Link download: Multifamily Mogul Complete Course – J. Massey

Here’s A Glimpse Of What You’ll Learn:

• SESSION #1: MINDSET AND METRICS…
• SESSION #2: NUMBERS NEVER LIE!
• SESSION #3: MARKETING TACTICS AND STRATEGIES…
• SESSION #4: THE PSYCHOLOGY OF MAKING OFFERS…
• SESSION #5: PUT YOURSELF ON A POINTS SYSTEM TO WIN-WIN!
• SESSION #6: THE RULES OF INVESTOR ENGAGEMENT…
• SESSION #7: CONSTRUCTING THE DEAL IS EASY WITH THE P.A.Q.
• SESSION #8: A DEEPER LOOK AT USING THE P.A.Q.
• SESSION #9: CREATING CASHFLOW, CASHFLOW, CASHFLOW…
• SESSION #10: THE BUSINESS OF INVESTING IN MULTI-FAMILY PROPERTIES…
• SESSION #11: FINDING THE RIGHT PROPERTY MANAGER(S) AND INSURANCE.
• SESSION #12: CONVERSATIONS, CONTRACTS AND A CALL TO ACTION!!

First, a little about me. I'm 5'5ish, 135ish depending on the day, and have dark brown hair that falls part way down my back with brown eyes. My mom is a Crow (Native American) and my dad is Italian so the olive complexion genes are active in my family. I've got a fairly petite/athletic build with a 32B chest and a toned butt. My nipples are dark brown, on the smaller side, and I shave everywhere. I'm a fan of tattoos and have a feather on my foot, flower pieces on my right hip into my lower ribs, left shoulder, and lower back, a small script piece in my left side bra line, a green carebear in my left bikini line and a large dream catcher down my left ribs. If there's a detail I've left out, feel free to ask ;)
What a week. 18 year old me had gone from a dry spell since AIT and graduation to a blow job, facial, and quick hard sex with a married captain at my first duty station. I was falling fast and hard for him. I wanted him to want me. I wanted him to think of me when he thought of being intimate. I wanted to be his release to do everything she wouldn't.
Dustin snapped me this morning, a pic of his obvious buldge greeting my day. "How's my little Private this morning? I wish you were here to help with this"....You have no idea Dustin. Now that the bandaid has been ripped off, I want nothing more than to keep going. I send him a snap back of my semi sheer, black athletic thong, holding it open in the front with the caption "you could drop your load right in here sir". Naughty I know. For some reason, the thought of him filling my underwear with cum is erotic and in the moment, I crave the feel of his warmth between my legs.
"Come by the house on your lunch break and you can have it" I get in reply. Fuck.
I get dressed in my camo uniform with a generic sports bra and the same black athletic thong underneath and try make it through the morning as routinely as possible. Not possible. All I can think of is what I'm willing to do for the married man I'm lusting for and it's got my mind anywhere but at work.
Dustin let's me know he left early for lunch so he's ready whenever I am. The whole drive over, my mind is racing at the prospect of what's about to happen. I knock and find the door open, with Dustin on the couch, laptop open to some semi sexy photos I'd sent to tease him over the last week while he strokes his firm shaft. "Private Hannah reporting as ordered sir" I say as sexily as I can muster in the spur of the moment.
"Private Hannah, you said you'd found a place to hold my cum" completely keeping character.
"Yes sir" I say, stepping around to stand in front of him, undoing my belt and the buttons on my pants, letting them drop to the floor around my ankles.
"Open up then, I'm already close since you decided to be late"
I hold open the front of my black athletic thong, exposing my shaved pubic area for his inspection.
"At least you remembered to shave to start the week" he says and he builds the pace of his stroking and touches the tip of his penis against my smooth skin. In moments I see him start to swell as he nears his release. A thick rope of white cum erupts from his tip and is followed by a second, third, and fourth. My underwear is filled with his thick, warm release and soon its soaked, mixing with my own minor arousal that has built at the situation. As he finishes, I let go of my waistband and allow my cum soaked thong to cling to my lower lips, teasing me with what could have been.
I pull my pants back up and stand breathless in front of eachother. It's been less than 10 minutes since I walked through the door, we've barely spoken and now his cum is dripping down my inner thigh. What has happened? I feel like an incredibly erotic play thing that's been used for a passing moment of pleasure and right then, I know I'm hooked.
"Hannah, I'm sorry if that was too much" Dustin says, coming to the realization that I'm now back in uniform with his cum filling my panties.
I kiss him square on the lips. "Shhhh babe. I wanted this. I want all of you"
"So you really liked that?"
"Dustin that has got to be one of the hottest things I've ever tried. I'm not changing for work"
I sit on his couch in a pool of his release while we chat for the remainder of our lunch hour. When it's time to go, I feel a glob of him drip down my leg. "Can I come spend the night tonight?" I ask, hoping to get my own release after work.
"Sure hun, I just have a few calls to make but it's okay"
I head back to work with a kiss goodbye and the rest of the day I can feel the stickiness between my legs and it keeps me on edge. I run back to my barracks room, take a fast shower, grab a change of clothes for tomorrow, and something special for tonight. I throw on some gym shorts and a hoodie over my sports bra. Coupled with my slides and I'm back across post and find a note on the door "on a call, be quite when you come in"
I come in and quietly shut the door and make my way past Dustin in the livingroom, obviously on a video chat with someone with the screen facing the wall to the garage. I hear a woman's voice say "oh man those walls are paper thin, I think I just heard the neighbors kids come home from school"
Oh shit, he's on with his wife I realize as I tiptoe my way to the master bedroom where I change into my suprise. Naked in his bedroom, I slip into a teal, sheer lace bra with enough underwire support to give me a little cleavage. I pull on a matching set of panties with an intricate sheer lace front and a single thin string between my cheeks in the back. I fold up my sticky cum soaked thong from earlier and walk back into the livingroom.
Dustin does a double take as I come around the corner. He covers this with a coughing fit as his wife asks if he's okay. "Yeah hun just had an itch in my throat" and they continue chatting, her oblivious to the fact that I've just sat down across from him.
I look him square in the eyes as I begin to tease my dark brown nipples through my sheer lace bra. As he tries to hold a conversation, I do everything I can to lightly tease him. I pinch and massage my breasts, softly run a finger between my legs on top of my lacy bottoms. I stand up and start to stretch, bending forward to let my small breasts hang just out of sight of his camera before turning around and bending forward, reaching back to spread my bum and letting the g-string bury itself between my cheeks, barely keeping my other tight hole from view.
I turn back around and unfold the sticky thong he came in earlier and hold it up for him to see the stain his release left on them, right between the legs. I pull my teal lace thong down in the front, and standing right behind his computer, I begin to lightly tease myself with the soft fabric of the back athletic thong, gently massaging my clit, resoaking the nearly dry panties with another round of sexual arousal.
As my arousal grows, I gradually push into my slick entrance and with one finger and then another, the soft athletic fabric of my underwear once again getting soaked as I rub my clit with them, teasing myself with the over stimulating feel against my raw bundle of nerves. I squat down, my face now right behind the computer screen as I squeeze my breast and open my mouth in a silent moan, performing for the man who can't respond.
All of a sudden I stop, ending my tease at the edge of release, not wanting to slip and give away what's going on...and to tease Dustin further. I stand up, place the arousal and cum soaked black thong on the table right behind his laptop and I walk to the kitchen and begin working on dinner with whatever ingredients I can scrounge up in the kitchen. It's such a turn on to do such a normal task in such a small set of lingerie and I secretly hope that Dustin is sneaking peeks at me from across the house.
At long last I feel warm, strong hands wrap around my waist and a kiss finds my cheek. "How's my baby girl, you little tease?"
I blush at the pet name the gentle touch. "I'm almost done, go sit down you silly boy" I say as I start to plate our dinner of chicken and grilled veggies, sauntering into the dining room like a server at one of those lingerie sports bars.
"So you sure know how to put on a show, Hannah" Dustin says as we begin to eat
"I can be anything you want me to be" I say as I begin a speech I'd thought through in my head, telling Dustin that I don't want casual, I want to be the girl he craves, the one who does the things that no one else does, who let's him try the things he's only imagined I'm his wildest sessions alone with himself.
"What do you get out of all of this?" He asks, questioning this step towards commitment.
"I get to explore myself and act out my cravings without having to deal with all the rumors of barracks and searching for guys to feel safe with. I don't want to be your wife. I just want you to forget her when your with me, and I want you to think of me when you choose how to play"
"Well if you're going to explore, we're going to have to push you out of your comfort zone and actually find new places and things to try"
My heart is racing as fantasies flood through my mind. "What do you have in mind?"
"Just play along with different roles and we'll see what happens baby girl"
Baby girl....is this role number one? Does Dustin think that with our 8 year age gap and my petite frame that we could play out what I think he wants to play? I did just tell him that I want to be the one he thinks of.
"Yes daddy"
"Good Girl"
I. Am. Wet.
"So what did you have in mind for dessert baby girl?"
I stand up, clean up, take Dustin by the hand. "These can end up on the floor too" i say motioning to my sheer lingerie.
"Not yet" he replies, guiding me back to the bedroom.
I find myself once again on Dustin's bed, this time guided into the center, onto my hands and knees. With gentle pressure between my shoulder blades, I drop to my elbows, arching my back and exposing my entrances to open view, my modesty preserved only by the thin g-string buried between my cheeks.
Dustin pulls that to the side, bringing my arousal fully into view. I shudder as a soft, wet tongue traces it's way teasingly between my parted lips, beginning at the bundle of nerves aching in my core and ending in the tight wet hole that's been longing to be filled since I started my teasing back at lunch. I moan a soft sigh of want as Dustin licks me again and again, using his thumbs to spread me open before teasing the inner entrance of my now soaked vagina with his oral stimulation.
After a few breathless minutes of almost over the edge teasing with his tongue, Dustin traces his tongue higher. My eyes go wide and my breath catches in my throat as his tongue glides across my other hole. After a brief pause, he repeats his elongated trail of tongue teasing a second and third time, ending on my bum every time.
I moan "Don't stop, daddy" as his tongue lingers on my hole, swirling around my rear entrance as his calloused fingers reach between my legs to tease my clit. I am so close as his tongue makes headway into my hole which is opening up for him at his constant stimulation.
"I'm going to fill you up baby girl" Dustin leans down and whispers in my ear, his tongue momentarily replaced by his thumb pressing further into my bum, slick with his saliva.
"Please daddy" I moan in reply, eager to keep my promise to do everything his wife won't do.
Dustin pulls away completely and reaches into his wife's nightstand. I see him pull out a bottle of lube and a silver plug with a red jeweled heart on the end, still in its packaging, unopened, unplayed with. I know what's coming and why we're playing this out right now.
Dustin removes the plug from its package and holds it tip first up to my lips. I know what he wants without saying a word. I stick out my tongue and lightly tease the cold metal tip, softly swirling circles around it, further and further down until I bob my head down, taking the whole plug in my mouth and closing my lips around the base. I look up at Dustin, the jeweled heart of the plug between my lips and softly moan in anticipation.
He pulls it out of my mouth and I seductively tease the tip one last time. "Wanna stick it in my ass daddy?" I beg as sexily as possible. After a few seconds of fumbling around with the lube bottle, I feel the cold liquid land on my hole, followed by a finger gently probing my already relaxed entrance. A moment later, the finger is replaced by the cold lubed plug and my breath catches in my throat as I stretch around the plug before closing down tightly on the base. Dustin moves my g-string back into place, covering my soaking wet lips and holding the plug firmly in my butt.
I look back at him pleadingly. I know I teased you hard earlier but if you stop now, this is just cruel. "Daddy please" I say breathlessly, not wanting the stimulation to stop while also acutely aware of the fullness inside my rear.
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me daddy"
"You have two options Hannah. You teased me, so this is a tease for you. You can go to bed, right now, right like this, or you can get your punishment and then a reward like a good girl. Bed or a spanking, your choice"
"Spank me Daddy" I beg without a moment's hesitation
smack the sharp crack of Dustin's hand on my bare cheek takes me by suprise and I clench hard on the plug inside my bum. "Oh fuck daddy" I moan in a mix of pain and pleasure. smack smack smack come three more successive blows, landing on alternating cheeks. I moan almost tearfully as my arousal builds to the point that I'm literally ready to beg for release.
"Daddy please fuck me. Do whatever you want just let me cum please"
A firm tug pulls my g-string down to my knees, still on all fours with my face in the pillows. A hard shaft rubs between my lower lips, finds my eager entrance, and in one firm thrust is buried all the way inside me. I cry out, looking back over my shoulder at Dustin who looks like a man possessed with the overwhelming urge to use me for his pleasure, and in that moment, it's all I want as well.
His firm hands grip my hips and I arch my back, throwing myself back against him to meet his own rapid thrusts. My cheeks clap a faster and faster pace as the overwhelming feeling of being completely filled mixes with the intense pleasure of the moment. I'm red faced and breathless, moaning Dustin's name as he continues in an unrelenting pace, thrusting in and out, in and out. At one point he pulls my face out of the pillows, gripping my long dark hair by my ponytail and commands "You're gonna be a good girl and cum for daddy"
He releases my hair but I remain facing forward, head up and moaning through the moment "Yes daddy, oh my fuuuuuuuuuckkkk" comes from my innocent lips as he simultaneously pulls out the buttplug and buries himself all the way inside me as I can feel him swell and begin to release against my cervix.
"That's right daddy, cum inside my pussy" I beg as he thrusts again and again as my inner walls clench down and my own release spills out of me, uncontained as I find one of the strongest orgasms of my life. His thrusts slow and eventually he pulls out, leaving me leaking cum and lube from both my holes.
He returns with a warm towel and begins to clean me off as I sit up, still in my sheer bra, and kiss him firmly on the lips. "That was incredible, daddy" I whisper, my forehead resting against his as he finishes cleaning my sensitive areas.
"Would you like to rinse off?"
I reply yes and he runs us a sensual warm shower, where nothing but gentle washing and a few lingering kisses happens. He's patient as I take extra time under the soothing water and wraps me in a soft towel when I get out.
As we get dressed into comfy pajama shorts and tshirts, I ask "so was I a good girl, daddy?"
"The best. I think we should stick with this role for awhile if you're into it"
After the time I had tonight, I'm more than willing to play along. We discuss some likes and dislikes and limits (nothing that leaves a mark where I'll have to answer questions about it at work), and reagree that none of this is a thing on the few occasions that his wife visits during her internship. And duh, no telling work, that would fuck us both.
We end the night with gentle pillow talk, and he asks if,for the role, I'd be willing to let him help me get dressed in the mornings, helping me pick out bras and undies from a selection of things I'd actually wear to work. I welcome the increased interaction and dedicated time to talk every morning without a second thought, and I fall asleep with his arm wrapped around me from behind, his strong hand under my tshirt, soothingly placed on my bare stomach, just below my belly button and just teasingly far enough into the area covered by a bikini. I'm in heaven.

Hello all, I'm a researcher and we often study compounds called kagome lattices.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kagome_lattice
This is based on a ancient style of weaving and carries the name.
I'm working on a material that, instead of the six pointed star pattern you see in the kagome lattice, has a four pointed star that resembles a four pointed Hira-shuriken. I was hoping to make a portmanteau from the words "shuri-" and "kagome" as "shurikagome". However, as japanese is not my native language, I wanted to check that there are no unintended meanings that the word could create.
Appreciated

It's that time again.
With me being on my break for the summer, I figured I would once again go through and freshen up some of the post flairs and do some small changes for the community!
BUT ALSO, I would really love to hear some feedback on what you may want to be added: for example Is there a post flair I haven't added that you'd love to see become part of the roster? Or maybe a personal flair which has a unique title name (before someone asks: NO, I will not be making people custom personal flairs like the mods have :/ - mods strictly have this for themselves) If any other features which I haven't listed are requested and they may be able to be done I will see to trying to make it possible so please don't be shy :)!!
This was a shorter statement from me but, I figured it'd be a good idea :3! It's been a little bit and quite frankly I have had my hands full for a while till recently so I really am set on doing a lot for the subreddit during my break! Might try to make some more fun posts regarding Pulse which are meant to be helpful for those who may want them! :D
P.S Thank you guys for 300 members!! <3 I and the others are happy to see that people have continued to join and post within the Sub and I hope to see more from you guys :D

I keep having to see and hear my ex cause she freinds with my family she cheated on me and manipulated me and made me hate myself I tried dating one time in the year since we broke up and that girl lead me on and ghosted me so I guess I’m not worth a fuck idk I try to be kind to everyone I’d give my last dollar to someone on the street if I knew it would make them happier I’ve always done my absolute best to make people happy I grew up poor asf and have always had guilt for taking anything I’ve never even been able to take say the last slice of pizza or anything cause I get guilt when I went on feild trips as a kid I always bought souvenirs for my siblings and blah blah I’m a very sympathetic person to everyone but myself now I’m sitting here at 21 with a degree and no job because I got hemroids I’ll never get a gf I’ll never have the life I worked so hard for I’ll never amount to anything I feel like I’m cursed I’m Christian and haven’t even prayed in days cause I just feel tired of begging and asking him for help for him to leave me in the dirt life has always been a disappointment my I lost a lot of family to illness, drugs, violence and etc at a young age I’ve had to watch my mom struggle to pay rent which taught me the value of money and made me turn down offers for anything I knew would be a burden to her which lead to me not being able to even let freinds pay for me I just get a guilty feeling I got my license late in life at 20 cause my parents had no time away from work to teach me to drive I struggled with school cause no one else seemed to have been through having the shit knocked out of them and go through abuse like I did when I was young. I grew up rough and I never turned to treating people that way I wanted to make sure everyone knew what love and kindness felt like everyone in my life except my 2 best freinds have fucked me over and I’m really lucky to have those guys and will be forever thankful for them but man I finally got the job I spent years at school training for just to get hemroids out of nowhere that are debilitating I can’t strain till they’re gone so I can’t do my job they hurt too much and my procedure to remove them is another month away I feel just crushed rn I wish I had people around who lived me the way I love everyone but even god dosent seem to care about me anymore I’ll get over this eventually I’m just a bit sad rn and just wish I had a chance at a relationship and was back to normal again so I could work and get my own place again

So I’ll try to make sure I give y’all as much relevant information as possible because I could really use some advice and support from parents who have gone through and made it out the other side of what I’m about to detail. If you can relate and/or you’ve succeeded, I would appreciate hearing from you.
So I’m 39 years old this week. My husband and I have been together for 20 years this August and we were finally blessed in 2023 with a little boy after 7 years of trying. Now I’m already a “geriatric” mother (just love that) but I’ve been told that after 40, the possibility of issues for mother and child increase. We’ve always wanted to try for two children if we’re so blessed but that means that I’ve got a timer over my head if I want to minimize the risk as much as possible… like, getting pregnant this upcoming month.
The difficulty lies in that, we are isolated up in the Blue Ridge mountains. We’ve got a few friends that we see occasionally but their not people that are so close, you’d feel comfortable leaving your only child with. My family has either passed or are estranged. My husband’s family all live in Colorado. None of us have the ability to move at this time. With that being said, if I were to get pregnant again, with a newborn only a year behind a toddler, I am really worried about having no familial support, actually… no support really at all. That’s not to say my husband is lacking, he is not. He is such a nurturing and sweet man but his job takes him away quite a bit.
Also, my postpartum was not pretty and I’m still taking a medication that I would actually like to switch because being late by even a little bit makes me paranoid and have persecution ideations. This whole situation is so worrisome that it would actually cause us not to try for baby #2 and that breaks my heart because I want our son to have a sibling. But I’m so lonely for support as it is right now, I honestly don’t know how having two such small children would work. Sometimes I just feel like I need a parental hug to refill my cup and someone there to reassure me but I don’t have that. Please let me know if you’ve experienced anything like this and if you have found a way through it.
Thank you all in advance for your grace and kindness.

Looking for someone who’d help me transfer some rune stacks to another character Also been wanting to max multiple weapons and file them, dupe runes, etc for multiple different builds i’m planning to make (you can keep everything too aswell) lmk :)

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INTRO

You've now had a working Internet server of your own for some time, and seen how you can create and edit small files there. You've created a web server where you've been able to edit a simple web page.
Today we'll be looking at how you can move files between your other systems and this server - tasks like:

• Taking a copy of some files from your server onto your desktop machine
• Copying up some text to your server to put on your webpage
• Uploading some photos and logos for your webpage

YOUR TASKS TODAY

• Upload a file to the server
• Download a file from the server
• Synchronize a backup

PROTOCOLS

There are a wide range of ways a Linux server can share files, including:

• SMB: Microsoft's file sharing, useful on a local network of Windows machines
• AFP: Apple’s file sharing, useful on a local network of Apple machines
• WebDAV: Sharing over web (http) protocols
• FTP: Traditional Internet sharing protocol
• scp: Simple support for copying files
• rsync: Fast, very efficient file copying
• SFTP: file access and copying over the SSH protocol (Despite the name, the SFTP protocol at a technical level is completely unrelated to traditional FTP)

Each of these have their place, but for copying files back and forth from your local desktop to your server, SFTP has a number of key advantages:

• No extra setup is required on your server
• Top quality security
• Allows browsing through the directory structure
• You can create and delete folders

If you’re successfully logging in via ssh from your home, work or a cybercafe then you'll also be able to use SFTP from this same location because the same underlying protocol is being used.
By contrast, setting up your server for any of the other protocols will require extra work. Not only that, enabling extra protocols also increases the "attack surface" - and there's always a chance that you’ll mis-configure something in a way that allows an attacker in. It's also very likely that restrictive firewall policies at a workplace will interfere with or block these protocols. Finally, while old-style FTP is still very commonly used, it sends login credentials "in clear", so that your flatmates, cafe buddies or employer may be able to grab them off the network by "packet sniffing". Not a big issue with your "classroom" server - but it's an unacceptable risk if you're remotely administering production servers.

SFTP client software

What’s required to use SFTP is some client software. A command-line client (unsurprisingly called sftp) comes standard on every Apple OSX or Linux system. If you're using a Linux desktop, you also have a built-in GUI client via your file manager. This will allow you to easily attach to remote servers via SFTP. (For the Nautilus file manager for example, press ctrl + L to bring up the 'location window" and type: sftp://username@myserver-address).
Although Windows and Apple macOS have no built-in GUI client there are a wide range of third-party options available, both free and commercial. If you don't already have such a client installed, then choose one such as:

• WinSCP or FileZilla - for Windows users
• CyberDuck or FileZilla - for macOS users

Download locations are under the RESOURCES section.
Configuring and using your choice of these should be straightforward. The only real potential for confusion is that these clients generally support a wide range of protocols such as scp and FTP that we're not going to use. When you're asked for SERVER, give your server's IP address, PORT will be 22, and PROTOCOL will be SFTP or SSH.

INSTRUCTIONS

• Configure your chosen SFTP client to login to your server as your username
• Copy some files from your server down to your local desktop (try files from your "home" folder, and from /valog)
• Create an "images" folder under your "home" folder on the server, and upload some images to it from your desktop machine
• Go up to the root directory. You should see /etc, /bin and other folders. Try to create an "images" folder here too - this should fail because you are logging in as an ordinary use, so you won't have permission to create new files or folders. In your own "home" directory you of course have full permission.

Once the files are uploaded you can login via ssh and use sudo to give yourself the necessary power to move files about.

RESOURCES

• CyberDuck
• FileZilla
• SFTP – SSH Secure File Transfer Program
• sftp File From One Server To Another

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Link to original post:
https://www.reddit.com/relationships/comments/1bx8rgw/she_f25_issued_me_m27_an_interesting_ultimatum/
TLDR: It ended
I wanted to say thank you to everyone who had commented and offered their thoughts and insights.
Just wanted to say that things ended.
In the time between my last post and now, my feelings for her definitely grew and I was nearly to ready to give her the commitment she wanted but she brought up wanting to make it official but I guess being 95% of the way there wasn't enough, if there was more time I'm confident my feelings would have grown to the level she wanted.
She stuck to her guns and kept her options open and met a guy that seemed more serious about things than me (only after 4 dates). I didn't date anyone else because I only wanted to date her but maybe I should have, having some mediocre first dates may have accelerated my appreciation for her.
Oddly enough she said that if I was to change my mind, maybe reach out to her in a month or so, that gave me the vibe she's keeping her options open for this new guy that she met which gave me an ick in a way I haven't felt before. Normally I'd be very sad, but I am oddly indifferent, the whole final interaction felt so clinical, it's like there was never a connection from her - I am in a strange place right now.
Anyways thanks again for the perspective everyone.

Earlier this year my last landlord sold the house I'm living in to a owner that has a property management company who is essentially acting as the landlord. When the lease first switched hands I googled this company and found that they had two stars and many angry reviews.
I tried to keep an open mind and have a good relationship with this company but I've been having a plethora of issues. Currently I'm dealing with a massive water bill.
This is partly because they were getting the bills that were previously sent to the house and not notifying us of them. This result in having to run outside as they were about to turn off our water and paying 80$ immediately for them not to shut it off. Now the rest of what I owed and was not aware of is reflected in the current bill.
But additionally our water consumption has doubled since the last period. I believe this is in part because of the toliet which they did not send a plumber to fix for month despite me giving them nine different days/times I was available and sending multiple reminders.
I think there is likely another leak as the water pressure in my sink is low. I got a letter from the city about the service line since illinois is saying they're replacing lead/galvanized lines. The pipes that I saw in the basement were galvanized and didn't look like they were in good shape.
So essentially I'm a bit fearful that a lot of the plumbing may be corroding galvanized pipes, which means this may become an ongoing expensive issue apart from the toliet.
In speaking to the landlord they are saying that water, including leaks are my responsibility. They suggested asking the city for a dye leak test and a credit from getting the toliet repaired which they supposedly provide free of charge. When I first spoke to the water department about the test they said they didn't know what I was talking about and transfered me to public works, who said they didn't do that. I informed my landlord of this and said they needed to call another plumber
When I called today to pay the first installment of that huge bill, which I'm having to pay on a pay plan, another person told me they don't do dye tests. I recieved the invoice from the plumber and asked about a credit and two departments also said that this municipality doesn't do credits.
I tried speaking to the landlord again and they said that they spoke to the city, gave them permission to do the dye test and that I needed to schedule the test. This doesn't even make sense.
Honestly I'm at a loss of what to do here and I'm completely unfamiliar with tenant/landlord rights. I'm afraid that if I do a repair and deduct or take some of the leak cost out of my rent they'll come after me. I'm also concerned that ongoing leaks could cost me a lot of money. The lease isn't up until October. I know I need to talk to an attorney to get real advice here but I am just trying to feel this out better. I have never had issues with a landlord like this. Thank you for any help.

Original poem written by me, just a little bit ago. No editing to it, I’m not a writer, so I did it in 1 shot. 1st & as of right now, probably final draft. We will see. The only time in my life I’ve ever written a poem that wasn’t mandatory for a high school English class. Written to get some of my bitterness out of my body about the death of someone I once knew.
Don’t Get Me Wrong
He was a staple in the community. Loved by so many but unable to love himself. He helped so many friends through crisis so that they could come out on the other side of it shining. He talked so many people out of killing themselves. He lended a helping hand whenever he was able. He helped people with money when they couldn’t help themselves. I’m genuinely glad for you all that that is the version you got. That is not the person I knew. When I was depressed, after being choked to the point of blacking out in a parking lot, at one of my lowest moments, I heard him yell from the next room “I hope you fucking kill yourself!” followed by laughter. If I tried to tell him how I felt or communicate my feelings in any way, I was told I was overreacting & I should feel bad for invalidating his feelings by feeling the way I did. If I asked for help cleaning the house, I was reminded what a nagging cunt I was. If I asked for help paying the bills in the home we lived in together, I needed to stop being so materialistic & worried about money. Don’t get me wrong, I’m genuinely happy that you all got this amazing version. Really. While you were all told how much you matter & how loved you are & how amazing you all are (which I don’t doubt for one moment that you are), years ago I was steadily being reminded that I was horrible & no one but him could love me. I love that you got to have more good memories than bad, But that’s not the version I was given.

So everybody knows how the time clock works I assume right? Okay cool, I went to clock in today and what ticks me off was that I worked a little over 20 hours last week and for whatever reason it went down to 16.8. sure I told the person in charge of scheduling about it as soon as I saw it but now I wonder if she's going to put it in there with my missing hours or she's just telling me that she did it because we all know it's illegal to do that.
What puts a bad taste in my mouth about this is that there's no way to check your time card to verify she actually put it through after the fact because it doesn't ask you again to verify those hours. And once you're off the clock there is no way to look at it until you get your paycheck. I just hope she does it because either I'll quit or call HR on them because this isn't right and you can't just take hours away from people when they work those hours. I hope that it was an error on Kronos and not the scheduler taking away those hours or something.
Thank you for reading my rant and I know I posted about the 15 minute breaks not that long ago and I just wanted added on to the drama that's happening at the store I currently was hired at. Not going to lie I wish I had turned down the offer and kept looking for something else because this is becoming more like a circus and I'm becoming a monkey that is just being tossed to banana in hopes that it's actually a banana and not one of those rubber ones.

Just wanted to share a story from a race I had last night as there really aren't other places or people that would understand why this is in any way interesting. I'm a returning player and just reinstalled after having been away since shortly after launch.
Anyways last night I joined a race lobby doing Maple Valley in the touring car class which felt like a smooth way to get back into the multiplayer saddle. I did practice on a race load and managed decent times, good enough for middle of the board but I didn't bother qualifying because I like to filter my way through the pack in the race. So I qualified 19/23 with no time set.
My preferred strategy in the past was to use medium compound tires and only the necessary fuel. The idea being that as a wheel player I can try and make smoother inputs to extend the life of the tires and do the race without pitting. So that was what I intended to try coming back.
When the race started I did my usual 8/10ths pace that lets you clear a lot of the carnage without being swept up by it and picked up a bunch of places before I tried to get set into a bit of a rhythm for the remainder of the race. Well shortly after getting about halfway up the grid I braked late heading into the sweeping right handed after the pit straight so I understeered off the track and was over taken by two cars that I started to chase once I got back on track.
The two cars were close to one another and maybe because of that I found that for the most part I could keep with them while only pushing to 9/10ths and being deliberately gentle on the tires in the turns. My hope was that I could maintain life in the tires longer than the two cars ahead would given how hard they were pushing each other and if an opportunity came up I would have the tire grip to exploit it.
Well as we headed into the second last lap one of the battling cars misjudged the right turn onto the pit straight and put it in the wall ghosting and spinning out which left just the one car directly ahead of me. I kept glancing at my tire life gauge, which had been steadily getting smaller and smaller but it was still white so I just hoped the leading car would made a mistake while I could still capitalize on it.
Well just as we were making the left into the uphill section he must have cooked his tires trying to stay ahead of the wrecked car because he pushed wide and seeing at last the opening I'd been waiting laps for I pounced and just hoped the grip would be there for me, and it was! I sailed by on the inside and when I threw it into the next two corners the grip held. Enough for me to put the distance between me and the now trailing car I needed to baby my now very worn tires to the end.
That was it. It wasn't for a win or even an amazing reaction or move or lap on my part. But for me it felt like the game allowed me to apply real race craft/tire management in order to better my performance and I'm still buzzing over it. Thanks for reading.

Hello Reddit!
I have a massive door access control system I am attempting to take over. issue is the last tenant dumped the place and left, they took everything, ripped a lot of tech out just as a fuck you to the landlords I guess.
Now I am left with no keycards, no pins, no master code, no nothing. So I’ve been attempting to re gain access to the whole system.
I called a few security companies around me, and unfortunately everyone I called said they don’t deal with the brand, and said they cannot help me; the company on the installation sticker is literally out of business it’s been that long.
I’ve been able to reset about half the system so far myself. The biggest issue is my door strikes / keypads. I currently CANNOT shut any door or else the strike will lock and I cannot reopen any door without the proper PIN code.
I’ve attempted to reset ONE keypad to test, and unfortunately the master codes 1 & 2 are not working. I can see the keypads face light has changed indictating I’ve actually reset it. The installer code even works on all keypads. But the default master 1 & 2 will not be accepted to process new PIN codes.
The reset method I used was disconnecting the readers power supply while holding 1-2, and I also tried while holding 3-4. Both emitted a confirmation beep after reconnecting.
The main boards are a CT-V900A and some CA-A470-A expansions. The keypads are Paradox R885. The system was installed around 2008 if that makes a difference.
Do I need to connect into centaurs software in order to reset these keypads fully??? Can I use any other software to attempt a reset?
I’d prefer if I didn’t have to completely power down this entire system, but I’d like to close some doors..
I have a lot of pictures of wiring, and pretty much all controller boxes open. I’ve attempted connecting over RSIP to tcp, etc, hard wired it even per the manual, under 25 ft.
Mods please remove if not allowed I’m just really not sure who else to ask.

Hello I have just made a Reddit because I am looking to get in touch with a SoundCloud community in which potentially some participants would be interested in an opportunity to be featured in a gaming app. In a very short summary I am creating a cheerleading mobile gaming app it will launch next month in June. In the app, users create a routine but also create music to complement the performance. Right now, we have purchased the right to some instrumental tracks, loops, and sfx -this is what the player will use in our music mixer. However, I feel that this feature is falling short and would really benefit from some actual tracks. I was going to use tunereel but their custom license was outrageous. I am a small startup (only me) and thought about instead of using another 3rd party company, offering the opportunity to someone who is also just starting out, to put your music in the gaming app associated with your name when selecting the respective track. I am happy to further discuss details of what will make most sense for both parties.
Also, if there is a better forum or place you may suggest to post please let me know.

I was with this guy for the past year. All throughout our relationship, he was the one who loved harder, he was the one who tried everything to make it work, he was the one afraid of losing me. He was also the one to stay and wait when I was unsure of our future together. I tried my best to return his love, but over time, I lashed out. Again and again. I used things he had confided in me against him, and actively sought to hurt him. He fell out of love with me, and I don't blame him. I went from being the person he trusted and turned to, to someone he could no longer feel safe around.
I know I messed up. Big time. I've reflected on myself a lot, and I really want to work on my issues - not taking people's love for granted, being kinder to loved ones, and not lashing out / being emotionally abusive. Whether or not we get back together, I intend to work on myself and address these issues. The thing is, I really miss him, and I want to work on getting back together. I want to show him that I've changed, and I want to grow as a person by his side. But I'm also aware that he has emotionally checked out of the relationship, and has been for some time. The "iffy" phase started around a month ago, during which he basically said he thought we should break up, and we went no contact for about a week. I was the one to reach back out and re-initiate contact, but I pressured him to decide too soon and I think it ended up pushing him away again. We've messaged since then, but he takes hours to respond to my recent messages, and he's ghosted me for a few days on a couple occasions. He says he still loves me and that there's a chance we could still be happy together, but I know emotionally he's gone and no longer wants to fight for us. I'm willing to wait and do whatever it takes to earn his love and trust back, but I'm not sure what to do. He takes hours to respond to basic messages. I also know being needy will only push him away even more, so it's hard when I'm still emotionally attached to him. If you've read this far, do you have any advice for me? I know my position does not evoke the most sympathy, and I take full responsibility for the downfall of our relationship. Any feedback/criticism is welcome.

Hey everyone,
I'm sorry for the upcoming wall of text, but i really need to get it off my chest and hope to maybe get some advice.
So three years back we got a puppy from the animal rescue. She looked like a rough haired collie mix, I grew up with a French Bulldog and then later had a Cane Corso with my ex boyfriend till she was 6 and they moved away to a different city. Both dogs turned out amazing.
An important side note here: as I am still a student, we made a family decision to get a dog together with my parents. So it had to be a dog that we were all comfortable with. I really didn't care what breed of dog we would get, as long as it wasn't tiny, and not a working breed. This excluded most shepherds.
Well, as life has it, my mom fell in love with our girl from the pictures the animal rescue posted online. I warned her that she would not grow up to be a smaller dog like my parents wanted, and that she looked like a shepherd, albeit a rough collie. My mom grew up with a rough collie and said they were very trainable dogs and quite calm. I was so desperate to have a dog in my life again that I agreed, and a couple of weeks later, our girl was here.
She was brought to us in pretty bad shape, kennel cough, and a huge flesh wound on her tail from where someone had accidentally slammed it in the door (and apparently not treated it?).
Behavioural difficuties started almost instantly. We managed to work through most of them though: food aggression/ anxiety (she would even gobble up water, the first and second bowl of it, as if scared someone would take it from her) and generally scared of everything. Once we got past the fear though, the guarding instinct kicked in. And they kciekd in bad. There is a big field that here where dogs are allowed to run free. At some point, she started attacking people who would dare walk by the field wihout their own dog. She tried to intimidate any guests we had. I once went to the bathroom and left my friend in the living room. When I came back he was clutching his ears while sitting on the couch. I asked him what the fuck happened, apparently while I was gone, she first "bullied" him till he sat down on the couch, then started biting his fingers when he tried to text me. Other friends had to go through similiar fates, weren't allowed to stand up from chairs etc. We got through all of that, and we also had two trainers come by who gave us some good pointers.
However, today, we have similiar but different problems, and i'm at my wits end. By now, we also did a DNA test and found out she is mostly a bohemian shepherd, which is the forefather breed of all German Shepherds. She is a spitting image of the breed too. So avoiding getting a workign line breed didn't work out at all :')
She recently attacked a dog who "charged" my mom because he was apparently a bit too excited to say hello. He had to get stitches because she put two holes in his shoulder. When we go outside, I usually bring her ball and we play fetch throughout the park (and avoid the dog park so there isnt any conflic potential), however, too many assholes just do not care when I ask them to keep their off leash dogs from running up to us when we are playing fetch (mind you, we purposefully go to places where there is nobody around). My dog's recall is perfect, and i put her on the leash and take the ball away, but the other dog often ignores their owner and runs up to us and starts harassing my dog. She becomes aggressive towards the other dog in this setting. We've had a couple of fights blow up like this.
If I dont bring her her ball, we walk through the dog park, and sometimes she even invites other dogs to play. However, there are other days when she decides to find something else to guard instead, and then shit hits the fan. A couple of months back, she was eating a piece of dirt, then lost interest and walked away. However, then another dog came and started sniffing that space, and my dog instantly ran over and started fletching her teeth. The other dog didnt back down, and they got into a fight. It ended up with me having to go to the hospital because the other dog bit me while I was pulling them apart, because the other dogs owner was this old lady who only stood in shock while opening and closing her mouth silently like a damn fish out of the water. Also, if I dont play fetch with her, she is often even more restless at home than she already is.
That is the next problem: she is so, so fucking high energy, and I just dont know how to deal with it. I walk her for an hour three times a day, during each walk we: do obedience, do impulse training, i make her do nose work (hide food in tall grass or tree bark and make her search for it), and then play fetch. About an hour after we're home, she starts showing all signs of boredom. Brings me her toys, nudges me, or stops just sits and whines. As soon as I stand up from my chair, she jumps up all excited like we're going somewhere. I just dont know how to fucking tire her out. I feel like i'm failing her and at the same time, I feel like having her is taking more from me than it is giving back. Each walk is a damn stress test and like playing russian roulette to see if some idiot is going to let his off leash dog try to take her ball, or if she will just simply be in a bad mood and attack another dog for looking at her wrong.
We sometimes go to the forest near our house and i let her dig there because she loves it, but God forbid someone else walks by, she completely starts raging. Yesterday some dude with a huge banddog happened to walk by (thank God the other dog was on a leash) and my idiot tried her best to slip out of her collar to try and attack him.
It's like literally every damn day she's bringing me to my wits end. Today, some dog on the other end of the field squealed and she ran over, completely ignoring my recall (usually never happens) all while barking aggresively the whole way (around 800 m). She has a habit of "stepping in" when two dogs are fighting and protecting the "underdog". I'm just so fucking stressed out by her its insane. Right now, I was sitting writing my thesis, and after she was nudging me all day demanding attention (yes, I send her away, then she starts whining), she suddenly lets out this high pitch bark because once again some random fucking noise three houses away scared her. I now have a tinnitus in my right ear and funnily enough, this was for some reason my breaking point that nearly brought me to tears.
Anyways, I apologize for my ramblings, and would be very grateful for any advice you have.
Oh, and before you wonder about her being a "family dog", my parents are often abroad for a couple of months of a time, but this was all discussed beforehand and was fine by me. Its jsut none of us saw her becoming the way she is. Also, she managed to break both of my mom legs (one each on a seperate occasion) because she reacted to something and suddenly pulled my mom. She then proceeded to threaten anyone who tried to come close to my mom to help her, until I came.
Yes, I am currently looking into a trainer, but I am kind of scared this time. The first trainer we had was a completey dumbass who just drenched her in water without warning us beforehand for barking. My dog had a phobia of plastic bottles after that for months till i managed to get her past it. The second trainer was amazing but unfortunately moved away to the other side of the country.

Finally got a Bible, it was a family members before. Funnily enough I've been wanting a Bible for awhile. But didn't know which one was best. I also wanted a book instead of something online. But in my condition I struggle with money as I cannot work. But one day I randomly mentioned it with my dad around. And he just left this on the side downstairs the day after. I'm so glad to finally have one, I just hope it's the best one.
I finally have hope of a better life, a life with Jesus, it's been a struggle but I feel like I've found peace in a time of struggle.
Here's how I got into a relationship with Jesus, you don't have to read it. I don't want to be a burden, or for people to feel sorry. It's just for anyone in a similar position, or anyone who has been through a lot of pain.
3 years of chronic pain, I was stuck in my tiny room for months. I'm stuck on all types of pain killers and drugs that I used to numb the pain. I was hearing voices. No friends, didn't see sunlight unless I went to the pharmacy or doctors. Didn't even open my curtains. I was a mess, and somewhat still am working on fixing myself as I'm still a mess, just a mess with hope and clarity now.
I wanted to get into religion, I was looking into different ones. And out of nowhere I just got a bunch of vids on insta reels and YouTube about Jesus. It took a while but I decided to put my trust in him. I didn't want to come off my Opioids and benzos because I have a life long condition that I know is impossible to just cure.
Ive never been religious or believed in God or Jesus before now. I think sometimes we have to go through pain to come to .
But I started praying, I put my trust in Jesus and started to understand that whatever happens Is his plan. I stopped being spiteful and full of hate, blaming others and God for the conditions im in. And instead started thanking Jesus for the pain as it has molded me into who I am.
I've been trying relentlessly to get help from doctors and substance abuse specialists to tamper me off the meds. It's been a battle, I'm still on them. But I have hope. My mind is clear, no more voices. I know what I have to do, and I cannot do it myself. My doctors hate me so they won't help, the substance abuse specialists are acting funny and only started to maybe help after I called in 9 different times asking for help. I just want to get off these horrid things. But it's too dangerous to justs stop as the withdrawals are hell on earth and on one of the meds can cause a high risk of seizures in withdrawal.
But I trust chirts, I pray that these not so nice doctors and specialists get enlightened as I have. When I'm off this stuff, I think my purpose will be to go around helping others in similar situations as the world, even the people who are supposed to help, is just so full of hate and evil. (Not everyone).
I'm going to start reading the Bible, I've read psalms 97 first. I don't know whether to read it in a certain order or from the beginning. But I just started reading what was recommended to me by videos online, (Cliffe knechtle and bishop mar mari Emmanuel)
I just hope this is a good version of the Bible, as I am naive I have no idea whats what.
If you've read this, thank you. It's a lot of writing. I love you all, and pray you all have great luck and come out of any struggles you are currently facing with Jesus Christ by your side. I love you all.

Basically after long thinking, i bought myself rdr2 online AGAIN. Basically my epic games version got unlinked from social club and thanks to the account originally belonging to my friend we had no idea WHAT account was linked to it. Sadly epic support aswell as rockstar support did piss poor job and didnt help at all. So i just bought myself steam version but i have to start ALL OVER again which i dont want to becouse it too much grinding and i just want to have fun. So iam asking if there would be anyone willing to help me with getting some money and gold, if you use mod menu and make the whole process faster iam not gonna object, i just want to get money to have fun. Or if someone has any recommendations for free mod menus (even thought its very common question) iam UP! So thank you all for attention.
(Also yes i dont use reddit at all, but posts on various subreddits helped me so far, so why not try it right?)