#how to repair inflatable pool

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sweet nothing

pairing: remus lupin x f!reader  summary: you thrive in filling everyone’s cup. remus makes sure your cup gets filled too. wc: 2k cw: descriptions of food, eating a/n: written after a long writing break pls be nice heheh p.s. thank you for all the love for my sirius angst fic!!! i saw yalls comments and messages and appreciate them sm!! i don't have plans at the moment to write a sequel/pt. 2 sorry :'( someday when i get inspiration i probably will but for now it's a standalone <3

The pesto pizza was a big hit.

The news of the heatwave came a month early so it gave ample time for James to rein in the necessary house improvement tasks: yard weeding and tidying, adding small stone steps for the toddler, and ordering the inflatable slip and slide pool for the sweltering summer days. And he was adamant to do it all by hand, no magic, so he “could get the full experience”. Lily likens it to being married to a professional landscaper and contractor at once, thankful that her decision to go on a date with James Potter during seventh year continues to be a great lifelong investment. 

You can still recall Remus’ early morning grumbles when james calls him over for help. It came to a point where he’d beg you to pretend to be mad at the setup, reasoning that “ james is taking him away from his lovely pretty girl” when his best friend calls him at 6am to start the day mowing the lawn. 

James would roll his eyes at excuses falling off of Remus’ lips, but he’d sincerely take your concerns to heart. Lovingly, you’d wave Remus off and give him pecks on both freckled cheeks, encouraging him to go and learn how to tackle on house repairs so he’d be well prepared when it’s your turn to build a family home. 

This usually gets him going, Remus’ secret lover boy tendencies kicking in, but not without grumbling and frowns thrown haphazardly (easily treated with touching and kisses). 

Sirius was off travelling the world for most of the month, much to Remus’ dismay, as he was then promoted as the first-in-line friend in James’ contacts. He did however send over a fancy outdoor pizza oven in lieu of his absence, and it completed the space. 

On the days where you finish work early, you’d join Lily as she picks up her little boy from nursery and take a leisure walk around their quiet neighborhood, a babbling toddler in tow. Then you walk into the perfect setting: the gentle hum of the AC, sunrays reflecting on the white marble countertops, a nicely prepared spread of afternoon snacks for the three of you, and the floor to ceiling glass wall separating the living area from the backyard offering a glorious view of two sunkissed shirtless men doing hard manual labor. Lily nudges you, handing a bowl of pistachios. “A snack for the show.” You return her glance, eyes both twinkling with playful mischief. Maybe the summer days aren’t as bad as it seemed.

But then the first draining day of the heatwave hit. There were minor adjustments to be made still, like some scaffolding to be tidied and hedges to be trimmed, but the heat had a special way to beat down the morale of any living thing exposed to it for a while, and it finally hit James. Early on a Saturday morning, you decided to accompany a still groggy Remus on his usual Potter house renovation shift to make him feel a bit better that you were also losing sleep with him. To both your surprise, James comes from the garden to meet you, looking worn out but wears a proud grin. “It’s all done,” he claims, clapping his hands together and you see him holding the wooden culprit that magically finished hours of yard work in a few minutes. So much for no magic. 

“Get some sleep and come back in the afternoon for the party.” Remus grabs your hand and apparates back home in record time, before James gets a chance to recant his words. 

Completing a full 8 hour sleep cycle does wonders to the mind and soul. A well-rested Remus was filled with high spirits, doting on you as you both get ready for the party. He showers you with compliments the moment you step out of your closet, giving him a twirl. Once the bashfulness sets in, you run to him and try to nuzzle your heated cheeks on his chest, anywhere to escape his lovely sappy gaze. He sits on the bed so you can’t hide, and looks up at you like you hung up the moon. It was maddening.  

“You look stunning, my love,” he says, hands on the back of your knees, sliding up under the hem to meet the soft skin of your thighs and resting them even higher. It took immense strength not to buckle down and fall into him. You’d foreseen this response the moment you decided to wear that white babydoll dress, but actually going through it is a terrible nightmare. As much as the idea of bailing on the summer party and letting Remus do whatever he pleases with you in this dress sounds very appealing right now, you had promised Lily that you’ll help with the cooking and food, and ghosting your best friend for a dick appointment sounds very juvenile. So against your questionable judgment, you grab your boyfriend’s face, give him a chaste kiss, and murmur against his lips, “james and lily will kill us if we ditch.” 

Even though it was an intimate gathering of close friends to celebrate the finished yard, you forgot to account for the amount of kids, partners, and pets that your friends have accumulated since graduation. James had to transfigure the already long dinner table even longer and double the number of chairs to accommodate everyone. The slip and slide also was transfigured into an actual waterpark, complete with a lazy river that kids seemed to enjoy after going on the slides. 

While it was definitely chaotic, it didn’t feel suffocating like packed events usually make you feel. It’s likely because of the familiar faces wherever you look, the ease of conversation just flows. Remus was anchored to your side until he wasn’t, whisked away by both James and Sirius as they announce to everyone who’s listening how his valiant efforts in renovation has resulted in the beautiful yard they were in today. You giggle at the endearing sight of your boyfriend furiously flushing pink while his loud best friends continue to brag about him. It’s just how the marauders would be back in Hogwarts, with you watching their shenanigans from afar whilst nursing a terrible, terrible crush on Remus. Only difference now is that you get to take him home. 

You eventually get whisked away too, thankful that Lily came right on time as you were starting to melt in the heat. The inside of the home smells and feels like heaven, as the chilly air from the AC carries the scent of freshly prepared ingredients and whatever concoction Lily’s currently tending to in a pot. Careful not to disrupt the comfortable quiet, you give her a back hug, a silent thanks for fixing up everything you’ll be needing for the pizza you vowed to make, before getting to work. 

You’ve gone over the recipe and prep so many times that you could do this with eyes closed. The pesto sauce was freshly made a day prior, a delicious result of your raid in your aunt Molly’s garden and fridge. Before you knew it, the only thing left to do was place the pizza into the oven, to which Sirius was very happy to do so he could flex his expensive purchase. 

The chatter didn’t die off even when the dishes started rolling out of the kitchen, everyone now raving of how good Lily’s cooking have been, James not helping by proclaiming, “'m pretty sure my heart isn't the only thing she's stolen—she's got everyone's taste buds wrapped around her finger with her cooking too.” Making his wife flush pink and hit his arm playfully. 

When it was time for your dish, the stakes were quite high and you were feeling a bit nervous. At home, Remus practically inhales everything you make which provides you a good ego boost, knowing that you don’t need to be the best, as long as you don’t accidentally poison someone from your cooking. 

Soon enough, the scent of freshly baked pizza filled the air, mingling with the soft murmur of conversation and the occasional burst of laughter. You stand by the head of the table, hands deftly making slices enough for everyone, continuing to scan the crowd, ensuring that everyone is being taken care of.

"Here you go, aunt Effie,” you smile, handing her a generous slice. “Here’s a bunch for you, Fred, careful not to spill and please share with your brothers!" you try to say quickly, but only see a spur of red hair and small hands before they run back to the water slide. 

You soon get a groove going and start to move down the line of smiling guests and waiting plates. Too distracted that you jump a little when you feel a warm presence at your side. Without ever needing to look, you knew it was Remus, who’s now carrying a plate with a slice you don’t even remember handing him. 

Without a word, he picks up the steaming slice and brings it to your lips. You welcome the taste, finally understanding the praise everyone seems to be throwing at your wake. You make a mental note to thank your aunt for lending you her recipe. Remus has his free hand cupped near your chin, ready to catch any crumbs or drippings that might stain your pretty white dress. 

Butterflies in your stomach erupt and fight for space, your entire body vibrating with giddiness and affection for your lovely boyfriend. That distracted look in his eyes as he feeds you in between your efforts in feeding everyone makes the warm fuzzy feeling worse, because you know he’s doing this without much thought, like second nature. That it’s just common sense. That it just goes without saying that his love knows you, fills the needs you don’t even realize were there in the first place.

You wonder through the afternoon then early evening what you’ve done in your past life to receive this love. Maybe you saved a cat from a burning building, or watered a dying plant that had magical powers to heal serious illness, or stars aligning just right to have you exist in the same timeline as Remus. 

You find yourself buried in blankets and clad in a worn sweater, twenty something minutes in a romcom movie in the comforts of your tiny apartment. Remus slides in beside you with a bowl of steaming buttery popcorn and another can of your favorite sparkling water (which he hates with a passion). Your eyes drift to your opened one on the side table, now seeing that it’s almost empty, a few sips left. 

Remus snorts at an obscure joke one of the characters says in passing, and you snuggle up to him, maybe hugging his arm a little tighter than usual, afraid that a love this gentle can vanish between your fingers. He turns and recognizes the look on your face, returning the soft gaze. His free hand brushes a stray hair away, fingers lingering on your cheek. 

“Thank you,” you find yourself murmuring. “For taking care of me.”

You had this conversation long time ago when you first started dating. Having been in some relationships and situationships before Remus, you thought you’ve seen it all. Known the twists and turns, what to ask for and when to keep quiet, what you owe and don’t. But he comes and does things that drove your mind haywire, body screaming foreign! unknown! when he leaves sweet and short scribbles on post-its and sticks it to random places that you’re bound to see somehow, your favorite fruits magically appearing on the basket after finishing the last piece yesterday, being able to count on one hand times where you had to touch the wheel and drive. Its all natural, unprompted, again like second nature. as much as you hated to admit, you’re a control freak. but it's easier this way when you know what comes and goes, what happens and what doesn’t, what won’t happen if you don’t do anything to get it. being with Remus and knowing his love is a shock as it is a clean slate. to unlearn roughness and rigid and know to be soft and vulnerable. 

you’d thanked him. when he gave you a confuddled look, like he didn’t just make your heart grow two sizes bigger in one day. you then started enumerating things he did that made you feel appreciated and loved. you were expecting him to be happy that you see and celebrate his effort, any reaction honestly but a frown. “you don’t need to thank me for those things,” he had said, holding your hand and gently rubbing circles when he sensed that his reaction scared you. “That’s how I show my respect and care for you. ‘s nothing special, just what’s right.” You couldn’t stop the ugly sobs that came after that, when you realized that yes, this was the bare minimum of a healthy relationship, but you made space for less because that’s all you’ve ever gotten, even when you’d ask. 

This time however, maybe because its near midnight and you’re both worn out for the day, Remus lets you. “Always.”

[ravennaortiz]

The guys reaction to accidently hurting you- Mayans version

Angel- He feels awful. He had been playing around fighting EZ with the pool cues in the clubhouse. Bishop had already warned them to chill but they had disregarded him. Now he was holding you close as you cried and blood ran down your face. Shhing you as you yelled at him for being an idiot and if your nose was broken you would break his. Your threats of shocking the stick up his ass and making him your puppet quieted as he tried to kiss you into silence.

Bishop- "Its a small burn, it barely hurts" you tell him again. He hears you but is too lost in his mind. "Its doesn't matter. I should have been more careful. These things kill" continued Bishop as he frantically tossed all his cigarettes and cigars into the trash. "You hate the smell anyway. I should have stopped years ago" he continued before looking around the clubhouse at all the others smoking as if he hadn't almost caught his wife on fire. "Effective immediately no smoking!" he bellowed as he grabbed the fire extinguisher as you shook your head.

Bottles- He had been trying to impress you. You made him nervous and he had no idea how to tell you he liked you. Which is what led him to trying to show you a magic trick. Unfortunately he had messed up when he saw you smiling at him and he had squirted tequila and lemon directly into your eyes instead of into the cup you were holding. He was barely keeping himself from crying as he watched EZ help you flush your eyes out.

Coco- He had just been trying out a different technique in the bed room. He hadn't meant to make you guys into a sex sent me to the er episode. The nurse and doctor certainly had not won him any points when they said going forward more tongue and less teeth would be best. Glancing over at you on the couch with an ice pack on your lady parts he tried again to apologize. "My bad-" . "Tell it to my clit you almost ripped off" you snapped cutting him off . "Alright then" replied Coco with a shrug before moving to the floor between your legs. "Yo my apologies" he said staring diirectly at your crotch.

Creeper- He's worried you will leave him. The whole time its all he can think about as Angel drives you guys to the hospital. He can't even plead his case, he knows he's guilty. Accident or not. He should not be forgiven for harming his woman. "Guess its safe to say I wont be running away from you anytime soon" you manage to croak out as you try not to look at your swollen and wrongly turned ankle. Creeper frowns as Angel hits a bump in the road jolting you. "Careful" he snaps. Angel scoffs and mutters something only you hear making you laugh. "What was that?" demands Creeper. "I said next time you want to be kinky maybe play were wolf coming through the bedroom window and not the damn woods" replied Angel as he sent Creeper a grin.

EZ- He busies himself. Trying to keep his mind off how your broken hand is his fault. You had been on him about how the trailer needed repairs. The door swung shut to fast and the steps were getting rusty. He had agreed and said he would fix them.... he just never seemed to have time between the club, you and his pops. Now though as you sat in an inflatable pool drinking a margarita with your hand in a bright pink cast he had time.

Gilly- He feels so much shame. You always called him your big teddy bear. Told him how much you loved being wrapped in his arms especially when he gave you surprise hugs from the back. He didn't realize you had a knife. The morning had started off like any other in your household. Your daughter was set at the table eating her cereal as you worked on cutting open a pack of bacon. One minute you were struggling to cut through the packaging as your daughter talked about going to the park and the next you were watching blood pour onto your kitchen floor as your daughter screamed and Gilly yelled.

Guero-He is furious with himself. Honestly if he could he would sprout a second him just to beat the shit out of it. He's snappy as everyone tells him it was an accident and to not be so hard on himself. Even your words can't soothe him. He vows never to play around with you again as the little old lady at the grocery store glares at him. "Its not my first black eye" you state as you toss candy bars into the cart. "Barely felt it, like being punched by a sad cloud" you continue as you watch him roll his eyes. "Yeah that why you were crying so much?" he dead panned making you laugh.

Manny-He's silent and methodical as he checks you over. His eyes and brow furrowed in worry as he notes the flinch as his fingers trace over a sore spot on your back. You whine and his heart feels like you stabbed him. He's about to apologize again but you cut him off with a joke. "You know when I said I wanted you to break my back I meant it as a metaphor for sex not for you to literally break my back". Manny closes his eyes as he chuckles quietly. "Guess I gotta be a Doctor Manny now huh mami?". "Only if you give me an injection" you reply tossing him a glance over your shoulder.

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Chapter 25: Cabin Fever (Part 2)

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Pain.

Agony tears through your body, sharp claws rending into flesh as you're flung backward. The impact shatters the solid wood railing behind you, sending you tumbling through shards of glass and splinters. Your body scrapes across the debris-littered floor, each movement igniting a fresh wave of torment.

Blood drips from the gashes in your skin, pooling beneath you as you struggle to rise. A sharp metallic taste floods your mouth as blood seeps from within.

You look up, and the sight chills you to the bone. A creature looms above, its sharp, jagged wings flapping as it hovers in place. Its face and torso are indistinct—a swirling mass of shadows, corrupted and unrecognizable, as though reality itself is rejecting its form.

It speaks. Words emerge, warped and fragmented, lost in the distortion of its very existence. You can’t understand. The sound digs into your head like claws, compounding the unbearable pain.

You look down at your trembling hands. They’re slick with blood, the injuries sting, but...

Hands?

Human hands.

What…?

Your vision blurs, the edges collapsing into darkness as the weight of pain and confusion drags you under, until nothing remains.

A faint notification flickers into existence within the void:

A-S Backup files repaired. Rebooting.

Your eyes flicker open. The cold air bites at your face as you realize you’re standing outside in the snow, your body slightly hunched. Night has fallen, the world around you quiet and still. A dull ache lingers in your head, but it’s quickly drowned out by a spike of panic.

Your memory jolts back to the last thing you remember: the elevator, the strange room, the computer…

You spin around, heart racing, your eyes locking onto the shed you’d entered earlier. Without a second thought, you sprint to it and fling the door open.

Inside…

Pool inflatables?

Your stomach drops as you take in the sight of the shed filled to the brim with colorful, half-deflated flamingos, unicorns, and donuts. No sign of a keypad, a hatch, or anything remotely resembling the elevator you’d descended into.

“What… the hell?” you mutter, your voice trembling. You step back, glancing around as if someone might be watching, waiting to spring the punchline of some cruel joke.

Did you imagine all of that?

You look up at the sky, searching for answers in the faint glow of the moon and the neighboring planet casting soft, eerie light over the snow-covered camp.

Oh no.

A cold sweat breaks out as a new thought pierces through the haze: How long have I been out?

The realization sinks in like a stone in your gut. V is gonna KILL me.

Panic propels you forward as you sprint toward the main camp building. You burst through the door, breathless and desperate to explain yourself before V can find you and deliver the brutal end you’re certain she’s planning.

But inside, there’s… no one.

The bunk beds are empty, the bags left scattered where the others had set them down earlier. The building feels unnervingly still, the creaking of its old wooden frame amplified by the silence.

“Where is everybody?” you whisper, your voice echoing slightly in the emptiness.

Your unease grows, twisting into a gnawing anxiety. If the others are gone, where did they go? More importantly, how long has it been since you blacked out?

You step back outside into the cold, the snow crunching under your feet as your breath clouds in the icy air. Your mind spins with excuses, each one flimsier than the last. None seem strong enough to stop V from ripping you apart if she finds out you’ve been missing.

And then you see it—a faint glow in the distance, deep in the forest.

Is that… a flashlight?

It flickers faintly through the trees, the beam cutting through the darkness like a beacon. With no other leads and no idea where everyone has gone, you steel yourself and start toward the light. The snow crunches louder with each step, the woods growing darker and more oppressive the farther you go.

The forest feels alive in the worst way. Shadows stretch and shift as you move, and the faint hum of the light ahead only deepens your unease.

What the hell is going on?

Your heart pounds as you weave through the dark forest, the faint crunch of snow underfoot your only companion. Eyes locked on the distant glow, you push through the underbrush with determined focus.

Then—a loud snap!

You whip around, heart leaping into your throat. The sound of a branch breaking echoes unnaturally in the silence. You scan the trees frantically, but there’s nothing there. Just snow, trees, and an oppressive, still darkness.

You take a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. “It’s nothing,” you whisper to yourself. “Just my imagination.”

Turning back toward the light—your stomach drops.

It’s gone.

Panic courses through you as you scramble forward, desperately trying to remember the direction it had been coming from. Whoever it was can’t have gotten far. You pick up the pace, breaking into a run, snow spraying around you as you crash through low-hanging branches and uneven terrain. The forest grows thicker, the shadows more suffocating, but you don’t stop.

Finally, you burst through into a clearing, your breaths coming in frantic gasps.

Ahead of you stands a cabin.

It’s weathered and old, its wooden walls crumbling from years of snow and neglect. The faintest glow seeps through the cracks in the shutters—someone’s inside.

You take a step closer, boots crunching in the snow, your nerves a raw bundle of fear and hope. If whoever had the light came this way, they must’ve gone inside.

You swallow hard and approach the cabin, each step heavier than the last. The faint light flickers again, barely visible through the shutters.

What if they’re not friendly? What if it’s not even someone from camp?

But the thought of going back through the dark woods alone is even worse.

You reach the door, hesitating for just a moment before raising your hand to knock.

The world seems to slow as the horrifying noises reach your sensors—wet, squelching sounds mixed with heavy panting. You freeze, your breath catching in your throat.

Something’s wrong.

Taking a cautious step back from the door, you glance toward the woods, heart hammering. Maybe this was a mistake. Maybe—

A sudden gust of wind howls through the clearing, slamming the cabin door open with a creak and a bang. Revealing a drone kneeling in the darkness.

Uzi...

It’s her, unmistakably. But as your eyes adjust to the dim, flickering light inside the cabin, you realize something is terribly wrong.

She’s kneeling on the floor, hunched over the twisted, mangled remains of two drones. Their dismembered bodies are strewn around her, wires and servos jutting out at grotesque angles. Her hands are coated in black, viscous oil, and her mouth—her mouth is full of it, the sickening sound of her chewing turning your stomach.

Behind her, fleshy, bat-like wings stretch and twitch unnaturally, dripping with a sheen of black fluid. Her tail writhes, slithering like a serpent as it snakes across the floor.

You stare, paralyzed, as she grunts and coughs, oil spewing from her lips in a horrid spray. Her optics glitch wildly, flickering between their usual purple hue and a symbol—that symbol.

The one from your nightmares, the one that Doll used, and now Uzi..

Your head throbs violently, a flash of searing pain splitting your thoughts. You see claws rending your skin, shadowy wings, blood pooling beneath you as you struggle to stand.

You wince, clutching your head with a stifled groan.

It’s a mistake.

Uzi’s head jerks up at the sound, her glitching visor locking onto you with a sharp click. Her eyes flash, now alight with a glowing purple X, like a disassembly drone on the hunt.

Her lips curl into a smile, though the edges of it twitch and spasm.

“U-Uzi…” you stammer, taking a shaky step back.

She rises to her feet, her giggle soft at first, but quickly growing louder, more unhinged. The oil on her hands drips to the floor as she tilts her head, her jagged teeth bared.

“Uzi, stop,” you plead, your voice cracking. “It’s me. Don’t you remember me? Please, just… just stop and think!”

Her laughter echoes through the small clearing, harsh and hollow.

She steps forward, one slow, deliberate step at a time, her eyes blazing brighter with every move. The air grows cold, her monstrous wings unfurling to their full, terrifying span as she looms over you.

Your heart pounds in your chest as you back away, feet slipping in the snow. “Uzi, listen to me! You’re not like this! This isn’t you!”

But the giggling doesn’t stop. It grows louder, warped, and distorted, until it drowns out your voice completely.

And then she lunges.

The world narrows to instinct as Uzi lunges, claws outstretched. You throw yourself to the side just in time, the snow spraying as her monstrous form barrels past and tumbles into a nearby drift.

There’s no time to think. No time to process.

You run.

Branches whip at your face and arms as you sprint into the woods, the bitter cold searing your sensors. Uzi’s laughter echoes around you, a cruel, warped melody in the darkness.

And then you hear it—the wings.

The heavy, rhythmic flapping grows louder, closer, sending a chill down your spine. You look up too late.

Pain explodes through your shoulders as her claws rake into your plating, lifting you off the ground with terrifying strength. You scream as she swings you like a ragdoll, flinging you through the air.

The impact is brutal. Your back slams against a tree trunk, and you bounce off, hitting the frozen ground with a sickening thud. Groaning, you try to push yourself up, but your limbs feel like lead.

You glance upward, your vision blurry.

Uzi is there, hanging upside down from a branch like a monstrous bat, her glowing X-shaped optics piercing through the night. 

“Uzi, no…” you choke out, desperation lacing your voice. “Please, it’s me! You don’t have to do this! Stop!”

She doesn’t respond.

Her head tilts unnaturally as she stares at you like a predator stalking its prey, her teeth bared in a savage grin. And then she pounces.

Her weight slams into you, driving you back into the ground as her claws pin you in place. You struggle, but it’s no use—her strength far surpasses yours.

Oil drips from her jagged teeth onto your face, her breath hot and ragged. Her optics glitch again, the symbol burning bright as she growls, low and guttural.

Your heart pounds as memories flood your mind.

The mansion. The shadowy beast.

You’re back there, surrounded by splinters and glass, the air thick with blood and fear. The creature looms before you, a distorted void your mind refuses to define.

Your hands move on instinct, grabbing something at your side: a bottle of paint. Without hesitation, you hurl it at the beast’s face, the bright splash of color momentarily blinding it.

The memory flickers out as quickly as it came.

You blink, snapping back to the present. Uzi’s claws dig deeper into your shoulders, her distorted growls ringing in your ears.

No time to think.

Your hand fumbles at your toolbelt, finding something round and familiar. A bottle of paint.

You fling it into Uzi’s face with all your might.

The bottle slams into her face, breaking open and splattering her visor with vivid streaks of yellow. She screeches in frustration, her claws loosening as she thrashes and tries to clear the paint.

It’s absurdly effective, maybe your manic hallucinations are onto something.

You don’t wait to see what happens next. Scrambling to your feet, pain lancing through your frame, you stumble back into the woods.

There’s no time to process the agony coursing through you. No time to question the flashes of memory. You have to find the others. Before it’s too late.

The sharp, biting cold does nothing to dull the fire of pain coursing through your body. Your legs protest with every step, your joints screaming for mercy, but you push on, driven by sheer survival instinct. The sound of your own ragged breathing is deafening in your ears, but you don’t dare slow down.

Not until the forest grows eerily quiet.

You stumble to a stop, the snow crunching beneath your feet.

The wind whispers through the trees, the branches creak and groan with the weight of ice, but there’s no laughter. No wings. No Uzi.

It’s over. At least for now.

You sink to the ground, collapsing against the base of a tree. Your body sags with exhaustion, and you clutch your head in your hands as everything comes crashing down at once.

Tears prick at the corners of your optics.

What is happening?

The questions swirl like a storm in your mind, relentless and unyielding.

Is this all real, or are you losing your mind?

Why do you remember things you shouldn’t—things that aren’t yours?

What was that underground room, with its computers and the strange program? Did you imagine it?

And Uzi…

The image flashes in your mind, vivid and raw. Her monstrous wings, her glitching visor, her cruel laughter. The way she tore into those drones like they were nothing but food.

You shudder, sobs rising in your throat as you recall the sound of her chewing, the way oil dripped from her jagged teeth. Thoughts flashing between the sight of her and that memory of the monster in the mansion.

That wasn’t Uzi. It couldn’t be Uzi. She’s your friend, the first person to be your friend in this frozen wasteland. Your mind can’t make any sense of it.

Your hands shake as you dig them into the snow, trying to ground yourself. But nothing feels real anymore.

Everything is slipping away, unraveling like threads of a frayed tapestry.

Your breathing quickens, panic creeping in.

You don’t know what to do.

Nothing makes sense anymore.

Pain and terror grip your entire being, your chest heaving as you struggle to process everything. Alone in the frozen woods, you feel a crushing weight pressing down on you. Is this it? Is this what you’re doomed to?

You can’t handle this.

Your thoughts spiral out of control, a relentless storm of self-loathing and despair. Why is this happening? Why does your mind feel like it’s fracturing? Nothing is right anymore. Nothing makes sense.

But your breakdown is interrupted by a distant scream—a loud, agonized NOOOOOOO.

Your head snaps up.

Someone else.

Your gut twists as you realize what it means. You failed. You failed to find them. And now Uzi got to them first.

A fresh wave of guilt crashes over you, suffocating and relentless, but there’s no time to wallow in it.

A sudden yelp jerks you back to reality as a drone nearly trips over you, both of you recoiling in terror. Your optics lock.

"Lizzy?" you breathe, recognizing her instantly.

Her expression flickers between panic and relief. "Thank Robo-God." She grabs you by the shoulders, shaking you slightly. "Finally, the technician! You can, like, fix this, right? That’s your whole thing."

You hesitate, rising slowly to your feet as the pain in your body flares. "I... I don’t know how to fix this," you admit, voice weak.

Lizzy rolls her eyes, throwing her arms up in exasperation. "Of course you don’t."

Before you can respond, she gasps, pointing into the distance. "Oh, Final Girl!"

You turn to follow her gaze, spotting a lone drone standing in the clearing. She’s waving, her movements slow and deliberate.

Hope sparks in your chest, fragile and fleeting.

But then the drone freezes.

Her visor flickers.

A red "Fatal Error" warning flashes across her face as her body contorts unnaturally, a pair of clawed hands gripping at her head and torso.

From behind her, you hear it: giggling.

The oil drains from your face as you watch the drone’s head get violently wrenched from her body, oil spraying across the snow.

Behind her stands Uzi, wings spread wide, teeth bared in a grotesque grin.

Lizzy stares, her jaw slack. "Umm... clashing?" she says, her voice attempting to hold her usual tone but failing.

You can only watch in horror as a glowing purple symbol manifests around Lizzy’s neck, lifting her off the ground.

"No!" you cry out, stumbling backward.

Lizzy’s form dangles helplessly in the air, her face twisted in terror, as Uzi’s giggling grows louder.

You snap your head toward Uzi just in time to see her lunging at you, claws extended, her monstrous wings propelling her forward.

You flinch, instinctively throwing your arms up in a futile attempt to shield yourself.

But instead of being torn apart, you hear a deafening slam.

Your eyes snap open.

V stands over you, her form blocking Uzi’s claws. One of her wings deflects Uzi’s strike with a screech of metal against metal.V swings a sword at her, sending the monstrous drone hurtling back through the trees with a spray of oil.

V doesn’t even look at you at first, her gaze locked on Uzi.

“Killing her, not saving you.” she says flatly, jerking her head toward Lizzy, who collapses unceremoniously onto the snow as Uzi's control over her fades. V’s crimson optics then flick to you, narrowing dangerously. 

You barely have time to process this before she pokes your chest with her sharp sword, leaning in closer. “And then I’m gonna kill you,” she adds, her tone teetering between anger and exasperation.

With that, she strides toward the trees where Uzi had crashed, two shimmering blades dragging in the snow.

You stagger to your feet, every movement a new flash of pain.

V’s voice drifts back to you, colder than the snow beneath your feet as she approaches the wounded Uzi. “New body, same horrors, huh, Cyn?”

That name.

Your vision flickers violently, and a splitting pain cuts through your head like static. Flashes of incomprehensible images assault your mind, and you stumble, clutching your skull.

When you recover, you hear a voice—familiar, pleading.

“V, wait!” Uzi cries, her tone far softer than the monstrous giggling from before. You look up to see her crawling out from the wreckage of trees, her voice cracks with desperation. “I don’t know who that is! Please, just—can I talk to N?!”

V doesn’t stop, bringing her weapons to the ready as she stalks closer.

“No!” you shout, rushing forward despite the ache in your limbs. You grab her shoulder, your voice shaking as you plead. “Don’t kill her! V, please, she’s—she’s still Uzi! She doesn’t know what’s happening— We can figure out what’s going on!”

V snarls, her arm shoving you off with enough force to send you stumbling back. “Stay out of my way, moron!” she snaps, her tone sharp and unrelenting. “This is for your own safety. She’s not Uzi anymore.”

You open your mouth to argue again, but the sound of Uzi’s laughter interrupts you both.

The giggling starts soft, then crescendos into something manic and gleeful.

Both of you turn just in time to see Uzi’s tail lash out from the shadows, its grotesque, mouth-like appendage snapping shut around V’s arm.

There’s a sickening crunch as her arm is ripped clean off.

“Damn it!” V growls, before the tail swings, sending her skidding across the clearing before she slams into a tree.

Before you can react, Uzi’s wing sweeps toward you, the jagged edges catching your frame and flinging you backward into the snow.

You groan, the world spinning, just in time to see Uzi launch herself at V, pinning her against the tree with an inhuman snarl.

V glares at Uzi, her remaining arm raising as she readies her missile launcher. But Uzi strikes first, using her powers to pick up V’s abandoned blade, spinning it through the air faster than you can track.

You barely have time to scream a warning.

The blade buries itself in V’s head with a sickening thunk.

Her optics flicker briefly as her body spasms, and her arm fires wildly.

A missile streaks into the air, arcing in a wide loop before crashing down—

Right next to Lizzy.

“Ugh. Seriously?” Lizzy groans, just before the missile detonates. The explosion launches her into the air, her voice fading into the distance as she disappears over the treetops with a frustrated scream.

The clearing goes silent, save for the faint whine of static in your ears and the distant creak of branches.

You look back toward V and Uzi, your heart pounding as dread sinks in.

V doesn’t even have time to react as Uzi flings her across the clearing like a ragdoll, her body slamming into the snow and skidding to a halt.

Before V can attempt to get back up, Uzi leaps after her, snatching the blade that had fallen to the ground.

With a horrifying screech, she drives it through V’s remaining hand, pinning her to the frozen earth.

V snarls, struggling against the blade, but Uzi’s monstrous form looms over her. She leans in, her teeth bared, black oil dripping from her mouth.

Your eyes dart toward V’s tail, the syringe-tipped end twitching as it positions itself to strike at Uzi’s exposed side.

But Uzi’s tail moves faster.

It whips around, lashing out and snatching V’s syringe in its jagged maw.

There’s a loud snap as the tip is severed. Uzi’s tail drops the glowing syringe into her hand, and she glares down at V with a glitched grin, the needle gleaming in the pale light.

You try to move, to shout, to do anything. But your body feels like lead, your injuries anchoring you in place.

"No," you whisper, voice trembling. Then louder: "No, Uzi! Stop!"

You swear she hesitates, just for a moment, her eyes glancing over at you. But they are quickly replaced by that horrific glowing X as she turns back to V.

Crushing despair washes over you as you watch her raise the syringe, aiming it directly at V’s chest.

This is it.

A blur drops from the sky, and before you can even register what’s happening, Uzi is lifted clean off the ground. “Oops! Easy there, buddy!”

You blink, your optics adjusting as the figure comes into focus. It’s N!

He’s holding Uzi up by the back of her hoodie like a misbehaving puppy, his usual bright, cheerful smile plastered across his face.

“Whoa, Uzi!” N says, tilting his head. “What’s with the new look? Kinda cool but also super scary. Maybe tone it down, huh?”

Uzi growls, her claws swiping at him furiously, but he doesn’t seem phased.

Then, with an almost casual motion, she plunges the syringe straight into his hand.

You flinch, expecting him to cry out in pain, but instead, his reaction is—

“Haha, ow!” N laughs, shaking his hand as if he’d just been pricked by a needle. “That’s sharp!”

You stare in disbelief.

Before you can process it, N spins on his heel and hurls Uzi straight up into the sky.

Her form disappears into the clouds, the clearing falls silent once more. For a moment, it feels like the world itself is holding its breath.

Then, N nonchalantly pulls the glowing syringe out of his hand, examining it curiously before popping the wound into his mouth. You groan quietly, the sight triggering an unpleasant flash of memory. No amount of effort had ever been enough to purge the thought of “healing spit” from your mind.

The tension in the air begins to fade, though your vision starts to blur at the edges. Your systems are frayed, your motors weak.

You vaguely register N’s voice as he dusts off his hands. “I told you not to antagonize her! Look what happened!”

“Always taking her side,” V snaps from the ground, sitting cross legged while reattaching her severed arm.

There’s a pause. “Oh, right! Uzi!” N suddenly takes off in a blur, a small crater left in the snow where he’d been standing. “Be right back!” he calls over his shoulder, already vanishing into the trees.

You collapse onto your back, your motors finally giving out. The cold snow presses against your frame, a strange mix of soothing and numbing.

Defeated, you let the falling snowflakes land on your face, watching the cloudy sky churn above.

Your mind drifts in and out of focus. How did it come to this? Nothing makes sense anymore.

The crunch of snow brings you back to the present. You glance up, groaning as you see V looming over you, her expression teetering between frustration and worry.

“You’re a mess,” she mutters, crossing her arms. “Pathetic, really.”

You groan, trying to lift a hand in protest. “I’ll be fine—just give me a minute.”

V doesn’t seem convinced. Instead, she leans down, and before you can say another word, she grabs your shoulder.

“Oh no,” you gasp, your voice rising in panic. “V, don’t—please don’t—”

“I’m doing it again,” she says flatly, cutting you off.

“NO! Seriously, I’m fine! Really, I’m—”

She spits directly onto your wounds.

You groan loudly, your head hitting the snow with a soft thud. Warmth spreads across your injuries, the damage rapidly stitching itself back together. It’s unpleasantly slimy, and the faint sizzling sound only adds to the discomfort.

“Great. Thanks,” you mutter weakly, grimacing as you try not to think about it.

V straightens up, brushing the snow off her knees. “See? Fixed. You’d probably die without me, as per usual.”

Despite everything, her tone feels oddly smug, and you can’t help but glare at her as you pull yourself into a sitting position.

“Yeah, thanks, V,” you grumble. “Really appreciate the personal touch.”

V’s smug grin falters. Her optics narrow, and she leans closer, that earlier anger flashing back to life in an instant.

“Oh, you want a personal touch?” she hisses, her voice low and venomous. “I’ll show you a personal touch once I’m done tearing you to pieces!”

You flinch, startled, as she jabs a claw against your chest.

“What the hell were you thinking?” she growls, her voice rising. “I told you not to wander off! I told you to stay put! Do you even realize how worried I was? I thought Uzi killed you, you idiot! All night, I was out there, wondering if I’d find your mangled body in the snow!”

Her words hit harder than her claws ever could, her voice trembling with something you rarely hear from her: genuine, raw emotion.

You shrink under her glare, trying to form words, but nothing comes out.

V keeps going, pacing back and forth now, her gestures sharp and frantic. “And you just—what? Decide to play hero? Charge off into the woods without backup? How stupid can you possibly be? You don’t even know what you’re up against!”

Her words batter against your already fragile state. She seems ready to keep yelling, but her voice slows, the sharpness fading, as she notices the tears pooling in your optics.

Your frame trembles as the dam breaks, your voice cracking as you hold your face in your hands. “I—I’m sorry!” you sob, muffling your words against your palms. “I didn’t mean to— I don’t even know what’s happening anymore!”

V freezes, her wings twitching as she stares at you, unsure of what to say.

“I blacked out or something, I didn’t intend to wander off” you continue, your voice shaking. “I… I saw more of those memories. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just— I didn’t know what else to do, I woke up alone and...”

Your shoulders heave as the weight of the day finally crashes down on you.

For a long, tense moment, V doesn’t say anything. Then, with a heavy sigh, she kneels down in front of you, her sharp demeanor softening.

“Hey,” she says, her voice quieter now. “I didn’t mean to— I wasn’t trying to… Look, just… stop crying, okay? It’s not a good look on you.”

Her tone is awkward, almost hesitant, but her fingers rest gently on your arm, a surprising gesture of comfort.

Your voice cracks as you continue, still hiding your face. “I… I feel like I’m losing my mind, V. I don’t know what to think anymore. I just— I snapped out of whatever the hell happened to me, and I tried to find you, I really did, but then…”

You trail off, your voice trembling. The image of Uzi—that thing she became—flashes in your mind, sending a shiver down your frame.

“And then that whole thing with Uzi happened, and I just… I didn’t know what to do. I panicked, okay?” You choke on your words, your optics blurred with tears. “I’m sorry, V. The last thing I wanted was to worry you so much. I swear.”

V stays silent, her fingerss tightening slightly on your arm. When she speaks, her voice is softer, almost hesitant.

“Yeah, well… you did, dumbass,” she mutters, her usual venom dulled. “You’re lucky you’re not scrap right now. Uzi could’ve—” She cuts herself off, clenching her jaw.

You glance up at her through blurry optics, her expression caught somewhere between anger and something far more vulnerable. For a moment, she looks away, her wings twitching awkwardly.

“I—whatever,” she finally grumbles, her tone strained. “Just… don’t do it again, okay? You scared me.”

Her words are quiet, almost inaudible, but the sincerity behind them is unmistakable.

The ground trembles beneath you as a deafening slam erupts nearby, sending a plume of snow cascading into the air. Instinctively, V jumps to her feet, her wings flaring out and her twin blades extending in a flash. She positions herself between you and the source of the impact, her stance sharp and protective.

As the snow settles, the silhouette of a figure emerges from the cloud of frost. Your optics adjust, and to your astonishment, it’s N. He’s cradling Uzi in his arms, and… she looks normal again. No glitching visor, no monstrous wings or tail—just Uzi.

She clings to him tightly, burying her face in his chest, and N holds her with the same gentle care you’ve come to expect from him. Relief washes over you like a wave. V lowers her blades cautiously, though her posture remains tense.

You pull yourself upright with a groan, still sore from everything you’ve been through. A rustling sound from behind catches your attention, and you glance over to see Lizzy strolling toward you, looking remarkably fine given her earlier… aerial escapade.

She sidles up next to you, crossing her arms as she surveys the scene. “Ew,” she says bluntly, her tone dripping with disdain as she watches N and Uzi.

V whirls on her, pointing a blade. “Don’t patronize me!”

Lizzy arches a brow, unfazed. “What? I think it’s gross all by myself.” She smirks, gesturing vaguely toward N and Uzi. “God, you’re such a diva lately.” With that, she spins on her heel and strides off, humming to herself like she hadn’t just dodged death minutes earlier.

V’s scowl lingers as she watches Lizzy leave, but the sharpness in her expression softens slightly. She glances back at you, and for a fleeting moment through the obvious frustration, you catch something unspoken in her gaze—concern, maybe even gratitude—before she looks away, pretending to brush snow off her claws.

The next hour is a haze, the world feeling distant and dreamlike as V takes charge. Instructing N to help her round up the surviving campers so they can get out of this place. You attempt to offer your help, despite being incredibly sore, but V has other plans for you.

Without much room for argument, she scoops you up and takes to the sky, her grip firm but not rough. The icy wind stings against your battered frame as she flies you back to the school bus.

Landing with a sharp thud, she shoves the door open and deposits you inside. Her gaze burns into you,  she extends a claw just inches from your chest. “Sit here. Don’t move. Don’t breathe. If I come back and you’re not where I left you, I’ll kill you. And I mean it this time.”

The way her voice lowers on the last words leaves no room for doubt. You nod weakly, sliding into one of the benches as she closes the bus door behind her.

And then you’re alone.

The world outside the foggy windows seems… unreal, like it’s happening on a different plane of existence. The sounds of the forest barely register over the static in your mind. Everything feels heavy, distant, and wrong. You can’t even tell how much time is passing. Minutes? Hours?

Your thoughts spiral as you sit there, unmoving, trying to process everything that’s happened. Uzi’s transformation, seemingly blacking out, those memories that aren’t yours, nearly dying several times. It’s all too much. The more you try to make sense of it, the more tangled it all becomes, like trying to unravel a knot that only tightens the harder you pull.

You stare blankly at the floor of the bus, the muffled sound of wind whistling through cracks in the metal frame. Your processors keep replaying moments over and over—Uzi’s claws digging into your shoulders, V standing over you protectively, that strange symbol flashing in your vision.

The sound of the bus door sliding open startles you, snapping you out of the haze clouding your mind. A stream of exhausted, grumbling campers piles inside, their usual chatter reduced to tired murmurs as they take their seats. Even as the noise fills the bus, you still feel like you’re not entirely present—floating somewhere between consciousness and whatever is going on in your head.

That changes when V steps onto the bus. Without a word, she strides over to you, nudging you aside on the bench seat with just enough force to be firm but not rough. You scoot over instinctively, letting her sit next to you. She glances across the aisle, jerking her thumb at Lizzy.

“Sit there,” she orders flatly.

Lizzy groans in protest, rolling her eyes dramatically. “What am I, a toddler?” But one look at V’s face has her sighing and flopping into the seat across from you.

V looks back at you, and her sharp demeanor softens—just a little. “Thanks for not going anywhere,” she says, her tone quieter than usual. Her expression falters as her gaze lingers on you. You must look terrible, and the concern on her face is obvious.

“Sorry,” you mumble. “For worrying you so much.”

V huffs, reaching out to give you a light punch on the shoulder. It’s not hard enough to hurt, just enough to get your attention. “It’s fine, alright? Don’t do it again, though.”

Before you can say anything else, the teacher climbs into the seat in front of you, the bus door closes with a groan, and the vehicle lurches forward. You barely notice the movement, your thoughts drifting once again. That is, until the teacher swivels in his seat to hold up his clipboard, his brow furrowed as he addresses V.

“Uh, there seem to be a few students missing,” he says, although he sounds incredibly uninterested.

V leans forward, her claws digging into the seat in front of her as she glares at him. “Sometimes I get hungry, idiot.”

The teacher blinks at her, shrugs, and turns back to the road. “Alright, no need for name-calling. Just a simple question.”

The ease with which he brushes off the missing students would normally leave you horrified, but right now, you’re too mentally drained to process it. Your head throbs as the bus bounces along the snowy terrain, your focus darting between fragmented thoughts and the numb exhaustion washing over you.

V can’t ignore this, her arm moves across the back of the seat, and before you know it, her fingers are lightly gripping your shoulder, pulling you closer.

You glance up at her, startled. She meets your gaze with a pointed look before rolling her eyes. “You’re fried,” she mutters. “Lean on my shoulder and sleep. You need it.”

You start to protest, shaking your head weakly. “I’m fine, really. I—”

“Don’t care,” she interrupts, baring her fangs in a mock threat. “You owe me, so just do it. I’m not asking.”

With a heavy sigh, you give in, letting your head fall against her shoulder. The warmth of her presence and the steady rhythm of her breathing make it surprisingly comfortable. You tell yourself there’s no way you’ll actually fall asleep—not after everything that’s happened.

But the cozy weight of her arm and the faint sense of security in her proximity tug at your already fragile resolve. The tension in your body fades, your thoughts grow fuzzy, and before you can stop it…

You’re out.

[houseofbrat]

Well, well, well...

Receiver of multiple KP exclusives, Russell Myers, had an EXCLUSIVE this weekend about Royal Lodge.

Prince Andrew’s home appears to be crumbling and desperately in need of repair, potentially reigniting the row with Charles and William over whether he should still live there. The disgraced Duke of York, who has no apparent income, was reportedly told last year to leave the 30-room Royal Lodge by the King. There were claims Andrew, 64, could not meet the £400,000-a-year upkeep of the 19th century, Grade II-listed property, which has a pool and 90 acres of land. But Andrew refused to budge from the Queen Mother’s former home in Windsor Great Park. It was reported in October last year he did a deal to stay if he kept up repairs. But our exclusive pictures today show what seems to be worsening cracks to brickwork, as well as paint peeling from an exterior building. A source said: “The Duke of York has a clear responsibility for the upkeep of the Royal Lodge estate, which is certainly not happening. The state of the residence will be of great concern to the King after everything that has gone on and been discussed in regards to the house. “Prince Andrew was told he must take charge of the necessary renovations or he will have no cause to stay in the house. “There is no doubt the King will be alarmed at the true state of the residence after the duke assured him everything was in hand.” Royal expert Ingrid Seward, editor in chief of Majesty magazine and author of My Mother and I, said: “The reason Charles has the problems with Andrew is because of Andrew’s inflated sense of self-importance, which is why he feels he should be living in a palace or somewhere similar.” Charles, 75, reportedly offered his brother Harry and Meghan’s former five-bedroom home Frogmore Cottage on the Crown Estate. And courtiers speculated that William and Kate and their three children George, Charlotte and Louis, could move into the Lodge. At the time of the agreement it was reported Andrew’s ex-wife Sarah Ferguson, who shares the property with him, had vowed to help him financially.

So I wasn't a believer previously that W&K wanted to move into Royal Lodge, but now this article has me convinced that W&K are angling for that property. Charles wants to move Andrew into Frogmore Cottage because then Andrew would be within the normal Windsor security perimeter, and he could stop paying for extra security for Andrew. Andrew moving into Frogmore Cottage would be a significant savings for Charles.

However, if Will & Kate & their kids move into Royal Lodge, then the UK taxpayer will have to pay for the increased security for them living outside the normal Windsor security perimeter.

Funny how that works.

[mineofilms]

End of the Beginning

“Is this the end of the beginning? Or the beginning of the end? Losing control or are you winning? Is your life real or just pretend?” "End of the Beginning"

Going through my writings for the past year when I kept coming across instances where things just do not make sense to me. Not the words I write or topics I talk about, but rather ‘some’ of the takes of these topics by the random minorities of INTERNET TROLLS, Internet Subcultures, and others. The problem in general with Internet Subcultures are Internet Subcultures. However, I have already written about that and those extremely short and not very well thought out opinions of said topics of mine.

This year was marked by life after Hurricane Ian, with damage to the house, only now being repaired. Due to inflation, rising insurance premiums and cost of living going up while monies coming in are either static or going slowly in reverse we had to make serious concessions as to what we wanted for our home. The house is forever changed. We won’t get the pool cage replaced. The insurance pay out was half of what it will cost for a new one and the insurance for it could buy a brand new pool cage every three years. We went over a year without one, adapted our lives and maintenance around that and it has worked out to a point where we had the time to think about what we actually wanted and how much we had to pay with for it. Now that we have a real concept of what we want we are slowly getting that done.

I started the year’s Blogging on my fitness history and journey over the years. I am still at it. I have learned to train smarter, around my current limitations and I feel I look good for what I have had to go through with my ability to still train at a high level. This past year I wrote about the Buffalo Bills more than I have in the past over a one year span. I am probably not done. With how Buffalo is these days, there is usually something worth discussing every few weeks, let alone months. I wrote a lot about redefining Woke-Culture as ‘(Whoa)ke Cult-Lure.’ I wrote about that subject enough to be a target of trolling then doxing by a very persistent but small group of 40+Don’t-Matter-Progressives on a stupid platform that no one really uses called SpaceHey. SpaceGhey, is what most that know the platform call it.

“Reanimation of the sequence Rewind the future to the past. To find the source of the solution; The system has to be recast.” ~BLACK SABBATH

I did more movie reviews this year than I have done in recent years. I think I will continue this trend in 2024. When I do a review I tend to write about movies that I knew nothing about going into it and being very surprised at how good it was. I will also write about movies I saw that I thought were going to be good from the trailer and/or the plot write-up and the movie being so terrible that I had to write about all the things I hated about it. In great detail, of course. I do not always review films that everyone else has seen or is popular. I go by what I want to watch, not what the mass media and YouTube reviewers say I should watch.

Movies I wrote about this year:

• Infinity Pool (2023) • You People (2023) • Knock at the Cabin (2023) • Nefarious (2023) • Choke (2008) • Oppenheimer (2023)

Movies I briefly talked about this year:

• The Elephant Man (1980) • The Thing (1982) • Friday the 13th Part 2 (1981) • Altered States (1980) • Tightrope (1984) • Communion (1989) • The Fourth Kind (2009) • The Entity (1982) • Prince of Darkness (1987) • Galaxy of Terror (1981)

Along with my thoughts on politics and political ideologies I also dove more into religion/faith using Christianity as the main example. The only reason Christianity gets mentioned the most when I talk about religion is because it tends to be the most popular or most obvious. Most of everyone has heard of the rumored, “son-of-God,” Jesus Christ. We have all heard the stories and all that. It is the easiest one to prove wrong as well, but we’ll save that for 2024 and beyond. I spent just as much time writing about Social Media, Music and technical blogs with aspects of using smart devices and using older accounts with those devices. It is sort of pain in the butt when something newer comes out and it isn’t exactly compatible with your main accounts because your main accounts are now two decades old. I have newer accounts sure, but none of them are as used as my main INTERNET accounts that have most of everything signed into them. Sometimes the process is overly complicated and I will take detailed notes as to how I came up with the solutions. I will write out the notes in the form of a blog to tell the tale or just a backup for myself if I ever have to deal with the problem again. I prepared another medical update that handles the past/present of my medical conditions in a better, more thorough, breakdown. I had to take a break from everything during the months of June and July due to being sick. A combination of getting the flu and medications having adverse effects on my body for my diabetes. We still have yet to get a real handle on controlling my blood sugars. Granted we have made some strides in the right direction but my sugars continue to be higher, even with the medications they give me. At the beginning of June is when I started receiving harassment from that contingent of hypersensitive 40+Don’t-Matter-Progressives on the SpaceGhey. After I handled that, went on vacation, came back, got sick again, did I begin writing again. I was sent an open survey by my county’s Democratic Party and they made the mistake of allowing the survey takers a textbox for every question to give people a chance to say what they want to say. I will tell you; I wish ALL multiple choice tests or surveys did this. I have always had a problem with the multiple choice approach. It lacks contextual-value. Not all questions are written with context in mind and they should. Anyway; I sent them a very detailed survey back with why I would never register to vote or vote for a Democratic Party representative in any form of Government. This sparked a little bit of a debate, as most assume if one isn’t a Democrat then by default they must be a Right-Wing-Trump Supporter, which isn’t true either. I do not support either one of them as my main way to express how I feel about politics.

Both are poor choices for social societal evolution.

I took mid-October and the first part of November writing about the Israeli/Palestinian War. I wrote about 8,791 words on the subject. I studied the history. I looked at opinions on both sides and I fact-checked most of the things that are being spewed as semantics but really are just rhetoric, where semantics is the study of real and true meanings of words and phrases and are based on credible facts. Where rhetoric only has to appear it is based on credible facts, but doesn’t actually have to include anything real, true or fact, merely that it only sounds plausible. I take the same approach when talking about ALL forms of religion. That is why religion is such a tough sell and extremely easy to dismiss when looking really hard at the science, logic and common sense on the subject. If one is Pro-Palestinian they will be very triggered by what I got to say, but if one is Pro-Israeli they will be just as disappointed in my resolve or opinion on the matter.

I finally got around to defining what “Two-Step Flow Theory for Idiots” is…

One of the last big things I talked about this year are the Ten Things That Terrified Me in Film/TV. Things I remember that freaked me out in a Movie. I am 45 now and a lot of these were seen when I was a kid. So 80s baby all the way. I really harp on “conceptual horror” over just visuals. “Conceptual Horror” would be imagining you as a child, in bed, feeling this sense that you are being watched. You cannot see anything, but you look in the darkest corners of your room to see BLACK and feeling there is something there that wants you to be terrified of its presence upon you. You get the distinct feeling this thing, this entity, wants to do bad things to you or at the very least make you do bad things to others or yourself. That to me, this uncertainty, this distinct feeling of “a harmful force upon you,” is terrifying and really the only thing that truly haunts me. That unknown feeling of dread by something you cannot quantify, but is in your space that is supposed to be yours and safe.

2023 was a year where I looked into AI more than I ever have. Both with using ChatGPT, and writing prompts or, “cheat codes,” for ChatGPT. I wrote a few blogs about AI and I will continue to do that. I also listened to the audiobook versions of the “Remembrance of Earth's Past” or known as (The Three-Body Trilogy) by Liu Cixin. Three-Body is a mind-bending existentially terrifying sci-fi journey that explores humanity's encounter with an alien civilization. From the deep of cosmic concepts to intricate political and philosophical threads, Three-Body is an exploration of the unknown, challenging our understanding of the Universe, reality, perspective, perception, existence itself. Very few science fiction novels actually change how I think. This series absolutely did that with its concepts of first contact, the dark forest theory, game theory, nihilism, time, relativity, relativistic time, reality possibly being an infinitely long loop, love, death, infinity, multiple-dimensional realities, macro and micro quantum reality, religion not being real and existentialism. I will do a bigger BLOG-breakdown of the series with heavy spoilers at some point in the future.

For 2024, I currently have fourteen Blogs scheduled as of right now. This doesn’t mean I will be writing only fourteen Blogs but that those are the ones I have multiple pages of notes on the subject for and want to tackle. I wrote 30 Blogs in 2023. Where only half of them were planned in advance. I do plan to continue to work on Fiction this year. I am hoping to complete something this year for sure. There has been and will be many changes to my life and how my family carries on its wayward son… I tend to say this every year that the year before was the worse year of my life. The same can go for 2023 as well but I think of it in different terms now.

On 12/22/2023, after I had just came back from one of my deep thinking sessions on my walks around the wooded area in my neighborhood, my father passed away. Dad would have been 70 on the first day of 2024. As a family, we elected not to post this on the typical social media posts on subjects like this. Being Friday evening and all, with Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and my Nephew’s Birthday a day after that we did not want to ruin anyone’s holiday. We didn’t want our friends and family to have to stop their lives for our misfortunes. The truth is my father has been extremely ill since 2004, even before that. I started noticing my Father’s health change in and around 1995-1996. During that time, and years to come, my father did very little to help himself with his health. The Doctor would instruct him to do A, B, C and my father would take that and create his own sense of D, E, F of it. Health declined every few years. Every few years the cycle would repeat itself. Every time he’d go to the ER or stay in ICU, he’d come back, a little bit less of himself and more zombie-like. 2021 my father finally hit a wall that he couldn’t just walk through and his strength and awareness around him would dwindle. The last thing to go is a person’s sense of self. Towards the end he would stop communicating like a normal person. He would talk to us sporadically but be less and less coherent and more and more incoherent. Finally, my father’s body could no longer hold out and he passed peacefully in his sleep. One minute he was resting then next he was just a vacant vessel for a human soul.

I am not exactly sure how to word all this to sound as it should. As I have said, largely my father hasn’t been around in the way we know him and all you may remember him for a very very long time. It is hard to really understand how I feel and think at this moment. I do not feel that sense of sudden loss that most tend to go through. Actually ALL my brothers feel like this about this specific situation. When I think about this now, on the last day of 2023 and the day before his birthday, is I revert to when I was a kid and we lived in Tampa, Sarasota and right when we moved to North Port, from when that all started in 1984-1991. That is really how I think of my dad now. I cannot really think about him as my father, near and after 1997. 1997-2001, I was just graduating High School, trying to figure out adulating, finishing school, working dead end jobs, then going to college and not having a single clue as to what I was supposed to do. My brothers were all in High School doing their thing. My mother was dealing with my father, who started his descent into what we ALL had to go through for the last 20 years. Guidance for me was non-existent and with friends that are no longer here in my life anymore. I picked film in college because I loved movies. I wanted to work behind a camera from the time I left High School to now. I picked that because of the love but also because it would get me away from here and having to deal with all this stuff my dad was going through and watching my friends’ transition into their current lives, both for the best and not the best of circumstances.

I never actually got out of here and my degree is/was a complete waste of time, energy, money, resources and false-hope. Granted I love what I know but wish I could at least make a living doing it over just writing about it. Now with my own mortality showing these same signs; I am the same age now that my father was in and around when he began his issues. I think about how much quality time I have to work on projects like this. Both time and the roadblocks that were there, that are no longer there, but other roadblocks still exist. I feel like 2024 will be an end of a new beginning and the beginning actually begins, now…

Reflections of the self and redemptive nature of living life and then eventually time catches up. The ultimate fate of us ALL is death, the light, the love, the life, the emptiness and despair of it ALL. "It's a far, far better thing I do than I have ever done before. A far better resting place I go to, than I have ever known." ~1859 novel by Charles Dickens, “A Tale of Two Cities” reused in the final moments of the 1982 film: “Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan.” The very first record/tape/music I ever purchased was Black Sabbath’s Paranoid per the recommendation of my father. I was 11…

Rest In Peace Dad… 1/1/1954-12/22/2023

“Release your mind. Fast forward to the secrets of your code. Your life's on overload. Delete or save…” "End of the Beginning" ~BLACK SABBATH Writer(s): John Osbourne, Tony Iommi, Terrence Butler

Finis Principia (Latin for; End of the Beginning) by David-Angelo Mineo 12/30/2023 2,737 Words

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Adjusted for inflation, it should cost nearly $300k, assuming American houses keep value. However, houses in this country are very poorly built and only last at most a handful of decades, so they're more like cars. This place should be worth the same amount of raw dollars due to losing value at the same rate that inflation goes up, and yet it is now worth 5 times what it was worth 24 years ago in spite of all logic. Unless the whole house was entirely rebuilt with all new everything and repoured foundation, a massive in-ground pool, a second guest house AND a new multi-car garage? This place is likely on the verge of needing a hundred thousand dollars in repairs on top of the artificially inflated price. The real estate market is broken. American individualism has convinced everyone that whatever price they believe their shit is worth, is the price it is worth. No matter how rotten their brain has become

This is what happens when Wall St and private equity [BlackRock, Vanguard] manipulate the housing market for their portfolio profits, not your housing needs.

#ItsTheSameHouse

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Cracks, Drips & Bills: How Leak Detection in San Diego CA Solves All Three

Introduction

Ever noticed a small, faintly colored circle on your ceiling with very light drops falling in the night with an unexplained increase in your water bill? These seem like little annoyances; but they are, in fact, clues or red flags pointing to something larger: leaks! Here in sunny San Diego, where we can set our watches with a perfect weather prediction, leak detection san diego ca is more than just maintenance-everyday plumbers-full stop; it is saving finances and the structure of your house. 

Let's look up while sitting under the shade at the so-called plausibility of one-step service that can stop wall cracks, dripping tone, and water bills of unimaginable magnitude. The service is like a discreet home detective taking those bandits down before they cause damage.

1. Understanding the Cost of Ignoring a Leak

A small leak might seem harmless—until it isn’t. Over time, even a trickle can erode foundations, rot wood, grow mold, or inflate your water bill. Homeowners in San Diego who delay leak detection often face repairs that cost thousands.

Think of a leak like a termite—it works silently and invisibly, but the damage is significant.

2. The Real Impact of a Dripping Faucet

You’ve probably heard that annoying plop... plop... plop sound in the middle of the night. It’s not just irritating—it’s expensive.

A single dripping faucet can waste over 3,000 gallons of water annually.

That’s about 180 showers worth of water down the drain!

In San Diego, where water conservation is critical, that’s both costly and irresponsible.

3. How Cracks in Walls and Floors Begin

Leaks don’t just waste water—they shift your home’s stability. Water seeps into walls and concrete slabs, weakening them and creating cracks. These cracks can expand during temperature fluctuations and lead to:

Uneven flooring

Wall separation

Foundation instability

Leak detection San Diego CA professionals know how to trace these early warning signs.

4. Why Water Bills Spike Without Warning

Have you received a water bill that nearly made your jaw drop? Often, hidden leaks are the culprit. Toilets, underground pipes, or slab leaks can go unnoticed—until your wallet feels the damage.

Key tip: If your bill increases more than 20% in a month without extra usage, call a leak detection expert.

5. What is Leak Detection?

In simple terms, leak detection is the process of locating and identifying hidden leaks using advanced tools and techniques. These tools include:

Thermal imaging

Acoustic listening devices

Pressure testing

Moisture sensors

It’s like a treasure hunt, but the “treasure” is saving your home and money.

6. Common Places Where Leaks Hide

Leaks don’t always show themselves openly. Here are the sneaky spots:

Slab/Foundation: Hidden under concrete

Walls and Ceilings: Especially near bathrooms or kitchens

Toilets: Silent leaks from tank to bowl

Outdoor Sprinkler Systems: Out of sight, out of mind

Water Heaters: Often leak slowly before bursting

7. Top Signs You Need Leak Detection

Wondering if it's time to call someone? Look out for:

Mold or mildew smell

Wet spots on the floor or ceiling

Unusual drop in water pressure

Sudden rise in your water bill

Hot floors (a sign of a slab leak)

Listen to your house—it tells you when something’s wrong.

8. How Professionals Detect Leaks in San Diego

San Diego’s unique soil composition and older homes mean professionals need to be sharp. Here’s what they do:

Thermal imaging: Reveals moisture differences behind walls

Listening devices: Pick up sounds of water leaks underground

Pressure testing: Determines the system's integrity

Dye testing: Identifies leaks in toilets or pools

All of these are non-invasive and don’t require tearing down walls.

9. DIY vs. Professional Leak Detection

Sure, you could try listening to pipes or checking water meters. But pros bring:

Accuracy

Speed

Equipment you can’t buy at Home Depot

DIY might work for surface-level issues, but for anything deeper, you’ll save more by hiring a pro.

10. Environmental Benefits of Timely Leak Fixes

California is no stranger to droughts. Every drop saved helps.

Prevents water waste

Reduces unnecessary treatment of lost water

Supports community conservation efforts

Leak detection is not just about saving your house—it’s about saving San Diego's future.

11. How Leak Detection Prevents Structural Damage

Water is destructive. Once it enters structural materials like wood, concrete, or drywall, the clock starts ticking.

Unchecked leaks lead to:

Rot

Mold

Warping

Pest infestation

Leak detection helps you act before the damage becomes irreversible.

12. Saving Money Through Early Detection

Think of leak detection as an investment. Spending a few hundred dollars today can prevent:

Foundation repairs ($4,000–$15,000)

Mold remediation ($500–$6,000)

Replacing drywall or flooring ($1,000–$10,000)

Early action is always cheaper.

13. How to Choose a Leak Detection Expert

Don’t just pick the first name on Google. Look for:

Experience: At least 5 years in leak detection

Technology: Do they use thermal and acoustic tools?

Local reviews: San Diego clients vouching for them

Emergency availability: 24/7 service is a must

14. EZ Plumbing USA: A Trusted Name in San Diego

When it comes to leak detection San Diego CA residents trust, EZ Plumbing USA stands out. Here's why:

24/7 Emergency Response

Free Consultation

Advanced Non-Invasive Equipment

Serving all of San Diego County

Affordable & Transparent Pricing

15. Final Thoughts & Prevention Tips

Leaks might start small, but they don’t stay that way. In San Diego, being proactive is key. With regular checks, smart usage, and expert help, you can live without the stress of cracks, drips, or high bills. Contact us now for more information. 

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Los Angeles Commercial Roof Repair is all about helping businesses in Los Angeles, CA keep their flat roofs in top shape. A well-maintained commercial flat roof is essential for preventing leaks, costly damage, and structural issues. In this guide, we delve into everything you need to know about maintaining your flat roof, ensuring it stands the test of time while keeping your operations running smoothly.

Why Flat Roof Maintenance Is Essential

Flat roofs are not only a budget-friendly choice for many commercial buildings but also come with their own set of challenges. Issues like water pooling and debris accumulation can lead to significant problems if not managed properly. Regular inspections, preventive repairs, and protective coatings can extend your roof’s lifespan by up to 25 years, ultimately saving valuable financial resources for your business.

The Risks of Neglecting Flat Roof Maintenance

Ignoring flat roof maintenance can result in:

Leaks and Water Damage: Even minor cracks can lead to serious mold and structural damage.

Structural Weaknesses: Constant moisture exposure can compromise the roof’s support.

Energy Inefficiency: Gaps in the insulation can inflate your heating and cooling bills.

Increased Repair Costs: What starts as minor repairs can evolve into major financial burdens.

Did you know? Research indicates that 80% of flat roof failures are due to maintenance neglect rather than material defects. Regular inspections are key!

Common Flat Roof Issues

Familiarize yourself with common flat roof problems and their solutions to keep your roof in tip-top shape.

1. Ponding Water

Pooling water on flat roofs can lead to leaks and deterioration. Solution: Clear gutters and consider tapered insulation.

2. Membrane Cracks and Blisters

These can develop from UV exposure. Solution: Apply reflective coatings and schedule annual inspections.

3. Clogged Drains

Debris may obstruct drains, leading to leaks. Solution: Clean gutters twice a year.

4. Flashing Issues

Deteriorating flashings can allow water intrusion. Solution: Inspect and reseal as necessary.

5. Subpar Installations

A poorly installed roof will need replacing sooner. Solution: Always hire experienced, licensed contractors.

Best Practices for Flat Roof Maintenance

Stay proactive! Here’s how:

1. Regular Inspections

Schedule bi-annual inspections to catch issues early. Focus on cracks, drainage, flashing, and insulation.

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Keeping Your Car in Top Condition with Regular Inspections and Testing 

Every car owner knows consistent maintenance is the key to long-term vehicle performance. One of the most important aspects of this upkeep is ensuring your car is thoroughly inspected regularly. Vehicle inspections, car inspection & testing not only help keep your car roadworthy and legally compliant but also play a critical role in catching problems early, before they turn into costly repairs. Whether you're gearing up for a weekend getaway or simply commuting to work, staying on top of regular inspections is a smart way to extend your car’s lifespan and ensure safer driving daily.  

Is Your Car Trying to Tell You Something? Look for These Warning Signs  

Your car may sometimes show signs that it requires immediate inspection. If you ignore these symptoms, they can lead to expensive mechanical issues or even fatal accidents.   

It is better to give the most importance to all these: 

Fluid Leaks: If you notice a pool of leaking oil, coolant, or brake fluid, it must be addressed.   

Vibrations or Shaking: This can indicate unbalanced tyres, brake issues or suspension problems.   

Dashboard Warning Lights: Ignoring ABS or checking engine lights that are on for a long time can be risky.   

Strange Noises: It is better to give immediate attention if you hear squeaking sounds consistently while driving.  

Poor Fuel Economy: If your vehicle's mileage suddenly drops, it is time to tune in as early as possible.  

Why are Regular Vehicle Inspections Crucial?  

This is essential for retaining your vehicle's performance and trustworthiness for a long time.   

Here are some points that make regular vehicle inspections crucial:   

Assured Safety: Routine checks can help identify damaged brake pads, lights, or steering parts, ensuring a safe and comfortable drive.   

Improved Fuel Economy: Engines in good condition and undergoing tyre pressure checks can considerably enhance fuel economy.   

Legal Compliance: In many regions, passing regular inspections is mandatory to keep your car registered and roadworthy.   

Saves Cost: If the issues are identified early, they can prevent expensive repairs and sudden breakdowns.   

Better Resale Value: A vehicle with a proper history of regular inspections attracts more buyers for a better price.   

How Important is Car Inspection & Testing Before Long Journeys?  

Before setting off on a road trip, an in-depth car inspection and testing can prevent unexpected mechanical issues and ensure a peaceful, smooth journey.   

Give the most importance to all the following: 

Battery Health: Test the battery condition, including charge and rust on terminals. Sometimes, these can end your trip midway.   

Lights & Indicators: Ensure all the exterior and interior lights function properly without becoming dull.   

Fluid Levels: Ensure engine oil, coolant, and brake fluids are at the right amount to prevent your vehicle from overheating or your brakes from failing at the crucial time.  

Belts and hoses: Look for cracks, leaks, or other signs of damage that may be caused by breakdowns.   

Brakes: Check the condition of brake pads and discs to see if they provide the necessary stopping power.   

Tyres: Check if the tyres are correctly inflated, have better tread depth and if there is any damage.   

What are the Benefits of Regular Car Inspections?  

Australia has diverse landscapes and driving conditions, so regular vehicle inspections are crucial.   

Long Distances: When you are driving long trips in Australia, it is essential to have a vehicle that performs at its peak.   

Heat Protection: Australia has an extreme summer, which can affect your engine and battery, so checking if the cooling system is functioning correctly is essential.   

Off-road Adventures: Regular suspension and undercarriage inspections can be vital if you enjoy off-road driving.   

What is the Role of a Professional Car Inspection & Testing?  

Though some basic checks can be done at your home, a professional car inspection & testing offers a clear and detailed report using advanced diagnostic tools and methods.  

 An experienced technical team can do the following:  

Provides thorough smoke testing to ensure legal compliance.   

Offers expert and genuine advice on parts and how to avoid issues  

Identifying hidden issues that can be missed when doing at-home  

Examine safety components like ABS, airbags and crucial control  

Rely on Medowie Tyre & Auto Centre for Quality Vehicle Care  

At Medowie Tyre & Auto Centre, we’ve built our reputation on honest service, expert workmanship, and a commitment to keeping local vehicles running at their best. Whether it’s your everyday car, 4wd, or light commercial vehicle, our qualified technicians provide reliable care backed by years of experience. Among our wide range of services, we offer comprehensive vehicle inspections and car inspection and testing to ensure your car remains roadworthy, safe, and performing at its peak. Contact us today for more information or to book your next inspection. 

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The Ultimate Guide to Private Mortgage Lending Investment for Passive Income

In an uncertain economy where stock market volatility and inflation are front of mind, investors are increasingly seeking out more predictable and stable sources of income. One strategy gaining serious traction is Private Mortgage Lending Investment — a lesser-known but powerful way to generate passive income through real estate without the hassle of owning physical property.

Whether you're a seasoned investor looking to diversify or a beginner searching for consistent returns, this guide will walk you through the essentials of Private Mortgage Lending Investment and why it could be the passive income solution you've been looking for.

What is Private Mortgage Lending Investment?

Private Mortgage Lending Investment involves lending money to individual borrowers (usually real estate investors or homebuyers) who need financing but may not qualify for traditional bank loans. In return, you earn income from the interest charged on the loan — just like a bank would.

Instead of buying property directly, you act as the lender, secured by a mortgage or deed of trust. If the borrower defaults, the property serves as collateral, offering protection on your capital.

Why Consider Private Mortgage Lending Investment for Passive Income?

Here are a few compelling reasons investors are turning to this model:

✅ Steady Passive Income

You receive regular interest payments over the loan term — often ranging from 8% to 12% annually — making it an attractive option for cash flow-focused investors.

✅ Secured by Real Estate

Unlike stocks or bonds, these loans are backed by physical property, adding a layer of security to your investment.

✅ Diversification

Private mortgage loans are generally uncorrelated with stock market performance, offering a way to reduce portfolio volatility.

✅ Hands-Off Investing

When structured properly (often through mortgage brokers or lending platforms), you don’t have to manage tenants, repairs, or property taxes — a true passive experience.

Types of Private Mortgage Lending Investment Opportunities

There are several ways to participate:

1. Direct Lending

You personally fund a loan to a borrower, often through a lawyer or broker. This route gives you full control, but also requires due diligence and legal understanding.

2. Mortgage Investment Corporations (MICs)

MICs pool investor capital and manage lending on your behalf, paying out dividends. They’re ideal for those who want passive exposure without hands-on involvement.

3. Peer-to-Peer (P2P) Lending Platforms

Online platforms connect investors with borrowers and handle servicing, compliance, and documentation. These are accessible and scalable, but vary in quality.

What Makes a Good Private Mortgage Lending Investment?

Before investing, evaluate these factors:

Loan-to-Value Ratio (LTV): Lower LTV = lower risk. Ideally, keep it under 70%.

Borrower Profile: Understand the borrower’s creditworthiness and project.

Collateral Quality: Assess the property’s location, condition, and market value.

Term & Exit Strategy: Know how long your capital will be tied up and how the borrower plans to repay.

Legal Protection: Ensure the loan is properly secured with a lien on the property.

Risks to Consider

Like all investments, Private Mortgage Lending Investment isn’t without risk. Key concerns include:

Default Risk: If the borrower stops paying, foreclosure could be required.

Illiquidity: Your money is locked in until the loan matures or is repaid.

Market Fluctuations: A decline in real estate value may impact your recovery in case of default.

Mitigating these risks starts with choosing the right borrowers, using trusted intermediaries, and diversifying your loan portfolio.

How to Get Started

If you're ready to explore Private Mortgage Lending Investment, here’s a quick roadmap:

Define Your Goals: Are you seeking monthly income, capital preservation, or high yield?

Choose Your Approach: Direct lending, MICs, or P2P platforms?

Partner with Professionals: Work with reputable mortgage brokers, underwriters, or legal advisors.

Conduct Due Diligence: Evaluate every loan deal or platform thoroughly.

Monitor Your Portfolio: Stay updated on borrower performance and market trends.

Final Thoughts

Private Mortgage Lending Investment offers a unique opportunity to earn passive income with real estate as collateral, without the stress of property ownership. In today’s yield-starved environment, it’s a strategy worth exploring—especially if you're focused on income generation, capital protection, and portfolio diversification.

With the right structure, risk management, and trusted partners, private mortgage lending can become a reliable cornerstone in your passive income strategy.

Want to explore Private Mortgage Lending Investment opportunities tailored to your risk profile? Start by consulting a financial advisor or exploring regulated lending platforms that match your investment goals.

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Water Heater Leak Detection: Fullerton’s Guide to Early Problem Solving

A water heater leak can cause a significant amount of stress and damage if not addressed quickly. In Fullerton, homeowners and businesses need to be proactive in identifying potential issues with their water heaters before a small problem turns into a costly disaster. Early detection of a water heater leak is crucial in minimizing damage, reducing repair costs, and ensuring that your water heater continues to operate efficiently.

At The Water Heater Warehouse, we specialize in water heater leak detection and offer expert solutions for homeowners and businesses in Fullerton, CA. In this guide, we’ll help you understand how to detect water heater leaks early, the common signs to look for, and why choosing a professional repair service can save you time, money, and frustration.

Why Early Water Heater Leak Detection is Essential

Water heaters, like any appliance, have a limited lifespan. Over time, wear and tear can cause parts to break down, leading to leaks. Whether the leak is small or large, if left undetected, it can result in water damage, higher utility bills, and even the need for complete system replacement. Early water heater leak detection allows you to address the problem before it worsens, helping to avoid expensive repairs and ensuring the continued functionality of your system.

Here’s why early detection is so important:

Prevent Property Damage: A water heater leak, if left unchecked, can lead to water damage on floors, walls, and surrounding areas. The longer the leak persists, the more damage it can cause, resulting in costly repairs and potential mold growth.

Avoid Energy Waste: A leaking water heater forces the system to work harder, leading to inefficiencies and higher energy consumption. Detecting a leak early means you can fix the problem before it results in an inflated utility bill.

Extend the Life of Your Heater: Regular maintenance and early leak detection can extend the life of your water heater. Timely repairs keep the system running smoothly and reduce the likelihood of needing a full replacement.

Common Signs of a Water Heater Leak

Detecting a water heater leak early requires being aware of the signs that indicate something isn’t quite right. Here are some common red flags to look out for:

1. Visible Water Around the Unit

The most obvious sign of a water heater leak is water pooling around the base of the tank. If you notice puddles of water near your water heater, it’s time to inspect the unit closely. This could indicate that the tank itself is leaking or that there’s an issue with one of the connections.

2. Lowered Water Pressure

A decrease in water pressure can occur when a leak in the system prevents water from flowing properly. If you’ve noticed reduced water pressure when using hot water, a water heater leak may be the cause.

3. Noisy Water Heater

If your water heater is making strange noises, such as popping or rumbling sounds, it could be a sign of sediment buildup or a crack in the tank. These sounds often indicate that the unit is struggling to operate efficiently, and a leak may not be far behind.

4. Rust or Corrosion Around the Tank

If you see rust or corrosion around the base or components of your water heater, it’s a clear sign that the tank may be leaking or about to leak. Rust is often caused by a buildup of moisture, which can damage the system over time.

5. Inconsistent Hot Water Temperature

When your water heater leaks, it can affect the heating elements inside the unit, resulting in inconsistent water temperatures. If you’re experiencing fluctuations in hot water temperature or if the water isn’t getting as hot as it used to, a leak could be to blame.

How Professionals at The Water Heater Warehouse Can Help

At The Water Heater Warehouse, we specialize in water heater leak detection and repairs. Our expert technicians are trained to identify leaks quickly, even in hard-to-find places, and provide efficient solutions to prevent further damage. Here’s what we can do for you:

Thorough Leak Inspection: Our technicians will perform a detailed inspection of your water heater to detect any leaks, no matter how small. We use advanced tools and techniques to identify hidden leaks that may not be immediately visible.

Efficient Repairs: Once we’ve identified the source of the leak, we offer fast and reliable repair services. We carry a wide range of parts to ensure that we can fix the problem on the spot.

Preventative Maintenance: In addition to leak detection and repairs, we offer preventative maintenance services to keep your water heater running smoothly. Regular maintenance helps to catch potential issues early, ensuring that your system continues to work efficiently for years to come.

Don’t Wait! Call The Water Heater Warehouse Today!

If you're experiencing issues with your water heater, don’t wait for a small problem to become a bigger one. The Water Heater Warehouse offers expert water heater leak repair in Fullerton, CA to quickly identify and fix leaks, restoring your system's efficiency. Our experienced team is ready to respond to your emergency or schedule a routine inspection to ensure your water heater runs smoothly. Don’t let a water heater leak disrupt your daily life, contact The Water Heater Warehouse today for reliable, fast, and affordable repair solutions. Call us now to schedule your appointment and prevent further damage!

The Water Heater Warehouse

1114 E Truslow Ave, Fullerton, CA 92831

(714) 244-8562

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Maximize Your Pool Time with Modern Pool Heating Solutions

Enjoying a swim shouldn’t be limited to the hottest days of the year. With advancements in pool heating technology, homeowners now have the ability to extend their swim season and maintain a comfortable water temperature all year round. Investing in the right pool heating system can completely transform how a pool is used, delivering both comfort and cost-efficiency. Selecting the best modern heating solution ensures optimal performance and enhances overall enjoyment. The right decision starts with understanding the available options and how each meets specific needs.

Understanding the Importance of Pool Heating

A pool is a valuable addition to any home, but without effective pool heating, it often remains underutilized during cooler seasons. A reliable heating solution can make a dramatic difference in how frequently the pool is used and how much value it adds to a home. Temperature plays a significant role in swim comfort, especially for families with children or individuals using the pool for therapeutic reasons. With modern solutions, heating a pool is now more efficient, sustainable, and affordable than ever before.

Types of Modern Pool Heating Solutions

Modern pool heating options vary in design, efficiency, and environmental impact. Homeowners can choose from electric heat pumps, solar heaters, and gas heaters, each offering unique advantages depending on the climate, pool size, and usage patterns.

Electric Heat Pumps: These are among the most energy-efficient systems available today. They work by extracting heat from the air and transferring it into the water. While the upfront cost may be higher, operational costs are generally low, making them ideal for those who want consistent temperature without inflating energy bills.

Solar Pool Heaters: Solar systems harness the sun's energy, making them an environmentally responsible choice. Panels installed on the roof or a nearby structure circulate water, warming it using solar heat before returning it to the pool. These systems have low operating costs but require sufficient sunlight and installation space.

Gas Pool Heaters: These heaters provide rapid heating, making them perfect for quick warm-ups or occasional use. They operate on natural gas or propane and are highly effective for heating large pools or when consistent heating is less of a priority.

Benefits of Upgrading to Modern Heating Systems

Modern pool heating technologies provide more than just warm water. They are designed to be energy-efficient, cost-effective, and user-friendly. Upgrading to a modern system can reduce monthly energy expenses, improve sustainability, and allow year-round swimming comfort.

Advanced control features allow users to set and maintain precise temperatures with digital thermostats, timers, and even smart home integrations. Additionally, many systems now incorporate self-diagnostic tools to alert homeowners to maintenance needs before they become costly repairs. These improvements increase convenience and reduce long-term operating expenses.

Factors to Consider When Choosing a Pool Heater

Selecting the right pool heating solution requires evaluating several important factors. The size of the pool, frequency of use, local climate, and budget all play a role in determining the most suitable system.

Pool Size and Volume: Larger pools require more powerful heating systems. Undersized heaters may struggle to maintain temperature, leading to inefficiency and higher operating costs. Sizing the system correctly ensures optimal performance.

Usage Patterns: Pools used daily benefit more from energy-efficient options like heat pumps or solar heaters. For occasional use, gas heaters may be more cost-effective due to their fast heating capabilities.

Climate Conditions: Solar heaters work best in sunny regions, while heat pumps function efficiently in moderate climates. Gas heaters perform well regardless of weather but can incur higher fuel costs.

Installation Space: Some systems, particularly solar, need substantial space for panels. Understanding the available area is critical for proper installation and function.

Budget: Upfront and long-term costs must be weighed together. While some systems are more expensive initially, their energy efficiency can offer significant savings over time.

Maintenance and Lifespan of Pool Heating Systems

Like any home investment, pool heating systems require regular maintenance to ensure longevity and peak performance. Routine checks, filter cleaning, and system inspections help prevent breakdowns and extend the life of the unit.

Electric Heat Pumps typically last 10 to 15 years with minimal maintenance. Solar Pool Heaters can last over 20 years, especially when maintained and cleaned periodically. Gas Heaters have a lifespan of 5 to 10 years, though they may need more frequent servicing due to combustion-based operation.

Proactive maintenance contributes to efficiency and saves homeowners from expensive repairs or early replacement. Choosing a heating system with a good warranty and available local service is also beneficial for long-term peace of mind.

Energy Efficiency and Environmental Impact

Energy efficiency is a growing concern for many homeowners. Fortunately, today's pool heating systems offer significant improvements in eco-friendliness. Solar heaters lead in this regard, relying solely on renewable energy. Electric heat pumps also score high in efficiency, using less electricity to produce more heat. Gas heaters, while effective, tend to have a larger carbon footprint and higher fuel costs, making them less ideal for long-term environmental sustainability.

Many homeowners combine systems—such as using a solar heater with a gas backup—to balance efficiency and performance. This hybrid approach ensures consistent warmth while reducing environmental impact and operational expenses.

Enhancing Property Value with Heated Pools

A well-maintained, heated pool adds considerable appeal and resale value to a home. Prospective buyers are often drawn to homes with usable pools, especially in cooler regions. The presence of a reliable pool heating system signals luxury, comfort, and year-round usability.

Pools without heating often become seasonal attractions, whereas heated pools serve as fitness centers, relaxation zones, and family gathering places throughout the year. This added functionality appeals to a wide range of buyers, enhancing the property’s market position.

Cost Considerations and Return on Investment

Installing a pool heating system involves an upfront investment, but the return can be substantial over time. Energy-efficient models often pay for themselves through reduced utility bills. Additionally, increased usage justifies the cost, turning a rarely used feature into a central part of daily living.

Choosing the right system for both the climate and household needs ensures that the investment remains worthwhile for years. Energy-saving features, low maintenance demands, and durable construction contribute to maximizing return on investment.

Making the Smart Choice

Deciding to install or upgrade a pool heating system is more than just a luxury—it’s a practical choice that increases pool usage, improves comfort, and enhances the value of the home. With so many modern solutions available, there is an option suited to every type of homeowner and property.

By understanding the types of heaters, their benefits, and how to match them to specific needs, homeowners can make informed decisions that deliver long-term satisfaction and savings. A properly heated pool extends the joy of swimming far beyond summer, providing comfort and convenience every day.

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Understanding Insurance Implications of Driving Without a License in Canada

Introduction: In Canada, driving without a valid license isn’t just a minor offense—it’s a serious legal violation with far-reaching implications. Whether it’s due to a suspended license, never having applied for one, or simply forgetting to renew it, the consequences of getting behind the wheel unlicensed are severe. Beyond the immediate legal trouble, unlicensed driving can severely damage your ability to get insurance in the future, jeopardize your finances, and result in long-term penalties. Understanding these implications is essential for anyone who is preparing to drive in Canada.

Key Points:

You Can Be Sued Personally for Damages: If you’re involved in a collision while driving without a license, your auto insurance policy becomes instantly void. That means any damage to property or injuries caused to others will come directly out of your pocket. Without the financial protection of an insurer, you may be held personally liable for thousands—even millions—of dollars in medical costs, repair bills, or legal settlements. This could result in wage garnishment or the forced sale of assets in extreme cases.

Fines and Possible Criminal Charges Apply: Driving without a license is not just a traffic violation—it can lead to criminal charges in certain provinces. You may face steep fines, immediate vehicle impoundment, and even jail time for repeat offenses. Additionally, being convicted of this offense can result in a permanent mark on your driving record, limiting your eligibility to ever obtain a full license. In provinces like Ontario or British Columbia, you may also face a driving ban that spans years.

Insurance Reinstatement Is Complicated and Expensive: Once you’re flagged for driving without a license, insurance providers categorize you as a high-risk driver. Future coverage will be harder to obtain and significantly more expensive—if available at all. In some cases, insurers may reject your application entirely, forcing you to go through a high-risk insurance pool that offers limited coverage at inflated prices.

Guidance from licenseprep.ca Can Help You Avoid These Risks: If you're unsure about the licensing process or your eligibility to drive in Canada, platforms like licenseprep.ca can help. They provide step-by-step guidance on how to legally obtain your learner's or full driver’s license, including practice tests, documentation checklists, and eligibility criteria tailored to your visa status or province. Preparing with trusted resources like this can help you stay compliant and avoid the risks of driving unlawfully.

You May Need Legal Representation If Caught: For those who have been caught driving without a license more than once, legal support becomes crucial. Multiple offenses may involve court hearings and significant legal consequences. A lawyer can help reduce fines, negotiate penalties, or guide you through license reinstatement procedures. This legal burden is costly, time-consuming, and entirely avoidable if you go through the proper licensing channels from the start.

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Navigating the Economy: Buying Gold in WoW Classic Mankrik Era

World of Warcraft Classic (WoW Classic) offers players an unparalleled opportunity to experience the timeless charm of Azeroth’s original economy. Among the different realms available, Mankrik Era has become a popular choice for players seeking a nostalgic yet competitive environment. One of the pivotal aspects of gameplay here revolves around gold—WoW’s essential currency.To get more news about buy wow classic Mankrik era gold, you can visit lootwowgold.com official website.

Gold in WoW Classic is integral for various activities, including purchasing gear, learning abilities, repairing equipment, and even funding large-scale raids. While grinding gold through quests and farming is an option, many players opt for buying gold to save time and expedite their progress. This article explores how you can approach buying gold responsibly in the Mankrik Era while ensuring that your actions align with game policies and your gaming goals.

Why Buy Gold in Mankrik Era? Purchasing gold in the Mankrik Era can offer several advantages:

Time Efficiency: Farming gold can be time-consuming, particularly for players with limited availability. Buying gold allows them to focus on leveling up, raiding, or enjoying in-game social interactions.

Competitive Edge: Players who invest in gold often find it easier to acquire superior gear, potions, and materials that enhance their overall performance.

Convenience: With gold readily accessible, players can bypass mundane farming and immerse themselves in the exciting aspects of gameplay.

Finding Reliable Gold Sellers It is crucial to approach gold buying cautiously to avoid scams and ensure compliance with Blizzard’s guidelines. Reliable sellers often adhere to fair pricing, quick delivery, and transparent transactions. However, players should research thoroughly, check reviews, and verify the legitimacy of the seller before proceeding.

One tip is to avoid buying from unverified platforms that may exploit your account or compromise your game integrity. Using trusted marketplaces or sellers with a solid reputation within the WoW community is the safest choice.

Risks of Buying Gold Though buying gold offers undeniable convenience, players must recognize potential risks:

Account Suspension: Blizzard actively monitors illegal gold trading and may ban accounts involved in unauthorized purchases.

Inflated Prices: Gold purchased outside legitimate channels may lead to financial loss or inflated in-game prices.

Security Issues: Sharing account details with untrustworthy sellers could compromise your game account.

Tips for Responsible Gold Management To make the most of your purchase, follow these tips:

Spend Wisely: Prioritize essential purchases like gear upgrades or raid supplies to optimize your investment.

Plan Ahead: Determine how much gold you need before buying to avoid overspending.

Community Engagement: Participate in guild activities and events where gold is often shared or pooled.

Conclusion Buying gold in WoW Classic Mankrik Era is an appealing option for players seeking to enhance their gaming experience. However, it is vital to approach this decision with careful consideration and prioritize adherence to Blizzard’s terms. By balancing gold purchases with responsible gaming, players can enjoy the full depth of Azeroth’s adventures while minimizing risks.

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Infinity Pool

Emptiness, emasculation, emergence, emotion

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What a hard movie to predict the direction of. First minute mark, is this a Midsommar? A few more minutes, is this a Perfume? A while more and is this a The Menu? Ultimately, it is mostly Infinity Pool, and trying to call it something else doesn't communicate what it does (and what it doesn't)

The most glaring theme is the emasculation of James. Married to a woman who married him not due to his qualities or merits, but simply due to her relationship with her dad. Thanks to such a connection, he can afford to be a broke, failed author, but that "ease" only leaves him with time to acknowledge his mediocrity, his nothingness. He doesn't hunger, so he can't strive for more (seeing as how he hasn't started writing at all in 6 years.) With this setup, the direction the story ought to take (as in, the template of this sort of story) is a meeting with a younger beautiful woman crazy for him inflates him with life once more and now he can achieve something. Is it still a manic pixie dream girl when they're this old? Either way, the railway is setting him to become a "man" again, now that he got a younger woman gunning for him.

But it isn't the case. She had shown signs early on ("Was having no eyebrows a sign?" "yes but it doesn't hold up in court") that she was the boss of the pack, but James doesn't spare a thought for anyone else, so he can't notice (does he not have enough internal peace to afford it, or is he too self-absorbed aside) that he isn't recovering his manhood through Gabi; She tames him, deaging him little by little, from man, to teen, to child, to a baby. Gabi wants to "fix" him, but she most likely means it as "neuter", not "repair."

James can't fight back against Em, against Gabi, even a child has power over him. Upon being ripped apart, there is nothing within him. The other zombies can do whatever they want in the island, then return to their private lives with dozens of affairs and activities to handle, but James has nowhere to return to, nothing to do wherever he is. His journey was a journey of nothingness. The young woman he met on a journey didn't make him better, nor did it make him realize the woman he has is the right one. Joining the cool kid club and doing drugs, sex, crimes doesn't open his eyes to anything. He experiences no growth, only gets to notice how little he is.

Infinity Pool couldn't be someone's first movie, as it can only deliver what it wants when the viewer is familiar how these stories generally go. Without this context, it's a movie about humiliating a man until he sees himself as a speck of dust. There's no difference between him and the other Jameses, they're ashes in a pot, he's dust in a human container.

Extrinsically, it might be a son expressing his feelings living under the shadow of his father, but that side of the story was kept so reined in, I can only imagine he was stopping himself from making it too personal whenever it veered in that direction. (One could argue the reason James can't find an answer to his plight is because Brandon doesn't have an answer yet. No answer felt true as an ending, so he had to leave it open-ended. Maybe one day he'll figure it out, but we'll probably never know.)

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A Comprehensive Guide to Vehicle Maintenance at Nearby Auto Repair Shops

Let’s face it: our vehicles are like trusty sidekicks. They’re there for every road trip, errand, and late-night snack run. But even superheroes need their capes cleaned, and cars? They need regular maintenance. Keeping your vehicle in top shape isn’t just about avoiding costly repairs; it’s about safety, reliability, and peace of mind. That’s where nearby auto repair shops come into play—the unsung heroes of car care. Let’s dive into everything you need to know about vehicle maintenance and why finding the right local shop is a game changer.

H1: Understanding Vehicle Maintenance

What exactly is vehicle maintenance? Think of it as your car’s wellness check. Regular maintenance includes a mix of inspections, adjustments, and part replacements to keep your vehicle running smoothly. When you take care of the basics, like oil changes and tire rotations, you’re essentially giving your car a long and healthy life.

The benefits? They’re endless. Proper maintenance improves fuel efficiency, prevents breakdowns, and saves you money in the long run. Plus, it ensures your vehicle is safe for you and your passengers. Skipping out on it? That’s like skipping doctor’s appointments—you’re asking for trouble.

H2: Common Maintenance Services

Walk into any nearby auto repair shop, and you’ll find a menu of services designed to keep your car in tip-top shape. Here’s a rundown of the most common ones:

Oil Changes: The lifeblood of your engine. Fresh oil ensures smooth operation and prevents wear.

Tire Services: From rotations to alignments, tire care improves safety and boosts fuel efficiency.

Brake Checks: Nobody wants squeaky brakes or, worse, brakes that fail. Regular checks keep you safe.

Battery Testing: Avoid the dreaded dead battery scenario by getting it tested and replaced as needed.

Fluid Checks: Your car relies on several fluids (coolant, transmission, brake) to function properly.

Filters: Air and cabin filters need periodic replacement to keep your engine and interior fresh.

These routine services are the backbone of vehicle maintenance, and they’re all conveniently available at local auto repair shops.

H3: Signs Your Car Needs Immediate Attention

Sometimes, your car screams for help, and other times, it whispers. Either way, you need to listen. Here are some red flags that signal it’s time to visit an auto repair shop pronto:

Strange Noises: Hear a screech, rattle, or clunk? Don’t ignore it.

Warning Lights: That check engine light isn’t just a suggestion; it’s a plea for attention.

Unusual Vibrations: Whether it’s the steering wheel or the brake pedal, vibrations aren’t normal.

Poor Performance: A sluggish engine or reduced fuel efficiency can indicate underlying issues.

Fluid Leaks: Spot something pooling under your car? That’s not good.

Catching these signs early can save you from expensive repairs and keep you safe on the road.

H4: Choosing the Right Auto Repair Shop

Not all repair shops are created equal, so how do you pick the right one? Start with these tips:

Look for Certification: A shop with ASE-certified mechanics is a great sign of professionalism.

Check Reviews: What are others saying about their experiences? Yelp and Google reviews are goldmines.

Ask About Warranties: A good shop stands behind its work.

Visit the Shop: Is it clean and organized? Friendly staff? These are good indicators.

Get Estimates: Compare prices, but don’t always go for the cheapest. Quality matters.

When you find a shop you trust, it’s like finding a good dentist—you’ll never want to go anywhere else.

H5: Maintaining Your Vehicle Between Shop Visits

You don’t need to be a mechanic to keep your car in good shape between professional checkups. Here are a few easy DIY tips:

Check Tire Pressure: Invest in a gauge and keep your tires properly inflated.

Inspect Your Lights: Walk around your car regularly to make sure all lights are working.

Monitor Fluid Levels: Keep an eye on oil, coolant, and windshield washer fluid levels.

Clean Your Car: A clean car isn’t just about looks; it prevents rust and damage.

Listen to Your Car: Pay attention to any changes in sound or feel.

These small steps can make a big difference in how your car performs and how often you need to visit the shop.

Conclusion

Taking care of your car might not be the most glamorous task, but it’s one of the most rewarding. A well-maintained vehicle is safer, more reliable, and way easier on your wallet in the long run. And the best part? You don’t have to go it alone. Nearby auto repair shops are there to handle the heavy lifting, giving you more time to enjoy the open road.

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