Crochet tube sock

The upgrade is definitely worth it. It took me more or less 7 hours to disassemble the old printer, install the upgrade kit, and perform the 1st test print. If you carefully (and I mean, REALLY CAREFULLY) read the instructions, the process goes nice and smooth. Reading the comments also helps.
I didn't use the pre-sliced models for MK3.5 on the USB thumbdrive, as they failed mid-print because the machine switched off the hot end roughly at 50% of the printing process, resulting in an aborted print.
Printing speed is dramatically improved, especially when dealing with objects requiring a lot of X-Y movements: printing speed difference between MK3 and MK3.5 are especially significant with wide and flat objects rather than thin and tall ones.
Even though the printer is now twice as fast, the print quality is the same as before, if not even better: I can see less artifacts on vertical surfaces than before.
The added features are absolutely game changers, especially PrusaConnect and PrusaLink: being able to monitor the printing process wherever I am, and finally being free from SD card fiddling has no price. You can also flash the printer firmware directly from PrusaConnect!
The printer is also quieter than before: since it now prints with input shaping, there's no resonances between axes such as the ones I used to hear before, especially during X-Y combined movements. Also, as motors spin way much faster, the noise it makes is higher pitched.
However, this is not only bells and whistles. I had some issues after the upgrade: as the machine is really being pushed to its limits, if it's not in perfect shape, you may experience problems.
Here are the drawbacks I had:

1. I wasn't able to unload the filament anymore, it got badly stuck. My PTFE tube was worn out, but this has never been a problem with the old unloading routine. With the new one, though, the printer does an initial "ramming" and pushes the filament hard through the nozzle; it does this to get the filament end a better shape and to save filament when changing color (you need to purge less filament than before to get the right color after the change), but this ramming caused the filament to get stuck into the hot end. I solved this problem by replacing the PTFE tube.
2. I had to install a silicone sock onto the hot end because the tool head now moves so fast that it struggles to keep the right nozzle temperature.
3. I still have an issue with the 1st level calibration: as soon as you add a 2nd sheet profile, on the right side of the bed (~5 cm) the filament gets squashed so badly that the nozzle crashes onto the sheet, scratching it. I've reseated all the heatbed screws, it didn't help. I've been in contact with PrusaSupport and they told me that this has been heard before and it's probably a firmware bug (yet to be officially confirmed). I temporarily deal with this problem by not using the standard 1st level calibration.I print an 80x80x0.2 mm square instead.

Having said that, I'm very very happy and impressed by the upgrade kit, it feels like having a new printer and it grants you full support for years to come.

After the Khumans had settled down somewhat, Alex let out a rather shaky breath. "I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't that."
"What were you expecting?" Kirell didn't understand, and it bothered him, but he was suddenly also extremely curious. It should be safe to learn more about this, right?
"Well... something more along the lines of swearing."
"Um... Karyces, Alex, did you get browner?" Kirell asked tentatively, which apparently set off the Khumans again.
"Woah there, spaceman." Sleepy didn't seem thrilled to hear him say that one; Kirell felt a guilty flush of purple around the edges of his frills. He didn't know Sleepy knew what it meant. "That's a strong word around the little one, huh?"
"Oh." He looked down at Nryxə guiltily, but she didn't seem to have noticed. At least he hoped she hadn't noticed. She was staring at the glassteel wall with her seven eyes wide open. Kirell didn't need his shiny new translator to know that her expression was curiosity. She probably didn't notice.
"You'll have to tell me what it means later. I mean it, Sleepy." Alex took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and closed her eyes. "I mean, I guess I got browner, but it's not.... Well. It's a scar."
Kirell's frills flashed open with a little pop, the whole width stained a deep red. "A scar? The whole thing?"
"Yep." Come to think of it, Alex's voice was a little lower than he remembered, a little raspier. "I– Captain, could you? It's sore."
"Sure. Poke me if I say something bad." The Captain cleared his throat as Alex sat down, crossing her legs under her, on the floor. "So, you know we burned a lot of atmosphere on Kzrkn, right?"
"Yes." Of course Kirell remembered that; he'd been scared out of his wits at the time. It seemed so silly now, to be afraid of something on the ground while he was safe in orbit.
"Well, the gate they took you through... yeah, atmospheres started mixing up, and then they closed it on Hook's electric prosthetic and–" The Captain broke off as Alex grabbed his leg; the deep red from Kirell's frills grew even darker. She was shaking a little. "Sorry Hook. Anyway, Squishy, I bet you saw it from your end too, but Hook was real close. Doc fixed what was mission-critical and did a bunch of patching, but it's still rough, and she's.... I bet she'll be mad for telling you, but she's still pretty spooked. Most folks'd already be shipped home with a Heart for this kinda thing, but damn if Hook hasn't made us proud. Well, prouder."
"What's that got to do with being browner? Did you not fix the scars?"
"Not mission-critical." Sleepy broke in on the conversation. "Don't get us wrong, Spaceman, he wanted to, but Hook said to focus on gettin' ya back."
"I think her exact words were 'Being pretty can wait.' Gotta love Hook, huh Squishy?"
Kirell felt his eyes itching, as if he wanted to cry again. "I'm sorry, Alex. I'm really sorry. I shouldn't ha–"
Alex slammed her synthetic hand into the floor with a bang; Nryxə jumped in Kirell's arms. Alex was shaking again, but this time she didn't look scared at all. She looked angry, and her eyes were a bit wet. That felt wrong, somehow, and conflicting, but Kirell could remember being scared and happy at the same time while wandering with Nryxə; it was probably similar.
"Shut it kid. Don't say that; don't you dare say that. I went after you 'cause I wanted to get to you. Don't ever say differently." Alex's voice seemed to squeak and thin out at the end of the last syllable; she pressed her lips together, looking frustrated.
"Easy there Hook. You've talked a lot more'n usual today. It's OK." The Captain reached down and patted Alex's artificial hand awkwardly. "You're doing good."
Alex swatted his hand away. Kirell's hearts abruptly thumped in his chest; he'd never seen that kind of expression on a Khuman face before. It was some mixture of ones he'd seen before; some kind of anger, sadness, coupled with a strange sick look he didn't recognize.
"Cap, ya aren't helping. If ya don't shut up I'd say it's about three seconds 'till ya get socked."
"Shi... crap. Sorry Hook. Didn't mean to– Uh, think I'll stop talking." Kirell didn't know what this situation had to do with closed tubes of fabric, or why the Captain had glanced at him and fixed his language, but he was too tired and confused to question it.
"Wait. So, Alex got burned, and Doc put her back together?" Kirell felt his own voice squeaking, not because he was injured but because the magnitude of Alex's injuries seemed to be stealing some of his air, along with much of the space in his stomach and most of his knees' strength.
"Burn care and puttin' someone back together aren't the same thing. Doc does both, but not the same way. Some parts, sure; it's why her vocal cords are weak right now. It's like a surgery; gotta be gentle with it."
Kirell's translator helpfully reminded him that Khumans were in the habit of cutting themselves open to deal with internal problems. He hadn't wanted to remember that.
"Anyway, Hook had to get most of her lungs and voice box rebuilt, so she's not got much voice to use right now. Still gettin' stronger. Her lungs are doin' great, but the voice is takin' a bit longer. It usually does."
Kirell's frills stained a deep blue. "Alex.... I wish you hadn't. I wish you weren't hurt."
Alex looked sideways awkwardly; she didn't look angry any more, which Kirell hoped was an improvement.
"I think what Hook wants to say is that she couldn't not come for you. And I'd agree with that."
Kirell didn't think that was right, but he couldn't figure out how to say so. Surely Hook had a choice, right? He wasn't somehow making a Khuman– a Khuman, of all things– do anything they weren't already going to do. Surely not. The idea of a Khuman being controlled by anything but their own wild Khuman-ness was laughable. Or, he acknowledged at the sight of the glassteel walls, by another Khuman.
"So you're in here because....?"
"Well, essentially we, uh... we were doing it again, huh Hook? We were just running in again like there was nothing there to stop us. Guess that's what we do." The Captain grimaced, one hand brushing the back of his head. "Right up until Sleepy showed up and said 'Hey stop that' with a bit more'n words."
A loud amusement sound made both Kirell and Nryxə jump; Sleepy was apparently very amused by this rephrasing of his actions. The Captain bared his teeth, too, with a look on his face that the translator told Kirell was [embarrassed] and [slightly regretful].
"Well, ya saw him now, and ya see that he's picked up someone of his own."
"Does that make you a granddad, Sleepy?"
Sleepy shrugged, looking at Nryxə, who looked back with seven wide eyes. "Dunno. I guess it depends on what the spaceman wants, right? And what'd be best for the kid. Whaddya think, Spaceman?"
"I, um... I don't know if I know what's best for Nryxə, but I don't want her to be upset. Can we talk about this later?"
The Khumans froze for a moment before the Captain whistled long and low. "Right. Not exactly good practice, is it? Talking custody with a kid in the room. Sorry 'bout that, Squishy."
"Hey, speaking of which." Sleepy reached out and gave Kirell a gentle, very reassuring head pat. Oh, he'd missed those. "I'm not sure he should be 'Squishy.' He didn't like it before, and now... don't ya think?"
"Yeah, agreed, it doesn't fit any more. Blue? No, don't like that one. Zim?"
"Absolutely not, Cap. Nor Dent, nor Ford Prefect. Gonna cut you off at the pass on that one."
Alex made a strange noise in her throat; with more patience than Kirell remembered them having, the Captain and Sleepy waited for her to be able to speak. When she did, it was a single word.
"Ripley."
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Aussie, from the sound of it. I feel bad for anyone in your life who has to deal with your gaslighting bullshit outside the context of a video game. you're a pizza burn on the roof of the world's mouth. You're a stubbed toe before a walk to work. You're a missing earbud that ran out of battery 5 seconds before it was realized missing. You're the $4 in change rattling around in the dryer 2 minutes after laying in bed. You're the pet hair caught on the back of someone's tongue. You're the last bit of speed stick falling out of the tube when you didn't get another at the store because "I still have some left." You're the bottom eyelash bent so that it hooks with the top like velcro every time you blink. You're the shoes that make the left pinky-toe fall asleep after 3 hours. The sock without a mate. The password that's "incorrect" and when you go to change it, "new password can't be the same as old password." You're the ice stuck to the bottom of the glass that hits you in the face when you turn it upwards. You're the splash-back at the dive bar urinal that gets on your pants and you have to act like they ran out of paper towels and it's just water from when you definitely washed your hands.
We were on a bug mission. I was running around kiting some enemies, and you started firing at them with a grenade launcher. Or so I thought. You hit me, and I typed, "well...you tried."
You responded on the mic, laughing, "Tried?! haha yes, I was TRYING to kill YOU!...Silly"
I let it slide...maybe I misheard you. Maybe it was just a one-time goof. A gaff. A prank bro, if you will.
Then we get to the objective, and you start mag-dumping teammate 3 while he was using the terminal at the objective. "Oh. This guy is a size 48 clown-shoe masquerading as a human," I thought. While I reloaded, you killed Teammate 3, so I popped you in the face. To my surprise, you groaned about it as if you didn't literally beg me to put you down by acting like someone with a toilet where their brain should be.
Then we were extracting, you and teammate 3 were away from exfil, me and teammate 4, who wasn't privy to your juvenile bullshit, were waiting. Now, I'm already watching the map. Because I know exactly what's about to happen. You turn toward teammate 3, and he dies. He exclaims in the chat about the TK.
Bet. Against my usual behavior but feeling warranted in this case, the way a farmer might feel about putting down a cow that keeps trying to chew off the other cows' hooves for no reason, I thought, "well if he thinks killing teammates is fun, he's gonna LOVE this!" and force-fed you an eruptor round as soon as you peaked your narrow head over the berm.
And how did you respond? "WHOAAA!! Bro! What the hell man?? You killed us!" to which teammate 4 admirably responded by killing me in return. Not his fault, he didn't know what was going on.
It's the audacity for me. You spend the entire match TKing us on purpose, not even denying it, not in a way that was funny or clever or reciprocated, presumably due to the fact that we were down to 3 reinforcements, and yours, the smoothest of brains I've encountered in months, SOMEHOW managed to generate the synaptic activity to play victim when someone does it right back to you? Get fucked, ******_****.
And just in case, I have this whole thing recorded. I was already recording, so I have it from before you even joined the game. Why I didn't report you, I'm not sure.

Hi folks - I'm in the process of making my own fly rod sock, and I had some (pretty basic?) questions about working with bias tape.
The image on this post is a good example of what a fly rod sock looks like, though I would prefer to have the bias tape border go all the way around the outside edge of the sock, as well as across the exposed inner edge. To do that, it seems to me like I'd do the following:

1. Measure fabric and cut to size: two pieces of equal width, with one longer than the other to create the flap to fold over
   
2. Install bias tape across the short edge of the small piece of fabric (should I leave any kind of allowance with no bias tape at the outer edges?)
   
3. Place the two pieces of fabric atop each other, wrong side together and right side out(?), and pin together
   
4. Sew the outer edge together with a seam allowance that would fit inside the bias tape (is this step necessary?)
   
5. Install the bias tape around the outer edge, hiding the exposed seam (YouTube has been a big help here for my understanding)
   

Does that sound right? Apologies if this is obvious, but I've never worked with bias tape before and I don't want to screw my project up.
Thanks in advance!

So, I grew up going to Disneyland. Often. My grandparents, great aunt and uncle, all their children, and their grandchildren work at Disneyland. I was a pass holder for years and years, literally until I moved out of CA, and could navigate Disneyland with my eyes closed. I’ve always liked Disney, kept up with their new content and enjoyed the whole thing. But, I was never OBSESSED as some are. Didn’t wear merch, have ears, cry over fireworks…. I think maybe because it was just a very normal aspect of my childhood that it never became over the top for me.
A few years back, my mother in law mentioned that she wanted to do a big trip in 2024, to disneyworld. I’d only been once, in 2006 for a choir trip and saw about none of WDW because of the trip requirements etc. I literally had a pretzel and went on pirates of the Caribbean. So, I decided to go head first into planning because I’d heard that WDW was a whole new ballgame. So for the last year, I’ve watched endless Vlogs, TikTok’s, YouTube videos, Pinterest planning charts. I familiarized myself with all the acronyms. I made checklists. Endless checklists. Coordinated the park outfits. Got everyone’s list of their most wanted food, rides, experiences etc. I really took the reins on planning this trip. I kinda felt a little insane about how much I was focused on the ins and outs of making this trip possible and magical for our whole family. It was my mother and father in law, brother in law and his GF, myself, my husband and our 4 children ages 9,7,6,3. My in laws had not been since the late 70s, and my husband and BIL had gone on a sports trip in 2002 for one day in magic kingdom. So this was pretty new for all of us.
Let me just say that we had SUCH a phenomenal experience this week. It truly was a 1000000/10. I honestly have zero genuine complaints and the only thing that bummed me out was that we accidentally walked right past the ice cream/brioche thing in France 😩. I genuinely believe that my obsessive planning and preparedness truly prepped us for the week. I handled 99% of the time spent in the parks. We all stayed at Art of Animation in Cars Suites. We were really happy with this choice. My kids are huge cars fans and they loved the theming. We loved the accessibility to transportation and the large pools. We also had some truly surprisingly delicious food in the cafeteria area. We used Genie + for the trip.
We started in AK, rope dropped FOP and Navi river and used rider swap for FOP. Booked safari and saw so many beautiful animals. We had rhinos soooooo close! It was amazing. Had some really great food, loved the cheeseburger pods and grilled corn. Our favorite part was the Lion King show. That was amazing!
Then we went to MK day 2. Rope dropped and hit everything in Fantasyland, popped around a bit then took a mid-day break. Grandparents kept the kids for the PM so we adults came back in the evening for food and haunted mansion/pirates. So much fun. We left about 10 minutes before fireworks so we skipped that whole mass exodus.
Day 3 we did Epcot and this park surprised me sooooooooo much. I absolutely loved it. We had SO much good food. Like…. Amazing food. Our favorites were: the butter and sugar crepe (France), the chicken satay (china), maple popcorn (Canada), scallops with green beans and honey Cauliflower (these were both flower festival special booths). I was able to get in the 1pm VQ for guardians which we were sooooooo excited about. My 6 year old absolutely loved every second of that ride, I thought my husband was going to barf lol. I was throughly impressed with Ratatoullie, what a fun creative ride. I was definitely unimpressed with Frozen…. Such a short ride for what it’s worth. We rode mostly everything except Mission Space (? I think that’s the name, someone at our hotel said it would make you sick, very spinny). The highlight for my kids was literally running into Asha (from Wish). She was lovely and so kind with my children.
Day 4 we had an off day and did dinner at Ohana which was lovely. My kids love stitch so it was a total hit for them. I loved how much time they spent at the table. Nothing felt rushed. We went to Disney springs but didn’t stay too long. There were lines at most of the popular spots for treats. We basically walked around a bit then went to the Lego store.
Our last day was MK again. We didn’t rope drop, but came in around 10am and man, the Disney gods were on our side. We got on everything by stacking genie and short standby lines. We got in the 1pm VQ for Tron and snacked a bit before going back to the hotel for a pool break. We came back when our group was being called for Tron. That ended up being one of the best rides of the trip. Truly creative and amazing. We capped it off with fireworks and they were truly beautiful.
I truly can’t say enough good about our trip. It went so smoothly and I genuinely feel like my planning paid off. My only “complaints” were: the merch kinda sucked. It was the same everywhere in every store. Also, I know Disney prices are wild but there’s zeroooooooooo reason those spirit jerseys are almost $80. And, I know plastic waste blah blah but a full to the brim slurpee/slush for a kid with zero lid is so annoying. Lots of spills 😞. And last, Epcot needs some kind of shade situation. It was 93 the day we were there and that was really hard. There’s nowhere outdoor to hide. There’s got to be some kind of creative solution.
Things we did that we loved: silicone straws, stroller rental from kingdom strollers (great Homebase for stuff), afternoon pool breaks for MK, cooling towels (4 pack on Amazon), spare socks in a ziplock baggie for dry feet.
Overall, I totally get it now. I totally understand “Disney adults”, I absolutely get the hype. It truly is magical. I’m literally on the drive back home, pricing out a trip back. I’m thinking next Halloween/fall!!

Hey everyone,
I'm a junior currently in the process of applying to colleges and could use some advice on evaluating my chances of acceptance. Here's a bit about my background and aspirations:
I have a GPA of 3.0, but I believe some context is necessary. In 10th grade, I transferred to a STEM-focused school at the urging of my parents, even though I was more interested in pursuing filmmaking opportunities at a regular school. This transition was challenging, and I struggled with some classes, resulting in a lower GPA during that year.
Despite this setback, I've been actively involved in various extracurricular activities and pursuits:

• I have an SAT score of 1580.
• I teach young kids about sustainability and environmental awareness through a sustainable class I've created.
• I've partnered with local organizations to speak with kids about environmental issues and brought in professionals from waste management (I have previously interned for it) for educational sessions.
• During an internship at Waste Management, I organized a Zero Contamination Day at my school.
• I've held leadership positions in clubs, including being the PR of the Creative Writing Club during freshman year and the Vice President of the club in sophomore year (although I had moved schools I was already voted for the position and to compensate for that I helped the board make presentations and generate activities due to the inability of being present during the meetings).
• I run a successful YouTube channel earning over $50k per year.
• I developed a Roblox game with over 50k players.
• I'm the President of the Indian Student Association at my school.
• I'm passionate about dance, choreography, and crocheting (I sold a few plushies I made to people around me).
• I initiated and organized Earth Week events where we gave out candies to those who carpooled, a spin the wheel game to educate students about the benefits of shorter showers, rehosted the zero-contamination day, and turn out the lights day.

My goal is to major in environmental science or environmental engineering while minoring in filmmaking.
I was wondering if you guys could help me tell if I have good chances in getting into UCLA - a school I am passionate in getting into?
Thank you in advance for any guidance or suggestions you can offer!

Been looking at getting materials in my area to get started I’ve picked out my core got an idea for what I’m using as my blade to keep it strike legal. The part I’m having trouble with is really to do with the cover for the blade and pommel. I’ve heard people using all sorts of material but would like some material recommendations like would you use cotton, broadcloth, I know tube socks are sometimes used. 😂

I'm an 18 year old girl and I'm obese, I'd love to lose weight. Fyi I'm currently in emdr therapy for childhood trauma and I'm autistic.
Normally I walk 1 hour with the dog each day, but right now I'm so tired because of therapy. I'm still walking everyday, but only for like 15 minutes. I often find myself eating candy or something if I don't want to. If I say no to a cookie or a sweet, my parents think I'm punishing myself or that I'm restricting because of my mental health.
I have trouble eating fruit because of it's texture(love the taste though). Tbh when I see thin people I get a bit jealous, they can wear such beatifull clothes and they don't have to order it from one store online. And they can swim, when I was little I loved to swim!!! Maybe if I lose weight one day I can swim again.
My mom and I like to play bingo together a few times a week. There are some fun prizes like yarn(I love to crochet) but there also are some snack prizes. Like a small tube of pringles or a few sweets( she makes bags with 5 marshmallows,8 gummy frogs, 8 bananas, or 8 peaches). I have a candy jar in my room and I often find myself snacking while diamondpainting, even if I don't really want to and I don't want it to go to waste if it gets sticky.
I made myself believe that I don't like fashion because I always have to order clothes from one shop.Often times they are ok, but I don't love them.I know I will always be a bit chunky, because thats our posture. I think I got it from my mom, my father is skinny.
2 years ago I went to someone to lose weight, but I got obsessed with it and it negatively impacted my mental health. My psychologist told me to take a break.

• my first symptoms of concern was this itch and small rashes that would move around my body I initially put it down to using too much deet due to the amount of fishing and adventuring we had been doing, keep in mind Dan n my relationship is only a few months in and this is the first time in 13 years of cohabitating with another adult human live in for me!
• you got the picture I was diagnosed by a doctor that happened to be workingthat Saturday we walked out happy but unfortunately this could not be furtherest away from being happy nor rid of these party pooper fun police fuck wits
• 15 doctors seen all having their own go at my prognosis umpteen emergency visits just to be semt away with another fist full of prescriptions n still no real answer as to what r these black spots that just appear randomly all different sizes
• dermatologist referrals x2 gone quiet, since my last diagnosis from the doc saying “you have a manifested infestation, not sure how you can make tunnels n burrows appear out of your skin
  
• With the treatment ps I have large swollen areas like they are in there rallying the troops FFS
  
• Yes delirium is real – this is proving to you how strong you are, WARRIOR AT WAR!
  
• I HAVE tried many NONconservative methods that would be frowned upon BY many example of this is MALOWASH for dogs YEP I did that bow my head in shame NOT (a girl needs to go fishing and nothing should stop that especially these crawling critters from the bowels of hell – that is all except by my ever endearing father – we joke daily on what we were going to do to them next, Dad is ex pest control so he suggested the CLOTHES dryer and our STAR WARS LASER (none other than his fogger from the old days) – solution in fogger is White Spirits & Fipronil – highly toxic to pets / humans everyone needs to leave the house go outside and get around 60-90 sunlight on everyones bellies will do you all the world of good while that settles – the fogger person needs to be the least effected by the free loaders in order to protect the open wounded from the poison. PS my Mum is right up in it too, shes like “oh good you got that next stuff on send me some videos” (cause I have nothing better to do with my time)
  
• Ensure you are organized this is going to test your will power, everyone in the household needs to be responsible for if they see a white or black spec no matter what the fuck it is, pick it up on your FINGER AND GO TO THE NEAREST SINK AND WASH the dickheads away – its about reducing the population people, if you are going to play with them and video them same again go wash your hands dispose of the village idiot and redo your golden juice tube or LICENER at the least – the LICENER IS going to ensure you use the cream only where they need to be terroised enough to move out but uh you have a LICENER BARRIER UP and they do not go past that, I squeeze the licener into my scalp when I feel a itch rather than scratch at it – THESE ARE THE VILLAGE IDIOTS THE LESS INTERACTION WITH THEM THE BETTER! They were the words of my amazing partner Dan that basically came up with this devised plan and now work in progress – good steed to all further installments to follow.
  
• Stay on top of the Panadol every 4 hours along with your histermine regime I am on some like anti depressant gay meds for sleep FML I so wanted valium or a million dollars either or. I got a whiteboard marker n note next Panadol,antihistamine due then that’s one less thing to remember or ask another question for haha
  
• My amazing partner scientist sent me this link – he wasn’t ever giving up hope on this and has been ever so supportive even with it coming onto my face now, I know abstain abstain blah blah YOU ALL NEED TO DO THE CATEGORY TEST FOLLOW THIS LINK AND GET YOURSELF SORTED ASAP
  
• https://dermnetnz.org/topics/crusted-scabies
  
• MY Dan we got all the medication together and organized first so we were not going to be let down by the plan; Day 1 ORAL & TOPICAL – 24 HOUR STAY ON TIME – I wear bike pants cause my legs are not bad at all – COAT IN LICENER AND PUT ON yes its hard but just deal – cut up a clove of garlic and half for one foot and half for the other put clove inside sock on the bottom of your feet again deal! – chop up and swallow 4 cloves of garlic or if the littles of the fam can’t swallow buy – ORGANIC CRUSHED GARLIC AND get in over a few meals. DAY 2 ORAL & TOPICAL – 24 HOURS STAY ON WILL BE MIDNIGHT TONIGHT FOR next shower regime. DAY 3-7 TOPICAL WITH THE 24 max STAY ON – STAY TUNED – if you want pics just e-mail me please at [rebecca.medley@pipanz.com](mailto:rebecca.medley@pipanz.com)
  
• we also spray the house every morning with 50/50 ALCO 75% & VINEGAR we call it VINISO SPRAY on skirting boards vacuum 3 times a day n have a hand held with a Hepa filter so convenient remember to empty wash let dry in the sun put on charge
  
• I have made a receipe that goes into small balls that attracts them they eat some of it and take back to any nests of any pesty crawling critters – we hardly have an ant now so winning.
  
• support your support person while they are resting n you are up with your tweekers do some house work to make the next day a little nicer for them too, try your hardest not to make this the focus of your time together helps everyone mentally cope, he is out fishing right now has his phone I hope he catches a fish but mainl gets some alone time in his thoughts xx
  
• The sun is your friend 90 minutes minimum while thick for cushions pillows that can’t go in the dryer
  
• need more tips or want pics email this Bec 7 months post contraction 5 months infested
  

there is heaps more to the Bec n Dan story
Pics are life pre infestation n to now 🙃🙃🙃
rebecca. r[mailto:rebecca.medley@pipanz.com](mailto:rebecca.medley@pipanz.com)

Basicly im going to the forge ftom pleasent valley to make arrowheads. I spend half a day walking my ass around the connector to mystery lake and not finding it, breaking my 2 wrists, finding out I forgot to take a bandage. Anyways I finnaly find the cave after following a YouTube guide (bad area design if you Ask me, that rock didnt look climable) anyways im starving but I make it to the camphouse and eat some left over meat. From there I finnaly enter that shit region and well using my years old memory from mu playtroughs that were so long long ago, I go by around the coast beacuse I thought it would be safe and not THAT SLOW( A nice "shortcut" if you ask me. )
Anyways I enter and that fucking shit hole, wolf just runs at me, runs away from me beacuse of my wolf coat and runs back, he ddoe it like 20 times and then out of nowhere he just tackles me beacuse I didnt expect that,
after that another wolf just runs at me and tackles me without strafing when I aimed so I get confused again
The another wolf runs at me but I miss my shot and it tackles me again. Im out of bandages, got my first bleeding so I gotta scrap my socks and craft bandages while risking to get attacked.
i managed to bandage up my wounds, another wolf instantly tacckles me but I shot with my Revolver right before the tackle so he just run away.
Got to Forge, crafted the arrowheads and this time I went along the track
Ended up walking back to camphouse after crafting 20 arrowheads with like 15% hp. Somehow in pv I didnt get tackled and I killed all the wolfs that tried to approach me but here I barley came out alive and their ai was just so bullshit and broken.

Hi! I've found a few YouTube videos on crocheting with short rows but I'm wondering if anyone has any suggestions for videos on that or how to crochet intentional holes in garments. I'd rather them be varying shapes instead of just the same sort of skip stitch round/oval holes. Thank you in advance!

2 examples below. I'm not sure why but the more unhinged the better for me when it comes to comments. Maybe I was made to be a YouTuber, but every time I get a "hidden comment" that YouTube has flagged I get almost giddy. Something about someone absolutely derailing their day to call me horribly misogynistic slurs for my pg-13 rated marine conservation content just cracks me up!
@redacted username • Why don't you get a boyfriend or a husband then you don't have to worry about what whales are doing
@KPassionate • As if anything a man could do would be half as interesting as the lives of orcas. Why don't you get a girlfriend or wife and give the sock a rest. ——————————————————————————— @also redacted • no ting biden tuches i will suport even if its the bestthing ever....... @KPassionate • What if he proposed better education to improve English speaking/spelling skills? ——————————————————————————— I have zero science to support this but I do think having a thick skin and not taking yourself too seriously play a major role in YouTube longevity. Stay strong out there queens Add a comment

Guys I knit pretty well. I want to crochet. So badly. I find the patterns more diverse and pretty and I just cannot make my brain understand. I have tried YouTube videos and even a beginners book from my local craft store and I cannot seem to digest this info. Does anyone have any ideas on how I get started? Has anyone else had these issues?

Hi, 32(F) here! I'd really appreciate your help determining my type based on a few things:
Firstly, I've always tested as ENTP, but I'm not sure if that's how it is or if that's just how I see myself. I've attached the results from a test I did yesterday where I consciously focused on answering as honestly as possible. (Here's the link if you wanna do it: https://sakinorva.net/functions) Looks like ENTP or ENFP, but the functions seem a little wacky so I'd appreciate someone more versed in these things to help interpret these results.
Secondly, and this is a bit interesting - I used to have a YouTube channel (gaming), not huge or anything but big enough where there's a few posts online speculating about my type. I only found these the other week and I was suprised to see their consensus was ESFJ. I don't mind, and I ain't precious about my type but I am very interested in why, since that seems like a stark difference.
Thirdly, I saw there's a questionnaire that people can do so I've answered the questions that I thought might actually be interesting / insightful here:
What do you do as a job or as a career (if you have one)? Do you like it? Why or why not?
I'm an advisor on a technical topic. I like it because of the autonomy (neither manager nor managed), because I'm good at it, and because I find the topic itself endlessly interesting. I also enjoy the work environment and my colleagues.
If you had to spend an entire weekend by yourself, how would you feel? Would you feel lonely or refreshed?
Lonely. I hate my own company. I end up diving down internet rabbit holes and my sleep schedule usually slides over to the morning.
What kinds of activities do you prefer? Do you like, and are you good at sports? Do you enjoy any other outdoor or indoor activities?
I prefer hobbies where I can make money from the product or give as gifts. For example, loving amigurumi at the minute [making crochet toys], I like digital art (which I make into prints), I can cook and bake, I play video games, and also tennis (which I suck at but it's fun). I often start hobbies then drop them a few weeks / months later, which is a shame since I'd love to be an expert in something but I just don't see it happening!
If you have any follow-up questions please ask away! What do you think my type could be?
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Kenmore top loader model number 110.20222510
As the title states, there is a mild mildew smell coming from my washer, working fine otherwise. I have a 6 month old and can’t find some of her socks and I’m afraid they may be stuck between the inner and outer tubs. I used some of the oxiclean washer cleaning packets and it helps, but only temporarily. I switched to an enzyme cleaner which seems to work better.
I watched a few videos on YouTube but can’t find any that look like my agitator, even ones labeled model 110. I can remove the top cap but then it appears to be one solid piece after that, no bolt to loosen, no other plastic to come off. The videos did show me how to disassemble, so I took everything apart that I could and gave it all a good cleaning, including the drain. I noticed that while there is no standing water after a load is done, there did seem to be a small (but larger than expected) amount that came out while I was attempting to remove agitator and the drain hose was disconnected. I run my washer 1-2 times per day and can’t imagine that’s causing the smell because it never has the opportunity to sit for too long.
Any tips on what this could be or how I can successfully remove the inner tub would be appreciated.

I'm UK based so this is from an NHS perspective
I thought I'd write a post to hopefully help a few people out if they are feeling nervous about surgery. This is my personal experience and everyone's will be different obviously, but I thought I'd share.
Had my surgery yesterday (May 16th) but I hadn't slept a wink. I was utterly terrified of what lay ahead. Aside from the one gallbladder attack on the 22nd of April I had no further issues. I lay there thinking if I was doing the right thing, going to butcher myself from a one off occurrence. I got up and showered at 6am, packed my Grogu dressing gown and my slippers and slowly made my way downstairs. My husband sat on the sofa, telling me he'd got up early to see me off. He was feeling guilty because he would be unable to come with me because he gets very anxious travelling to far. I shared my fears with him and he just sat with me and cuddled me and told me I was doing the right thing because he'd been misdiagnosed when he was younger and went 18 months suffering from debilitating Gallbladder attacks and he didn't want to see the same thing to potentially happen to me.
I drank my last glass of water at 6:30am before crying as I ordered the Uber at 7:00am to take me on the 11 mile journey out to the hospital in a town I'd never been to before. Every second resisting the very real urge to tell the driver to turn round. I got to the hospital at 7:32 and obviously went into the wrong building at first. But one of the very helpful ladies on the desk pointed me in the right direction and even offered to walk me part way so I could find it. I said I would be OK. I made my way round to the Day Surgery building only to find a queue at the reception desk.. Giving me even more opportunity to run screaming out of the door. But I thought of my husband's words and I stayed there. Gave my name and plonked myself in the reception area, trying to distract myself with my phone.
Around 20 minutes later I was called through to have my first discussion with a member of the surgical team. The nurse taking me through could see I was obviously getting upset, so she gave me quick hug and reassured me I'd be OK. I sat with the surgical team member who went over everything they were planning. He had my notes and could see that aside from the Gallstones I was otherwise healthy. He explained that because my case was relatively simple it would be an almost 100% chance it would stay as Keyhole Surgery and he told me how the operation would be performed and went over the consent to surgery form with me. Strangely this made me feel a bit more at ease because he was not only being kind and understanding of my distress, he was professional and informative.
After that discussion I went out to the waiting room again to pass time before being taken to the ward. Again about a 15 minute wait and I was brought through to the ward. A second nurse came to do my heart rate and blood pressure. At this point I was fighting back tears which the nurse could see, so she let me talk out my feelings and offered me kind words to calm me down.
At this point the Anaesthesiologist came into my little curtained off area to tell me what he would be doing as part of the team. The mild sedative he'd administer to get my brain ready for the anesthetic and that I would be the second surgery of the day so I'd be in around midday. He confirmed my consent forms and double checked I was who I was. He also gave me some kind words and left. The nurse took details of who she would call after the operation to let them know I was OK (my husband and the friend who was picking me up) I settled down on the bed while the nurse pottered around with my paperwork. Then the shock happened. The first nurse I'd seen that day poked her head through the curtain to inform the blood pressure nurse that my surgery had been brought forward because the person who was meant to be first hadn't turned up yet. New panic activated. I wasn't expecting it so soon. So I sat there mildly horrified that I wouldn't have time to process. I was told I'd be going to get changed soon. After a short wait, I was then informed the first patient had turned up... So I was bumped back to second I thought. OK I can relax a little... No such luck. The surgical team had already begun prepping for MY operation. So they would still be doing mine first instead. I didn't have time to panic. I was brought through to the changing rooms, given some very sexy paper knickers and compression socks and a robe. I popped on my Grogu dressing gown over the top and my slippers. I didn't even go back to the ward. The nurses took my clothes I'd come in with and boxed them up safely. I was guided through to the surgical prep room. Where I was greeted by the two members of the team I'd already met and the additional team member. They talked me through everything again and confirmed my consent for the surgery to go ahead and one kept me occupied by talking about my nerdy tattoos as he popped a brain wave monitor on my head. I was asked for my weight and height so the correct dosage of anesthetic could be given. A cannula was put in my hand and the Anaesthesiologist administered the first dose of the sedative which gave me a mild light feeling. They continued to talk to me about my tattoos which were from some of favourite TV series and even had a laugh about my Grogu dressing gown. Then I was given the main dose of anesthetic. No counting down from 10, just continuing to talk about the TV series... And then I woke up in the recovery room. Sore, but not in agony. Feeling very groggy, but I came round fairly quickly. Slurring my words a bit and trying to pay attention to the nurse who was rousing me. As I became more aware she told me my operation had been absolutely textbook with zero issues. Nice clean incisions glued back together. She gave me a mild but hospital standard painkiller
After a few minutes I was wheeled through to the main ward again where I was met by the nurse who had taken my blood pressure. Smiling she sat me up slightly in bed and gave me some water and got me some biscuits to nibble on. She told me that I'd be there for 3 hours after the operation which was standard. They wanted to check I was as comfortable as I was going to be. And that I had been to the toilet at least once during that time. I had a very dry throat from the breathing tube so I was sipping a lot of water. I had a bit of help walking to the bathroom but they said it was positive that I had been. Of course silly me had forgotten to bring a book to read during my wait, but the nurse said as long as I was discreet while she went and made the phone calls I could listen to something on my phone... So me being me, I picked a true crime YouTuber (Rotten Mango). She came back and checked my blood pressure every half an hour, which she was happy with. I just sat and passed the time. Getting more lucid with every passing minute. I was told I could carefully get dressed. My friend was delayed in traffic so I stayed an hour longer than I had to (4 hours in total) and the nurses I'd seen that day both gave me a gentle hug and said it had been a pleasure to be with me that day. I slowly made my way to my friend's car and came home to a waiting husband. We took a short walk to the shop (my choice) to get me some light food to eat of crackers and a couple of fruit scones. I didn't immediately feel a need to rest so I gently sat at my computer and watched a few videos. Then at 6:00 I took one of the industrial strength codeine the hospital had given me and settled down to sleep for a couple of hours. I did sleep OK last night after going back to sleep again at about 1am and after taking 2 of the codeine which brings us to now. I've manged to eat, I'm still tender, but on the whole I'm OK less than 24 hours after surgery.
Sorry this was a long one and if you've made it to the end. Thank you for your time

Hey everyone,
I need some advice. I have a 2006 Mini Cooper S JCW, and the passenger window won't go up. I've tried several hacks that I've read about on Reddit and YouTube, but nothing has worked so far.
Here’s what I’ve done: 1. Knocked on the passenger door above the speaker while holding down the window down switch. 2. Used a hammer covered in a sock to tap the same place. 3. Wiggled the actual window. 4. Slammed the door really hard to try and free up the motor.
Despite all these efforts, the window still won't budge. When I press the window down switch, I can hear a clicking sound, but the window doesn’t move.
I got a quote from a local Mini mechanic, and he quoted me over $1200 to fix it! That seems ridiculously high.
Is $1200 a crazy high quote, or is this typical for fixing a window issue in a Mini Cooper? Are there any other tricks I can try to get the window to work? Any help or advice would be greatly appreciated!