#All-in-one washer dryer combo

[avonengineering]

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[assassinregrets]

LANDLORD RAISED MY RENT $100 I AM GOING TO FLUSH MY ENTIRE COUCH DOWN THE TOILET PIECE BY PIECE

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Adorable 1930 shotgun cottage in New Orleans, LA. 1bd, 1ba home Is $450K, and recently reduced by $19.9K.

The living room is cozy.

It's been opened up to make a living room/kitchen combo, and is pretty roomy for a small 1bd home.

The kitchen is beautiful. It's pretty big with room for a small table and 4 people at the counter. Love that they left the original fireplace.

It has lots of storage and beautiful quartz counters.

This is beautiful. I have a 1bd. apt., so I'd live here in a New York minute.

They have a round table for 2, but it looks like there's room for a small rectangular table that seats 4. They'll probably take that big cabinet, too, when they move.

Small hall between the kitchen and the bedroom.

Oh, this is beautiful. The bathroom has a fireplace. Wonderful that they worked it in. Love the stick wall, too.

Next is the bedroom. This is very nice.

Perfect, there's a place for the washer and dryer, and there's also a small office/closet in the back.

Very nice.

In the hall, there's a door to the yard.

It's small but so pretty. Love the brick patio and the container garden. Plus there's a tree, lights, and an adorable shed.

This is so cute. That's a she shed if ever I saw one. And, I like that it's all fenced in, b/c the neighbors are close.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/1432-Chartres-St-New-Orleans-LA-70116/84448788_zpid/

[olomaya]

Oops! All Updates (and Fixes)!

I've got a bunch of fixes and updates to some of my older mods and I decided to release them all in a batch. Please read below for the details to see what has been changed and then links to the files to redownload and replace in your game.

If this is your first time downloading, obviously you'll need to download everything and you should read the original post for more information.

As always, let me know if any issues and enjoy!

Voidcritters Mod

Fixed Read Card Stats animation

Added a new interaction to allow your sims to talk about and compare their cards. Sims will build relationship, gain skill and train their critters a little as well (the cards will vibrate as the critters train up)

Giving a rare or limited edition card to another Sim will yield a higher relationship boost.

Previously there was no way to get all 22 cards in the game as you only get one of the two Limited Edition cards. I've fixed that by adding the chance to also get Limited Edition cards by reading a Voidcritters comic book. There's a 25% chance if you have less than level 8 skill and 45% if 8 or higher.

Now that Sims can collect all cards, I've added a new skill opportunity. Sims that collect all the cards will get the Critter Collector reward and going forward their cards will be worth more.

Download MAIN file here and updated card file here

Student Council Mod

The Collect Signatures interaction now has a more appropriate animation of a sim collecting signatures

Increased the chances that more inactive council members will autonomously raise funds and collect signatures

The campaign tracker will no longer show blank information after you've closed out and restarted the game

All campaign icons will now show up in the notifications

Fixed an issue where the Sim would reset when submitting signatures for the Teacher Pay school campaign

Reduced the skilling level for council roles while at the afterschool activity

Download updated MAIN here

Hang Out Mod

Children and teens can now hang out in groups. Simply click on one of the two Sims hanging out and select “Hang Out with X and his/her friends” (you need to have LTR 30 or higher)

A child or a teen hanging out can also invite another friend to join them

I think you can have up to 8 Sims given that I have 7 in the photo and there's still room.

Added liking VFX and speech bubbles when hanging out

Download here (all ages version here)

Washer+Dryer Combo

I created a new mesh for the washer/dryer so it slots under the counter like dishwashers and trash compactors.

Added a stacked washer/dryer tower. This still uses the same script as the single appliance so you can’t run the washer and the dryer at the same time. 

Changed out the pod and detergent box meshes

Important: If you have the old version, you need to replace with this or remove it. You can't have both the old version and this one in your game or it will CTD. Also, the script is in the Combo file so you still need to download both if you only want the stacked tower version.

Download here (stacked version here)

Private Clinic (BASE)

The clinic controller will now push Sims that have certain traits as well, such as Neurotic, Commitment Issues, Insane, Hotheaded, etc.

Once pushed to the clinic, Sims will find a chair to sit in and then wait for an hour to be seen by a doctor. After an hour, they will stop waiting with an annoyed message (you can still see them though).

Waiting patients now identified with a custom headline effect

Prenatal vitamins no longer have a weight loss effect (as I'm putting a similar feature in the breastfeeding aspect of the obgym module, it's not needed here)

Updated the Buy and Sell Pills animations

Updated the comically large horsepill mesh to make it smaller and more realistic. The animation has been updated as well

Updated the write prescription animation

Updated the apply ointment animation

Download updated MAIN here

Private Clinic - Psychiatry

Updated the therapist session animations – therapist will now take more notes to jot down how crazy you are

Updated the patient records layout to avoid text overflow

Sims can now do their coping mechanisms (breathing exercises and mindfulness) while sitting

Important: You need to download the updated Private Clinic MAIN file above as well if you download this

Download updated MAIN here

Disclaimer: My CAS cc for this world was not loaded. I am not responsible for any of these Sims' outfit choices.

[seat-safety-switch]

You can put up with a recalcitrant machine for quite some time. For instance, my garage door opener hasn't gone past about 70% in the last couple decades. Adapting, learning to live with it, making compromises: it's what us human beings are good at doing. One day, though, a machine will push you just a little bit too far.

Even the simplest YouTube journey will show you hundreds of videos of people destroying unreliable appliances. Once, long ago, these were prize possessions. Trusted comrades in the fight against disorder. Slowly, as they began to age and things started feeling not-so-fresh, there was still tolerance, or at least acceptance. Getting a new one is expensive, and I can live without hot water in my dishwasher. Eventually – and no one can predict when this is – the appliance just pushed someone too far, and it was time for catharsis.

Unfortunately for all of human civilization, the indulgence of this base instinct is not done as well as it could be. Usually, these videos are low-cost, shakycam affairs, a simple drunken smash-and-giggle among bros (and she-bros, and they-bros.) What our historical record wants, nay, needs is a commitment to the total obliteration of a Maytag washer-and-dryer combo, and that's where CERN comes in.

You might be aware of CERN from all the crazy shit that the haters put in the news. They built that huge particle collider that put our world onto the wrong timeline, but they swear (of course) that it's not their fault. Regardless of whose fault it actually is (CERN's arch-nemesis, NASA?) they still do possess a particle accelerator capable of absolutely blowing the living fuck out of a partially working home appliance. And they have lots of really good slow-motion cameras to capture the moment that their victim is reduced to its constituent atoms.

Unfortunately for all of us, the damn particle accelerator broke. Yeah, I guess they only bodged it to work for the one demo, and can't figure out how to get it to be reliable. Right now, if they want to do an experiment, one of the interns has to stand inside the reaction chamber and touch two wires together, quote, "really fast" before getting the hell out of dodge. And for some reason they haven't been able to hire for that job. Maybe one day it'll be replaced by robots, which will give us a whole other host of problems to solve.

[noxturnals-void]

My Dearest Shadow

Jason Voorhees x GN! Reader

Pt. 1

(It might lean fem at times but I’m going to try my best to keep it neutral for everyone!)

I don’t know how many parts there will be so just hold on for the ride. ♥︎ ♥︎ ♥︎

Tw: stalking, anxiety, paranoia, jason shenanigans

2,311 words below the cut

You had renovated a little house your father had told you about, one you didn't even know existed two years ago. You spent lots of time fixing it up, lots of money, and tireless days doing the work by hand, and still, you weren't done. Thankfully, most of the difficult, labor-intensive parts were handled with the help of a few hired people.

Supposedly, the house lying on the outskirts of a small town in New Jersey had been abandoned for the past 20 years, belonging to some old couple before they moved into another state and left the place to rot when no one wanted to buy the house because of some superstition about the land. It went up on the market after they died and sold for 50,000. It was a concerningly low price that your house-flipping father had taken advantage of.

He hadn't even visited the property in the years he had owned it, let alone told you about it until you mentioned wanting to set up a little getaway spot on the east coast. He had told you the details, and you decided it was exactly what you needed—a new project to focus your energy on. But you were woefully unprepared for the beast of a job you'd just signed yourself up for.

A year and a half was much longer than you had intended to spend fixing this 1000-square-foot cabin cottage, but it was well worth it. It was a beautiful location, nestled right into a vast landscape of dense, private forest with a breathtaking lake view partially in the kitchen and living room windows- a 10-minute walk away. When the sun hit just right in the mornings, it was like a fairytale. A golden bath of warm, welcoming rays wakes you up better than any cup of coffee could ever.

You'd finally gotten in all of the furniture you wanted, having to space out the hauls between a few months at a time. The house was built for one or a singular couple. There was a small porch, redone with fresh wood and a chair set on the front for guilty pleasure moments outside in the late morning or early evenings. Walking into the cabin, you were put immediately into the living room- two chairs positioned apart and pointing toward a smaller flat-screen television tucked away in the corner of the room on a low shelf for your collection of films.

Even with just you living there, the two different chairs were comforting- one more rough, textured, and firm and the other plush and soft, letting you choose depending on what you'd rather sit on to binge a show or movie for the night. To the other side of the room was the entryway to the kitchen, an open-concept attempt at a cozy space. The bedroom was on the other side of the living room wall, housing your queen-sized mattress and more personal furniture and belongings. There was a short hallway leading to the utility closet with the newer models of washers and dryers, which you could get your hands on for less money, and your newly renovated bathroom.

Lots of the house seemed to have gone with age. Things like the kitchen and bathroom floors had to be pulled up and replaced, everything deep cleaned twice over for good measure, and lots of rounds with exterminators and pest control; the first few months paid off in the long run. Admittedly, you felt bad for killing the tiny creatures. They were just trying to find shelter in the large ecosystem at your doorstep.

You'd managed to get a shower and bathtub combo in the more narrow bathroom; glad to have both options when you felt like it. The house already had surprisingly high ceilings, and you didn't mind that the shower head was a bit out of reach because of its design. A little color coordination here and there and most of the cottage was done up in shades of deep, calming, and comforting greens and blues with lighter accenting greys to keep it not so claustrophobic.

Most of your focus went to the outside of the house now. Finished with most of the inside work, you could now turn your detail-oriented self to the withered outside. With some much-needed love and care, you hoped to fix the paint job into a lovely grey blue and pick up some new windows to replace the old and cracked ones you'd been having trouble with.

Really, it should have occurred to you sooner to repair them, but you'd gotten yourself too busy with too many things at once staring out, and you'd put it off for far too long. Last winter had been a nightmare because of those stupid cracked panes, and you were definitely not about to live through that mistake again.

You'd just gotten the garden sorted out. It was something you'd planned for since the beginning, but you had to put a lot of elbow grease into making it work. You had picked up the bulk of the materials last week, including the young plants and seeds you'd needed, along with the mulch and moist dirt.

Now, you were on your knees, elbow-deep in fresh, damp dirt, making shallow holes for the seeds. You sat back, breathing in and sighing out.

It was a lovely day today despite getting a later start than you wanted. The air was crisp and cool, about 60 degrees out today. It was supposed to get chilly the next few weeks and then warm back up before the end of fall. Then came all the rain and possible snow.

You weren't used to the weather of New Jersey yet, but honestly, it was a nice change from California. It didn't really get cold until January, and summers could get pretty hot, but it rained, and the rain was always welcome, in your opinion. It was nice to get snowy Christmases, too. It reminded you of northern Cali, so tree-populated and the air so intensely fresh, that you had to admit it was nice to get away from the city life for a while.

This little adventure had opened your eyes to many things you were missing- yourself included. You'd never spent so much time alone, at least not since childhood. You'd always had friends, roommates, and a busy college life or cityscape to keep you preoccupied. Out here, it was just you, the weekly check-in from your father, the homely woods, the picturesque lake, and... whoever had been living around here watching you.

You'd seen the shape of someone lingering around a few times. At first, you brushed it off. Working hard every day had its downsides, and you thought you were just way too tired to see it properly. It was probably just a deer or something, you convinced yourself.

But after the first month, you couldn't ignore it anymore—the feeling of eyes on you when you walked past some windows, the other presence as you walked through some of the nearby woods. It was always quiet, though, and truthfully, you'd never seen whoever it was close enough to convince yourself fully.

When you'd mentioned it to your father about six months into living here, he'd told you that you must have been paranoid. There was no way anyone lived that far away from the tight-knit town, which was 30 minutes away. The whole forest, including the old camp he had never mentioned before, had been abandoned for years.

You took it upon yourself the next day to walk to Camp Crystal Lake. It took a while, and again, you felt eyes scanning you, searching you for something, or maybe just dissecting you under its gaze. You tried to shake it off, but it didn't help to ignore it. You often scanned through the trees to find the owner of the eyes, but each time, you found nothing. You began to worry that maybe the isolation had been affecting you differently than you thought. Perhaps you had been paranoid over nothing. Maybe you'd been alone out here too long.

You didn't spend long at the neglected campsite. Honestly, it felt wrong to be trespassing in the first place, especially when you had no reason to be there besides foolish curiosity. Many of the cabins looked incredibly run down, the wood rotting and falling away and the forest taking over much of the paths and steps of the place. You had your fill of satisfied curiosity after just an hour of poking around, finding strange things you didn't expect. Notably, some belongings that were from probable teenagers who'd visited. It wasn't surprising to think kids would dare each other to spend the night since it looked so creepy in the first place.

You should've gone straight home, but you felt drawn to the lake. Admittedly, you hadn't visited as much as you wanted. You went down to the pier of the lake, walking out to the far end and taking in the clearer view of the lake against the beginnings of a sunset. It was beautiful, and you almost thought about watching the sun go down but decided against it when you realized you had no light to try to walk back to the house. That and the idea of walking through those woods with those unwavering eyes still on you the entire way made a chill go up your spine.

You got home soon after that, just before dark, yet even in your own house, it was hard to shake the feeling of being watched. Not just by windows anymore, all the time... The second you stepped outside, the eyes followed your every move. It made it hard to live normally until winter came. The feeling of being observed 24/7 stopped completely for the few weeks it got into the tens and twenties, which was an even more unsettling thought.

Maybe it had been a real person, and it was just too cold for them to linger and creep on you. You hadn't forgotten about the campsite or the eyes that stuck to you for a while afterward. But it still made it unsettling when the feeling started up again in early spring.

Part of you was weirded out that you never felt entirely alone, but as the weeks went on, it was almost more of a... comfort. Whatever it was- whoever it was had never harmed you, and the stare it gave off didn't feel dangerous. It almost felt curious, maybe protective? Something out there in the woods was watching you, yes, but it was also watching over you.

You'd had the odd few occasions of falling asleep in random places and waking up in entirely different places. It only happened twice, and you were careful that it wouldn't happen again. You’d been dreadfully tired that particular week, and the physical labor of building a deck by hand had taken its toll on you. You'd fallen asleep outside on the halfway constructed porch drinking tea the first time, trying to keep yourself awake long enough not to mess up your sleep schedule. It didn’t work. You later awoke in your living room, a thin blanket pulled over your legs.

It freaked you out at first—the idea that someone had moved you and been inside your house. But after a thorough, slightly panicked search through the cottage and realizing no one was around and nothing was touched besides, well, you—and your now cold cup of tea—you calmed down. You mulled over it for the rest of the week, not understanding why whoever it was had decided to take care of you like that.

The second time wasn't as much of an accident; you'd fallen asleep outside again a little more intentionally than before. You simply tested if it were to happen again. It did. You woke up again on the chair with a blanket, the same as before, but this time, you were noticeably less clean than when you’d fallen asleep.

Whoever it was left fingerprints of dirt on your waist and thighs where they had picked you up and carried you. Most of your clothing on one side was significantly grime-coated, and that was enough to make you decide not to try it again.

You wiped your brow with the back of your arm and finished up planting all of the seeds you wanted. You were saving some to plant next spring in case these didn't make it through the winter, just to be safe. You got to your feet, wiping your hands down your dirt-covered jeans and huffed, stretching out your sore back. As you did, a twig snapped, and you froze in place, wondering whether or not to turn around toward the tree line behind you.

In normal circumstances, you would have checked immediately, figuring it might have been an animal. But you felt those eyes on you, those same eyes that had followed your every move for the last year and a half. Your paranoia got the better of you now, and the idea of seeing whoever had been watching you this entire time made your stomach turn to mush.

Your eagerness got the better of you, and you turned around despite the loud thumping in your chest. There was nothing at first as you searched through the closest trees. A figure quickly moved to the side at the edge of your vision- a very large figure. You gulped, scanning the tree line and focusing on a thick tree trunk hiding the person well. Whoever they were, they were most definitely right there, and to your knowledge, this was the closest encounter you'd had with them while awake.

You tried to think of something to say, pondering if you should have said anything at all in this tense moment.

What were you supposed to do…?

[lordressdragoonbear]

Kaylee's Dream House - 6br, 4ba 🎀

Oh gosh, I'm freakin' late...

Hi, so I finished this house days ago and completely forgot about it... I was so caught up in fixing my game that I forgot to post this house so... here you go.

This house is built for my sim Kaylee and it's basically her version of Barbie's dream house and you can tell.

I use some CC, specifically @olomaya's Washer+Dryer Combo, I'll have it linked like usually.

Anyhoo.

You can change whatever you want about the house, I personally don’t care.

Enjoy! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

I use all the expansion.

This Here Package contains: 1 Updated A House.

Thanks to all the CC creators whose CC I used, ya’ll are grand and I love your work!

Link: SFS / Google

Video Link: 

1: https://youtu.be/nE9d1S5083w?feature=shared

2: https://youtu.be/qBkENA95NJo?feature=shared

CC Links: 

1: https://modthesims.info/d/527775/separated-shutters-shiftable-left-amp-right-pieces.html

2: https://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/details/category/sims3-sets-objects-garden/title/hawthorne-patio-set/id/1139943/

3: https://aroundthesims3.com/objects/room_downtown_06.shtml

4: https://modthesims.info/d/436276/simple-shower-tub.html

5: https://modthesims.info/d/439754/animated-modern-ceiling-fan.html

6: https://www.thesimsresource.com/artists/Mutske/downloads/details/category/sims3-objects-furnishing-decor-miscellaneous/title/macau-plate/id/1230977/

A lot of stuff comes for this tumblr.

7: https://grandelama.tumblr.com/

8: https://modthesims.info/d/428179/one-more-slot-please-with-vertical-shifting-update-2-nov-2011.html

No bonus but here's a picture of Kaylee standing on a motorcycle on her way to deliver her baby!

[therosevest]

not to sit here and weave a story out of nothing like a little protagonist via my quirky online storytelling but i rekindled my friendship with sam who is such an interesting person there are just a lot of stories of all sorts and this is funny timing but truly we just fell into such an easy banter this past class so we were like omg lets hang right so. his roommate really is just like stupid hot right. i could get corny with it but i wont. a face sculpted by the hands of god though. all this prefaced i will now tell u an absolutely nothing story and i really mean that read at your own discretion ((A/N: trust and believe i yapped. putting under keep reading to be somewhat forgivable) (i am not in my best of states rn. okay.)

anyway so we're chillin in sams room im getting caught up on the latest construction projects and shit.. one thing abt sam hes always up to something. they've got an entire work desk #butchrealness. then i hear some singing out in the hallway but from where im sitting cant actually see anyone so convo just goes sam and roommate 'hey' 'hey' and then i peeked my little head out and waved and said hey and they stopped and set down their basket and said 'Hey' and then i did not introduce myself (flop) (combo of cramped room and sam talking and me being wildly awkward) (also keep in mind i dont know if this person has swiped left on me or not been on tinder or if theyd even recognize me anyway and hating that that's even a situation bc i hate that stupid app but just hoping worst case scenario i dont come off as an insane stalker but rather a victim of circumstance) but they just chatted for a sec abt whatever shelf sam needs to fix and that was that. and then they went back to humming which was cute or whatever

to set the next scene we're down in the kitchen and sams cooking and this is a while after we took his homemade gummies so im not rlly high per se but chillin and something about the noise and setup in their kitchen is so overstimulating for me lol when shes cooking im just like frozen. i always offer to help but he always just gets in a groove it's best i dont intervene. one time he had to tell me to go sit down in the other room bc i was freakin out a little lol

so im perched on this single high chair they have in the kitchen right next to their washer and dryer as sams whipping up some food and im kind of obnoxiously saying Unfortch in response to a story he was telling me and he gives me a look so im like UnfortunateLy. and then hes like 'psh i know unfortch i live with this guy' cue roommate strollin in with laundry and theyre just like Whaat and sam explains and theyre like Oh ofc you gotta know unfortch or whatever. forgot to mention that earlier in sams room they said three similar abbreviated words in a row just during a normal sentence and it caught me so off guard i wanted to giggle. so naturally my brain is going through Immediate social response of a semi awk laugh or quippy remark about that but also theyre literally like a foot away from me and im largely nonverbal atm lmfaoo so i just mumble smth to try and go along w the bit but then trailed off cause i was like wtf am i even saying. brain was overloaded

and then i was like um. i literally was just staring around doing fuck all like a perched bird or something but i was fighting a war in my mind of like ok do i introduce myself or look to sam to do so or do we not do that or is that rude idk but also they have headphones on one ear and are doing all their laundry shit and i once again dont want to be like overbearing but also well come on now we gotta feel out the vibe (and i do a great job here.) idk so im like Ok dont just look at them but dont Not look at them just behave like a normal person. you know. the usual. sam comes over to give me a bit of bread with balsamic vinegar and oil and i spilled it on my sweater fuck this stupid baka life (didnt really show. but still they were right there..)

and so after a min of this they were kinda like awkward laugh 'dont mind me' and i once again was very self conscious and had several things that wanted to come out 'not at all' 'dont mind me' 'it's your house' 'these all sound awful abby' then i got anxious that i was in the way the whole time but they were almost done and if i got into a weird apology thing well i would have had to kill myself so i just once again kind of uttered something that would have sounded like 'youresogoodicanmovetoo' and also 'sorry if i just keep like looking over at you' WTF IS THAT SHIT. FUMBLE BOOOOO and my follow up was essentially nothing cause i couldnt decide if i should say 'im just a bit out of it/high' 'im easily distracted (kys)' 'idk what to do w myself haha' 'im useless in the kitchen' (not entirely true) i mean just a few minutes before sam and i had talked about how ill just wander around peoples rooms and observe things to avoid feeling awkward and it's just how i am and so i was kinda just doing that due to the nerves of the sitch but there was only so much to look at. and i just sat there. offputting realness. whatever. so. straight face emoji. and that was mostly the extent of that i dont remember what they said in response just like a lil laugh or w/e. probably couldnt hear my stupid ass mumbling. so im thinking my chances of charming them at all are really stellar

if you read all this i want you to just take note that the events depicted here could not have been more than 3-4 minutes collectively. and yet the yap goes on..

for future reference, what did we learn? probably best to just continue convo with sam, excuse urself to br, or perhaps even attempt a conversation w them if ever in a similar situation again and they talk to you first again. also stop inventing complicated situations in ur head chill the hell out. idiot. says the bitch with the anxiety disorder. feel free to egg me on or tell me to fuck off ok xoxoxoxxo love u

[burningdarkfire]

well.

i've been getting some bug bites the past couple of days and while washing my sheets today am 99% sure i found a bed bug so. i guess that's happening to me now.

called the landlord pretty much immediately and then spent the entire evening nuking my bed and linens with the dryer and the steamer, which hasn't actually made me feel any better about going to sleep. it's 3am here and i'm just avoiding going to bed at this point since i don't think there's much else i can actually do tonight. in theory the landlord will have a professional pest control company come through ... soon? one hopes?

i've cancelled half my plans for the weekend and just plan to shower before/wear clothes fresh out of the dryer for the other half. hopefully that's enough.

i think i might have brought them back from miami, i was suspicious of a cluster of bites i got on my shoulder while we were there (could've been mosquito bites, but it was exactly the sort of cluster people describe for bed bugs, which hilariously i don't actually have right now, all of my bites are individual or max in pairs) but my friend helped me strip the bed in the hotel and we really didn't find any other signs. i was still careful coming back though (threw all clothes into the washer/dryer immediately, i even washed and dried the bag i took with me which i definitely don't always do) but i mean, there's no point in overthinking the "blame" since we'll never actually know.

i guess i'm lucky that at least we have in-unit washer/dryer combo so it's convenient to do all of this laundry. it's good that i'm the perfect amount of reactive to the bites in that i react but i don't seem to be allergic (i was allergic to some bugs bites as a kid and it sucked, but those days seem to be behind me now - knocking on wood!) so i'm hopeful we caught it early. we also didn't find any other signs while cleaning tonight, and we checked the mattress and bedframes and everything. tbh if a dead body didn't literally drop in front of me i think we'd still be wondering if it was really bed bugs at all. but at least we should be getting professional treatment covered by the landlord.

we actually had a cockroach problem in this apartment a few years ago that was successfully eradicated after .. i think 3 treatments from the pest control company? so i mean. it would be amazing if this went better than that lol but at least they did do something. at least i don't have cockroaches and bed bugs right now (knocking on wood so fucking hard).

i'm generally a good sleeper so i'm hoping that will carry me through. i just need to get ready for bed, lie down, and go to sleep. i keep telling myself that the worst thing to happen with bed bugs is just that you get bug bites, which sucks but really isn't the end of the world. they're a pretty simple problem compared to other pests.

my roommate hasn't had any bites and she was very good about putting up a strong front for me today while i've cried like five separate times already. but like what even am i going to do about it anymore right now. i should just go to sleep!!

if you've read this far ... thanks! i'm sorry if it's gross! i don't know how to deal with this but i would really like someone to hold my hand and reassure me that the world is not currently ending even if it feels like it 😭

[slickshoesareyoucrazy]

A Shitty Poem

No one slept.

Not even a few minutes.

No you can't check in early.

In fact there's not even a place to sit down. Go on out into a city you don't know with jet lag after being up for 30 straight hours.

That corner smells like urine.

I've been in this same city back home.

Just because you can charge that much for a shitty breakfast for desperate, sleep-deprived people doesn't mean you should.

At the next stop, he was mad at me for not operating the washer-dryer combo model correctly without any instructions. He was mostly angry because I didn't pack for everyone this trip so he was going to run out of underwear and he'd have to carry damp laundry on the plane to the next next stop.

Oh good. Another airplane. Smaller than the last two.

I'm usually walking at the back. Sometimes the boy looks back for me, but the man never does. Sometimes I feel like I'm not even here. I'm invisible. Maybe they wish I was.

When we got to the place we were staying the longest, I cried. Neither of them noticed. I guess to be fair I wasn't loud and immediately in their faces. But I'm fucking tired of needing to be loud and in people's faces for them to notice that I'm not invisible.

If you can't cry when you need to, you're not free.

If you cry and no one notices or cares, it hurts pretty badly.

On day 2 it rained and they were so far ahead of me that when I fell down, not only did they not catch me, they didn't notice, they didn't help me up. I learned without doubt then that despite outward appearances to other people and a lot of self delusion, I'm still alone.

There's broken glass literally everywhere in this city. Not a stray piece here and there; big piles of it all over. Multiple broken bottles on the stairs of one of the most famous churches in the world.

I've been to a lot of big cities in 5 (arguably 8) countries now, and this is the only place I've seen violence and loud anger directed at strangers. They might be known for art and fashion and food but I guess no one ever said they were kind. Maybe I shouldn't be surprised. I am though. That one guy just threw a couple of stangers' bikes out into the street and no one stopped him or even said anything about it.

I'm having pain in the center of my chest. It's not cardiac. I know this. So he says it's nothing to worry about. I think he's worried but we're still 3 days from home and most of the frustration he shows seems like it's at me for complaining about anything at all.

We got to the train station 4 hours before the departure. There's no security to go through. When we finally got to board the train, my seat didn't exist. Hilarious.

Not even a hint at a subtle metaphor for me not mattering, maybe not even existing.

If I'm not real then you're not real. Strawberry fields. Nothing is real.

I can't wait to be home. At least my dog thinks I'm real. I think. Maybe he forgot me because we've been gone so long. Maybe I wouldn't even blame him.

I'm so excited for you!!!! all of them said before I left. I never felt the excitement. I still don't feel it. Traveling isn't for me clearly.

The three of us are sitting here on our individual phones ignoring each other on this wretched train that sold us a non-existent seat and then had the audacity to check our tickets again after we were 30 minutes into the journey.

Fuck them. Fuck all of this. I just want to be home where at least my fucking phone works all the time even if I'm still alone and invisible.

[nervouscloudtheorist]

April 11th 2024

Dear Diary,

I must be really good at gardening now because when I woke up this morning and looked at my rose garden and saw that I now have pink roses!! I wonder if there will be other colors. I must try to get them all.

Also a new person moved into to town. I haven't met them yet since I am reading up on gardening but Isabelle mentioned that their name is Kitt. I wonder what kind of person they are. I will make sure that I meet them tomorrow. Maybe I will show them my rose garden!

I think Clay may have lied to me also because I have not been able to find a single Gyroid. Either they are harder to find than fossils or they do not exist. I don't want to think Clay would lie to me but I worry since he seems to still struggle with my name. Everyone else seems to have grasped it. I don't even think my name is that complicated. It's only like 4 letters. F-I-N-N finn. I'm starting to wonder, is Clay really even my friend? I shouldn't think like that though, after all I was the one who moved into his town. I'm the stranger here really. Isabelle says that I should just give him presents to try to help him remember. but I feel like I shouldn't have to do that.

I'm getting distracted.

Anyways I did my daily shopping and bought a new washer/dryer combo and a classic couch from Tommy! It was shortly after buying them though, I realized that my house was much too small for those things and I had to put them up for sale at Re-Tail. I don't think I mentioned it but Reese allows me to go and sell items in her store as well. Like she won't just buy them from me but instead the townspeople can buy it from her on my behalf and she will just give me the money. This works really well for me cause then I don't have to keep an eye on them myself.

Sable's Clothing didn't really have anything for sale. I am really worried I'm going to be stuck wearing Khakis for a while and while they are good for my Mayoral look, they are not flattering on me at all. The fact that I am wearing a parka and a bunny hood with it does not help either. If only we had like a more fashionable shop where I could get the latest fashions. But that's going to be a long shot to get in this town since it seems like it's been neglected for a while.

I also decided tonight that I was going to take Tortimer up on his offer and go to the Island. I inivted Isabelle to go with me since I really didn't want to go alone but she said she had too many things to catch up on and a lot of paperwork to do. I don't know if that's really the truth because I don't personally have anything to do in this town but maybe that's because she does all the behind the scenes work? I dunno. Regardless I was going to Tortimer's island alone. I went to the dock where Tortimer told me that a boat would be starting today and there was a boat and a Kappa.

I had never seen a Kappa in real life so to say I was shocked would be an understatement. He told me that his name was Kapp'n and that he would take me to the island for a round-trip fee of 1,000 bells. I wish Tortimer would have told me this when he was telling me about the island because that is a steep price to play when I don't have a reliable income.

I paid the fee, mostly because I wanted to see the big deal about the island, and got on the boat. Kapp'n sung the entire time and between us, he's really bad at it. His songs were good but his voice just was not appealing to me. I guess it is good that he is enjoying himself though so I kept my thoughts to myself and just let him sing his heart out.

It was really really warm on the island. Tortimer was not lying when he said that it was a tropical island. They also had mangoes and coconuts all over! I wanted to take some home but got worried because I could really only carry so much in my hands. There was a nice lady there who I could only assume was Kapp'n's wife. She was really sweet and let me know that there was a box I could put all my things from the Island in and that Kapp'n would make sure that they got shipped to the town. I think the entire resort is run by Kapp'n's family which is really sweet. I wish that I was still around my family...

I also learned that this place doesn't take bells either and that I have to earn medals from doing island tours before they will sell me anything. Between the medals and meow coupons I feel like the 3 places should just have the universal bell currency but I suppose to each their own.

Anyways I spent a long time on the island fishing and catching exotic bugs. Probably too much time honestly, because I am too tired to continue on so I will call this a night.

Goodnight!

-Finn

[roosterforme]

So, imma leave this here. I’m doing some research if Navy also has Bachelor Officers Quarters. Turns out that they do. But mostly overseas.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5GPni930Fo

These are probably the biggest BOQ I have seen so far, especially with that size kitchen and an in unit washer dryer combo. That’s not common stateside, and especially not common for BEQ (Bachelor Enlisted Quarters). These particular ones are in Japan. Generally, BOQ tend to be nicer than BEQ too.

Stateside BOQ is not a common thing. Single officers get basic housing allowance and generally live off base. Few places have on base officer housing and usually, those are reserved for officers with dependents (family).

It’s different for enlisted personnel. Single E4 (sometimes up to E5) and below are required to live in BEQ or barracks, unless they’re single parents which would shift their status to with dependents and they qualify for on base housing. Single, senior enlisted also get basic housing allowance. But it’s on average $1k below what single officers get. The allowance is also rank and state/region dependent. An O3/LT w/o dependents in the Navy gets about $3,500 in Hawaii but about $4,150 in SD Ca. An E5/PO2 w/o dependents gets about 1k less.

Off base housing expenses that exceed the allowance are paid out of pocket through the regular income. Off base housing expenses do indeed often exceed the allowance because things like water, electricity (on an averaged community usage), trash pick up, and maintenance are usually included on base.

The waiting list for housing for either, officers or enlisted, is LONG. Some stay in hotels for like months. And finding a place off base can also be lengthy because usually military personnel will have a contract that releases them of a lease without penalty if they suddenly have to PCS.

Also, for long deployments (not training or TDY), single personnel living in BOQ/BEQ usually have to clear their quarters and store their stuff. But that can differ from station to station.

All this got so technical. This info is from my own life experience and what I’ve researched.

And I just thought, maybe I share it, so people can have some inspo or a little reference for writing.

In the end, it’s FF and we, as writers, can make things up as we go.

Damn, Vonny. This was very thorough! Thank you for all of the information!

[umflowers]

like to be clear with jack's promotion i should be able to start attending therapy, seeing a food counselor who specializes in eating disorders, eat healthy but with a wide variety which will help with my ed/food fixation issues, replace my compression stockings every three months like i'm supposed to (and donate the previous pair, which would still be way better than nothing for someone else), in time pay off my medical debt and also if we buy a new house we intend, with time, to get a robot vacuum, dishwasher, front-loading combo washer/dryer, rolling laundry basket, higher countertops, and other things that will help me be able to contribute by houskeeping without destroying my body, and also eventually one of those fancy beds where you can control the firmness and even put your head or knees up or down like i cannot actually stress how much having more income is going to improve my quality of life regarding my health, quite aside from all the good things it means for him and how i'm even more proud of him than usual

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Anyone for a trailer with an attached indoor pool? 1986 model, 4bds, 2ba, in Bunker Hill, WV, $165K.

The deck has a nice bench, but it hasn't been taken care of properly.

I imagine that this is the living room/kitchen combo and there is a door to the pool here. The kitchen is dated and the cabinetry looks mismatched.

Now, this hall leads to what I think is the primary bedroom.

It has a door to the back yard.

And, it also has sliders to the pool.

Washer/dryer hook-up outside the bedrooms.

One of the other bedrooms. Well, I must say the the floors are new wood-look flooring, and the walls are good and clean. Windows look good.

Half bath.

Bds. 3 & 4.

This bath looks new.

I would say that the pool room needs work. I see a hot tub leaning against the back wall.

The pool is full of green algae, so it needs a new liner, and it looks like the walls on the left need to be finished. Then, it would probably be nice, all decorated.

Outside entrance to the pool.

Little shed in the back.

Looks like a nice lot, but they don't give the dimensions.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/228-Revolution-Dr-Bunker-Hill-WV-25413/22338533_zpid/?

[oldguy56-world]

The Lazy Song

Do not confuse this with last year's 'Down by the Lazy River'. While they might share a general theme (just how lazy people are) the first one was about marijuana delivery to your home. This one is about capitalism, or how I can make money off of just how lazy people have become.

This one started with a TV commercial. Did you know that people living in homes and have their own washer/dryer combos, are now using an app to call in a service for people to do your laundry for you? I kid you not. I recognize doing laundry is a complicated process with the whole separating of the whites from the colors (not as racist as it sounds in my head) and then having to put the washed clothes into a dryer. It must be a real brain buster for some people.

This got me thinking: 'What .com business can I start up to make some money on the younger generation's aversion to doing anything in the way of manual labor around the house?'

There is already fast food delivery (don't get me started again on that one) groceries (which is good for the elderly and disabled) booze and weed so there doesn't seem to be much else out there to make a buck off of. Or is there? I have a few ideas that I recently had copy rights secured on just in case one of you jumps the gun and tries to get to market before I do. My brain still works but sometimes my body doesn't cooperate so much anymore.

'Squabbles' . Put this app on your phone and then the next time your spouse is in a feisty mood and wants to argue with you press a button and within minutes a person shows up to fight with her. (oops, or him) You can then get back to watching TV while they hash it out for hours in the next room. Next level will be that you both have the app, you are both in a mood, and you bring in two people to fight while you go to a movie.

'BMW'. Not the car as you might think. This one stands for bowel movement wiper. What is lazier than not wanting to wipe your own butt? Bring in a professional and prevent those nasty stains in your gitch.

'Guests'. Do you want to have people over but your friends are too lazy to make the drive? Bring in some substitutes. The beauty here is that you can get them to leave whenever you want. They can also go to parties you do not feel like going to because you want to watch the big game live. Send someone in your place and have them take notes. They also provide Tupperware so they can bring you leftovers making sure you don't miss out.

"Steps'. Not the app you are accustomed to. It doesn't count your steps. Your spouse wants to go for a walk in the woods on a fine summer day but you don't want to? Someone will come to your place to walk with them. Also can be used for shopping buddies. You just have to designate whether or not it will involve carrying pkgs.

'Bath Buddy.' Need a description? They will scrub those hard to get at places for you. All you have to do is lie there (or stand there with the companion app Shower Buddy) and let them do all the work.

There are probably more but this is enough to make me rich beyond my wildest dreams. Maybe an app that gets people to help spend my money, although there are scammers out there just waiting to do this.

THOUGHT OF THE WEEK: Convenience is nice but there is a joy in doing things for yourself that just can't be beat.

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

i know it doesn’t make any fucking sense bc i am well known to haunt a thrift store and an antique store and an estate sale and a craigslist but i fucking hate shopping for things. looking at things, recreationally, at any of the above four types of locations is low to no stress bc i don’t typically go into a thrift store looking specifically for one item. thrift stores are great sources of decorative objects and semi-consumable housewares like glassware that will eventually break/wear out. and like if a fun strawberry woven throw presents itself, well! can always use another blanket! if a duet of lovely cast iron presents itself, well! i suppose i was looking to upgrade my pans anyway!

if i am Shopping for a Specific Item (kitchen knives, washer/dryer combo, couch, indian cotton block print sheet/bedspread in warm colors with an interesting non-floral print) i have a long list of needed specs and research notes and reviews and seventy tabs open. dreadful! stressful! not recreational! the goal is to buy something once and then never fucking think about it again so i never have to do this shopping process again! i have looked at so many block print bedspreads in the past hour and all the vibes are wrong! i want something Exactly like my old bedspread but VERY Slightly Different!!! how DARE things wear out!!!