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Heyy I have this Problem , my hair is so frizzy and I have not been able to moisturize it, I used several conditioners and shampoos but my hair is still the same, I have low porosity hair and I only have the problem at the top because the sides are fine. Should I just cut my hair or is there a product that can work?

Do you spend a lot of your time day dreaming what life would be like with your perfect match? Would that life consist of lots of quality time spent together, shared hobbies, travelling together, supporting each other and sharing not just the good times? Are your passions a weird conglomerate of sciency and artsy topics? We might just be a match. No, this is not an infomercial.
What makes finding my match somewhat difficult i,0s that my personality is all over the place, I can't really be put into a box and I dream of finding someone I'm deeply compatible with. I have a PhD in physics/math and work in a related field, involving IT and programming. My take on life is rather critical, rational and I'm not religious. BUT I'm also very by morals, emotional in certain aspects and my biggest aspiration in life is having a happy, fulfilling relationship where we are inseparable, each others best friend and more. A soulmate sorta thing if you wish, even though souls obviously don't exist...right?
Soo what are my passions that we could hopefully share together? I have to get the cliché out of the way first, I'm really big on films/tv shows/video games/manga and some books. It's not just something I consume to overcome boredom though, I'm extremely interested in stories and the art of story telling. My tastes are varied and something that would be fun to discuss, some of the things I like:

• weird, obscure horror movies that sometimes make me wonder if anyone else on the planet has ever seen them (spoiler: yes they have). Also horror movies in general.
• "artsy, deeper" movies without bordering into pretentiousness, a line that is entirely subjective but I shall still defend as if an objective truth. Kubrick I really like, also Disney.
• big sucker for romantic comedies and enjoy some goofy comedies as well.
• mostly story driven, single player games, Life is Strange would be an example of a game that had a deeper impact on me, wowser.
• would enjoy getting into multiplayer games together, I consider it a fantastic way to bond. Mario Kart (GoldenEye?) should be obligatory for a couple, friendly trash talking included (or not so friendly, if you're into that). LoL? Yes please (even though I hate it)
• I already feel like it's getting too long (that's what she said) but I enjoy the Harry Potter books and don't like when people call them children's books. They contain more wisdom about life than most literature classics.

The point being, talking about stories, analysing movies together or writing our own video game plot (don't worry I already have an amazing idea, but not so good at writing dialogue)/short stories is a big thing I'd like to share in a relationship.
Still with me? Some other things I enjoy:

• music, especially older stuff rock, pop, some metal, classical and soundtracks!
• photography, especially nature & architecture. Going on a hike or exploring nature with the intent of taking pictures gives you a whole new outlook on things.
• running, that would be a really fun activity to share together as well.
• cooking and every now and then baking. Let me cook a romantic dinner for you?
• travelling! I've somewhat dipped my toe into the digital nomad thing in the last year and loved it. Exploring a new city/country is super exciting to me. My style of travelling is definitely more adventurous. I like being out and about all day and see as much as I can in the time I'm there, doing a moderate but not too crazy amount of research beforehand about attractions. I like a certain degree of spontaneity and some days where we would just walk wherever the wind carries us. Long... really long walks on the beach are the best, especially at night. That being said, I also enjoy a day laying at the beach, café hopping, exploring restaurants or a mall haha. My favourite place so far has been Japan for sure (not a weeb I swear)(lot's of malls here!). If you're a solo traveller let me know. If you're younger or haven't travelled so much, this is not a deal breaker. As long as you're curious and open minded with a sense for adventure.

Phew ok, not done yet. I need to say something about the type of romantic connection I'm desiring as it's somewhat off the norm. I want to spend a lot of time with my partner. A lot. That doesn't even mean constantly engaging with each other, but just being around each other, checking in on each other, leaving little notes, generally what they would call being clingy. Maintaining a happy relationship should be the number 1 priority in your life, as it would be for me. I would never neglect you in favour of other people or obligations and expect the same in return. Location wise would be great if you're in Germany of course, but really doesn't matter that much to me. This would just be an awesome motivation for me to travel somewhere and as I'm very flexible in my day to day life, I would make a visit happen sooner than later.
Appearance wise, 183 cm, caucasian, slimish/fitish/averageish build, short dark brown hair and eyes. Finally, I'll finish off with an arbitrary list of traits that describe me and I'm simultaneously seeking out in a woman: sense of humour (did that come across...like, at all? Writing this post I felt like it was all rather serious at times, because I take this seriously, but my style of communication is more light hearted, being silly together, not taking everything too seriously, but being able to talk maturely should the situation require), responsible, curious, reliable, trustworthy, loyal, honest to a fault, dedicated, creative, self-aware, honest again because it's important, thoughtful, caring, kind but not a pushover, enjoys arguing/debating, romantic, sweet. If you have a (very?) k1nky side that would be the cherry on top, but it's not a must and all in due time.
Have a virtual cookie for making it this far. Now don't be shy and send me a PM already, telling me what's on your mind. If you send a chat and I don't reply, send a little PM as a follow up in case the chat didn't work.

Hi, so I have been doing a version of NoPoo since the beginning of the year and there have definitely been pros and cons. I am from the UK so any product advice please needs to be procurable in the UK. To briefly explain, I don’t shampoo my hair at home, but I get my hair cut pretty much monthly and they do wash it. I have short soft mullet style hair and the NoPoo gives such a good texture that all I have to do to style is push it forward and let it curl. I started doing it because I have suffered from bad scalp problems which the doctors have tried tons of medical treatments on and each one starts working then stops working, and some can only be used for a short period of time. I felt like I could “reset” my hair with NoPoo and then found it worked well. I brush it infrequently with a boar brush as I’ll be honest I don’t have the patience to be consistent with it. I don’t really get visible flakes anymore but my scalp has remained really dry and flakey. It’s not dandruff it’s more like psoriasis or something, red and flakey. I’ve been thinking maybe there is a shampoo or product I can use that could help without returning to Medicated shampoo or regular washing.
So having said that, I feel that maybe I would be happy to wash once a month and that I would happily spend a fair bit of money on a product that works well as I won’t use it much.
Does anyone have any recommendations? Or should I go a different direction maybe?

I’m 20 close to 21 and I love cats people compare my actions to a cat and I have three beautiful orange kitties. My hair is multicolor in the sun orange black brown and I’ve joked that I’m a calico in a human body. I’ve been secretly into furry fandoms since I was 12 and as an adult my furry obsession has skyrocketed. I’ve imaged my firsona as a goth calico with anime style eyes( I’m new to furry terms) I’ve seen fur suits that are exactly what I like. I’m in no way into cats just a crazy cat momma. My family is kinda okay with furries but my little sister says they are cringe and my husband jokes when I bring up furry stuff. I’d love to build my fur sona or even draw it but don’t know where to start. I don’t know if this is just a hyperfixation or I’m a furry. I’m just afraid that since me and my husband have a relationship where he calls me kitten and it’s bdsm related I’m afraid people will accuse me of being a weird furry. I just want to essentially cosplay as a cat because I have three orange kitties of my own and I always joke I’m there bio momma. My fur sona in my head is just my piercings and hair style on a cute calico cat with like my body showing so just head hands feet and tail( I have a medical condition where I over heat quickly) would it be weird if my fur sona has a collar like a cat? Nothing sexual just a collar that says my fur sonas name. ( Alize the calico) my preferd name irl as my fursona name. I hope I explained this correctly.

Please help, I really need to find this song it’s bothering me so much. I cannot remember the title, but I’m like 70% sure the title is English/has English in the title with Japanese
I’m really positive that the voice was Miku.
The video was an MV, so it wasn’t just a still image for the whole vid, but I believe most of the animation consisted of still/slightly animated images and camera effects (I can’t recall exactly, it wasn’t, like, animated characters, tho—that’s what I remember. And it definitely was not MMD) and the imagery was kinda similar to PinocchioP (who is one of my top favorite vocaloid producers, so at first I thought it was from them, but I’m pretty sure it is not) but a little more edgy looking and less of a use of character animation. The content of the video was very consistent, it stayed the same style and setting and used a lot of the same bits several times. The music video jumped around a decent amount, it was one of the more chaotic (in a good way) MVs but not anywhere near as chaotic as, like, Kikuo. I feel like there was some flashy-ness and quick color changes/flashes but I’m not super positive on that.
I remember clearly that there was a strong motif of skeletons, including a Miku skeleton (or maybe just her skull, I just remember a skull with her hair or clothes lol) in the music video. There was also a motif of the earth. The art style was not really anime, it was a more realistic and edgy feeling style, at least I think so. I don’t remember it showing much of Miku, but she was herself in the vid, not an OC, at least that’s what I remember. The art style for some reason makes me think of newspapers? Like, it felt handmade or cut-out, if that makes sense. But it was not black in white, however. It had mostly dark colors. It might have been sort of a typography kind of thing ( animated lyric video ) but honestly I don’t remember at all if the words were on the screen or just in captions (I always use captions anyway so)
The lyrics I’m pretty positive were in Japanese, but it’s possible it was in English. Anyway, they had something to do with people being stuck on their traditional beliefs and being very stubborn and close minded (idk if that was the official meaning tho, I’m pretty sure that was just what I read a lot in the comments and understood from the lyrics). If it were in Japanese, it definitely had English subtitles. I think some people speculated it was in the perspective that Miku was an extraterrestrial being judging humans, tho that was just theory too I’m pretty sure.
I also remember the comments talking about how this kind of song/video was different compared to this creator’s previous work, but a lot of people liked it regardless. I think there were lots of comments comparing their new stuff to their old stuff. I have no idea what the creators name is tho. With that memory, I think that this song was probably newer rather than older (but not super new either I don’t think, like it wasn’t made this year or anything, I watched it a long while ago. Most likely mid-late 2010s). I thought that their name began with K or M but honestly I have no idea, it could be anything.
I know this feels like a lot of random info lol, but it’s bothering me so much and everytime I search up “Miku song with her skeleton in it” it shows me “skeleton orchestra” which is not it and “ miku” by anamanaguchi for some weird reason. It was also not bacterial contamination. I have watched a lot of top 100 vocaloid or guess the vocaloid song and have not seen it in any. So, it’s not super popular. But, it’s very likely that the artist is popular, and this was a less popular song. I am pretty positive that YouTube recommended it to me and that’s how I found it.
I can picture it really well (I’m a super visual person) but I can’t think of any words/titles/authors. If someone could help, or at least give me a better way to search for it myself, that would be much appreciated.
Here is a short version of my info lol i yap a lot:
-Miku was the singer
-Title very likely had English.
-Likely in Japanese, but could have been English
-Almost certainly not from the 2000s, I’d say most likely mid-late 2010s.
-Definitely had English subtitles, either YouTube CC or in-video OC, even if the video was in English.
-Not well known (but author is very possibly well known)
-Had MV (not a still image)
-MV was not complicated- lots of repeated bits with mostly camera effects and still/slightly animated images.
-Strong motif of Skeletons
-Motif of Earth
-Miku skeleton (had her hair or her clothes)
-Similarish MV imagery style to Pinocchio-P but more edgy looking and less character-based
-Somewhat chaotic MV (potential flashing colors/lights)
-MV stayed consistent in style and setting.
-Not MMD
-Not an animation centered on characters (barely showed Miku)
-Miku was Miku, not an OC
-Art style was more realistic and edgy rather than anime or chibi
-Mostly dark colors
-Art style reminded me of newspapers for some reason (maybe felt handmade/cut-out)
-Lyrics were thought to be about people being closed minded and rigid with their beliefs/judgement
-I feel like there were people speculating if miku was an extraterrestrial being in the vid
-Comments frequently discussed this creator’s new vs. old work.
-Comments claimed this song/ video was different than the creator’s previous work (but still liked it)
-Not skeleton orchestra
-Not bacterial contamination

There's these renters that moved in next door. They've been here for a year. They're in their 40s. Newly partnered. They both have adult children from past relationships. They just had two babies back to back. Two boys that are now 2 1/2 and 1 1/2 (when they first moved in, I chatted with the wife for a bit, so I know this information).
It's been watching the husband totally exploiting her and benefit from it. She looks so haggard and miserable. They're borderline alcoholics. They seem like Trumpers. They have an 'all lives matter,' sticker on their car. They leave ugly trash in their yard for months when all it would take is walking over to pick it up! If it ever gets picked up, more trash just appears! HE will leave their trash been out in the street for days when all the other neighbors take ours in within a reasonable amount of time. The husband comes home from work, and usually gets out of his car with an open beer in his hand.
All my life, I've noticed that many peoples babies don't seem as happy and comfortable as my kids were as babies. I know that many people aren't going to be as good at it as me. I excelled at mothering my babies. I've seen my own friends be just average at this. I get it that we all can't be the baby whisperer. Their babies just always seem upset and uncomfortable. They hardly ever go outside, or leave their house! I hear them crying all the time. I do seem them enough to know that they're physically ok, and enough people come and go to check the situation out. She cuts hair out of her home, some clients come and go.
In our neighborhood, every two driveways are side by side, (theirs and mine) and we both enter our house from the side, so we have less separation and space than would be typical in a single-family-home neighborhood.
Today, I was coming down my driveway to enter my house, and I heard the dad yell at his toddler through an open window, "SHUT THE FU*CK UP DUDE!" In that split moment, I just couldn't control myself. I yelled, "Shut the the fu*k up! Shut the Fu*k up!," and then I went into my house and slammed the door.
Even though we're fake, and cordial and hide it, we have grown to dislike each other because of our incompatibilities as people. I know he thinks I'm an uptight B and sends me bad vibes when he sees me. I hope this helps him realize that I know and think that he's a bad parent. I am not at all condoning my behavior. I'm autistic, and am realizing that social injustice is a real trigger for my autism. That this puts me at risk and could get into trouble.
I hope they move! Maybe this will inspire them to.

M20, I have had flaky dandruff (don't know the exact name for that) since last year, got rid of it now by changing the routine of hair care. I have also experiencing hair fall since then, and started using minoxidil as a solution to regrow the hair. Now it's about a month, yesterday decided to get short length hair cut, and now I have a much more visible scalp than before minoxidil (comparing both situations in short length hair cut).
I most of the time see 2 or 3 hair breaks everytime, I run my hand through the hair. The hair loss rate got increased according to me. Is this a normal thing during the minoxidil treatment phase? How long it lasts normally?
Started feeling baby hair on the scalp. But still not sure whether the minoxidil treatment will actually work for me or not.
I apply minoxidil 3 to 4 hrs before sleep every night.

Ahem, so, I just recently downloaded the game, and I am THOROUGHLY enjoying classes. I mean, the energy is really REALLY annoying, but I enjoy the way we learn spells and have to answer questions, focus, and do movements when necessary.
I also enjoy the map. Y'know, the way classes aren't stuffed in ONE stairwell. cough magic awakened cough
I notice we don't take certain classes until certain years, but we do take them. We don't personally attend them because there is nothing to learn yet and it is a waste of time. However I noticed that while speaking with Penny, she mentions losing the DADA professor. MC then mentions not learning much in DADA anyway. Implying we do attend the core classes we just don't have to spend energy on it because there are no spells/info for us to learn that we will need to use or be able to use at this time. Arguably, DADA should be taken all the time because certainly many defense spells would be incredibly useful, but I doubt anybody was willing to spend the time creating a fuck ton of characters and then ways to dispose of them and give them each distinct personalities and looks and teaching styles and yeah it's a pain. But we do attend the classes and any necessary spells will be taught by I'm guessing other characters/professors
Also, I'm crying laughing at some of the hair options, who made these 😭
Anyway, I am enjoying this game so far I just despise the energy system and having to WAIT HOURS to do things. It's really fucking annoying like every other mission has me waiting 3 hours

UK based. I have severe social anxiety, I rarely go out and almost never use beauty services. I have booked my first haircut for about 15 years at a salon (I’ve been doing my own hair in the meantime but it needs some professional help!) but I am worrying about tipping. Is 20% acceptable? And how do I tip? Should I bring cash? Or add it to what I pay for the cut on my debit card? If anyone would be kind enough to talk me through what to do I would be very grateful.

Hii I apologize if this isn't quite the right sub for weight loss questions, but the community is so nice and I'm not sure where else would be safe to post as it does relate to my transition a little bit. Also it is a little lengthy so there is a quick TLDR at the bottom. Though the context of the full post may help with more useful answers. Either way, thank you for your time!
So Jan 1st of last year I weighed myself and saw I was 245lbs. I then made it my goal to work on myself physically and mentally that year. It was around this time that my egg started cracking and that spurred a desire to actually care about my body for the first time in my life and I actually made significant strides in losing weight. Between Jan and Oct of last year I lost about 85-90lbs by intermittent fasting(I only eat between 12pm-8pm except on rare occasions like parties), eating less (partially as a result of fasting), and eating healthier.
I completely cut out fast food, sodas, and highly processed snacks except on very rare occasions. I also rarely drink alcohol now, maybe once a month (if even) at a party. My dinners consist of a balance between a fish portion or half of a baked chicken breast - some baked, roasted, or sautéed veggies (lots of broccoli), and small portions of rice. Around noon I typically have some oatmeal and a fruit like a banana or blueberries/strawberries and sometimes some greek yogurt if I'm still hungry or after a workout (which I often have an apple after). I pretty much only snack on lightly salted popcorn, fruits, and trail mix (I have an omega-3 mix and a monster mix which is a bit sweeter to try and sate my sweet tooth).
I also exercise at least 4-5 times a week. I go out for a jog/walk for anywhere between 1-2 hours most days and then follow up with mostly lower body workouts, as well as some core. I tend to do 100 various squats, I do deadbugs for a minute, leg lifts, hip bridges, deadlifts, and a 2-minute plank. I tend to mostly rest every other day. Recently, due to a doctor recommendation, I picked up 5lb free weights and added some high rep-low weight upper body workouts to tone on opposite days of my lower body workouts, as my doctor advised this might help with the weight loss.
My doctor also advised that I might be stuck around this weight, as she noted that when a lot of people lose weight very quickly, they tend to hit a plateau. She said when our bodies are used to a high weight, there is a limit to how much we can lose in a shory period of time. I imagine this is due to the fact that (I read somewhere) working out doesn't destroy the lipids in our bodies, it simply shrinks them down. I've read that it can take a long time for those shrunken lipids to actually disappear, so there is a limit to how much you can lose in a given time period since the lipids aren't entirely gone. Not sure how accurate this is, but I'm hoping it just means over time I will slowly be able to lose the remaining fat.
Due to all of this I went from that 245lbs and now float around 155-160lbs. The problem is that I have been stuck here since around October and haven't been able to get below the 155lbs at all in all this time. My goal is to hit around 140-145lbs and aim for a more flat tummy, which seems to be the biggest holdout on my body. I want to lose upper torso mass and belly fat on the front and sides, but nothing seems to be working. For reference, I am 5'7". Once I start E I plan on adding a little weight over time to help put fat where I want it to be (but not get overweight lol).
I wanted to make this post to see if anyone has any suggestions on what I could change or add that might help me get further results. Or do people think I may have hit that plateau I mentioned above and it will just take a long time of continuous effort to get rid of those lipids? I'm starting hrt soon so hoping the change in fat distribution will make it so the remaining male fat will be easier to lose since new fat will go elsewhere.
TLDR: I lost 90lbs and have been stuck around 155 for roughly 7 months - looking for advice to burn more fat and get rid of belly fat on front and sides to hit my goal of aroind 140-145lbs. I am 5'7"
Thank you all for your time, I appreciate you!

Also posted in Hidradenitis, but maybe someone here has regular acne and HS and has a doctor to recommend?
Looking for a dermatologist who can navigate oral retinoids for extreme oiliness in patients who also have HS. I’m dealing with a combo of extremely oily skin/hair, body acne (almost none on face), scarring, blackheads, and “maybe” HS (diagnosis has gone back and forth, but I have multiple DEP and it's quacking like a duck).
The oiliness is out of control and in places I cannot treats with topicals. With my last dermatologist, my next step was supposed to be isotretinoin. I do still think oral retinoids are my best bet, but there was a communication style mismatch with my previous provider, and I want solid communication before starting oral retinoids.
If HS wasn’t in the picture, I think this would be as simple as “just start isotretinoin”. But given the HS, I’m wondering if acitretin first might be a good idea. Or if there's other things I can do to reduce the risk of isotretinoin worsening my HS.
I know there’s significant risks to any oral retinoids, and I really want to find a dermatologist who can sit down with me and work out ways to mitigate those risks and generally go at this in an informed and collaborative way.
What I’m looking for:

• clear communication
• collaborative approach
• the kind of person who likes a good puzzle
• trans-friendly
• good with HS
• experienced/comfortable prescribing oral retinoids
• MGH (or MGB broadly), will consider a different Boston-area hospital system if there’s someone elsewhere who is an absolutely perfect match though

I know wait times are rough right now, but are there any providers who match that description?

I'm looking at getting my first laser in the next few weeks and have been doing a bunch of research. I think I've pretty much settled on getting the Acmer P2 33w laser and the the IR head attachment. The IR laser intrigued me with being able engrave metals, and especially color marking on stainless steel and doing deep engraving on metal objects. After falling down that rabbit hole I set an eventual goal of getting a more powerful fiber laser in the future (like the Monport 60w MOPA laser) but it's currently out of my budget. But I recently ran across some gantry style 20w fiber lasers like the Ikier K1 Pro or the Atomstack M20. I know these would not be as fast as the galvo fiber lasers, but at less than half the price they fit more into my current budget. Would I be able to accomplish my goals of deep engraving and color marking with something like this? Most of what I can find on these lasers shows them cutting thin metals which is not really what I'm looking for. I don't really see much info on deep engraving and color marking.

Maybe I should be grateful that I have a perfectly healthy body, but it's really hard to do so when i can't actually do everything I want with it.
Throughout my life, I've always been the bigger girl among my friends. I'm taller, I have broad shoulders, big thighs, big arms, big everything. I don't have a problem with being tall, and normally I don't have an issue with my weight either. But when I need to buy new clothes, it is hell for me. I constantly look around and see all of these pretty, small girls who can wear whatever the hell they want and they'll look great with it. They never have a problem of "will this fit me correctly". They enter whatever store they want, try on whatever dress they can and even though not every single one of them looks amazing, they still fit one way or another. Meanwhile I get to try maybe one or two pieces in each store because the others are "too small", "don't fit my boobs and are inappropriate because of it", "too short", "don't look flattering" etc. etc.
I hate not being able to enter a store and just get whatever looks cute. I hate having to look for that one specific cut just so that I will look "okay" with it. I want to be able to wear whatever I want, and I hate that every single friend of mine except me can do that easily because they were just born with the right body. I hate it all. Especially since my graduation is near and everyone is looking for clothes. Nothing fits me correctly. I hate everything I wear and can never wear the things I actually like. I hate how easy everyone else seems to choose what to wear and I have to scour every internet site and every store just to look "fine" in the end.
I hate that I don't get to have a "style" as my style is "whatever actually fits".

I'm back with another update. Check my post history for previous experience reports if you're interested.
I started testosterone pellets in September of 2023. My total T and free T at that time were 8.9 ng/dL and .7 pg/mL. At previous checks since starting testosterone, I have had total T of 176 ng/dL (six weeks post insertion) and then 251 ng/dL (four weeks post insertion). Both of those times I had free T of 2.5 pg/mL.
I got new bloods a week or so ago, six weeks post insertion of a 175 mg pellet. My total T was at 147 ng/dL and my free T was at 1.7 pg/mL. Based on the bloods, it appears I have not had the "stacking" problem some people have with pellets, despite my kind of high dose. I've definitely seen folks who get a much lower dose but end up with 400+ after a couple rounds.
How I've been feeling this round: Tired compared to previous rounds, and my motivation is not as high as in previous rounds. Definitely an improvement from pre-treatment times, though. Mood is stable; no "roller coaster," which is a big deal for me. I have a history of depressive and hypomanic episodes. Libido is a piece I'm always working on. It's vastly better than prior, but not where I want it. I have the complicating factor of SSRI use. I've been tapering off that very slowly. Once off, I'm adding wellbutrin, which can have good effects on libido.
The only unwanted effect I've had continues to be dark hairs above my lip. That's OK. I just remove them. My head hair is fine. My voice is not deeper.
Another moving piece in my story is that I've drastically changed what I eat since November. I've lost 25 pounds, so my weight loss may also be affecting things. I think I might be tired because I'm struggling to eat enough protein as I limit saturated fat. (On a bit of a tangent, due to my eating changes, I've improved my cholesterol somewhat and greatly improved my insulin sensitivity. Yay!)
There's not really much new to report, but I figure I'd do another one anyway for all my pellet ladies out there.

We have three ferrets. One has always been healthy nice fur, energetic. The other two have lost hair and have gotten skinny. We have tried different food options but I'm not sure what's best. Currently they have the option of a kitten food which we've heard might help (maybe not?) and a ferret food by zupreem which is 40% protein 20% fat. They mostly prefer the cat food which has made it hard to change foods for them. I'm wondering what other people use or have used to help ferrets in this situation. Specific product suggestions would be appreciated since we're having trouble on our own.

Not looking to start a debate I’m just looking for a barbershop. Had issues getting cuts at places where they speak only Spanish and unless it’s a Dominican/PR shop they don’t have experience with black hair textures... If anyone can recommend a barbershop in the area of downtown/wynwood lil Haiti or Hialeah I’d appreciate that.

Here we are again in the shit stew that is the Fallowveil trailer park. We’ve got soul eating strippers, jobs that kill us, and plenty of weirdos, both the trailer trash and the potentially paranormal variety. It’s the place where even your own computer sometimes threatens to kill you. I can’t tell if I should be worried, or annoyed that all my neighbors have such irresponsible web habits. I know it’s not me that brings in all these machine wiping viruses.
So even though I got a system error that literally said “you’re useless and you should die” I’m less interested in that. Stupid thing. Like I don’t already know I’m useless. That’s not what I’m depressed about.
Well… I suppose it's tangentially related.
I hope anyone reading will forgive me. I’m feeling the sting of rejection right now. It was really stupid of me to ask. Especially now. Nobody here really likes me. They’ve only been nice to me as a courtesy because I was almost involved in a god damn shootout. And my idiot self decided that was the perfect time to push one of my few friends all the way away. Never ask your friends out on dates. It ruins everything.
So there’s this woman. I’ve talked about her in the past. Trista Ramone. She lives in the far back corner of the trailer park. You can instantly tell which unit is hers because she’s covered every square inch of the property with gardens and a rabbit hutch. The place usually has beads and colorful flags hanging on its walls as well. She’s kind of a right winger’s nightmare. I know some of those flags represent various lgbtq plus communities.
She and I have been friendly in the past. We’re both night shift workers. We crossed paths quite a bit going to and from work so we struck up a friendship over the years.
Let’s just ripped the band aid off. Recently I’ve started thinking I had… stronger feelings for Trista. I got stupid and decided to tell her about them. She wasn’t interested. I get why. We have very different lifestyles. I like meat, and she thinks the meat industry is murder. I’m not willing to give up meat, and she’s not willing to give up her beliefs. It's as simple as that. Now things are incredibly awkward with one of my closer friends and I’m still spiraling into self loathing, where I belong.
She swore up and down that she absolutely still wants to be friends with me, but I’m not sure I believe her. The look she gave me when I told her I’d like to ask her out. It looked like sadness, but a small part of me is convinced it was pity, or worse, disgust and loathing, and that small part gave me ever shuts the fuck up. But anyway, she gave me permission to write about her.
She is one of the creepy fixtures of our little neighborhood after all. She told me to make her seem as insane and scary as I possibly could and that she should get to kill me at the end. She also handed me a few of her high school yearbooks, advised me to chat with another neighbor of ours who she went to school with, and to only use creepy rumors for the rest.
Part of me is really willing to describe her as awful, but that’s just my anger. I don’t like that part of me. Trista’s not a bad person at all. She’s just weird and she doesn’t want to date me. God damn it, Petunia’s right. I need therapy.
So, I’ve told the story of the sexy, scary lady living in a polycule here in the trailer park. I think she’s got a bigger heart than she lets on. I’ve talked about the stories surrounding the Schroeder Slaughterhouse. Now let’s talk about the hippy everyone thinks is a vampire.
She’s a taller woman, maybe five-seven or eight, and she’s skinny. Her typical wardrobe is… interesting. Try to imagine your typical new-age hippy/stoner girl, wearing colorful sarongs, crop-tops, beanies, baggy sweaters, T-shirts with colorful sayings on them, sandals, boots woven from some sort of exotic plant, beaded necklaces, bracelets, a few too many piercings and some intricate tattoos. Can you picture that kind of person? Well, take that and dip them in “goth” dye. Everything is black, and contrasts to her pale white complexion, her eyes are this unusual violet color, and then make the woman wearing all that seem kind of depressed about something. That’s the look Trista has going on. Like if Wednesday Addams was forced to dress up for Hippy Day.
I’ve heard people call her an emo vampire, but as a former emo myself, she doesn’t fill out all the criteria. She doesn’t typically wear any super tight pants or cake on the eyeshadow. I guess she’s just Trista. It might sound weird (and it is) but the whole thing suits her. Her style, tattoos, and complexion all create this image of skinny vampiric waif with a mysterious past and a freaky sarcastic attitude and I found the whole thing… kinda hot.
Trista keeps to herself. She’s made the most out of her little corner of the trailer park. Like I said, she decked out her unit with garden squares, and a Rabbit pen. No idea why she’s allowed to do that. A lot of these places don’t allow pets. I heard she was also trying to put in a beehive too, but her neighbors are fighting her on that one. Our park is a bit too condensed for bees. She has a permit to grow hemp, but of course it’s not for recreational use. She treats it and uses it to weave things like handbags, clothes, and other stuff. There’s a consignment store in town that sells all kinds of things Trista has crafted herself. So she’s handy and self sufficient too. She paints, she carves wood, she weaves, she crochets, she sews, and who knows what else. She’s so good at her little crafts that apparently she’s able to support herself just selling them and working part time at the Moonlight Inn outside of town.
She’s also relatively friendly. I almost feel bad calling her weird, but here’s the thing, I’ve seen some REALLY weird shit. People jokingly call her a vampire, and she seems to embrace that, but part of me seriously wonders. The big clue is, like I mentioned, she’s completely nocturnal. She’s always asleep during the day, and every blind and curtain is drawn tight. The one time she came out during the day, she had on this full body suit with a helmet with UV glass and everything. Even then, she only showed up to give Petunia a hug, before leaving again.
That was the first time I saw Trista, come to think of it. I was kind of intrigued. It was kind of hard not to be when someone shows up to a community cookout in a freaking astronaut suit. I approached Petunia after she left.
“Who the heck was that?” I wondered.
“MASON! I’m so glad you could make it! You’ve been here about three months now! How’d that job interview go?”
“Oh. It went well. I might be doing janitorial work soon.”
“Night shift?”
“Maybe. I’m not sure.”
“If it’s the night shift, you’ll definitely meet the person who just left. That’s Trista. She’s the girl with the rabbits in the far corner. Poor girl. She’s got a really bad skin condition. Can’t let sunlight touch her.”
“Oh. Is she like… albino or something?”
“No, she’s got pigment. I don’t remember what the condition is called. I guess it started in high school or something. You’d have to ask her. And hey! If you work the night shift, you’ll probably get to chat with her!”
Petunia wasn’t wrong. I started working as a nighttime janitor for a number of local businesses. That was when I first started noticing the pale goth hippy. She rides around on a moped, with her dark hair and her sarong barely billowing behind her. I couldn’t see her face through the helmet, but she waved to me as she passed by.
The next time I saw her, she was jogging, but here’s where it gets weird. When I first stepped outside, all I saw was a blur. It actually startled me as I whipped toward it, but then there was this skinny tattooed pixie, somehow still looking like a stonehippy/vampire in jogging gear. I swear she was moving inhumanly fast when I first noticed her. That was when we introduced ourselves. She actually jogged over to say hello.
“Hey! You’re the new guy right?”
“Oh, uh, yeah. My name’s Mason!” I reached out to shake the pretty girl’s hand, like an awkward loser. She smirked and shook my hand. Her grip was weirdly strong, and a bit cold.
“I’m Trista. I’m the weirdo in the back with the rabbits.”
“Trista… oh, are you the one who has a thing with sunlight? I think Petunia mentioned you.”
“Yup! That’s me. Xerodoma pigmentosum. Sunlight hurts. I hate that it hurts.” She lamented.
“That’s gotta be rough,” I said sympathetically.
“You get used to it. You work at night?”
“Yeah. Works better for me.”
“I get that.”
And so on and so on. She’s pretty cool, with a bit of hilarious snark in there. And she secretly procured recreational weed she was willing to share. I kept working the night shift just hoping for another chance to talk to her and possibly buy a joint. Eventually she invited me over to share a joint. The inside of her place was actually pretty sparse and spartan compared to the outside. Though she was a fan of hanging beads. Most of the main room was taken up by her various crafting projects and supplies. Hemp weaves, some paintings, and even a wood carving of what I think was a rabbit, but it wasn’t anywhere near complete.
I followed her to her kitchen where she reached into the very back of her pantry and pulled out a shoebox. Inside was her stash, but there was something else which I found very strange. It was a pack of syringes and a thing I assume is to sterilize syringes. I know what you’re thinking, and that was my first thought too. It’s a poor neighborhood, the woman already smokes weed illegally, it’s not that big a shock that maybe she was involved in other drugs too. I decided not to ask at the time. We shared our joint, and we laughed, a lot. She made fun of me for being a lightweight, while I got completely hypnotized staring at the patterns of a shawl she had woven.
Months went by and we got closer, but I couldn’t forget those syringes. After a while I got worried. I’ve seen what heroine does to people. So the next time I went over to smoke and eat (vegan) pizza with her, I asked.
“Trista? Are you using anything other than weed?”
“Drugs?”
“Yeah.”
“No. Why?”
“You can tell me if you are.”
“Mason, sweetheart, I’m a stoner. I don’t fuck around with anything else and I never have.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Okay. Can I ask what that set of syringes are for?”
“Oh. In my stash box? Those are… part of my condition. I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Oh. Is it like… embarrassing?”
“Yeah. So don’t ask. Can we just watch a movie?”
So I don't ask anymore. But I still have no idea what she does with those syringes. Based on what I read about that Xerodoma Pigmentosum thing she says she has, I have no clue what she would need to inject herself with.
Another time she asked me to check on her rabbits for her during the day, as her usual “sitter” had something come up. All I had to do was chop up the lettuce and carrots she left out. As I was enjoying the adorable fluffy faces, one of Trista’s neighbors, a woman named Bridget, poked her head outside her door.
“Hey. Do you know what Trista injects those rabbits with?”
“I… what?”
“I’ve seen her use syringes on those rabbits. She said she was just giving them medicine, but I swear I see her inject them every week.”
“I… I wouldn't know. She just asked me to feed them.”
“I love Trista, but that always seemed so weird. She has to know vaccines are a hoax!” I tuned the woman out after that one. My mind was on that set of syringes. Why would she be using them on rabbits? These things were her pets.
I was starting to crush on her by then. But I couldn’t help feeling weirded out by that. I was actually going to confront her, but the next time I came to visit, she was literally inside the Rabbit hutch, on her back, squealing with delight as her rabbit friends nuzzled and played with her.
“Bonnibelle! That tickles! Marcy! No chewing. Finn? Watch where you’re sticking that foot! Jake? Where are you? EEEEE Lumpy! Not the neck!”
It was as silly and adorable as it sounds. She was forced to whip herself upright when two of her little friends tried to burrow under her dress. She finally stood up with a laugh, cradling a rabbit in her arms and cooing at it.
There was just no way in hell this woman was doing anything that would hurt these animals. Bridget is a paranoid antivax weirdo anyway. If Trista was using syringes on the rabbits, I was convinced it was only for their benefit.
So life went on. I got more and more reclusive over the years. Petunia, Trista, and my next door neighbor Fred were the only things keeping me remotely connected to the outside. And so we get to now. So let’s see. What are the stories about the weird vampire woman?
Well, there’s the fact that she jogs at night, solo, in a poor neighborhood. Petunia keeps the shitty people contained and behaving for the most part, but I still wouldn’t exactly call it safe, especially for a young skinny woman. But she does it without a care in the world.
There’s one strange event that some people like to connect to this. I never knew this guy, but from what I hear he was a total weirdo who leered at anyone even remotely female. And this is despite the fact he was married. His name was Josh.
I remember him a bit. He’s the guy that Petunia chased away from one of her barbecues. Supposedly he was heard saying inappropriate things to the groups of ten year old girls that were playing in the bounce house Petunia rented. Telling them how pretty they were. Trying to coax them to take off their jackets. Police reports were filed but ultimately nothing could be proven. The guy's wife, Carole, always defends him for some reason.
But anyway, I remember hanging out with Trista one night a little over a year ago. She hadn’t gone jogging like she normally did. I asked her what was up with that.
“That weirdo, Josh has started catcalling when I pass his place. It weirds me out.”
“There aren’t other people who do that at night? I’m still shocked you jog alone.”
“Not like this. I can flip off a wolf whistler. But this guy… he keeps trying to get me to stop and talk to him, and when I don’t? He shouts about my ass. I’m gonna have to talk to Petunia about that shithead, if anybody can reign him in, it’s her.”
I’m gonna guess she never got a chance. Two days later, the whole town was awoken by sirens. I was getting ready for my shift when I heard them. I walked down the road a bit to see if I could figure out what was going on. The cops were heading toward the other side of the park, so I couldn’t see much. But I did notice Trista, in her jogging gear, skulking in the shadows. I wondered if she was in trouble. But before I could call out to her, she sprinted straight to Petunia's house and banged on the door. Petunia welcomed her inside, and that was all I saw. I still wasn’t sure what was going on, so I just shrugged and headed to work, figuring I’d text Trista later.
I didn’t learn till later that Josh was found dead. He was lying prone, face down, partly hidden by bushes at the edge of the park. His neck was cut open. He’d bled out rapidly. He had a knife in his hand, and officially it’s believed he fell on it and accidentally killed himself. There was a cocktail of drugs in his system so most people accept that explanation. But others swear they saw Trista out for her jog around the same time Josh would have been bleeding to death. She got questioned, and she swore she didn’t see anything. Without evidence, there was nothing else that could be proven.
Trista’s a friend. I know that guy was being creepy to her. So I’m happy to take her word for what happened, even if my seeing her going to Petunia’s pokes a bit of a hole in that. I can’t be sure it was Trista though. So I’m not saying a word. But if a certain creep attacked a certain lady who is rumored to be a vampire, it’s not that surprising to me that he ended up dead after bleeding to death. I’m not all that broken up about it.
I’m not the one spreading that story. Josh’s wife was the one who started the rumor. So now some people are even more convinced that the weird nocturnal hippy chick is secretly a vampire.
She’s no killer. No matter what they say. She would only have defended herself.
So that’s all the stories I’ve heard that have any credibility to them. There’s more people who swear she and Petunia perform weird rituals, and people who saw her moving “inhumanly fast” and such.
But now I have to share what I found in the yearbooks Trista gave me. I wasn’t really expecting much. I checked her senior yearbook out first. She looks about the same. Pale, goth, hippy, and sort of sad. She kind of looks even sadder in these photos if I’m being honest, but that’s high school for you. She graduated in the top half of her class, no sports or extracurriculars. I’m left wondering how she managed to go to school at the time of sun was so bad for her. I’ll have to ask her about that. So nothing really new there.
It was the yearbook from her junior year where things got really interesting. I was in shock when I found her. Trista is somehow impossible to miss, but unrecognizable all at once. She’s full of color! She wore more typical tie dye hippy attire. Bright vibrant pinks, reds, blues, greens, and yellows, in every photo, and holy shit was she busy. Captain of the soccer team, first chair flutist, president of the “green living” club and the “vegan alliance,” top ten in her class, it was all incredible. I think the main reason I didn’t recognize her was her skin. It was tan, as though she were out in the sun a lot. Furthermore there were photos of her playing sports and standing outside in bright sunlight.
It was like her disease wasn’t there, which confused me. She told me it was something called Xeroderma Pigmentosa. But that’s a genetic condition. She would have had that from birth.
I sent her a text, wondering about this.
- Hey! Just went through your yearbooks. What happened? You had color? Did you discover Linkin Park?
- My disease happened. Right at the end of Jr. year. That’s why I wasn’t there for the final class photo.
- But your disease is genetic… isn’t it?
- I guess it was dormant in me.
- So it just… happened?
- Pretty much.
- I’m sorry.
- I got over it. Mostly. It was hard. My parents were both hardcore vegan naturalists and we lived in a place that was all natural light and such, so I had to live in a shed for a bit while they built a space for me. But in my family? We kinda lean into whatever life throws at us. It took months of depression to come to terms with it. All of a sudden I couldn’t be out in the sun, and I had new dietary needs that absolutely required non-vegan sources. So I leaned into it. I was a vampire now. I can dig dark colors and “vampire style.” I could make it my own by avoiding leather. And I’d be as vegan as I possibly could.
- You’re kind of awesome.
- Damn straight. So I learned to love the night too and now, here I am.
I gained new respect for her after that. Frankly I feel kinda shitty about making fun of her for being a vampire. There might not be anything paranormally weird about her after all.
She sent me one more text telling me I should talk to a guy named Frankie. She’d gone to school with him. He’s a decent enough guy. Works in the Bicounty mall in town.
I had to wait a day or two for another of Petunia’s get togethers to talk to him.
“Hey!” I said awkwardly as I tried to figure out how to strike up conversation with someone I haven’t really spoken to in a long time. “Frankie, right?”
“Oh. Yeah. Been a while. How are you Mason? You okay after that whole thing at Red Nights?”
“I’m trying to be. Look, I’ll cut to the chase. You went to school with Trista Ramone, right?”
“Ol’ Boho Ramone? Yeah. We were sort of friendly. But I was a jerk to vegans back then. Why do you ask?”
“I’ve been hanging out with her. She’s being all mysterious.” He chuckled at that. “She said I should talk to you to learn more about her… weirdness? Everyone thinks she’s a vampire now.”
“She’s totally a vampire. I have no idea what else to call her?”
“Why do you say that?”
“What did she tell you about school?”
“Nothing. She just showed me two yearbooks. Between Junior and Senior year she went from colorful club president, to lonely vampire, because of her disease.”
“Nah man. I don’t want to talk bad about her. But she was kind of a bitch, junior year. She wasn’t just a colorful vegan. She was one of those “holier than thou” types who scoffed and talked down to anyone who dared to eat meat. Her “hippy” thing meant she never hung out with the popular girls but still, she acted like she owned the place at times. I was friends with this weird guy named Steven Jones. He was just kind of a weirdo. Skulking around in the background, you know? He HATED Trista. For a while I totally understood. I thought she was kinda stuck up. But this guy was like… irrationally enraged by that girl’s existence. I guess he tried to ask her out when he was a freshman and she politely declined. But he took that shit personally.”
“Huh. So like… why’s that matter?”
“Because Steven kept saying to anyone who gave him a second look, that he was gonna ‘ruin’ her. Never elaborated. But then the last month of school rolls around, Trista gets assaulted by an unknown assailant and a week later she’s got this new disease. Meanwhile, Steven spent a week strutting around the school looking smug, and saying ‘she got what she deserved.’ Then he disappears too. Teachers said he moved away.”
“She was assaulted?”
“Yeah. Someone in a face wrap tackled her while she was at one of her protests at the meat factory. The dude freaking BIT her.”
“Jesus.”
“Yeah. I was there. I came to the protest. I’ll admit I was trying to hit on Trista or one of the other girls there. But yeah. Dude dressed in all gray with a face wrap just charged in and went right for Trista. Knocked her down, bit her like a freaking zombie, then ran away before anyone could stop him. Didn’t even take his face wrap off. It was freaky, man.”
“What the actual fuck.”
“That’s what we all said. Trista needed a stitch. But while she was at the hospital, I guess she started getting more symptoms. She was out for the rest of the year. From then on, she was like she is now. Total vampire.”
“Was Steven a vampire?”
“I dunno. Probably. Little dickhead is what he is. Must have been him that attacked Trista, but nobody could prove it. Bite mark didn’t match or something. So why are you asking? You hang out with her at night right? You asking her out or something?”
“Oh. No. Just a friend.”
That was all I really learned from Frankie. It’s quite a story, and it’s full of unknowns that Trista refuses to explain. So I guess I’ll let readers be the judge. Is she a “real” vampire? Or just a weirdo? All I know is, she’s totally standing behind me right now and now I’m dead. Bleh.
I did come back to life to talk to Trista once I finished writing this. She enjoyed it. I may as well include that interaction.
I went to her place on my night off. She read my take on her and what the neighbors thought and she grinned. “Ha! I’m a total monster!” She chuckled. “So. What do YOU think, Mason? Am I a vampire?” She cocked an eye and playfully gnashes her teeth at me, making a pleasant little click.
I sighed. “No idea. You’re Trista. And… you’re my friend. I’m sorry if I made things awkward.”
She looked surprised by that. “Aw. Thanks Mason. You’re my friend too. It’s okay. I’m flattered.”
“You don’t have to explain.”
“So we’re cool?”
“Absolutely not. We’re both weird shut ins.” She laughed. It was good to hear her laugh. It made me happy.
“Yeah but I got the ‘mysterious vampire’ thing going.”
“You have dirt in your hair from rolling around with bunnies. And you’re a vegan.”
“Bite me.”
“Says the vampire.”
“You know, if I were a vampire, I could have bitten you when we both went to the slaughterhouses a few weeks ago.”
“That just makes me stupid.”
“You’re not stupid, Mason. You’re not a loser either.”
“So. You know of any other good spooky town stories that I can do next?
“Oh, sure. You ever heard the tale of Salome? She was a witch who would mash up the seeds of a Sinapis Alba plant to make a diabolical potion she’d dump on herself. They called her the ‘Witch of the Sands.’”
I’m embarrassed to admit it took me four days to realize Trista was just fucking with me. I only figured it out when I looked up Sinapis Alba and learned that mashing the seeds just makes mustard. “Salomi the sand-witch.” Well played, vampire hippy…
Sexy Neighbor
Haunted Slaughterhouse

Have a home in SoFL with a mouse problem that will not die. I have had 3 different pest control companies, one of which was a “rodent expert” try to fix this problem.
The mice are supposedly field mice, which everyone tells me don’t even infest houses in FL. So I guess my house is just special.
Home a nearly 100 yr old, Spanish Mission style stucco on frame 2/1 with unfortunately no crawl space access. It is in densely populated city.
In addition to constant professional baiting and trapping both inside and outside… We have spent 1000’s on extensive exclusion efforts, repeatedly. We have had 3 different smoke tests performed to check for broken pipes (all passed). We have purchased a borescope for the latest pest control guy. They are doing all the things that are supposed to work, but the mice persist. They are occasionally weeks or months with no or low activity but they always comeback in force.
We are desperate to fix the issue.
House is clean and uncluttered. We have always had professional pest control services.
We have considered cutting crawl space access into the floor and are still willing to but the crawl space is too small for that to be particularly helpful.
At wits end, has anyone ever had this problem? Or have any ideas on how to fix it?
I want to drill holes and fill the entire crawl space with poison but the pest control guy says that’s not a thing lol.

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