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hellu, i’m looking for someone to take over a room (with a private restroom and a closet) in a two bed two bath in milpitas. the rent’s around $1,700. it’s a nice community right opposite great mall. there’s a trader joe’s, starbucks and vta, all walkable. it’s available from january 30th. preferably looking for a girl but open to a guy or even a couple. message me for more details : )

The precinct was already alive when we walked in, the low roar of voices mixing with the buzz of fluorescent lights. Morning shift. Coffee cups in every hand. I headed straight for the lockers. Quiet and clean. Shirt tucked, vest settled, radio clipped just right. I kept my eyes forward, like routine itself was something that could keep me steady. I entered the locker room at the back of the station, and my nostrils filled with the smell of sweat. Same smell every morning. I went to my locker, entered my code, and just as I was about to open the door, Patrick came around the corner. Patrick, Officer Sullivan was the loudest one in the room. He always was, and everybody else was used to it by...

The race to the finish has but a fire under my ***. I didn't even noticed I'd written 1,065 words for I'm Still Sisyphus until I stopped for dinner and went to tally it all up. And it is laundry day! I usually struggle to get even a hundred words written on a laundry day. The new machines are working smoothly and so I took the opportunity to go upstairs to write and I am very happy for it. I continue to be awfully pleased with myself with the persistent feeling that I am still not quite going to reach my January deadline. There is just so much more story to tell. I was playing it all out in my head last night and I'd say I have at least ten more scenes of varying length l...

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A lot has happened since I last wrote. All of it is bad, but if I have my way tonight, it will all be over soon. I used to think growing up was realizing that monsters weren’t real, but now I understand that growing up is recognizing that those monsters are real and facing them head-on. That morning, Jacob and I checked out and made our way to the garage. He needed to get out ASAP. He looked like he barely slept. ****, I didn’t sleep much either.  I waited in the garage as they got his car. After the car pulled up, we hugged goodbye. I told him I loved him like a brother and we agreed we would talk. I wished him good luck on his interview. I told him not to let this stuff get in the ...

# Part 1: The dulcet tones of southern rock roused me from sleep as I rubbed the night’s weariness from my eyes. Four a.m. had come again, way too soon for comfort. Knowing I couldn’t afford yet another sick day, I threw on my flannel and jeans, forced down a couple quick bowls of green heaven, and headed out to my baby. She was only a couple years old—the best off-road pickup truck I was still paying a solid chunk of my paycheck toward—but she was my pride and joy nonetheless. I sped down the interstate in the chilly fall dark, texting my boss that I’d be a wee bit late for the fourth time that week. Having the owner be your dad does wonders—as long as you don’t **** it up�...

i called local shelters and pet stores to blacklist the said girl and her mother. i also called the local PD to report animal abuse in the house. since i dont have definite proof (video, photo) of her abusing said animals, its all accusations. they said they would need to see proof of it happening. he’s still going to do a welfare check tonight or tomorrow morning. she only refills the leopard geckos water once every 3-4 days so i’m hoping it’s empty when they get there so they can see how she’s not taking care of them. her dogs are obese, he also mentioned unless they see their bones and are malnourished, they can’t do anything. reptile requirements are different from dogs and cat...

A 14-year-old girl was found to be living alone in unimaginable conditions for nearly a year. Dollar General assistant manager Jessica Smitherman says she’s seen the girl at the store a few times. ‎ ‎“I’ve seen her in the store months and months ago, but she was with a little boy, and they would do some grocery shopping. I’ve never seen any parent with them,” said Jessica Smitherman. ‎ ‎Smitherman saw the girl at the store again on Sunday January 4th, but this time things were different. ‎ ‎“She had looked like she hadn’t had a bath in months, she had dog hair all over her clothes she smelled very bad. She was staggering,” added Smitherman. “I could defini...

Hey, wondering if anyone has any thoughts on this please. I'm not saying I think this is reincarnation, but it stil feels odd. I have reoccurring dreams where I am somewhere in Japan. The dreams always have a similar pattern - I am in a different konbini (Japanese convenience store) each time. I am casually browsing and the products are always interesting and vibrant and memorable. Often there's a sensory element. There was one where there fridges of metallic packaged jelly drinks. I can still see/feel them now as I picked them up to look at them in the dream. Fruit flavoured, square, cold and bright packaging that squished under my fingers. Another time there were frid...

# Part 1: The dulcet tones of southern rock roused me from sleep as I rubbed the night’s weariness from my eyes. Four a.m. had come again, way too soon for comfort. Knowing I couldn’t afford yet another sick day, I threw on my flannel and jeans, forced down a couple quick bowls of green heaven, and headed out to my baby. She was only a couple years old—the best off-road pickup truck I was still paying a solid chunk of my paycheck toward—but she was my pride and joy nonetheless. I sped down the interstate in the chilly fall dark, texting my boss that I’d be a wee bit late for the fourth time that week. Having the owner be your dad does wonders—as long as you don’t **** it up�...

Goku vs. Superman debates usually get stuck in the same loop of cherry-picked events, plot-driven one-offs, and a lot of “my guy beats your guy” energy with no common metric to compare the two characters. Instead of arguing from emotion, I wanted to experiment with the idea of comparing the energy output of Goku and Superman feats in a quantifiable manner. The only fair way I’ve found is to agree on one simple rule: only use feats you can translate into real physics numbers (joules, Watts) - that means we should not rely on plot resets, reality-warp labels, magic powers or powers that simply break up physics (such as going FTL or teleporting). This limits many powers of both super her...

Hi, I’m planning a first time trip to Iceland with my husband. For some context, we like a mix of nature, spas/thermal baths, and also enjoy a great wine or cocktail bar. Would like to do a mix of Reykavik and stay there for at least a few days and then do a road trip visiting towns and scenic sights with the idea of staying 1/2 nights in different destinations. We do like a bit of action (restaurants/bars) so if remote would hope our hotel has that. I should say we’re very much urban people in that we live in an urban area of Vancouver, BC and like proximity to bars restaurants, but can escape to a cabin for a night or two (just get a bit bored beyond that). Want to see some otherworldl...

# Part 1: The dulcet tones of southern rock roused me from sleep as I rubbed the night’s weariness from my eyes. Four a.m. had come again, way too soon for comfort. Knowing I couldn’t afford yet another sick day, I threw on my flannel and jeans, forced down a couple quick bowls of green heaven, and headed out to my baby. She was only a couple years old—the best off-road pickup truck I was still paying a solid chunk of my paycheck toward—but she was my pride and joy nonetheless. I sped down the interstate in the chilly fall dark, texting my boss that I’d be a wee bit late for the fourth time that week. Having the owner be your dad does wonders—as long as you don’t **** it up�...

Hi, looking to sleep train my 4.5month old in 3 weeks when my partner has three weeks off work and would appreciate any tips for sleep training and schedules. Bub has been waking every 1-2hours overnight for the last 4 weeks and is requiring a feed to drowsy and then rocking to fall back to sleep with sometimes 2 failed transfers and often awake at 4am. Currently sleep is VERY chaotic. My baby was never a sleepy newborn and has always either fed or been rocked/bounced to sleep. We don’t really have much of a routine/schedule but go by roughly 1.5-2hr WW. We have a bedtime routine of bath, book, sleep sack, bed. He started rolling back to belly just before 4 months but still can’t roll...

I’ve been friends with him for a while, and sometimes I can’t tell if he has feelings for me or if he’s just extremely nice. But what we have doesn’t feel ordinary. It’s honestly crazy how much we have in common. Nobody really gets us the way we get each other. We’ve both cried to each other, we laugh the same way, love the same food, the same TV shows, the same games, and somehow we even end up accidentally twinning in outfits. There was this one time I thought he was mad at me, so I confronted him about it, expecting something serious. Instead, it turned into the most honest and hilarious conversation. We’d try to be serious, burst out laughing, try again, and eventually it ...

i was born into an abusive household and raised by a single mother while my biological father was incarcerated for most of my life. i have absolutely zero association with either of them now. my childhood and adolescence were shaped by instability, fear and neglect. i grew up listening to violent altercations between my mother and her partners, having to clean blood from the floor and crushed glass afterward. while still in elementary school, i regularly dragged my mother’s intoxicated and unconscious body to bed. when going out to parties, she would lock me in my room and did not show up for two days due to her being in jail. everything is so cloudy, but as i got older, the physical abu...

I was four years old when the Ambrosio family moved in next-door. There was the mother, Valentina, the father, Paul, their eight-year-old daughter Rhea, and their five-year-old son Billy. Valentina was tall, slender, golden-blonde, and sociable, all sweetness and light and small talk; Paul was dark-haired, burly, taciturn, always tailing his wife like a shadow; Billy was scrawny, clumsy, often sick, and prone to saying the weirdest things. But it was Rhea that caught my attention. Even skinnier and sicklier than her brother, she’d inherited her father’s quiet nature, always vanishing into the background so she could read... and that was on the days when she was healthy enough to...

Long story short, I’m (46M) coming up on 16 years of marriage next month. It’s been a roller coaster to say the least. I have two teenage daughters that I’ve raised almost entirely by myself while my wife (44F) is usually away from home to “run her business.” That part of the story began about 11 years ago when I accepted a job that required we move the family. She decided she needed to stay nearby her (at the time) brand new Real Estate business. For the next 11 years she would basically “be home” 1-2 weeks per month, sometimes not at all. I know, I should have called it quits long ago. Over time I adapted to this and it just became normal. Fast forward to the summer of 202...