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cleolinda · 1 year

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Story time: yard chaos

[I told this story on Twitter today, 11/29/22, because I like to be as dramatic and ominous as possible.]

Friends, you may be aware that I often tell Neighborhood Gothic tales about the happenings on my street. I have another one.

So yesterday I look out the kitchen window and see about 15-20 fluorescent-vested workers (who do they work for? We just don’t know) hanging out about 1-2 houses down. Just chilling on both sides of the street, sitting on the storm drain, in the yards, what have you.

And they are more than welcome to; I just don’t know why. Tons of trucks around. Including multiple USIC trucks: People What Identify Your Underground Utilities. You may remember that I ran into one while I was tripping on yard nightshade. Good people, necessary, ideal.

I go about my business (cleaning out my tea kettle). Sometime later, loud machine noises. Bear in mind that I live in an area where there is always someone working loudly on something. Cutting down dangerous trees (RIP🌲), building new houses, eternally landscaping. I shrug.

I look out the window again. The corner of my neighbor’s yard is thoroughly dug up. Now, this summer, I watched a man cut down a whole-ass tree and every single bush (including two beautiful gardenias) of hers branch by branch. There are naught but stubs now.

Am I now that old lady who peers out the window at the doings of the street? Yes. Do I know Debra’s life? No. Do I have any idea why twenty workers are needed to dig up one corner of her yard? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Some hours later, my mom comes home for lunch. She is INCANDESCENT with rage. I assume it’s because our street is clogged with trucks. Why u mad tho? “WHY AREN’T YOU MAD?” After some confusion, my mom gets it through my placid head that the workers

are digging up

OUR YARD

I hadn’t looked out the FRONT window; our dog had been asleep and hadn’t needed to go out. There are three GIANT HOLES, like 3x3 and half a grave deep, at the street end of our yard, like prairie dog holes from hell. Nobody said FUCK ALL to me about this.

My mom’s higher self is a capable, savvy woman who knows her worth. My mom’s shadow self is a Karen. She marches out there to ask what the FUCK is going on. A foreman steps forward. “Oh, they didn’t put a letter on your door?” NO!!!!

I can’t tell if this [a tweet that did not in fact go through] went through or not, because they keep cutting off the wifi. There is a crane over my street now

What is GOING ON, asks my mom. “Something about fiber optic cables,” the foreman says. SOMETHING?? “Something about phones.” IN 2022??? We Just Don’t Know.

Holes begin to spread up the street.

By sundown, every single yard upstreet of mine has a minimum of three deep pits exposing Unknown Cables. Turf has been skinned off and thrown aside. I’m just like, this might as well happen. My mom now has a contractor’s business card. Neighbors are mad. Nobody was warned.

I’m out with Cooper on the deck (where he likes to chase falling leaves) in the dimming sunlight, and I happen to look around at the street.

Water is cascading down the road.

I live on a hill. You know how it looks during a hard rain, just little wavelets washing down the road? That. Water pouring down the entire width of the street, gutter to gutter. The deluge has already reached the intersection and shows no sign of stopping.

My phone has no wifi.

The Workers from Somewhere have hit a water main up the street. In front of a lawyer’s house, I’m told, so have fun with that. What I learn later is, despite there being 3-4 USIC trucks on the street, no one ever marked any utilities. Somebody told the workers not to wait.

Birmingham Water Works trucks, flashing their lights in the darkness, show up at 9 pm to fix the busted water main. Neighbors are wandering around fretting that the Great Flood of ‘22 is going to show up on their utility bills. The lawyer is very popular.

I get up this morning. By 6 am, they are back out there, doubling down. This is not the workers’ fault, btw. Honest day’s work, dishonest employer.

Every single house on my side of the street has a minimum of four (4) fiber optic prairie dog pits now.

I don’t know WHAT and I don’t know WHY. And now, there is a crane over my street for something happening underground. Orange cones and a giant wheel of orange and blue cable have appeared. Someone is brandishing a rake. End transmission for now.

UPDATE: The crane is ripping out a small tree (RIP 🌳) near the top of the street. I do not know if this is related or not. Either shit just got real with the cable digging, or we have dueling contractors.

[Situation in progress, more later]

#story time with cleo #long post #text post #as told on twitter #wet chaos 2022

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jimvasta · 2 years

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Top Surgery, the day before

Tomorrow is the day for my moobectomy (thanks to the workmate who coined that term!). I have had the confirmation text from the hospital that my appointment is going ahead. Double incision and bye-bye boulders. Am I nervous? Yes Am I excited? Yes It is absolutely awesome that I get to have my op on the first day of pride month? HELL YES!

Okay, here’s my prep so far:

Let’s take as read that I have my mini-mes all looked after and the pets sorted - grandparents, are great to have.

For the last 10 days I have been masked up at work and anywhere public to avoid last minute germs.

2x lateral flow tests done - I will have another one tomorrow but they want advanced tests too.

My nest at home is all set up. I have a comfy sofa with lots of cushions and an equally comfy foot stool (it started life as a tyre but I got creative with foam and fun space fabric). Next to it I put a 2x1 kallax unit to store by immediate bits and pieces, including meds, snacks and charging point. I have a tray for meals and resting the laptop on, I also have a tablet if I don’t want the weight of the laptop. Snacks are important but hydration is importanter, so I have a 2ltr water bladder hung up with the mouth piece conveniently nearby.

I have pre-cooked a load of family dinners and thrown them in the freezer so there is one less thing for everyone to worry about. I have also been on a cleaning and tidying spree around the house and got lots of comfy clothes ready - joggers, loose shirts, slouchy duvet day stuff.

Packing for hospital has been tough, knowing what I need and still keeping the bag light is a challenge. I am staying in for two nights rather than being kicked out straight away, which suits me because I have reacted badly to anaesthetic before, so I have a few days worth of clothes. PJs, loose boxers and comfy socks, the tops are t-shirts I have altered so they zip up the front. I have slippers too which I might just wear home because why not?

Spare phone (the old cheap one), tablet (with films downloaded in case of bad hospital wifi) and soft headphones so I can fall asleep with them on and not have to listen to the usual hospital noises (this doubles as a face mask if necessary). Extra long charger cable included!

Misc bits and pieces, toiletries (toothbrush and paste only, no deodorants), wet wipes, folder for paperwork, two little packets of sweets as treats, fleecy blanket from home, neck pillow, mastectomy pillow, water bottle and reusable straw. (there is no brush on the list because my hair has just been clippered short, not because I forgot - your results may vary)

If you are still reading, congratulations on your ability to tolerate rambling!

This afternoon the children will go to their grandparents and I will head up with my partner to stay in a hotel for the night since the hospital want me in at 0630 (yawn o’clock). I have had to put together an overnight bag, one for us, one of the children, and a bag of bits I will want for the journey home but don’t want to take in with me - an extra blanket, coat, and a seatbelt pillow.

Deep breath, nearly time to go.

#top surgery #only one day until moobectomy #nervous but all packed #ftm

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dearestbanquo · 2 years

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heres his level !!

Level safe

Survival difficulty : class 1

》Safe

》Secure

》Minimal entity count

Description

Level safe, unlike level SaFe, appears to be a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom house, it’s built to look familiar; using furniture from the 80s. 1 entity inhabits Level safe, which is entity 162 “Mau” Upon entering the level, you will feel safe and protected, it smelling like a sterile hotel room almost; this level has food, running water, A/C, and even wifi and cable. It is all taken care of by Mau (see Entity 162)

It has a total of 7 rooms, including the aforementioned bedrooms and bathrooms, kitchen/dining room, living room, and basement.

The bedrooms look about the same; one bed, a dresser filled with clothes and undergarments for both sexes, a bookshelf, a bedside table with a lamp with water bottles in the drawers, and various photos in picture frames.

The bathrooms are fairly normal looking; a sink, toilet, bathtub, and a medicine cabinet filled with various medicines like Benadryl, Mucinex, Tylenol, etc. as well as some hygiene care and lotions.

The living room has a tv, a rocking chair, couch, and a toy box filled with toys varying from dolls, letter blocks, stuffed animals, etc. the tv is usable but only has the news channel and a kids cartoon channel.

The kitchen/dining room are connected; there is a fridge filled with various foods, a pantry, a stool to reach the counters (seeming to be for the entity that inhabits this level due to its height), an oven, microwave, and a bunch of cabinets and drawers for plates, bowls, pots, pans, and utensils.

The dining room has a wooden table with matching chairs, a china cabinet, and a potted plant.

The basement is actually not very unnerving like how basements tend to be; it has various pictures on the walls, two couches, a pool table, a lamp and a red rug.

Colonies and outposts

N/A

Entrances/Exits

One may enter the level either by chance (9% chance)

Its said that you also need to complete level 453, 971, or !

The only exit is simply just the front or back door, both leading you to different levels.

It's giving your grandparents house tbh

I like it

#oc #talking #asks

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inc0gnit0-m0de · 2 years