Ferguson kitchen and bath

my college dorm is a 4 bed 2 bath. but our other 2 roommates moved out so there’s only two of us, meaning we each have our own bathroom. im at work and her toilet broke so she texted me a heads up that she’s gonna use my bathroom. i didn’t get the chance to give her a warning that there’s a doll in there hanging from my towel bar naked (i’m dying her hair)😭😭😭 i get these pics (see comments)

Stumbled upon this list on Facebook. Anyone know of others?
-The Burger Den AND The Meltdown are both Denny's
-Ziggy's Pizza is Birminghams
-Bawk Bawk Chicken is Wok Box
-YXE Pizza and Burgers is Cheesetoast
-Crunchy Basket is Hunger Cure
-Ricky Ticky Tacos is Quesada
-Prime Bistro is Chianti -Quebec Real Poutine is Twisted Monkey
-A place called A to Z Cloud Kitchen is home to love Punjab Eats, Veganish, Wings n All, and Pickle & Bowls
-CharCUTEerie pour moi, Mr.Cheezy, Sammies, Cups, The Sugar Shack, and Stuffed are all out of the same place on Spadina Cres. The address shows the concession behind the Remai Modern.

Throwaway account because I really want this to be anonymous, but I need help. I want to preface this by saying my partner is an outstanding father, and I have no reason to believe he is a child predator, I had severe PPA and I think at this point, it has just turned into generalized anxiety disorder. That said, I need some opinions about comments my partner has been making about our 17 month old daughter. They are infrequent, and mostly in context. For example, sometimes at diaper changes, she will shove her hands by her genitals, as I think most babies do. My partner has commented that she is feeling herself up, which I feel is strange to say about a toddler. He has made this comment a few times. Then last night, I was giving her a bath, and she was exploring her bellybutton. He walked in and said that he thought she was masturbating. Again, a strange comment and I told him she was playing with her bellybutton and she’s a bit young for that.
These are the only instances of him making strange, unnecessary comments. He has a weird sense of humor, and it’s possible these are his idea of jokes. Perhaps they are just that, and my anxiety is making me read too much into it, but I would really like some other perspectives about whether I need to be concerned there is something deeper here, and whether or not I should have a conversation with him about saying these things and how to go about that, because at best it is making me worried due to my own history of SA.

I requested my PA4 form on Thursday, and it arrived today (Monday). In this, there are quite a few different occasions of the assessor missing information and contradicting himself; I'll list a few instances below:
Acknowledges a need for prompting to eat and difficulty cutting food, but selects the 'Can take nutrition unaided' descriptor.
Records that I am unable to reach any part of my back while showering and am unable to reach below my knees due to my back pain and restricted movement, but doesn't choose the descriptor that describes reaching between the shoulders and waist or lower body. (Also uses the fact I take buses to somehow explain that I can get out of a bath unaided - which I can't do - ??)
Used the fact I sing as proof that I can 'reliably express and understand verbal information independently', despite previously acknowledging my tendencies to misinterpret conversations and instructions.
In the actual assessment, the assessor stated that he thought I was struggling during the assessment (I have audio recording of this), yet chose 'Can engage with other people unaided' and stated that I was 'not anxious, agitated, or tense', despite the previous claim and the fact that I stated numerous times in the assessment that I was shaking due to anxiety.
Acknowledged the fact I often get lost even on familiar journeys, cannot take indirect journeys and avoid undertaking any journeys without necessity, yet chose the descriptor 'Can plan and follow the route of a journey unaided'
Stated that I could provide 'social, functional. condition and medication history without any prompting' despite my saying (while assessment was being recorded) that I would be reading from a document that had been prepared to prompt me during the assessment.
He also contacted my doctor to give him information when I explicitly said I did not give him consent to (he noted that he did not have consent to pass information on, yet told my doctor he did).
He has recommended 11 points for daily living and 8 for mobility, which I'm not complaining about; I know others have had much worse experiences, but I was predicted upwards of 12 points for both components, so I'm not exactly sure what to do. Is there a way I can flag these discrepancies or, if I get awarded PIP, should I just wait until a review date (recommended 2 years by assessor) to tell them again of the issues I face? On a similar note, how different are most people's actual awards to the assessor's recommendations?

I need to select my dorm for next year and I am currently in Laurel-Double Room. I am thinking about selecting Laurel-Double Room, Private Bath instead. The problem is idk what rooms are like that. I've looking at the building map but I cant figure out which rooms are like this. https://virtualhousing.njit.edu/sites/virtualhousing/files/maps/laurel.htm?page=3
Does anyone know?

When I(24f) was 15 we got a “family” dog named pancake. He was for the family but I did most of the caretaking. I trained him, fed him, walked him, bathed him and gave him his medicine. The only thing my parents and sister did was take care of the finances for him. The only time they did any caretaking for him was when I was physically unable to like when I was gone for a week on a trip. And during that week I got constant texts and calls from them complaining about the dog or asking how to do something. The only good thing about being the main one who took care of him was that I was his favorite so he always choose to be near me and although they never said anything I could tell that upset them.
When the time came for me to move out I wanted to take pancake with me. My parents didn’t let me because he wasn’t just mine. I was upset but there wasn’t anything I could do. Well despite them choosing to keep pancake with them they kept complaining to me about him. He wouldn’t stop barking, he was chewing on stuff and peeing inside the house. My parents both work full time so they couldn’t take proper care of him and he was away from me was most likely the reason for his acting out. I tried to tell them this and instead of just letting me take him they suggested that I come back home during the day to take care of him. They said since I work from home I could just bring my work there. I of course refused and told them, they wanted to keep him so he’s their responsibility now.
About two weeks later I get a call from my dad telling me to come get him. He chewed on my dad’s laptop that he left out and that was the last straw for them. When I went get him both of my parents were giving me the silent treatment. I tried contacting them later but they were being very cold.
When I told a friend about what happened they said I could have made some kind of compromise, they loved the dog just as much as I did so loosing the dog plus having both kids move out probably has them heartbroken and lonely. Hearing this made me feel like an asshole. My girlfriend told me I shouldn’t feel upset because they were neglecting him and it was unfair of them to expect me to disrupt my lifestyle so they could keep him. I still feel like there was maybe something else I could have done.

I'm taking a night train to Venice (Venezia San Lucia) and accidentally booked a cabin without a shower or even a private washbasin. The train will be arriving at 5:30 a.m. and check in at the hostel isn't until later in the morning- not to mention it's not close to the train station and will likely require paying for a ferry to get to it and back.
So my question to you all is: are there showers for hire in or around the Venezia San Lucia train station? Even a sponge bath would be better than nothing, but I'm not sure if there's anywhere with a private sink that I can strip down and wash up in at the station.
Any other ideas to solve my problem are appreciated! I'm not thrilled with the idea of baby wipes and dry shampoo...

Sunday morning rolls around and my family and I get ready to head to the markets as per our weekly ritual. When we arrived we parked and head into the racecourse where the markets were held.
We were walking around for about 30 mins or so before my mum found an antique stall. She fell in love with a wooden TV unit.
It was beautifully stained oak wood, with stained glass on the side cupboard doors and solid oak on the front cupboards. As soon as she saw it she bought it instantly and got her now, ex husband to take it to the car, it was too heavy for any of my sibling and I to help, so we all ended up going to the car.
Once the unit was loaded in and my mum was satisfied it was well hidden and safe, we headed back to the stall as my mum had seen a bookcase and chest that looked to be a set with the unit.
We arrived back at the same spot but the stall had disappeared. My mum asked the neighbouring stalls if they know where the antique stall had gone and everyone said the same thing: “There are no antique stalls here.”
Defeated and confused my mum decided that that was it for the markets and we headed home.
First night the unit was brought into the house, I heard loud knocking coming from the living room. It grew louder an only continued for about 30 seconds, but was enough to make me sleep under my blanket the rest of the night in 30°C.
Next morning after walking into the kitchen to get ready for school feeling like death, I saw that my older brother and mum had similar tiredness as me.
I was too tired to ask, but thankfully my brother did it anyways and come to find out they both heard the exact same knocking from the night before. It happened daily.
2 weeks later, it got worse. At around 2/3am the couples of weeks after, I saw a figure standing in my doorway looking away from me. Took my chance and slipped under my blanket again. This continued happening and the figure kept creeping closer and closer every night I awoke.
2 days later my mum encountered a man in a wheel chair sitting at the end of her bed staring at her and her ex, watching them sleep.
On the same night my my older brother saw a woman float past his room at the back of the house facing the backyard with only her upper half, the window was only on the top 1/3rd of the wall, so about 3-4 meters above ground.
My mums ex didn’t believe her until he woke up one day in the middle of the night, this has now been about 3 days after my brothers sighting. That was the final straw for us.
We found a new rental within 2 days and left everything behind. To whoever moved in after us, we hope you made it. We hope you were able to stay hidden. We hope you were able to stay quiet.

I sit in almost every single shower I take. I'm on my feet all day the last thing I wanna do is stand more when I'm trying to relax.
I'll get in, bathe, wash my hair, brush my teeth all within like 5 minutes then I'll just sit for 10 to 15 minutes and zone out and get some thinking done.

I’ve(28F) have been dating this guy(40M) for over a year and the beginning of this year things started to get rocky( found messages that I’d consider emotional cheating) and I wanted to work through them but getting him to work through them has been tough. Recently I brought it up in conversation just checking him with him that he’s following the boundaries we’ve discussed & also had an unanswered question that popped into my head about the messages I had found. That turned into a huge argument and he told me he’s done but I wasn’t able to leave due to it being night & had a couple of drinks so in the morning I asked him if he meant it and he took it back and things were okay for about a day. This all happened Thursday night. Saturday evening we were suppose to make supper at 5:00, he had stuff to do during the day so I went and got groceries around 5:00 so we could start as soon as I got to his house. I had got there and realized he was still with his father ( who I haven’t met) and his coworkers car was also there so I went for a drive for an hour then went back and his father still was there so I gave it another half an hour and his car was gone but the coworkers was still there, I had called and texted but no response but I didn’t want to interrupt if they were having a drink so I waited a total of 3 and a half hours & two calls unanswered along with two texts not answered. After 3.5 hours I finally just knocked on his door and it ended up that he had fallen asleep after his father left 2 hours ago so we he answered the door I was pretty mad after waiting for that long and had a really bad day. I know I raised my voice and asked why he wouldn’t have texted me when his father left, he knew we had plans to make supper. & I know I closed the door hard when I went outside for a minute. I told him I had a terrible day and needed a bath. As I was running the bath he came into the bathroom and told me he was done and to leave. I had just smoked a joint and started a drink so I told him I can’t leave. I tried talking to him after my bath but he still continued to say he’s done & he can’t deal with me coming in there on fire like that. I stayed there the night and we even went to bed together and cuddled and got breakfast and took a nap but when we woke up and I asked him where we stand he said he’s still done. He had to go to his parents by the time we woke up so i only took what I absolutely needed. Before I left I told him how much I love him & honestly I felt like he was my one true love and how I didn’t want to lose him. He did start tearing up but then it was time to go. I asked him to check in with me later that night but he hasn’t talked to me since I left yesterday afternoon & I haven’t messaged him either. I love him so much and want to make it work. Do I ask him today to get the rest of my stuff & hope a day has been enough?Do I wait a couple of days, hope he calms down? I’ve known from the beginning that he has serious commitment issues but I’m so stupidly in love.
TLDR; My boyfriend told me he’s done after something I believe isn’t that bad, if anything it’s bad on his part. I still love him so much. I still have all my stuff there, he’s had a day without any contact. Should I wait longer and hope it gives him more time to calm down or just ask tonight?

Hey guys! I hope the admissions cycle is treating you all well. I’m a current 1L at the University of Minnesota and I live in a Law Fraternity House. We are currently recruiting for next academic year’s members. More information is below:
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Look what yall did, if I see any of you mfs asking for shit again im gonna find your precise location and send a pack of starved rabid dobermans inside your home so I can bath in your family's blood
I will find you

I am renovating my mansard apartment and need some ideas for living room and kitchen.
There is already a plan for kitchen (which kinda looked the most optimal rn), but technically you can still remake it (sink and dishwasher cannot be moved tho).
But the most important part is living room and dining table, because I just dont know how and where should I place it (I would like to have table for 3 people on each side), so there would be still enough room for walking around. I would like to have it a bit modernish, so if you maybe have any extra idea (or pinterest url), let me know.
Have in mind that this is mansard, so the wall on the bottom of the pic is only around 140cm tall, then the roof goes with 22°.
If you need any other detail, let me know!
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In September 2020, I lost my job as a dishwasher at a restaurant in town because my former bosses retired from owning and managing the restaurant and the new owner brought in new staff. I then collected employment insurance and had started to look for a new job, when I started my medical journey that resulted in my breast cancer diagnosis. A couple months ago, I had a conversation with a physiotherapist and she said because of the lymph nodes that they took out (12-14), I will have issues regulating my body temperature and because a restaurant kitchen is quite warm for a sustained period of time, I can't really work in a kitchen anymore. In addition to those issues, I also have anxiety and depression issues that really limit where I can work. So my mom suggested that I revamp my book blog and see if I can try to monetize my blog and earn an income from that. I posted what I was hoping to do on a number of community pages on Facebook and one response that I got that basically said it wasn't viable, got me spinning and I don't know what I should end up doing. I still don't know when my second surgery will be, but I know it will be fairly soon. I don't know what options are there out for me, other than getting my library skills freshened up. I would like to do something that I could do at my own pace and preferably at home. I only really need an extra few hundred bucks each month in addition to my disability pension that I get from my provincial government. My anxiety is such that I sometimes can't function properly and it takes me awhile to calm down and I have outbursts every now and then. I also find long lines very much anxiety inducing (I once worked at a trade show centre and worked a cash till and it wasn't a good fit) and I take medication for depression and anxiety as well.

NK(1) had the worst blowout of my 10 year career. Poop CAKEDDDDD down each leg and up his back. When I pulled his pants off chunks flew out everywhere—my hand went straight in. And as I’m trying to hold his legs and grab the chucks with a wipe he proceeds to WWE style worm the lower half of his body into the air and body slam himself into his shit—flinging it everywhere around the room yet again. Which he does over and over out of frustration. He then waffle stomps his feet directly in it and got it in every toe crevice and toenail. I went through half a pack of wipes cleaning it up to the best of my ability and had to bathe him TWICCCCCE to get the water to be clear.
Pray for me 😭😭😭😭 I’m shell shocked

Hi, this is my first post here and I'm still kinda beginer... Did my first pour 5 days ago in SAB. I used PDA from fresh potatoes.
500ml - water 200g - potatoes 10g of agar 10g of honey
I waited to see if thoese dishes are clean before inoculation and took one, opened it and swung it few times around my kitchen to see if I catch contams and then taped it with parafilm to see how it looks first hand. (This was done around 3-4 hours after pouring)
Thing that concerns me is that it looks like all dishes are look clean without visible contam (at least that's how it looks like to me) including THE CONTROLL dish that I intentionally exposed to outside air. This makes me think I did some mistake there. Are my concerns justified or is it just beginer luck/anxiety?
Hope I don't use some terms incorrectly. O
Edit: typo