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Hi. Im new to this app and only know about it because my brother shares many venting stories like these with me. He finds them intriguing and I agree. Anyway, I’ll try keep this short. (Also sorry for any grammaspelling mistakes. English isn’t my first language).
I (M38) am ignoring my daughter (F13) and it has ruined my wife (F37) and I’s relationship. Now we were young when my daughter came into the world but she is the best thing that’s happened to me and I wouldn’t change anything about her. I love her dearly and hate to see her grow so fast. But lately she’s been displaying behaviours that make me feel uncomfortable.
For an example, the other day she came to sleep in my bed because she had a bad dream. Now, I didn’t find this weird as she plays horror games and loves horror movies but she hasn’t done this since she was around 7. She opened the door and I squinted because of the corridor lights. She innocently asked me if she could sleep with me because she was scared and had a bad dream. I don’t blame her. I stay away from the movies she watches because I can’t handle gore or sudden jump scares.
I turned on my bedside lamp, and told her to come in. I went to turn the corridor light off and shut the door behind me. I got back into bed and turned the light off. She snuggled up to me like when she was a kid and my heart smiled. I told her we are safe and reassured her. It was just her and I in the house since at the time her mother was doing night shifts at the hospital.
After about an hour she appeared to be asleep and I got tired myself so I turned over. 10 minutes later I feel a hand run up from the back of my thigh up to my bum. She kept her hand there. I turn over and she’s asleep. I assume I made too much noise and she got startled so I held her again. This time she fell asleep a bit faster but I felt her hand rest on my groin area. I was torn because if I moved I’d scare my baby girl. I had to move slowly yet cautiously to free myself. I felt sick and inappropriate. her hand dropped and I turned back over and we both slept.
This is only one instance of her acting weirdly around me. I go to the gym on my free time and when I came back I was sweaty and tired. When I walked in she was making all types of inappropriate comments. Saying things like “sweaty men are attractive” and “I wish the hot boys in my school went to the gym”. I thought nothing of it because teenage hormones and stuff and just sat next to her and turned the tv on. She then hugged me and said “I love you so much daddy” and I said “I love you too but I’m really sweaty”. She was doing things like running her hand along my chest and arms and saying “you’re so strong” and then hugging me again and expressing her love for me.
This is weird to me and I felt uncomfortable. I decided to bring this up to my wife. I expressed how uncomfortable I felt about this. She was furious at me. She yelled at me saying I was “sexualising our daughter” and mistaking her gratitude to me as a father as flirting. She said it was wildly inappropriate and she said she felt sick and didn’t know who I was anymore.
Ever since then I have been sleeping on the couch. I can barely look at my daughter in the eyes let alone stay in close proximity to her. Meanwhile my wife feels the same about me.
AITA?

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Mine was from Comoran regen Efri Mohammed, I was coaching Comoros in a world cup, and having gotten a shocking 2-2 draw vs Germany, we faced Iran in the 2nd group game, needing a point to advance. We were stuck at a 2-2 dead lock at the half, leaving me with the decision to sub him on, knowing a goal could win us the group (Germany only beat Iran 2-1) and he gave us the lead, and the perfect storm of a performance began. He scored from the spot 5 minutes later, and at 4-3 with the game still wide open, he helped us finally close the door with 71st and 74th minute goals to make it 6-3, and we would win 7-3 to win the group in stunning fashion.

Hi. Im new to this app and only know about it because my brother shares many venting stories like these with me. He finds them intriguing and I agree. Anyway, I’ll try keep this short. (Also sorry for any grammaspelling mistakes. English isn’t my first language).
I (M38) am ignoring my daughter (F13) and it has ruined my wife (F37) and I’s relationship. Now we were young when my daughter came into the world but she is the best thing that’s happened to me and I wouldn’t change anything about her. I love her dearly and hate to see her grow so fast. But lately she’s been displaying behaviours that make me feel uncomfortable.
For an example, the other day she came to sleep in my bed because she had a bad dream. Now, I didn’t find this weird as she plays horror games and loves horror movies but she hasn’t done this since she was around 7. She opened the door and I squinted because of the corridor lights. She innocently asked me if she could sleep with me because she was scared and had a bad dream. I don’t blame her. I stay away from the movies she watches because I can’t handle gore or sudden jump scares.
I turned on my bedside lamp, and told her to come in. I went to turn the corridor light off and shut the door behind me. I got back into bed and turned the light off. She snuggled up to me like when she was a kid and my heart smiled. I told her we are safe and reassured her. It was just her and I in the house since at the time her mother was doing night shifts at the hospital.
After about an hour she appeared to be asleep and I got tired myself so I turned over. 10 minutes later I feel a hand run up from the back of my thigh up to my bum. She kept her hand there. I turn over and she’s asleep. I assume I made too much noise and she got startled so I held her again. This time she fell asleep a bit faster but I felt her hand rest on my groin area. I was torn because if I moved I’d scare my baby girl. I had to move slowly yet cautiously to free myself. I felt sick and inappropriate. her hand dropped and I turned back over and we both slept.
This is only one instance of her acting weirdly around me. I go to the gym on my free time and when I came back I was sweaty and tired. When I walked in she was making all types of inappropriate comments. Saying things like “sweaty men are attractive” and “I wish the hot boys in my school went to the gym”. I thought nothing of it because teenage hormones and stuff and just sat next to her and turned the tv on. She then hugged me and said “I love you so much daddy” and I said “I love you too but I’m really sweaty”. She was doing things like running her hand along my chest and arms and saying “you’re so strong” and then hugging me again and expressing her love for me.
This is weird to me and I felt uncomfortable. I decided to bring this up to my wife. I expressed how uncomfortable I felt about this. She was furious at me. She yelled at me saying I was “sexualising our daughter” and mistaking her gratitude to me as a father as flirting. She said it was wildly inappropriate and she said she felt sick and didn’t know who I was anymore.
Ever since then I have been sleeping on the couch. I can barely look at my daughter in the eyes let alone stay in close proximity to her. Meanwhile my wife feels the same about me.
AITA?

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Memory transcription subject: Kila, Venlil Engineering Student (First Year) White Hill University
Date [standardized human time]: September 8, 2136
Finally.
Professor Gretty’s calculations had been spot on. He'd even accounted for any potential difference in temperature although it should be possible to manage that element from the tuning slide near the bell.
The apparatus I’d designed was a little different than I'd originally envisioned. At the base of the device, near the mouthpiece, there was a small part that would vibrate the air via a small oscillating ‘gate’. As the air passed through, it would emulate the human lips, causing the air column to resonate properly.
To determine the necessary frequency at which the gate would operate, I had attached a thin, spooled wire to the outside of the slide. As the slide extended, the spring-loaded spool would act as a tool for measurement, determining the length the slide had been moved by how much it had been unwound. As the slide retracted, the spool would rewind. That had taken some tricky design to make consistent. Even the small inconsistencies in how the wire rewound was both breaking the mechanism and causing inaccurate measurements.
Luckily, the slide moved on a mostly fixed path so I could make due.
I had initially planned to use a wireless controller. But, early testing was proving it to be more trouble than it was worth.
The data read from the spool was fed to the gate mechanism where it adjusted the frequency in real time. The entire device used a tiny amount of electricity and while a standard battery would suffice, I'd gotten a little creative against my better judgment. The spool also acted as a tiny generator, charging the on-board battery as the slide was moved.
If this was a school project, I think I'd get perfect marks.
That thought wasn't completely born from ego. I'd gone to great lengths to make it consistent. While the device was mostly simple, I had to make sure it would stand up under rigorous action. As such, I'd been moving the slide in and out the whole time I was tweaking it.
Something my arm was pretty damn tired of.
The harmonic was controlled by a small set of four buttons placed where the player’s paw would grip the slide. Each button represented a certain harmonic level. Between the spool and the buttons, the frequency control was very much usable.
The opening at the end of the gate mechanism was fitted for a specifically designed Venlil-friendly mouthpiece. I'd been considerate of the condensation (spit) that Brad had warned me about. The inside of the gate mechanism was lined with a flexible, waterproof material, allowing the moisture to seep downward and be drained from the ‘spit valve’ at the bottom.
Why did I choose an instrument that you have to blow into?
The whole apparatus would need maintenance and repair every now and again which made for more hassle than the baseline instrument could make. But, it did work for a Venlil player, something that couldn't be said for the original design. I’d actually tested the tone myself, proving that I'd also managed to knock down one of the primary barriers for entry. According to Brad, a Human player had to train their embouchure to be able to get the right frequency for each slide position. In the case of my mechanism, the player just had to be familiar with the harmonic buttons.
It almost felt sacrilegious to make the instrument easier to play. Seemed almost like we, as Venlil, were balking at the musical challenge. But, we were physically incapable of operating the instrument otherwise.
As I held the newly manufactured trombone in my paws, I felt some pride in its creation. I'd crafted it meticulously, sacrificing lots of my time and focus to design it. I'd molded the material, carefully constructed the pitch controller, wired the tiny circuit board, and RIGOROUSLY stress-tested the whole thing to make sure it was up to snuff.
It was completely and totally finished.
Yep.
All done.
Nothing left to work on.
Tested and approved.
…
I sighed as I took the trombone apart and placed the parts in the case. Oddly enough, the relentless rush to get it designed and built was not the part I was worried about. No, the real struggle was the true end goal, the reason I'd made the whole thing in the first place.
Why am I so nervous?
I'd spent my whole life tailing Saesh, trying to emulate her outgoing and fearless nature. Even when everyone around me seemed to take it as a warning sign, I couldn't help but respect her capability. To not be debilitated with fear was a boon to accompany her kind-hearted nature. So, I'd always made it my goal to be like her. Though, I'd often found myself in the same position as my pitch controller. I could emulate the original thing well but it was never quite the same.
For that reason, the prospect of asking Mezil out had me feeling pretty hesitant. The last thing I wanted was to make things weird between us. But, I wanted to get closer to him. He was such a good soul…and it was cute watching him stumble through things.
I just…wasn't used to romance. I'd never felt this way before. And, if things didn't work out, would it ruin our friendship? I didn't know what I’d do if things somehow ended on bad terms.
“You shouldn’t be so worried about what might happen that you let inaction turn into regret.”
I thought back to Brad’s words. He'd been pretty adamant that I should go for it and he also seemed to think I had a good chance.
Maybe Mezil’s disposition was rubbing off on me and I was worrying about nothing.
I turned my pad in my paws for quite some time. Was I really going to do this? I suppose I didn't have to commit to it right away. I could just call him over to my room and give him the trombone. Then, if things went well, I could continue on with the real request.
Yeah. That works. Keep it open. Like Brad said, less serious. Just take it one step at a time.
I hovered a claw over Mezil’s contact…
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Memory transcription subject: Mezil, Venlil Music Student (First Year) White Hill University
Date [standardized human time]: September 8, 2136
After the last few paws, I’d been satisfied to take a considerably long rest. Having blazed through my homework, I took the opportunity to unwind and process everything. It was easy to feel restless with the information I’d recently gleaned but I’d be useless if I ran myself ragged anymore.
As I soaked in the blissful nothingness, I was jarred back to reality by the ringing emanating from my pad. Rolling off of my bed, I hobbled over to my desk where the device laid. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as I brought the screen up to where I could read it. The call was from Kila. Odd. She usually just used text messages.
I tapped to accept and gave a groggy greeting as her visage filled the screen.
“Hey, Kila. What’s up?”
“Mezil, are you busy?”
She looked a little more serious than usual. Did something happen?
“Busy doing nothing maybe. No, I'm not really doing anything right now. Why?”
“Can you come to my dorm? I have something you might be interested in.”
That was intriguing but, to be honest, I'd have looked for just about any excuse to hang out with her again. It had only been a few paws but it felt like an eternity. I wasn't always as sociable as the average Venlil but confiding in her had helped me tremendously when it came to dealing with my academic predicament.
“Yeah, no problem. I'll clean up and head over.”
Her face lit up in response.
“Awesome! I'll see you in a bit!”
I stretched myself out and stole a glance at the mirror.
Yeesh. I really am a wreck. I'd better do a deep clean.
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After bathing and getting the knots out of my fur, I found myself standing in front of Kila’s door. I reached my paw out and tapped out some light knocks. After a few moments, the door opened wide with Kila standing behind it. She wagged her tail in a greeting and motioned me in.
“Wow, you did clean up huh?” she asked while inspecting my newly brushed coat. I'd put some extra effort into it, wanting to make up for my recent disheveled look.
But, looking at her, it seemed she'd done about the same thing. I'd never seen her so well-groomed. Was there a special event coming up?
“Yeah,” I responded. “I've been a hygiene disaster the last few paws so I figured I should change that. You seem pretty done up too. It's a really good look. What's the occasion?”
“Oh, uh, I just wanted to clean up well. I've been kind of a wreck the last few paws too. End of the term, you know?”
I flicked my ears in affirmation. If her last few paws were as eventful as mine, I wouldn't blame her one bit.
“So, you had something you thought I’d want to see?”
“Right! But…maybe we should save that for later. I haven't talked to you lately. How’s schoolwork been treating you? Making headway?”
I sighed as I took a seat on her bed.
“It's going well enough, I guess. Busy. But, I've been completing everything so hopefully I'll pull through. That's not really what's been taking all my time though.”
“Oh? Give me the details.”
Part of me felt hesitant to disclose my findings at the library. But, ultimately I decided that Kila was plenty trustworthy. Besides, I'd already told Brad. Granted, he wasn’t living on a Federation planet.
Kila would keep it a secret. If anyone would do it for me, it'd be her.
So, I filled her in on my plight, explaining the Federation censorship and my meetings with Aebl. I showed her the music piece and told her about how Brad had played over it during our call. I briefly described to her my first experience with rock ‘n roll and how the intensity had made me view my struggles in a different light. Through it all, she sat and listened, occasionally asking questions but mostly staying enamored with the tale.
When I finished my recap, she leaned back in her desk chair and closed her eyes. After a moment of silence, she delivered her conclusion.
“Holy shit.”
An understandable response to my ramblings, I figured. I felt the same way.
“Yeah, that's been my recent experience. What about you? What have you been up to?”
She stiffened at the question, a response that made me stiffen as well. It was unlike Kila to be so jumpy around a subject. I wondered if I'd hit a sensitive spot.
“That…is a good question.”, she responded with hesitation in her voice. “Well…first of all I spoke with Brad alone. He showed me his guitar as well. We talked about some…things…”
Her vagueness was noticeable. It felt like she was dancing around the subject.
“There weren't any problems, were there?” I interjected. “I'm sure we could work out any conflicts.”
“What? No! I just…shit, I’m bad at this.”
Bad at what?
“I’m…not sure I follow.”
“You can’t follow because I’m not saying anything that makes sense! Just…hold on.”
Kila stood from her chair and opened the closet in the corner. From it, she retrieved a long black box, cradling in her arms. She sat it down lengthways on the floor and flipped open the latches. Before opening it, she looked up to me again.
“I've been working on this with Brad. I guess my physics professor helped too. It's a gift for you, actually. I've been busy with it for the last few paws.”
A gift? I hardly deserved one.
“You shouldn't have gone through the trouble,” I blurted. “Shit, it's the end of the term. You shouldn't be worried about me.”
“I'm not worried about you, doofus! Well…I am but that's not why I put this together. Besides, it's already done so don't reject it now.”
She lifted up the top half of the box and inside was a long, curved piece of metal tubing. It ended with a bell shape. Attached were a few strange devices I didn't recognize. It shone brightly, reflecting the light in the room.
…
“Uh…what is it?” I asked.
“BRAD, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!”
Her sudden outburst caught me off-guard and I straightened up in response as she continued.
“I swear…Why wouldn't he show you after he showed me? Then again, he only showed me because I asked. But then, why didn't you ask about it? You're a music student! Damn it, this isn't going how I planned. Mezil, this is a trombone. It's a Human instrument.”
A human…instrument?
A HUMAN INSTRUMENT?
“How did you get a human instrument?!” I asked, nearly jumping onto the thing in my excitement.
“I made it! All in all, the instrument wasn't that complex to build with university machinery. The hard part was making it playable for Venlil. See, Humans do this thing with their lips and facial muscles…anyway, I had to emulate the whole thing mechanically.”
“You…did all of this for me?” I felt the tears forming in my eyes.
“Well…yeah.”
“How does it work? I've never seen anything like it. Holy shit, Kila, this is AWESOME!”
“Ok, so, first we need to put it together. See, the slide and the bell screw together here.”
She took the two pieces from the case and joined them at a threaded section, screwing a nut into place to secure them together.
“Then, you attach the mouthpiece here and place your mouth up to it to blow air through it. But, this is the weird part. Usually, Humans have to use their lips to make vibrations but we can't exactly do that. So, I built this here to serve the same purpose.”
Kila walked me through the functionality of the mechanism, showing me the buttons for changing the harmonic and also the less than glamorous spit valve at the bottom of the slide.
After getting her rundown, I tried it myself, placing my mouth up to the mouthpiece and pushing air through the vibrating gate.
Kila explained that I could use my tongue to cut the air flow and that it could create different effects on the tone. Pushing the air through was harder than expected as the gate restricted the air flow. Apparently, this was by design. It allowed for longer sustain since it didn't immediately require all the air in my body.
Despite the minimal air throughput, just enough to maintain a steady air column, the trombone was actually rather loud. Even the quietest tones I could produce had a significant amount of volume backing them. But, what was perhaps the most intriguing thing was the variety of sound it produced. The softer tones were melodic while the more forceful tones were almost disconcerting.
“You'll need to keep both the main slide and tuning slide greased well. You can detach the wire for the slide detection right here. The whole apparatus can be detached by removing these screws in case you need to clean the instrument. Just make sure to dry it well if you use water so it doesn't rust. And, make sure to keep dents out of the slides.”
As Kila finished her walkthrough, I placed the trombone down gently on top of its case and wrapped Kila in the best hug I could manage.
“Thank you, Kila,” I choked out. “It's amazing. You’re amazing! How did you manage this in two paws?”
“It was three paws, actually.”
“Three paws?”
“Yeah. I spoke to Brad about it that paw when you were at the library. Then, the next paw I spent playing with the design and running simulations. The next paw I built this one.”
“If it's been three paws…wait…”
Relinquishing my hug, I started rifling through my bag for my pad. I brought up the calendar, searching for assignment due dates.
My heart dropped into my stomach when I found what I was looking for.
“Oh no.”
“Mezil?”
“Oh no no no no no fuck fuck fuck FUCK!”
“Mezil, what's wrong?”
“I missed turning in like four assignments! I thought I had one more paw!”
The worry on her face only worsened as she realized the weight of what I was saying. I'd been scraping by, trying to maintain a GPA that would allow me to retain my scholarship.
I just threw that effort away.
I couldn't handle any missing assignments. My grades would still be passing but below the scholarship cutoff.
“Mezil,” she started. “Listen to me. We’ll figure it ou-”
“I'm such a fucking moron, Kila! Fuck! Everything I've done up until now…I just ruined all of it!”
“Look, maybe you can get some extra credit!”
“That's not even the point!” The tears of joy that had been in my eyes were being replaced with tears of anger as I nearly shouted in frustration. “I'm not closing the gap on my schoolwork! It's just getting worse!”
I sat back down on her bed, burying my face in my paws. Kila sat down beside me and wrapped me in a hug of her own. I felt her tail intertwine with mine like I had done when she had her first call with Brad.
“It's alright,” she spoke soothingly. “We’ll figure something out.”
“Why do you keep helping me?” I choked out. “I just keep fucking everything up.”
“No you don't. You're brave and strong. You're kind.”
“All I do is fail. Why even make this trombone for me?”
“Because…Well, actually, I wanted to ask you out for a date…So, do you wanna go out some time?”
…
What?
“I-I'm sorry?” I stammered. “Did I hear you right?”
I saw her face turn a bright orange. I felt my own face follow suit.
“Yeah. But, uh, this isn't how I expected it to go. I'm sorry. It's probably a bad time to mention it now.”
Kila’s sudden confession had snapped me out of my downward spiral completely. If anything, it was the best timing.
“Why me, though?”
“Why not you? You're a great friend. You're passionate about music, smart, and…kinda cute?”
“I'm cute, huh?” I asked, trying to add an air of teasing while I wiped tears from my eyes.
She flicked her ears in annoyance.
“Well, it helps when you clean up like you did. What shampoo is this? I like the smell.”
I chuckled at her response, feeling the tension leave my muscles.
“Mistfruit, I think.”
“So, uh,” Kila continued. “What's the answer then?”
“Answer?”
“Do you wanna go out with me?”
“Sure. But, I think I'm just happy to spend time with you anywhere.”
I didn't know where my words were coming from. There was something that I'd never consciously realized until that point: Kila was easy to talk to. With her, I could speak my mind and, despite all my social shortcomings, it was just natural. Everything felt simple with her. I didn’t mind opening up if she was around.
But I still had a problem.
I sighed and leaned into her embrace, nuzzling into her fur.
“I'm sorry, I shouldn't mention it again but what am I gonna do about my grades, Kila? School just isn’t going well at all.”
“Just do what you can. Talk to the professors. Maybe they'll give you a helping paw. Maybe some extra credit like the music assignment.”
“I don't know. Some of them are real hardasses.”
She chuckled at my response.
“Well, maybe you’ll lose that scholarship. There could still be other financial options. Maybe you can find another way to afford it.”
At this point, I was content to listen to her suggestions regardless of whether or not they were realistic. I just found myself lost in her embrace, kept calm by her steady arms.
Then, as if to spite that serenity, my pad rang once again.
“Shit, now is not the time,” I grumbled as Kila released her grip. I picked my pad up and checked the number. “A university number? Who would call me from the school?”
“It could be important,” Kila said, leaning over my shoulder. “You should answer.”
I flicked my tail in agreement and tapped to accept. The screen changed and I was met with Professor Haeli’s face.
“Hello, Mezil.”
“Professor Haeli?”
“I'm sorry to use your personal number but the university had it on record and I felt like I needed to run this by you over a call rather than a message through the school portal. Do you have a moment?”
I turned my ears inquisitively towards Kila who flicked her own ears in a ‘go ahead’ motion.
“Uh, yeah, I've got time.”
“Good. See, I spoke with Headmaster Blyne and I was able to negotiate for a bit of an opportunity.”
An opportunity?
What kind of opportunity could Haeli have for me? The extra credit assignment was already for full marks in her class. She spoke with the headmaster…How big of a deal was this?
I didn’t need to wait long for her to answer my question as she continued her spiel.
“We’ve decided that the best way to determine the merit in Human-Venlil cooperation would be to attempt something more tangible than a report. The headmaster is looking for something more practical and I suggested that we could have an in-person musical performance here at the university. That is, one that includes both Human and Venlil performers.”
A live performance? Here at White Hill?
As far as I knew, there hadn’t been any Human presence at White Hill. It would likely be the very first time. The in-person avenues for the exchange program had been restricted to military personnel. But, perhaps the university had enough leverage to get a civilian onto Venlil Prime.
I found myself wondering what the concert had to do with me. I was only a first-term student. I’d only partaken in a couple of recitals. Certainly, they didn’t want me as a performer.
“What exactly do you need from me?” I asked, unsure of what to make of the situation
“I’d like you to perform, Mezil. I know you haven’t had much of a chance to prove your musical capabilities. No first-term student has. But, you have shown a progressive mindset towards Humans and the ability to adapt to challenges. As far as I know, there’s no one more qualified for this particular event.”
I let her words sink in. She really wasn’t concerned with my lack of experience? In that case, I suppose I was the most qualified.
“Moreover,” she continued. “You’d need to determine the setlist yourself. We’re looking for both Human and Venlil musical representation. The instruments you choose to use are up to you. It really depends on how you choose to arrange your pieces. I’m willing to offer assistance in that regard. The concert would be shortly after the end of the term; five paws after the finalized grades.
You may be wondering what you’d receive in exchange. The headmaster and I went back and forth and decided that, should the performance go well, the university will place you in a program for Human integration going forward. And, you’ll be provided free tuition and board so long as you succeed in that position.”
A full ride scholarship…A FULL RIDE SCHOLARSHIP!
“I’ll do it!” I sputtered. “Whatever it takes, I’ll make sure the performance goes well!”
“Now, hold on a moment, Mezil,” Haeli spoke with a warning tone. “Certainly, you must know how high the expectations are for this. Don’t agree to it so lightly. This is a very delicate situation that will influence the perception of Humans by the student body and staff. It needs to be near-perfect. I’ll help, of course. But, don’t think this is going to be easy. Headmaster Blyne still needs to work with the UN to get permission to bring a Human civilian here. We’re tentatively assuming that it will be approved since the UN has been very accommodating regarding personnel thus far.
As of now, we don’t have any set Human performers. That will partly be your responsibility unless you cannot find anyone on your own. The civilian comm line to Earth is set to be complete in two paws. You should have free reign to go looking for prospective musicians. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. You may want to mull things over for a paw before committing. It won't be a walk in the park. And, I still expect the report from you as well. If you want perfect marks this term that is.”
I flicked my ears in acknowledgement.
“Thank you, professor!” I nearly shouted. “I’m glad that you chose to involve me. I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”
Haeli wagged her tail, seemingly pleased with my response.
“Well then, Mezil, I hope to hear from you again soon. For now, I’ll leave you to it. Have a good rest of your paw.”
“You too, professor.”
The call ended and I slumped on the bed, melting into the soft mattress.
“You are so damn lucky,” Kila said as she laid down next to me.
“I have so much work to do,” I responded.
“So…I assume you’re going to get Brad involved?”
“Of course. If I can bring him here to White Hill, that would be awesome.”
“I'm sure he'd be happy to join. It does sound like a ton of work though. Integrating Human and Venlil music with each other sounds tough.”
“Well, luckily I just so happen to have a Human instrument to work with. Someone very special to me made it as a gift.”
Kila nuzzled into me and I returned the favor.
I’ve already worn myself out. So much for a break. That's alright. No one said college would be easy.
And, I wouldn't mind staying in this moment forever.
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Memory transcription subject: Brad Silmore, Human Field Hand
Date [standardized human time]: September 8, 2136
Watching the sun creep up and over the top of its arc, I found myself a little puzzled. I'd thought for sure that Mezil would have been itching to call. It was, after all, the weekend which was the best time for me to help him with his report.
Then again, he seemed pretty tunnel-visioned on the music hidden in the ceiling of that library. Maybe he was still focused on that. Hell, maybe he forgot what day it was.
I wonder what kind of progress Kila was making on her attempt to make a trombone. She seemed smart. Probably wouldn't take her very long.
Snapping me out of my thoughts, the exchange program app on my computer sounded an alert, luckily still audible to me on the front porch. Looked like Mezil decided to call after all.
I meandered inside, closing the door behind me and seating myself at my desk. My hand moved the mouse to click the accept button. As I pressed down, I realized I might want to turn to the side but it was too late. Mezil and Kila’s faces populated the monitor. Luckily, neither of them seemed phased by my staring into the webcam.
“Well, well, well,” I started. “I guess you didn't forget about me after all.”
“Sorry, I forgot that you were off work,” came Mezil’s sheepish response.
Heh. Sheepish.
“More like he forgot what paw it was,” Kila corrected. “He almost screwed up big time.”
Wow, I didn't actually expect to be right about that.
“I did screw up big time. But, I had a lucky break.”
On the bed behind where the two sat, I saw a trombone with a strange set of accessories tacked onto it. Did Kila already finish the construction? Then, that means…
“I see you've been acquainted with a trombone,” I noted. “So, did everything go exactly as you'd planned, Kila?”
Both their faces turned orange which answered my question for me.
“N-not exactly,” Kila stammered. “But, it worked out I think.”
Mezil supplemented his agreeing ear flicks with a head nod.
“Good stuff, I knew you had it in you. So, what's this monumental error that Mezil supposedly made?”
Mezil’s orange shade turned even more orange.
“Well, since I didn't realize what paw it was, I forgot to turn in a number of assignments.”
I sucked in a sharp breath. I knew how precarious his situation was academically.
“You're not failing any classes now are you?” I questioned.
“I'm not failing any of them, but I don't think I can keep my scholarship. Luckily, my music professor contacted me with an opportunity. She wants to do a concert with Venlil and Humans performing. And, the university is offering a position in an integration program if it goes well. If I succeed, I could get a full ride scholarship.”
Kila wagged her tail, looking almost more excited than Mezil himself. It was for good reason. What excellent news!
“That's awesome, Mezil! I know you'll knock it out of the park!”
They both turned their heads in confusion.
Oh yeah. That probably doesn't translate right.
“Er…it means you'll do a great job. It's a sports analogy.”
The pair flicked their ears in understanding. I was beginning to impress myself with how well I could read the Venlil body language.
“I plan to do my best,” Mezil confirmed. “And, if it's not too much trouble, I'd like your help.”
“Sure thing,” I responded. “Need some song suggestions?”
“Actually, I was hoping you could be a part of the performance, coming to Venlil Prime to play.”
Me? Performing on Venlil Prime.
“Mezil,” I started. “I'm not a professional musician. There have to be tons of people more qualified.”
“It doesn't matter,” he insisted. “I’m only a first-term student myself. It's not as much about musical ability. It's more about how well we can cooperate. And, you're a plenty good musician. I've heard you play. It doesn't need to be anything fancy. Just something to show that we can make good things together.”
The explanation made sense. If it was about showing the potential for Human integration, having two exchange partners would be a good plan.
“Can I even get to Venlil Prime?” I asked. “I thought it was only for military personnel.”
“My professor seems confident that they can get the UN to work it out. The request would come from the university so it would have some professional leverage.”
If I can really go to another planet…
“Alright, Mezil. I'm in. It's been a while since I practiced for something serious. But, I'll put my best foot forward.”
Mezil wagged his tail with happiness.
“Great! We’ll need to get a set list together first.”
“Well, I've got time. How would you two like to explore some music with me?”
Both of them leaned forward in anticipation.
Shoot, I didn't actually prepare anything. What haven't they heard yet?
I stopped and considered my options for a moment before a grin spread across my face.
“I do believe you've yet to be acquainted with disco.”
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I've also had the 8 which is pretty good, the 5 which is kinda ok and the XO which I don't particularly like.
Other rums really don't do much for me so I'm wondering if anyone here knows of any other rums I could sort of branch out into which are a lot like Doorly's 12.
(By the way I drink everything neat, maybe with a touch of water. Not looking for a mixer.)

Hey everyone! First time posting here, but I am wondering if anyone has any tips or has similar experiences with their pom. We crate our pom during the day, and he’s excellent at getting into the crate and laying down. It isn’t until I literally get into my car and the garage door closes to leave for the day that he starts freaking out. We have a little camera where we can watch him during the day and it looks like he does this for about an hour then finally sleeps all day.
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We would love to add a small pool (12 x 24 or smaller) to our yard but running into issues due to setbacks & easements. Our yard is small (appx 55' x 52'), city required 10' setback from house, back & side yard. Just got our plot plan & it's showing a utility easement & a tree preservation easement on the back of our house.
No county or city official seems to be able to tell me exactly what this tree preservation easement means. Most of the area is what I would consider weeds & underbrush. I have no desire to tear down the trees but would likely need a couple of feet into the easement for the pool placement.
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Chapter LXXXVIII
Somewhere, West Virginia, USA.
"Oh he's coming!" She said excitedly.
Casius rolled his eyes. He sometimes forgot that She was an eldritch entity that had the power to tear the fabric of reality when She sat in Her chair bouncing around like a little kid waiting for their favorite cartoon to come on.
"Aren't you excited too Casius?!"
"Positively vibrating Mistress." He stated with mock enthusiasm.
"We knew she was going to tell him, but We didn't think it would be right away!" She did a little clap in excitement as She and Casius waited the arrival of Jeb.
Jeb, meanwhile, was less than thrilled. The talk he just had with the 3 kobolds was amusing at first. But grew more and more annoying as they insisted that what they said was true. That not only was his mother some horror from the void. But that HE was one as well!
He was not amused, Jeb thought as he stomped his way up the mountain to his mother. He didn't know what trick she pulled to make the kobolds think that she was some kind of monster or that he was one too. But it needed to be sorted. It was bad enough hearing from his dad that she was some sort of creature. Now he had to hear the same from the kobolds?!
Sure she was getting up there in age, he thought. But there comes a time where playing her little mind games takes it too far!
But then he remembered the image in the mirror. The nightmares. Dan Mathers. He shook his head though.
"Just stress is all. That's all it is! All it WAS!"
That's what he kept telling himself at any rate. But the more he said it, whether aloud or in his head, the more it felt wrong. Like he was telling himself a lie to make himself feel better. The more he told it, the more he wanted to believe it.
He growled and slammed a fist into a nearby tree. He scratched his head like there was an itch that just wouldn't go away. He shook his head again but it did little good. It seemed like the more he thought about it the worse his head got.
Before long he was burning a path to his mother's cabin. Every greeting he got from his kin was ignored or unnoticed. His ears were ringing and his heart pounded as his breathing grew ragged with every step.
He was just going to have a simple talk with his Ma is all, he thought. But it felt like he was walking through a battlefield. His nerves were on high alert and his head ached. His fingers twitched from the adrenaline pumping its way throughout his system.
He was a jittery mess as he stood at the threshold. He forced himself to breathe. He balled his hands up into fists and placed them on either side of the worn wooden door and held his head down with his eyes closed. Or maybe he slammed them, he couldn't even tell with how wired he felt.
"Breathe. Just Breathe. 1. 2. 3." He resorted on his old breathing trick he would use whenever his temper started to flare up. He hasn't really needed it lately. Probably because he's been so busy being productive trying to get the kobolds sorted that he hasn't been anything more than mildly annoyed about things.
He still felt like he was getting into a ring when he finally opened the door. But at least he didn't feel like he was on crank.
"Hay Ma."
"Jeb!" His ma cheered as she stood and embraced him in a warm firm hug.
"Casius." Jeb greeted simply.
"Jebadiah." Casius returned with a smile.
His mom returned to her seat with a wide smile on her face as Jeb took a seat of his own. He shifted uncomfortably for a moment before speaking to Casius.
"Can me and my Ma have a moment Casius?"
But his mom put a hand up.
"It's alright Jeb."
"Ok. Fine. You need to stop your little mind games on my friends!" Jeb snapped.
"Oh? What mind games?" She asked with an innocent smile.
"You know damn well! I don't know what you did but now it's got the lizardfolk thinkin' your some sort of demon!"
"Us? Or you?" She asked simply.
"What?"
"Do they think WE are, or are you afraid that they now think YOU are?"
"T-t-that's not the point! The point-"
"Is you're worried that those looks your Pa gives Us, he gives to you when your not looking? That YOU killed Dan Mathers all those years ago? That what you see in the mirror is what you truly are? That those nightmares don't make you feel scared but instead feel good?" She asked, each question feeling like a knife that dug itself deeper into his head and chest.
With a roar he got up and pointed his finger at her.
"THIS ISN'T A FUCKIN' JOKE!"
"Does it look like We're laughing?" She said, smile still on her face.
"You know what?! I don't have to deal with this!" Jeb stated as he turned to leave the cabin. Only to find the door was gone. Not that there was a hole where it had been, but that it was just plain gone! A solid wall was where it was as if there hadn't ever been a door there in the first place.
Jeb chuckled bitterly.
"Ok. Real funny."
Jeb ran his hands over the wall looking for the doorlatch. But the more he searched the angrier he got. He growled and turned to yell.
"ENOUGH OF YOUR FUCKIN' GAMES!"
He found himself surrounded in gloom and darkness. Only himself and his mom were illuminated in a pale blue glow. Casius and the cabin both were gone. She leaned forward and crossed her hands.
"Why don't you say what you REALLY want to say Jeb?"
Jeb looked around the darkness. His heart hammered and his body twitched and shook. His head was a mess as it felt like it was trying to pull itself apart. One part didn't want to say anything, the other was screaming to utter the words.
"It's all true isn't it."
It wasn't a question.
His mother smiled. Not the usual quirky smile she had whenever she played her tricks and games. Just a smile a mother would have when she would speak to her children.
"It is."
Everything stopped. Every nerve in his body stilled and his mind went silent. The silence stretched even as the darkness faded and the cabin and Casius faded back into view.
"What I saw in the mirror. The nightmares. That's me isn't it?"
She just nodded.
"And Dan Mathers? The other kids?"
​
"Got what they deserved in the end." She replied.
​
"They were just kids Ma!"
​
"And they made your life hell for months."
​
"That doesn't mean they deserved to die! At least not like they did!" Jeb went quiet after that.
​
An uncomfortable silence filled the air. Jeb wasn't sure if his Ma and Casius was just trying to give him time to think or if they weren't sure what to say either. He wasn't sure what to think let alone say. His life was a lie. Everything he knew and thought was a lie.
​
His father lied to him, Ruby lied to him, everybody lied to him.
"Why didn't you ever say anything when I was lil?"
​
She just shrugged her shoulders.
"It wouldn't have mattered. Whether it was 20 years ago or 20 minutes. This was still going to happen. Sam wanted all this kept from you "for your own good". He wanted nothing to do with any of it. We didn't say anything because, as We said, it didn't matter. This would've happened anyway. We figured you would be better prepared, mentally, if you were older. Telling children they have the potential to be gods either humbles them or turns them into monsters. So We waited."
​
"What if I don't want to be a god?! What if I just want to be normal?! Regular, normal, Jeb?!"
​
"That isn't in the cards Jeb. The day is fast approaching where you will have to decide. Either you accept you're not a mortal human, or you die."
​
"What do you mean I'll die?"
​
"As bad as you think you'll become. You can become much worse. Your humanity is what will damn you and those around you when the time comes. It will shatter and break and you'll be nothing more than a mad dog. And you'll be put down like one."
​
His head hurt. Not the existential force he was feeling when he came here. But just a regular headache. Like trying to force yourself to do paperwork. It was just too much. Her words were true, he knew that much. His Ma might like playing mind games but this was too much for her to play, especially on him. It all made some sort of sick sense in a way too.
​
Like waking up and remembering what happened after too much drinking. You might not like what you remember, but at least it all made sense, sorta. But that didn't make his head any better.
"I-i gotta go."
​
Jeb got up. Casius made to put a reaffirming hand on Jeb's shoulder. But he snapped and smacked away the hand.
"D-d-don't touch me! J-j-just don't."
​
He made for the, now reappeared, door and left. No calls or greetings were returned even as he left. He had too much that now occupied his mind.
​
The Crone and Casius watched Jeb leave.
"Will he be alright Mistress?"
​
"He's a strong boy. Give him time." She stated in return.
​
Jeb didn't feel very strong though as he descended the mountain. His head felt fuzzy. He wanted to just stop and cry against a nearby tree. His limbs were heavy with every step he took. It felt like he was moving in slow motion.
​
At some point he had enough. He screamed and yelled and thrashed. Pain, sorrow, anger. Like a dam broke he swung his fists at anything around him, even the air, just trying to let off steam, to feel better, to feel normal again.
​
He was tired. Just tired. Eventually his rage gave out and he sat with his back to a tree. Everything felt numb. Then he felt something on his face. It took him a moment to realize he was crying. Then the dam broke again, and he wailed and sobbed.
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We're on our final day of our 3rd trip to PV. In our travels throughout the last 5 years, we've spent over 9months in beautiful MX. We chose a bougie accommodation for us and the kids (teens) and it came with a private chef.
Throughout our trip, we've had the chef cook for us twice. Dinner night one and breakfast the morning next. Both tasty, but not what I've come to expect. Dinner was "fajitas" covered in white American cheese(?) with sides. Breakfast was scrambled eggs, chilaquiles and sides. Our chef bill is 3100 MXN. We asked for an itemized receipt, which included amongst other items, sponges, 3 boxes of garbage bags(!?), an open jar of garlic (that was molding in the fridge when we arrived), 2 bottles of oil, 1kg of flour, etc. We found two bottles of expensive alcohol hidden in a corner cabinet we were billed for. Luckily we found these a few nights ago and consumed them appropriately.
My husband spent 40 minutes earlier discussing the bill with Chef and he's adamant this is normal... ? He "talked him down" 200MX, and now he has been waiting outside our door all for payment. Sometimes knocking to see if we're ready to go so he can clean his kitchen (we paid for the cleaning supplies, but are not petty enough to bring them with since we one bag.
I'm just genuinely confused. Please, someone help give an outside perspective. Is this normal?

I need backstage buildings (I guess you could call them that?) for one of my parks but I’m having no luck finding any in the workshop. By backstage or backlot buildings I mean large metal buildings you’d commonly see in employee-only areas of parks, with big garage type doors for utility vehicles and large machinery. I would make them myself but I’m still clueless when it comes to the architecture part of this game aha.

A couple days ago I heard crying outside my apartment door. It ended up being a Orange kitten that is about 10 to 8 weeks old. My apartment has an outdoor patio and outdoor staircase with four units in it. It can be quite dangerous for a kitten with the cars and dogs in the area, so I knocked on the doors of my neighbors, and the only person that answered was a little boy that was being babysat at the apartment downstairs. I asked him if he was missing a kitten and saw that there is another kitten inside. He said yes and I gave them back the kitten and thought it was irresponsible to leave the door open when your kitten could get out. This morning at about 6:30 I heard a kitten crying again it was the orange kitten. I took him downstairs and the neighbor was not answering the door, so I waited a while and fed the kitten and he ate like he was starving. I went back downstairs and knocked again And found the kitten’s sister outside. I took them both to the store and got some cat food for them. I came back and the neighbors’ light was on and I knocked on the door and the woman answered and she said “oh I had been looking for them.” I gave them back to her, and I have felt so sad with guilt for those poor kittens. I think they had been outside for a while, and I think they were purposely kicked out of the apartment. They are far too young to be outside. I already have two cats in my one bedroom apartment so I can’t take them nor would I feel comfortable doing that. What should I do? The man in the apartment also works as a maintenance man for the complex.

My girl is almost 3 years old now and pretty well behaved except one thing and that is a constant battle with her digging.
She has open access to the yard, absolutely loves the out doors. Thing is I fill the holes she digs and she digs them back out within the next few days. It’s been like a constant battle between us with the same 5 holes over the past year, and these ain’t little holes. Biggest one is close to 3 feet deep lol.
Is my only option to limit her outdoor time when she can be directly supervised? She loves doing her job patrolling the house and yard I’d hate to do that to her.
Any advice on what’s worked with you?

Hey guys if somebody have a Excitement about dark web and any deep web and random website to open and want to talk full time about this and want to do investigation and want a partner so they can contact me because i also finding the person who have intrest in dark web and have to find more about history and more information if somebuddy have curosity then they message me it's me rose 12 to 18 hour daily new links open dark web or deep web user . Thank you

Hey.
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Im thinking off a scene with a boy and a girl. I maybe think that they are walking home after a night out. Maybe they were fighting. The boy stopped a cab, opened the door and the girl got in. Instead of going into the cab himself also, he closed the door and started walking away. (towards the camera) The cab drove for a few seconds until it stopped and she came after him. He told her that it was over, and she seems annoyed saying "you always say that when you're drunk" and that if he said it now, it really was over. When he first said it was over, she didn't believe him, and he screamed in her face that it was over, but that she couldn't take a hint. I think it ended with her asking him if they could just please go home to his place, and he agreed.
I don't remember the genre or anything like that...they were probably in their 20s...

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(as of now I have stopped all supplements/reg dog food she has been on chicken and rice + vet given meds only for 3 days)
Saturday 6/3: Went for a long walk at the park (we don’t do this often. Maybe her 3rd time at this park). It was rather hot maybe 80 degrees and we took plenty of cold water breaks and left after 1 hr. Not a lot of walking just exploring.
On Sunday 6/4, Lucy was a little tired but nothing worrisome. Stools were normal consistency, however a little dark so I was going to schedule a vet visit anyway.
Monday 6/5: She was very tired seeming on our morning walk around 10AM. I chalked that up to a lot of activity over the weekend, and it was a little warm out so we were only outside like 10 minutes max. Appetite stayed completely normal throughout this entire event as well so I wasn’t too concerned. She seemed otherwise normal all day until 5:30pm. She threw up clear liquid (maybe a little foamish?) twice. She had problems previously with random vomiting when she was younger, vet said that it was rather normal for dogs and typically not cause for concern unless there are other things. So, after the puking I was monitoring closely. Within 15 minutes she had pretty much gone limp but still awake. No bloating/distended belly, no more vomiting, but incredibly lethargic so I checked her gums and they were white so I flew her to the ER vet. She puked one final time on the way there. We got there by 6 and they immediately took her, she got even worse for probably another 15 minutes while they were working on her. I am not sure what exactly they did in those first 10 minute as she continued to decline but as far as I know nothing special just checking her out, but after that she only got better and better. We were there until 10:30pm, during which they pushed 2 rounds of normal fluids first one to up her hydration and second to be able to get a blood sample for testing. Rapid parvo was negative. They said she tested negative for everything they have a test for, but not exactly sure what that includes(she’s fully vaxxed anyway). Comprehensive blood test only showed elevated liver enzymes. (1/3 that they look at was high in particular, I can find out which one if needed). They gave her Cerenia IV to reduce chances of more vomiting (which she hasn’t done since). Since she was doing so well I took her home and thankfully nothing else has happened and she seems more herself every day. Discharged with Denamarin 90mg q 24 hours x 7 days, she’s been taking that ever since. They said it was just a liver support vitamin essentially
Tuesday 6/7: Brother stayed with me to watch her while I slept, nothing happened in the 3 hours that I wasn’t eyes locked on her pretty much lol. She was still noticeably weak. Saw her regular vet that afternoon. She assumes this was either something she ate, or more likely a reaction to a bug bite. So we’re going to retest liver enzymes in 2 weeks and go from there. But Doc said she thinks she’s going to be just fine. Gave me Cerenia tabs and Zyrtec (due to the fact she thinks it was allergic reaction) to give q day for 4-5 days
Again appetite has been totally fine, normal bowel movements/urinating. All that remains is that she still is not 100% herself, although she did growl yesterday afternoon and barked again for the first time last night (I sobbed happily lol). So still nothing but improvements so far, just waiting for her to be 100% at this point.
What I think it could have possible been + vets opinions:
Saturday night I didn’t realize how low I was on her food. So, and ive done this before granted a long time ago, I took some kibble I have on hand and just added it to her food to make it more volume for her dinner. Now, and Im already beating myself up about this so I don’t need to be told how dumb this is, but I really didn’t know until after. The exp. on the bag is 01/2024. However the bag has been opened for like 6 months. Tightly sealed, does not look or smell different but all it took was a google search to find out how rancid it could have gotten. However vet says this isn’t very likely to be the cause (both ER vet and her reg Vet). But this also checks out timeline wise as Sunday was when she first started acting weird.
Just food for dogs has rice, chicken breast/thigh/liver. Carrots, apples, spinach. She has been on it for over a year. I thought it could have been either the rice, or perhaps bad chicken. Like salmonella/Ecoli type thing. Both vets said not likely, reg vet said she didn’t think this was likely due to lack of GI symptoms/ how fast she went down and came back up. The vomiting was more likely part of an allergic/venom reaction. Especially since her stomach was never distended/bloated
We live in AZ, I specifically live in an area with scorpions. A few things with this though: I haven’t seen one yet at all this year. Last year, she literally came up to me with one in her mouth that she had found and killed. When I called the vet they said as long as she seems totally fine there’s usually nothing to worry about with dogs and scorpions, its bees you gotta watch out for. Vet ER said its not very likely at all a scorp. sting was the cause, reg. vet says it is definitely possible.
Wasp. I didn’t believe in this theory at first because I couldn’t remember the last time I had even seen one. But, ever since Tuesday sure enough we saw one that morning and ever since there’s been one buzzing pretty much all day outside my balcony door that I can see. So now im thinking its possible
Last possibility that I can think of is she simply found something she wasn’t supposed to and ate it, either inside or out. She’s pretty good at finding little things to chew on, but im just as good at getting them from her right away. She doesn’t EVER eat anything outside either, but she does smell excessively. My house im never worried about because it’s just me, so in my head this would only be possible while we were at my parent’s house all day Sunday or the park on Saturday. But also, my mom does a thorough sweep of the floors/reachable surfaces before we come because they love her just as much as me.
With the bug stings options though, I never heard her yelp, never saw anything on her body, and all in all, when I tell you I WATCH this dog like a hawk generally speaking. If you were to look up helicopter parent in the dictionary, there is a picture of me and my dog. She is my entire world. Thanks for taking the time to read, and please help me try to figure out what this was so I can make sure it never happens again.