they were just being Christmasy and kind. I didn't have the kids at my house that week and Sackie smelled the cannabis I had been enjoying on my couch (a rarity honestly) and said, "oh is that what I think it is?" Paranoid that she was offended I blurted out, "oh yes I have a cannabis prescription, this is probably TMI but if you notice me home and slagging a lot it is because I am waiting for breast surgery."
Sackie's face lite up, "Thats not TMI, I'm waiting for breast surgery too! I had uterine cancer and now I'm waiting for a double mastectomy. And don't worry I'm a medical user too" Now, I have since learned this to be a lie, but at the time it definitely made me feel sorry for her and I was just relieved I hadn't been "caught" by a neighbor who was offended by cannabis.
However, once Sackie learned I had weed.... well, she wanted to be my best friend. In fact, she almost invented a fantasy friendship with me. Asking for my number in case they needed someone to look in on their pets during the holidays to quickly turned to her calling and texting pages and pages of messages-- about how Jam abused her, and was cheating on her, how she had nobody and was so scared approaching her (fake) upcoming double mastectomy, how he'd made sure her name wasn't on the house when they bought it and he'd locked her out of all their money... and could she please have some weed because she was so sick? Oh she had a seizure because she was so sick could she please have some weed?? It went on and on, always about wanting weed, rides places, confusing pages of texts about how she was watching "dead to me" and how it was so unfair she didn't have a friend like those characters?? Could I be that friend??
It was intense. And I didn't handle it well. I did my best to just respond to her slower and slower apart and just be nice but short and say no that I didn't have or couldn't do XYZ for her.
Her begging and neediness intensified rapidly, sometimes she would come to my door and knock and ask for weed and I would feel obligated to give it to her just to get her away. She was always on something a lot more intense than weed when she'd knock. It was scary and sometimes the kids were here. She started texting me asking if I had "anything stronger" than weed and when I was understandablely like "no I don't do those things" she sent me about four pages about how she just meant "xanxa" because she used to have a standing prescription for xanxa and it helped her so much but she had "quit all her medicine except good ol weed and seeing a chiropractor" and was doing oh so much better now but just needed some but it was okay because she found another friend to give it to her.
This was the first time I expressly told her no and not to ask me about that type of thing and where she started to turn her fantasy friendship into me into a fantasy feud.
Shortly after she sent me another page long text saying, "not to be a bitch but I'm done with our one sided friendship." I responded that I understood, at this point it was Dec 22nd (2022) and I was just trying to spend time with my family. I said something like, "I understand, I have some health problems that make it hard for me to make new friends or even keep up with my current friends, but I will see you around as a neighbor." And hoped to never hear from her again.
Oh, how short that hope was. Several days later I started getting pages of frantic apologies, but also trying to make me feel guilty, and more frantic apologies, and letting me know that Jam is not cheating on her and evil and leaving her with nothing, and they're both such great people and always here if I need anything!!!
It's honestly hard to explain how unstable even her "nice" texts would sound and I'm not sure if we can post screen shots in this sub, but trust me, this woman and her husband are just constant, intense, invasive drama. While she and Jam both made me uncomfortable, almost like watching for when I would first let my dogs out in the morning or when a friend left my house and texting me about it... waiting on their front porch chain smoking for me to come outside then rushing over to talk-block me into conversations about other neighbors they hated, Jam's bosses affair with Sackie's mom, to tell me how sick they were, about how Sackie had to quit multiple jobs because her bosses would always sexually harass her... And stupid me would just try to kinda smile and nod and get out of the conversation.
I was so uncomfortable and somewhat scared of them because of the way they would talk about other people and each other and... its hard to describe but if anyone has even been close with someone using something like meth, you know how crazy their behaviors can be, even if they are being "nice." But until April 2023, they were just a bother, not a danger.
April was when Sackie's fantasy friendship with me turned into a full blown fantasy feud...
In early April, I was supposed to be recovered enough from surgery that I could work again so I to started to watch the children every week again, and apply for music gigs again... but unfortunately got a staph infection in my left breasts wound. I ended up being in a lot of pain and back on antibiotics and pretty out of it on my couch for a few days, though I managed not to be hospitalized again (yah!).
During the few days I was pretty much out of it during the infection, Jam and Sackie decided it would be a good time to get really "uppered" to rip up all the ornamental ivy in our shares breezeway (fine) but also OFF THE SIDE OF MY HOUSE AND OUT AROUND MY FRONT PORCH. They pulled down wires on the side of my house and did this during rainy season meaning they exposed my homes foundation to massive amounts of water no longer protected by plants and top soil.
I was in total shock. They hadn't asked permission, or even mentioned disliking the ivy, and they were clearly on something and STILL trying to rip up things around my front porch.
My kind, 70 year old father was over on April 14th, to help me do some weatheseason appropriate yard work I was struggling to do one my own because of the staph infection and we decided we had to try to say something to them about it, because at this point they were out front talking about what they were going to do AROUND MY FRONT PORCH. But again, wanting to keep peace my dad and I went outside and my dad just politely asked Sackie about what they were doing and, said something along the lines of, "well okay, just please don't do anything else on our side because we are going to take care of that ourselves..." and before he could even finish Sackie suddenly, in her slurred speech, yells "Do you think I'm fucking Stupid??" at my dad.
Now, at this point I can't take it anymore. My father thought he was going to have to change my diapers while I DIED this year. He does not deserve to be yelled at by some methed out neighbor. So I said, "Sackie, don't speak to my father that way, he is just looking out for me."
At which point Sackie LOSES IT and starts hollering to Jam and possibly just herself about how my dad and I are "so rude and trashy" and how they can do whatever they want because, they want things to look nice, etc etc, at which point I was just like, "come one dad let's go inside."
My dad and I worked on some chores in the back yard, then he was like, "I know we didn't do anything wrong, but let's go apologize because you don't want to have neighbor issues."
However, when we went back out front Sackie was literally pacing back and forward in the breezeway ranting to herself about how she had every right to do whatever she wanted with what I can only describe as a look of pure and total unhinged insanity. You know how when actors play their first role on screen after doing stage acting for years and so their movements come across as completely over the top? That's a lot how Sackie looked that day stalking up and down alley talking to herself, like a director had just told her, "act really nuts!" Except Sackie wasn't acting. My dad said, "okay, well, we tried, some people just want to be upset," to me, and we went back to working on my house.
Keep in mind, I was still on heavy duty antiboditics and fighting a staph infection at this time, and was trying to get the house in shape for my kiddo who's mom had passed away to be able to sleep over at my house that night to give his dad a little break. I figured Sackie would bitch about me to Jam and whoever else she could get to listen (like how she would speak about others to me) but eventually get over it and go back to trying to have her fantasy friendship with me, because after all, she was able to nag me into giving her free weed occasionally, and all my dad and I had done was ask her not to do anything else on my property, right? How mad could she be?)
Well, apparently, something I have now learned, is when someone addicted to uppers decides you are their fixation, they are as addicted to causing you hell.
The following day Sackie (and Sam according to her texts) sent me pages and pages of texts, again I'm not sure on the character limits or screen shot policy here, but basically she sent me about 10 text pages about how my dad and I were so rude and disgusting and she and Jam had the right to do anything they wanted as the breezeway is "their's " (again, that is their property on that side but only up until a foot and half or so away from my house, and definitely not around my front porch) and how she and Jam have always been so nice to me and I'm just such a terrible person, and "YOU'RE WELCOME " for how that side of my house will look?
She used a lot more curse words and details than that, many of which were not even truthful and were hard to understand, and kept bringing up a Tupperware container and a cloth canvas bag that she had left some kind of soup she made for my friend (my friend who Sackie also made extremely uncomfortable but would try to be polite to her when she was outside smoking) when my friend had to stay with me for a few weeks after she had to get a hysterectomy and needed help recovering, and saying "and just throw out that Tupperware I gave you, you have no idea the kind of niceness I've constantly given to you!" (remember friends, even this major pushover knows-- kindness done with the expectation of something in return is just manipulation) Like, somehow this unwanted soup she'd left my friend when she was recovering here in March 2023, made it okay for her to do whatever she wanted on my property?
This also feels like an appropriate time to add that it was when my friend was recovering at my house that I learned the extent of Sackie's lies about her health. Remember how I said she'd gained my sympathy by pretending she had breast cancer and was waiting on a double mastectomy? Her story was that she had found out she had uterine cancer after a miscarriage and she'd had to have a full hysterectomy and the cancer had spread and so she needed a double mastectomy now but she was having trouble with her insurance and her husband, that is why she wanted to mold me into her "Dead to Me" friend, right?
Nope. Apparently not. As, she told my friend that, "she knew exactly what she was going through because she had just terrible, terrible, periods and has endometriosis too, just like my friend, but she hasn't been able to get the hysterectomy she needed yet because she didn't have a doctor because she didn't do Western Medicine anymore, all she needed was a chiropractor and weed... oh and the hysterectomy for her terrible endometriosis just like my friend." She also said something that implied her husband was getting her a boob job, for cosmetic reasons, and there had never been cancer at all. I have no idea if the miscarriage was a lie too or not, and it isn't really relevant other than to stress, that Sackie and her husband really have a hard time with the truth.
Anyway, after her round of nasty texts after the ivy incident, I sent her back an extremely polite and short text, saying I was sorry she felt so offended by my dad and I asking her not to do anything else on my property, and I was very happy to respect their wishes for us not to communicate and I wished them well.
The next two weeks or so, until April 29th 2023, Sackie and Jam made me uncomfortable but were manageable. They did things like intentionally stacking hay against my fence, talking loudly to each other about how "trashy" I was, and at one point in time even pretending to do yard work but actually just smashing the side of my house with shovels! They even had someone else over at some point they were intentionally loud explaining too about how disgusting the ivy was and what a favor they were doing "cleaning it up".... but honestly I didn't even really care.
My paralegal friend recommended I start documenting things though, because she said some of the worst people she's seen in court are functional, entitled, drug addicts and I should not assume they would return to reason, and that it would be a good idea if I let the Neighborhood Stabilization Officer know what was going on, start documentation, and draft up a cease and desist to send if they did anything else and man, she was right, so right in fact, we didn't even have time to send the cease and desist.
On April 24th, out of nowhere, she sent me another several pages of unhinged texts, once again talking about how I should thank her for ripping up my ivy, throw away her Tupperware, how I was a terrible person and she and her husband and everyone think I'm on the Spectrum (hey man, autism is highly under diagnosed in women and that isn't the insult they think it is, but I could tell she thought she was calling me the R word), and just nasty absurd abusive things.
I sent her a text simply saying "Do not communicate with me or anyone at my house or threaten me or my pets again."
I found that dumb Tupperware and canvas bag she kept bringing up like it was gold, and put them on a porch along with another letter saying the same as in my text.
Jam responded this time, by smashing the Tupperware and leaving it back on my porch....
Now on April 29th, while I was hosting a sleep over for 3 of the children, and, as bad as this couple had been, I honestly believed they weren't bad enough to cause me trouble when the children were here with me. Looking back, I can't tell you why I gave them that kind of credit. Sackie self published a childrens book in her early 30's, and spoke of volunteering at children's libraries, at least according to her, and I suppose I thought that meant she'd have a respect for kids even if they did not have respect for me.... once again, I was wrong.
Around 5 or 6pm, the kids and I went out onto my front porch to bring our pizza inside at the same time as Sackie was getting out of getting out of her drug dealers car with him, she began screaming profanities at me, saying I was disgusting, threatening the pets, and other things I couldn't really understand fully due to her slurred speech once again but verbally assaulting me but this time, in front of the children was the last straw I had.
I quickly got the kids inside, away from her, and served them the pizza. I told them not to worry about the neighbor, that she was a kind of sick that made people yell when they shouldn't sometimes and they should just ignore her. I made sure they were content talking amongst themselves and eating pizza and strawberries- and went to call the police and finally told them about all the ongoing harassment, threats, begging, drug use, and now screaming and profanities in front of the children and asked for help.
Then I got ahold of one of the other moms who came and picked up all three of the kids, and we just pretended that we decided it was a better idea for them have a sleep over at her friend's house than mine. The kids were fine, but as soon as they left I lost it. Just big gut crying. The months of being nagged for weed, rides, and favors, getting passive aggressive texts about not being Sackie's new insta best friend, feeling like I was being watched constantly, worrying about Sackie saying inappropriate things in front of the children, dealing with Jam's creepy stares and used car sales man persona, the past weeks of their new upper fueled obsession with my property line and being the new fixation of their abuse, trying to be kind to them even as I struggled with my breast disease and Sackie trying to me as an emotional punching bag and free weed. I was finally crying so so so hard, my neighbors on my other side (a lovely couple my age) heard and rushed out and had me come wait inside and were so so so nice to me while I looked insane (did I forget to mention I'd let the kids 'do' my make up, meaning they'd painted my whole face with eye shadow including giving me a sparkly beard?) until the police arrived.
Now I live in a really nice neighborhood, but I am in one of the highest crime cities in America and our politicians and police staff are internationally questioned, so I was actually really impressed that the police came, cared, and, that somehow in my state, I *still* apparently looked less insane than Sackie and Jam.
They responded fairly quickly, and patiently looked over the wild texts from Jackie, my accounts of her and Jam passively terrorizing me, and checked out the side of my yard which they had originally ripped up the ivy and started this whole insane fantasy fight with me over.
They very much believed me and said I should have called them sooner, which surprised me. Sackie refused to come out and speak with the police but Jam came out to speak to the police via using his back door so Sackie could keep hiding.
The police came back and let me know that if Jam was the lesser of my two issues that I needed to becareful because they couldn't do anything on "hear say" but that Sackie had refused to speak with them and Jam reeked of alcohol. They said they told them to leave me alone, and that I had already agreed to do the same, and to just leave me alone, but that if they did anything I needed to call them because of how bad Jam, the lesser of the two, looked.
They left, I thanked them and my kind neighbors and felt like, it must be over right? Because if you do things like send pages of rambling violent, threatening texts, destroy property, and take so many drugs that your speech is slurred 24/7, and the cops come and tell you stop bothering your neighbor, you'd be scared right?
Again, I was mistaken to assume that Sackie and Jam's line of thinking would be at all on the side of logic, even in terms of simple self preservation. As soon as the cops left, Sackie and Jam came into my front yard and began to loudly talk about how disgusting I was to each other again. At this point I have both of their numbers blocked on my phone, but Sackie must has used one of those apps that allows you to text people who have blocked you and messaged me... "Have a great weekend"
So I go ahead and call the police who again, I am both pleased, and surprised, and a little scared by how quickly they return because my city is very high crime and for them to pay any attention to my calls means they must have clocked the neighbors as actual threat.
Sackie and Jam did go inside before the police came back though, and this time they both simply refused to open the door to the police. I imagine they had done many more drugs at this point.
The police said that they couldn't do anything since technically nothing had a record yet, but suggested that I file for a restraining order and provided all of the information I needed to do so. I was still sort of wishy washy about having a legal issue with my neighbors, but after talking it over with a few close girlfriends, one of them messaged me passionately outside of our little group chat about how much this couple, Sackie in particular, was behaving like a lot like her mother, a meth addict with a sense of entitlement who made her neighbors and everyone around hers life hell, obsessing over property lines and turned down begging, until eventually went to prison for 13 years for stabbing my friends dad. He lived thankfully.
But she was right, and my earlier mentioned paralegal friend helped me put together my paper work and evidence for a restraining order which we filed that Monday (April 30th).
They were served their papers on May 4th and thankfully, that *did* scare them into leaving me alone. Jam and Sackie would still intentionally talk badly about me to each other outside when they knew I could hear, and I imagine Sackie was trying to tell anyone who would listen what a bitch I was, but as long as myself and the children were unbothered I felt fine.
The court date came and I made the mistake again of assuming court mediation would be enough. Sackie showed up using a cain and pretending to be feeble, sickly and older, like she had done to me when we first met. Jam still looked creepy but wore a suit. My lawyer, who is also my middle school boyfriends father as an aside, was pretty confident I could get a full restraining if we went to court, but they agreed to restraining order terms as long as it stayed off their record for the purposes of background checks.
The way this works in my city is if they violate the terms it then automatically becomes a full order of protection-- but if they don't it gives them a chance to keep their records clean. It also would save me some money, because even though my lawyer was handling things at friend prices he couldn't do it for free. So I agreed to that. They were to stay away from me, my guests, not contact me on any platform, not harm me or my pets, it all seemed pretty fair and reasonable to me.
But alas, Sackie and Jam are not reasonable people. Literally the moment they got home from court Jam began working on some kind of project in his back yard, cursing about me to himself and clearly back on some kind of upper, he assembled and drilled this... strange tarp thing to my fence ???? Yes, my fence, and yes, this is illegal but I didn't have any luck getting the police to come out this time.
It has continued on this way. Them trying to do everything they can to harass me as much as possible without technically violating the order.
They're still trying to make my life hell, and, I am pretty sure my only option is to wait for them to physically harm me, on camera, for anything to happen.
So yes. That is how I kept trying to give my neighbors the benefit of the doubt, and in exchange, they're making my life hell. As I type this now Jam is out in the front yard, hovering on our property line, watering the grass, breathing heavy, grunting, and giving my ring camera dirty looks.
I don't have a good way to wrap this up, but, it felt good writing it all out to share anonymously. Thankyou reddit.
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Relevant backstory about me/my home situation- I (36F) bought my house all by myself (yah!) in 2016 before everything got super expensive. I am a career musician, but because what I make performing in an indie band and in royalties varies WILDLY from year to year, I also am proud to be the primary child care provider for my niece, and three other long time family friend's children who are now between the ages of 5 and 7 but have come to my home for daycare and even over nights and weekends sometimes since they were infants we're all like a little extended family. I live alone other than my little pets and the children who are often here.
In June 2022 I was misdiagnosed with Inflammatory Breast Cancer (most deadly kind of breast cancer) and spent 6 weeks helping my parents and the kids and my friends get ready to help me... then lose me basically, before it was determined it was NOT inflammatory breast cancer (yah!) I just had Regular old precancerous tissue being made to look even worse than it was because the tissue had also developed an antibodic-resistant infection allll over the tissue under my breast. Ultimately good news except the very next day one of the moms in our little childcare group died instead. Like some kind of nasty joke God was making that wasn't funny and I'm still not over. Then, my insurance company decided to fight me over surgery to have the tissue and infection removed while cycling me through endless rounds of antibiotics and more invasive (but cheaper for my insurance) treatments. I did the best I could to keep up with my home and life and still help with the kids but I was *really really* sick until February of this year (2023) when I finally got my surgery, and I'm still really struggling with the lose of my friend both for myself and her son. I also have no money or savings or anything of a safety net left anymore. I had to access it all while I was sick and paying for my surgery/medical care (so you now know I'm American I suppose).
Now, onto the neighbors...
In August 2022, this couple moved in nextdoor and have been single handedly changing the block vibe from "Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood where a few of the parents smoke weed here and there" to "Nightmare on Elm Street featuring Crack" and I am not sure that I have ever seen so up close and personal the inner workings of.... sociopaths? Or whatever the correct name for people who are habitual lairs and take pleasure in causing harm to others (and maybe each other?). They are heavy drinkers, heavy cannabis users (no shade, I got my med card before surgery and with edibles I didn't even need other prescription pain meds!! but anything can be a problem for some people), and most unfortunately they do some kind of pills or something that make them very "up". While the wife is typically too "out of it" to maintain work, the husband works from home as some type of an accountant and seems to keep it together, and make just enough money, to maintain their "lifestyle" which basically means they do a lot of drugs and super weird addict things, but with an aura of entitlement. It's a toxic combination.
The couple, who I will call Sackie (44F) and Jam(41M), originally presented themselves as an older couple with Sackie in particular having many health issues.... and I will admit I first mistook her for being older and originally assumed her manner of speaking (a bit low, mumbled and slurred, without a good awareness to social cues or appropriateness, like trying to talk to me about how her brother molested her but her mom payed off the law to make it go away or how later she started a business with said mom, but her mom started having an affair with Jam's boss and that's how they met... in front of the children and/or in maybe my second conversation with her) for some kind of stroke. It was only after many awkward rambling conversations with Sackie that I realized they were actually not much older at all, and her many health issues (more on this later) were fictional or simply from withdrawals/drug use. I did learn, however, that Jam and Sackie have a long, sorted, unpleasant history, with just about everyone they'd ever met... and somehow, it was always they who were the victims.
Now, I try very hard not to victim blame and I know from personal experience that sometimes good people have strings of unfortunate events in their lives-- but Sackie's recounts of events were often hard to understand, or contradictory to previous stories she had told, sometimes even within the same conversation. So I knew almost right away she wasn't a reliable narrator, but, with our houses being located about 12 feet apart, my original misinterpretation of them as an older couple, and with Sackie intentionally lying about some things to get my sympathy.... I had no idea how bad they both really were or what I was in for...
I first spoke with Sackie more than just saying hi in passing sometime around Thanksgiving (American Thanksgiving) when she knocked on my door to ask if she and Jam could give me an extra out door Christmas ornamental they had. I thought they were just being Christmasy and kind. I didn't have the kids at my house that week and Sackie smelled the cannabis I had been enjoying on my couch (a rarity honestly) and said, "oh is that what I think it is?" Paranoid that she was offended I blurted out, "oh yes I have a cannabis prescription, this is probably TMI but if you notice me home and slagging a lot it is because I am waiting for breast surgery."
Sackie's face lite up, "Thats not TMI, I'm waiting for breast surgery too! I had uterine cancer and now I'm waiting for a double mastectomy. And don't worry I'm a medical user too" Now, I have since learned this to be a lie, but at the time it definitely made me feel sorry for her and I was just relieved I hadn't been "caught" by a neighbor who was offended by cannabis.
However, once Sackie learned I had weed.... well, she wanted to be my best friend. In fact, she almost invented a fantasy friendship with me. Asking for my number in case they needed someone to look in on their pets during the holidays to quickly turned to her calling and texting pages and pages of messages-- about how Jam abused her, and was cheating on her, how she had nobody and was so scared approaching her (fake) upcoming double mastectomy, how he'd made sure her name wasn't on the house when they bought it and he'd locked her out of all their money... and could she please have some weed because she was so sick? Oh she had a seizure because she was so sick could she please have some weed?? It went on and on, always about wanting weed, rides places, confusing pages of texts about how she was watching "dead to me" and how it was so unfair she didn't have a friend like those characters?? Could I be that friend??
It was intense. And I didn't handle it well. I did my best to just respond to her slower and slower apart and just be nice but short and say no that I didn't have or couldn't do XYZ for her.
Her begging and neediness intensified rapidly, sometimes she would come to my door and knock and ask for weed and I would feel obligated to give it to her just to get her away. She was always on something a lot more intense than weed when she'd knock. It was scary and sometimes the kids were here. She started texting me asking if I had "anything stronger" than weed and when I was understandablely like "no I don't do those things" she sent me about four pages about how she just meant "xanxa" because she used to have a standing prescription for xanxa and it helped her so much but she had "quit all her medicine except good ol weed and seeing a chiropractor" and was doing oh so much better now but just needed some but it was okay because she found another friend to give it to her.
This was the first time I expressly told her no and not to ask me about that type of thing and where she started to turn her fantasy friendship into me into a fantasy feud.
Shortly after she sent me another page long text saying, "not to be a bitch but I'm done with our one sided friendship." I responded that I understood, at this point it was Dec 22nd (2022) and I was just trying to spend time with my family. I said something like, "I understand, I have some health problems that make it hard for me to make new friends or even keep up with my current friends, but I will see you around as a neighbor." And hoped to never hear from her again.
Oh, how short that hope was. Several days later I started getting pages of frantic apologies, but also trying to make me feel guilty, and more frantic apologies, and letting me know that Jam is not cheating on her and evil and leaving her with nothing, and they're both such great people and always here if I need anything!!!
It's honestly hard to explain how unstable even her "nice" texts would sound and I'm not sure if we can post screen shots in this sub, but trust me, this woman and her husband are just constant, intense, invasive drama. While she and Jam both made me uncomfortable, almost like watching for when I would first let my dogs out in the morning or when a friend left my house and texting me about it... waiting on their front porch chain smoking for me to come outside then rushing over to talk-block me into conversations about other neighbors they hated, Jam's bosses affair with Sackie's mom, to tell me how sick they were, about how Sackie had to quit multiple jobs because her bosses would always sexually harass her... And stupid me would just try to kinda smile and nod and get out of the conversation.
I was so uncomfortable and somewhat scared of them because of the way they would talk about other people and each other and... its hard to describe but if anyone has even been close with someone using something like meth, you know how crazy their behaviors can be, even if they are being "nice." But until April 2023, they were just a bother, not a danger.
April was when Sackie's fantasy friendship with me turned into a full blown fantasy feud...
In early April, I was supposed to be recovered enough from surgery that I could work again so I to started to watch the children every week again, and apply for music gigs again... but unfortunately got a staph infection in my left breasts wound. I ended up being in a lot of pain and back on antibiotics and pretty out of it on my couch for a few days, though I managed not to be hospitalized again (yah!).
During the few days I was pretty much out of it during the infection, Jam and Sackie decided it would be a good time to get really "uppered" to rip up all the ornamental ivy in our shares breezeway (fine) but also OFF THE SIDE OF MY HOUSE AND OUT AROUND MY FRONT PORCH. They pulled down wires on the side of my house and did this during rainy season meaning they exposed my homes foundation to massive amounts of water no longer protected by plants and top soil.
I was in total shock. They hadn't asked permission, or even mentioned disliking the ivy, and they were clearly on something and STILL trying to rip up things around my front porch.
My kind, 70 year old father was over on April 14th, to help me do some weatheseason appropriate yard work I was struggling to do one my own because of the staph infection and we decided we had to try to say something to them about it, because at this point they were out front talking about what they were going to do AROUND MY FRONT PORCH. But again, wanting to keep peace my dad and I went outside and my dad just politely asked Sackie about what they were doing and, said something along the lines of, "well okay, just please don't do anything else on our side because we are going to take care of that ourselves..." and before he could even finish Sackie suddenly, in her slurred speech, yells "Do you think I'm fucking Stupid??" at my dad.
Now, at this point I can't take it anymore. My father thought he was going to have to change my diapers while I DIED this year. He does not deserve to be yelled at by some methed out neighbor. So I said, "Sackie, don't speak to my father that way, he is just looking out for me."
At which point Sackie LOSES IT and starts hollering to Jam and possibly just herself about how my dad and I are "so rude and trashy" and how they can do whatever they want because, they want things to look nice, etc etc, at which point I was just like, "come one dad let's go inside."
My dad and I worked on some chores in the back yard, then he was like, "I know we didn't do anything wrong, but let's go apologize because you don't want to have neighbor issues."
However, when we went back out front Sackie was literally pacing back and forward in the breezeway ranting to herself about how she had every right to do whatever she wanted with what I can only describe as a look of pure and total unhinged insanity. You know how when actors play their first role on screen after doing stage acting for years and so their movements come across as completely over the top? That's a lot how Sackie looked that day stalking up and down alley talking to herself, like a director had just told her, "act really nuts!" Except Sackie wasn't acting. My dad said, "okay, well, we tried, some people just want to be upset," to me, and we went back to working on my house.
Keep in mind, I was still on heavy duty antiboditics and fighting a staph infection at this time, and was trying to get the house in shape for my kiddo who's mom had passed away to be able to sleep over at my house that night to give his dad a little break. I figured Sackie would bitch about me to Jam and whoever else she could get to listen (like how she would speak about others to me) but eventually get over it and go back to trying to have her fantasy friendship with me, because after all, she was able to nag me into giving her free weed occasionally, and all my dad and I had done was ask her not to do anything else on my property, right? How mad could she be?)
Well, apparently, something I have now learned, is when someone addicted to uppers decides you are their fixation, they are as addicted to causing you hell.
The following day Sackie (and Sam according to her texts) sent me pages and pages of texts, again I'm not sure on the character limits or screen shot policy here, but basically she sent me about 10 text pages about how my dad and I were so rude and disgusting and she and Jam had the right to do anything they wanted as the breezeway is "their's " (again, that is their property on that side but only up until a foot and half or so away from my house, and definitely not around my front porch) and how she and Jam have always been so nice to me and I'm just such a terrible person, and "YOU'RE WELCOME " for how that side of my house will look?
She used a lot more curse words and details than that, many of which were not even truthful and were hard to understand, and kept bringing up a Tupperware container and a cloth canvas bag that she had left some kind of soup she made for my friend (my friend who Sackie also made extremely uncomfortable but would try to be polite to her when she was outside smoking) when my friend had to stay with me for a few weeks after she had to get a hysterectomy and needed help recovering, and saying "and just throw out that Tupperware I gave you, you have no idea the kind of niceness I've constantly given to you!" (remember friends, even this major pushover knows-- kindness done with the expectation of something in return is just manipulation) Like, somehow this unwanted soup she'd left my friend when she was recovering here in March 2023, made it okay for her to do whatever she wanted on my property?
This also feels like an appropriate time to add that it was when my friend was recovering at my house that I learned the extent of Sackie's lies about her health. Remember how I said she'd gained my sympathy by pretending she had breast cancer and was waiting on a double mastectomy? Her story was that she had found out she had uterine cancer after a miscarriage and she'd had to have a full hysterectomy and the cancer had spread and so she needed a double mastectomy now but she was having trouble with her insurance and her husband, that is why she wanted to mold me into her "Dead to Me" friend, right?
Nope. Apparently not. As, she told my friend that, "she knew exactly what she was going through because she had just terrible, terrible, periods and has endometriosis too, just like my friend, but she hasn't been able to get the hysterectomy she needed yet because she didn't have a doctor because she didn't do Western Medicine anymore, all she needed was a chiropractor and weed... oh and the hysterectomy for her terrible endometriosis just like my friend." She also said something that implied her husband was getting her a boob job, for cosmetic reasons, and there had never been cancer at all. I have no idea if the miscarriage was a lie too or not, and it isn't really relevant other than to stress, that Sackie and her husband really have a hard time with the truth.
Anyway, after her round of nasty texts after the ivy incident, I sent her back an extremely polite and short text, saying I was sorry she felt so offended by my dad and I asking her not to do anything else on my property, and I was very happy to respect their wishes for us not to communicate and I wished them well.
The next two weeks or so, until April 29th 2023, Sackie and Jam made me uncomfortable but were manageable. They did things like intentionally stacking hay against my fence, talking loudly to each other about how "trashy" I was, and at one point in time even pretending to do yard work but actually just smashing the side of my house with shovels! They even had someone else over at some point they were intentionally loud explaining too about how disgusting the ivy was and what a favor they were doing "cleaning it up".... but honestly I didn't even really care.
My paralegal friend recommended I start documenting things though, because she said some of the worst people she's seen in court are functional, entitled, drug addicts and I should not assume they would return to reason, and that it would be a good idea if I let the Neighborhood Stabilization Officer know what was going on, start documentation, and draft up a cease and desist to send if they did anything else and man, she was right, so right in fact, we didn't even have time to send the cease and desist.
On April 24th, out of nowhere, she sent me another several pages of unhinged texts, once again talking about how I should thank her for ripping up my ivy, throw away her Tupperware, how I was a terrible person and she and her husband and everyone think I'm on the Spectrum (hey man, autism is highly under diagnosed in women and that isn't the insult they think it is, but I could tell she thought she was calling me the R word), and just nasty absurd abusive things.
I sent her a text simply saying "Do not communicate with me or anyone at my house or threaten me or my pets again."
I found that dumb Tupperware and canvas bag she kept bringing up like it was gold, and put them on a porch along with another letter saying the same as in my text.
Jam responded this time, by smashing the Tupperware and leaving it back on my porch....
Now on April 29th, while I was hosting a sleep over for 3 of the children, and, as bad as this couple had been, I honestly believed they weren't bad enough to cause me trouble when the children were here with me. Looking back, I can't tell you why I gave them that kind of credit. Sackie self published a childrens book in her early 30's, and spoke of volunteering at children's libraries, at least according to her, and I suppose I thought that meant she'd have a respect for kids even if they did not have respect for me.... once again, I was wrong.
Around 5 or 6pm, the kids and I went out onto my front porch to bring our pizza inside at the same time as Sackie was getting out of getting out of her drug dealers car with him, she began screaming profanities at me, saying I was disgusting, threatening the pets, and other things I couldn't really understand fully due to her slurred speech once again but verbally assaulting me but this time, in front of the children was the last straw I had.
I quickly got the kids inside, away from her, and served them the pizza. I told them not to worry about the neighbor, that she was a kind of sick that made people yell when they shouldn't sometimes and they should just ignore her. I made sure they were content talking amongst themselves and eating pizza and strawberries- and went to call the police and finally told them about all the ongoing harassment, threats, begging, drug use, and now screaming and profanities in front of the children and asked for help.
Then I got ahold of one of the other moms who came and picked up all three of the kids, and we just pretended that we decided it was a better idea for them have a sleep over at her friend's house than mine. The kids were fine, but as soon as they left I lost it. Just big gut crying. The months of being nagged for weed, rides, and favors, getting passive aggressive texts about not being Sackie's new insta best friend, feeling like I was being watched constantly, worrying about Sackie saying inappropriate things in front of the children, dealing with Jam's creepy stares and used car sales man persona, the past weeks of their new upper fueled obsession with my property line and being the new fixation of their abuse, trying to be kind to them even as I struggled with my breast disease and Sackie trying to me as an emotional punching bag and free weed. I was finally crying so so so hard, my neighbors on my other side (a lovely couple my age) heard and rushed out and had me come wait inside and were so so so nice to me while I looked insane (did I forget to mention I'd let the kids 'do' my make up, meaning they'd painted my whole face with eye shadow including giving me a sparkly beard?) until the police arrived.
Now I live in a really nice neighborhood, but I am in one of the highest crime cities in America and our politicians and police staff are internationally questioned, so I was actually really impressed that the police came, cared, and, that somehow in my state, I *still* apparently looked less insane than Sackie and Jam.
They responded fairly quickly, and patiently looked over the wild texts from Jackie, my accounts of her and Jam passively terrorizing me, and checked out the side of my yard which they had originally ripped up the ivy and started this whole insane fantasy fight with me over.
They very much believed me and said I should have called them sooner, which surprised me. Sackie refused to come out and speak with the police but Jam came out to speak to the police via using his back door so Sackie could keep hiding.
The police came back and let me know that if Jam was the lesser of my two issues that I needed to becareful because they couldn't do anything on "hear say" but that Sackie had refused to speak with them and Jam reeked of alcohol. They said they told them to leave me alone, and that I had already agreed to do the same, and to just leave me alone, but that if they did anything I needed to call them because of how bad Jam, the lesser of the two, looked.
They left, I thanked them and my kind neighbors and felt like, it must be over right? Because if you do things like send pages of rambling violent, threatening texts, destroy property, and take so many drugs that your speech is slurred 24/7, and the cops come and tell you stop bothering your neighbor, you'd be scared right?
Again, I was mistaken to assume that Sackie and Jam's line of thinking would be at all on the side of logic, even in terms of simple self preservation. As soon as the cops left, Sackie and Jam came into my front yard and began to loudly talk about how disgusting I was to each other again. At this point I have both of their numbers blocked on my phone, but Sackie must has used one of those apps that allows you to text people who have blocked you and messaged me... "Have a great weekend"
So I go ahead and call the police who again, I am both pleased, and surprised, and a little scared by how quickly they return because my city is very high crime and for them to pay any attention to my calls means they must have clocked the neighbors as actual threat.
Sackie and Jam did go inside before the police came back though, and this time they both simply refused to open the door to the police. I imagine they had done many more drugs at this point.
The police said that they couldn't do anything since technically nothing had a record yet, but suggested that I file for a restraining order and provided all of the information I needed to do so. I was still sort of wishy washy about having a legal issue with my neighbors, but after talking it over with a few close girlfriends, one of them messaged me passionately outside of our little group chat about how much this couple, Sackie in particular, was behaving like a lot like her mother, a meth addict with a sense of entitlement who made her neighbors and everyone around hers life hell, obsessing over property lines and turned down begging, until eventually went to prison for 13 years for stabbing my friends dad. He lived thankfully.
But she was right, and my earlier mentioned paralegal friend helped me put together my paper work and evidence for a restraining order which we filed that Monday (April 30th).
They were served their papers on May 4th and thankfully, that *did* scare them into leaving me alone. Jam and Sackie would still intentionally talk badly about me to each other outside when they knew I could hear, and I imagine Sackie was trying to tell anyone who would listen what a bitch I was, but as long as myself and the children were unbothered I felt fine.
The court date came and I made the mistake again of assuming court mediation would be enough. Sackie showed up using a cain and pretending to be feeble, sickly and older, like she had done to me when we first met. Jam still looked creepy but wore a suit. My lawyer, who is also my middle school boyfriends father as an aside, was pretty confident I could get a full restraining if we went to court, but they agreed to restraining order terms as long as it stayed off their record for the purposes of background checks.
The way this works in my city is if they violate the terms it then automatically becomes a full order of protection-- but if they don't it gives them a chance to keep their records clean. It also would save me some money, because even though my lawyer was handling things at friend prices he couldn't do it for free. So I agreed to that. They were to stay away from me, my guests, not contact me on any platform, not harm me or my pets, it all seemed pretty fair and reasonable to me.
But alas, Sackie and Jam are not reasonable people. Literally the moment they got home from court Jam began working on some kind of project in his back yard, cursing about me to himself and clearly back on some kind of upper, he assembled and drilled this... strange tarp thing to my fence ???? Yes, my fence, and yes, this is illegal but I didn't have any luck getting the police to come out this time.
It has continued on this way. Them trying to do everything they can to harass me as much as possible without technically violating the order.
They're still trying to make my life hell, and, I am pretty sure my only option is to wait for them to physically harm me, on camera, for anything to happen.
So yes. That is how I kept trying to give my neighbors the benefit of the doubt, and in exchange, they're making my life hell. As I type this now Jam is out in the front yard, hovering on our property line, watering the grass, breathing heavy, grunting, and giving my ring camera dirty looks.
I don't have a good way to wrap this up, but, it felt good writing it all out to share anonymously. Thankyou reddit.
neighborsfromhell
2023.06.04 22:12 distancesprinter Questions about Device Backup
I am confused about inconsistences between Device Backup on two different Pixel phones:
On my old Pixel phone, the Backup app says the backup will use Google One storage, so I do not have it turned on.
On my new Pixel phone, the Backup app doesn't mention Google One. In fact, it explicitly states that the device backup will not count towards "Drive" storage.
I'm not sure the new Pixel phone is fully patched (just took it out of the box) so it's possible the software hasn't been updated to reflect the Google One service.
I have the following questions:
I would also welcome links to resources that explain how this works, especially vis-à-vis the new Google One branding.
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On my old Pixel phone, the Backup app says the backup will use Google One storage, so I do not have it turned on.
On my new Pixel phone, the Backup app doesn't mention Google One. In fact, it explicitly states that the device backup will not count towards "Drive" storage.
I'm not sure the new Pixel phone is fully patched (just took it out of the box) so it's possible the software hasn't been updated to reflect the Google One service.
I have the following questions:
- Does the device backup count towards a Google storage quota or not?
- Is there a difference between Google One and Google Drive?
- On both devices, the device backup states that the information is encrypted before being uploaded, but it is not clear whether the backup is inaccessible by Google (can Google decrypt the backup)?
- The device backup states that it will backup: apps, app data, call history, contacts, device settings (including Wifi passwords) and SMS & MMS messages. How do I restore these things on the new phone if I back them up on the old phone first?
- Can I selectively restore apps and app data for only a few apps? There are some apps that are device-specific (e.g. Syncthing) where I don't want to necessarily restore the settings and app data associated with that app, because my shared folders will be located in a different place on the new phone. I would rather set up from scratch and establish my new folder locations, then allow the files to sync through Syncthing.
I would also welcome links to resources that explain how this works, especially vis-à-vis the new Google One branding.
2023.06.04 22:12 ptahhotep_ Canopic Chest of Shoshenq I (r. 943-922 BC)
 | This calcite-alabaster canopic chest and its lid were made for storing the canopic jars of Shoshenq I (943-922 BC), the founder of the 22nd Dynasty of Egypt. The nomen and prenomen cartouches of Shoshenq I are carved on the surface. No trace has yet been found of the tomb of Shoshenq I. submitted by ptahhotep_ to AncientCivilizations [link] [comments] Egyptologists differ over the location of the tomb of Shoshenq I and speculate that he may have been buried somewhere in Tanis. Perhaps in one of the anonymous royal tombs there—or in Bubastis. He is presumed to be the Shishak mentioned in the Hebrew Bible. His exploits are carved on the Bubastite Portal in the Karnak Temple Complex. What was the purpose of the canopic chest? Canopic chests are cases used by ancient Egyptians to contain the internal organs removed during the process of mummification. The Canopic jars usually contained the liver, intestines, lungs, and stomach. There was no jar for the heart: the ancient Egyptians believed it to be the seat of the soul, and so it was left inside the body. The jars protected them so the deceased could bring them on their journey to the Afterlife. The earliest known canopic chest is the calcite example of Hetepheres, wife of Sneferu of the 4th Dynasty from Giza, and now on display in the Egyptian Museum, Cairo. This relic is the sole funerary object linked to King Shoshenq I. In 1891 CE, Julius Isaac donated this chest and its lid to the Egyptian Museum of Berlin. |