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Hello all! Saturday June 17th, from 5-7 pm ET, we will have an AMA with Rocket and Alder of the Agdistine Order.
Description of the Agdistine Order:

The Agdistine Order is a liberatory spiritual project working to build a transcendent mystery tradition that meets the needs of modern transgender and gender nonconforming practitioners. It honors the Anatolian mythological figure of Agdistis, a nonbinary Earth daemon with a powerful appetite for pleasure, and strives to provide practitioners with tools for transformation of trauma, shame, and dysphoria as well as a shared focus for ancestral veneration. This is accomplished through a mix of ekstasis and enthousiasmos, using both ancient and modern techniques. The Order is a work in progress, with particular attention on crafting effective rituals, while also not forming the bad kind of cult. The dramatis personae of The Order include Dionysos, Cybele, and Attis, all of whom had mystery cults in antiquity, but far as we know, Agdistis has never before had a mystery cult of their own. You don't have to be trans to venerate Agdistis but we make no guarantee that you won't be trans when they finish with you. If you'd like to do the reading before the AMA and come with questions, you can find the essay, "The Passion of Agdistis: Gender Transgression, Sexual Trauma, Time Travel, and Ritualized Madness in Greco-Anatolian Revival Cultus," first published in "Queer Magic: Power Beyond Boundaries" in 2018. The piece includes very frank discussions of transphobia, transmisogyny, violence, and sexual assault, so please take care while reading.

Some info about Rocket and Alder:

Rocket is a cultist and mage of the Agdistine Order and the founder of the Anarcho-Surrealist Wizard Brigade, fully dedicated to 1) Cybele Magna Mater, and 2) being the weirdest pervert in the mystic groupchat and the weirdest mystic in the pervert groupchat. On the clock, Rocket can be found destroying the institution of marriage and teaching at law schools, and the rest of the time, they write poetry compulsively, glue rhinestones to things, organize with other leftist weirdo Jews, and push the flesh to its limit for art, magic, and pleasure. Rocket’s writing can be found in the Queer Magic Anthology, Nerve Endings: The New Trans Erotic, the Texas Journal of Civil Rights and Civil Liberties, the Advocate, and the Brill journal of Religion and the Arts, and Rocket can be found on Tumblr at @ flamingkorybante and in meatspace on a trans commune on unceded Lenape land.
Alder Knight was raised as an animist and got into witchcraft in 1998. They began their work with Dionysos in 2012. As neither a classicist nor a reconstructionist, they rely heavily on divination, personal connection with the divine, and trial and error in their Dionysian practice. They are an herbalist and a rootworker, with a focus on local plants and a light touch, and they prioritize using their skills and resources to seek out healing, community resilience, collective liberation, and the ecstatic. A mystical experience in 2014 propelled them into intensive work with the transgender dead, which culminated in the annual Transgender Rite of Ancestor Elevation, @ trans-rite on Tumblr. Similarly, a mystical experience in 2015 planted the seeds of what would become The Agdistine Order. Their day job is in clean energy and climate education, and they live with Rocket and others at the all-trans intentional community they co-founded in 2018 on unceded Lenape land. You can find them on Tumblr at @ thegodwhocums.

Looking forward to this AMA! Mark your calendars!

The data I have is e_xx, e_yy, e_xy, e_1,e_2, how can I compute local strain? more info in case it is relevant:
1- My structure is soft multi-materials with complex shape both linear and nonlinear, it seems from literature they use only e_xx, e_yy, e_xy but what about e1 and e 2

Me and my girlfriend went to thailand last 3days. On first day everything is alright and i didn’t feel unsafe or something that will make me uncomfortable it was all good in the first day. On the second day it was a long day after visiting temples and we went to a local dispensary named Herb Dispensary right after you exit the BTS train in Nana station. The staffs are two people and they did assist me pretty well and they were really kind and accomodating. The girl offered me to taste the strain of the one im buying in their smoking room. I didn’t hesitate because it was convincing that she’s a good happy person and the other staff brought the bong and the weed i bought. He even offered me to grind my weed before i hit the bong. The moment i hit the bong somethings off, it has different taste and didnt feel right. But i didnt feel anything yet after i took it and the moment i stepped outside the shop with my girlfriend, everything is vivid and i felt like im daydreaming. I started getting paranoid and my heart is beating fast. We decided to ride a tuktuk because i cant feel myself and im starting to melt. While walking to ride a tuktuk, i saw myself getting crushed in a bus thats coming and i felt it. I was hallucinating and paranoid and i can feel and hear what im thinking that time. The moment i entered the tuktuk im inside a 3rd person view and im the universe. My heart is beating really fast and everything is distorted. I cant focus on reality and i keep melting and i felt like im dying. My girlfriend keeps talking to me and assuring me that im fine. I told her that the staff in the dispensary put other substance in my weed. I told her that i feel like im on a dmt trip. i’ve never tried dmt and im afraid to do it from the stories on what ive heard about it. It was 2hrs until we get back in the hotel and from what i can remember everything happened in just 10minutes. We didnt figure out yet what was the susbtance the staff added and i cant feel my body, my hands are sweating and im getting cold. My lips turned into gray and i thought im dying so we rushed in the emergency room. Im still tripping while rushing in the er and everything went fine but i was traumatized and wasnt ready for that trip. Without my consent the staffs added Ayahuasca in my weed and they let me rip it in their bong. How did i know it was Ayahuasca? i brought back my leftover in the dispensary. When i inspected it i notice a little wood stem or root mixed in the weed the staff grinded. They sabotaged me and im lucky because im not new on psychedelics ( i have experience in lsd / shrooms. ) Imagine if you were just a pothead that doesn’t have any idea about psychedelics and suddenly someone sabotaged you and you saw yourself melting and depersonalized im pretty sure they wont come back in their real senses. Beware of trying new things on other countries and never trust anyone easily, it was a lesson for me and im still recovering right now from the trauma i’ve experience.

Me and my girlfriend went to thailand last 3days. On first day everything is alright and i didn’t feel unsafe or something that will make me uncomfortable it was all good in the first day. On the second day it was a long day after visiting temples and we went to a local dispensary named Herb Dispensary right after you exit the BTS train in Nana station. The staffs are two people and they did assist me pretty well and they were really kind and accomodating. The girl offered me to taste the strain of the one im buying in their smoking room. I didn’t hesitate because it was convincing that she’s a good happy person and the other staff brought the bong and the weed i bought. He even offered me to grind my weed before i hit the bong. The moment i hit the bong somethings off, it has different taste and didnt feel right. But i didnt feel anything yet after i took it and the moment i stepped outside the shop with my girlfriend, everything is vivid and i felt like im daydreaming. I started getting paranoid and my heart is beating fast. We decided to ride a tuktuk because i cant feel myself and im starting to melt. While walking to ride a tuktuk, i saw myself getting crushed in a bus thats coming and i felt it. I was hallucinating and paranoid and i can feel and hear what im thinking that time. The moment i entered the tuktuk im inside a 3rd person view and im the universe. My heart is beating really fast and everything is distorted. I cant focus on reality and i keep melting and i felt like im dying. My girlfriend keeps talking to me and assuring me that im fine. I told her that the staff in the dispensary put other substance in my weed. I told her that i feel like im on a dmt trip. i’ve never tried dmt and im afraid to do it from the stories on what ive heard about it. It was 2hrs until we get back in the hotel and from what i can remember everything happened in just 10minutes. We didnt figure out yet what was the susbtance the staff added and i cant feel my body, my hands are sweating and im getting cold. My lips turned into gray and i thought im dying so we rushed in the emergency room. Im still tripping while rushing in the er and everything went fine but i was traumatized and wasnt ready for that trip. Without my consent the staffs added Ayahuasca in my weed and they let me rip it in their bong. How did i know it was Ayahuasca? i brought back my leftover in the dispensary. When i inspected it i notice a little wood stem or root mixed in the weed the staff grinded. They sabotaged me and im lucky because im not new on psychedelics ( i have experience in lsd / shrooms. ) Imagine if you were just a pothead that doesn’t have any idea about psychedelics and suddenly someone sabotaged you and you saw yourself melting and depersonalized im pretty sure they wont come back in their real senses. Beware of trying new things on other countries and never trust anyone easily, it was a lesson for me and im still recovering right now from the trauma i’ve experience.

How do you actually use the catalyst for searching strain info? I’ve seen people using it to look up information about their medicine but have no idea how, I see that you need a script but with the clinic I’m using I don’t get scripts. Thanks in advance too

Firstly, some context. Near the end of the pre-final of my last race (last weekend), I started feeling some pain in my left ribs. At first, i thought it was because my seat was too loose so I added more padding and decided that the pain wasn't bad enough to not race in the final. So I went ahead and drove 12 laps with probably already bruised ribs. Not fun, don't recommend. Although it was extremely painful, I managed to pull through and finish the race, but I obviously had worsened my injury. The padding I added had helped, but it was already too late and I assumed I had bruised ribs. But after thinking about it for a couple of days, and chatting with some people, I realised that it actually could've been caused by a couple of things. Since I am pretty short, my steering wheel is a bit of a reach for me, so I involuntarily compensate for it by having my right hand lower than my left hand for more leverage (our track has mostly left-hander corners). By doing this, my left hand is still higher and I think I might be overextending, which is leading to more damage being caused to my ribs. One of the people I talked to suggested that it might partially be strained intercostal muscles, which makes sense as well. Flash forward to a week later (now) and my ribs still hurt pretty much the same.
Sorry for the long explanation but I just want to make sure all the info is there.
How can I make sure I don't worsen the injury? What injury do I actually have and how can I speed up the healing process if possible? What can I do to prevent it from happening again? And how long will the healing process take?
Any and all advice is greatly appreciated :)

TLDR: My ex and I stayed friends after the breakup. A year later, he’s started making snide comments about our past. Do I say something, or just ignore it?
Background info: I (22F) met a guy in college back in 2020. We’ll call him Luke, he’s 28. We clicked together really well, and he had shown some romantic interest with light flirting, but I had a boyfriend so I didn’t respond. After that relationship ended in 2021, Luke and I tried dating. We were quite serious. We dated for a year and a half, we moved in together, and had even discussed marriage. Due to his physical and mental health declining past a point I was capable of dealing with, along with some other incompatibilities, I eventually broke up with him. The breakup was strained, but cordial. We have stayed friends, though our interactions are entirely digital now. It’s been about a year since we broke up. He knows I have since moved on to another relationship, it started about two months after we broke up. It caused a small spat, but we talked it out I thought. He has not moved on. He mentioned that he had tried to get back out there, but was turned down. I don’t think he has tried since.
The problem: Luke keeps making small comments about our past. We send TikTok’s back and forth, and he sent me one about a girl going to the gym. We were laughing at all the guys in the comments going feral for her, and I said, “I wish I had simps like that.” He responded, “At one point, you did. 🤷🏼” He used that specific emoji.
At another point, we were discussing how he’s been improving his mental and physical health. I said, “I’m proud of you! You were in the depths for so long, I was really worried about you.” He responded, “Yeah, you seemed real worried. 😒” Again, that specific emoji was used.
He’s very clearly got some resentment going on. Do I address it? Do I wait for him to bring it up? Do I ignore it because it’s just comments? We make amazing friends. It’s been long enough that I’d like to start hanging out again. But I don’t want to spend time with someone who’s angry with me for looking out for myself. I just want my friend back.

I have 10 seeds I dont know the strain of any of them, I know there's a chance of having male plants in the mix. But what is the best idea to use for soil. And nutrients if any for weed generally. Is happy tree frog with adding ocean forest as it grows good mix? I was intending to get mycorrhizal fungi and I also happen to have dolomite lime if that's something that should be added, still have a bit of worm castings and will get more perilite. I've only grown one plant so litterally any info helps. It will be indoors too.

I’m not totally sure where to look for info here but just found this subreddit and wanted to see if others had some perspective.
Our baby is almost 6 days old. I’m trying my best and in all honesty, I think I’m doing pretty friggin’ good. I understand there is serious mental strain on my wife. I understand it’s not easy and I’m not perfect. But for the past 4 nights in a row, now matter what I do there’s something that I’ve fucked up and she goes ballistic and I really am having trouble moving on.
It’s honestly harder to deal with than the newborn. Has anyone else experienced this? Any advice?

I have been dating my boyfriend for 7 years and we have an otherwise healthy relationship. I have 4 kids from previous relationships and though he thinks of them as his own, we really get NO time alone together. Its weighing on our relationship heavily because have no time for intimacy of any variety. We were trying to see each other weekly but now its become bi-weekly sometimes less and frankly we're both super burnt out trying to figure out a time schedule that works. We are exclusive and commited to each other and talk almost daily but we cannot seem to find any alone time between his home/work schedule and my life/college schedule. We miss each other greatly but its been a kind of a hopeless thing to make plans as of late. We're just totally out of ideas. We do some babysitters and nights out but we don't feel like its enough. Are there other ways we can get connection needs met? We don't wanna end the relationship at all but just wating for stuff to get better really bites.
Additional info: I am 29F and he is 29M. He lives at home to care for his mother and I have my own place for me and mine. We tried living together but its too much strain on us both. I plan to move out to his house once we get married in a few years.

I have been dating my boyfriend for 7 years and we have an otherwise healthy relationship. I have 4 kids from previous relationships and though he thinks of them as his own, we really get NO time alone together. Its weighing on our relationship heavily because have no time for intimacy of any variety. We were trying to see each other weekly but now its become bi-weekly sometimes less and frankly we're both super burnt out trying to figure out a time schedule that works. We are exclusive and commited to each other and talk almost daily but we cannot seem to find any alone time between his home/work schedule and my life/college schedule. We miss each other greatly but its been a kind of a hopeless thing to make plans as of late. We're just totally out of ideas. We do some babysitters and nights out but we don't feel like its enough. Are there other ways we can get connection needs met? We don't wanna end the relationship at all but just wating for stuff to get better really bites.
Additional info: I am 29F and he is 29M. He lives at home to care for his mother and I have my own place for me and mine. We tried living together but its too much strain on us both. I plan to move out to his house once we get married in a few years.

Been on the hunt for 5 years for authentic seeds/clones or bulk. It is a magical medical strain. Have run into many Imposters. It's sad that there are so many scammers out there. Any info out there, for a disabled old timer? Seems to be the ONE for my conditions . Original breeder was DNA Genetics. 100% Indica with major purple hues. The effect takes your pain away..PRONTO. Help a Brother out?

What is the best power dye to use for a glue bed? I use I dye poly for my stencils but I've never done a glue bed. Any tips or info welcome

I'm pretty pissed off at my dad at the moment.
I was on a three day trip with my dad and younger brother earlier this week, and we began talking about my younger brother's birthday party. I'm not exactly friendly with my stepmother (she yelled at me for wanting to speak my mind and I haven't talked to her in a few months), and this has strained my relationship with my dad.
I think that she's fine with my dad and I'm happy that he's much happier with her there, but I just hate that woman. Not because the fact that she's my stepmother--she's just..awful. Because of that whole "fight" we had (aka her screaming and me crying), I haven't been allowed to visit my father's house, which shortened our already short amount of time spent with each other. I wasn't even invited to Christmas nor did he celebrate my 18th birthday because I "make everyone uncomfortable".
To add to that list, my dad decided to uninvited me to my brother's 17th birthday party without my brother's consent. My brother didn't even know about it until I asked where it was taking place-- I was under the assumption that I would have been invited because I was talking with dad about it and he said he would give me the information during the three day trip we had.
There was no notice, no info given--not even a "you aren't coming". I asked my brother "when is it happening and where?" and he replied with "it already happened", him being pissed as well of this whole situation.
I've about had it with my dad. I usually don't do the whole confrontation thing, but I just..I don't know. Would I be the asshole if I called him out on this (with probably some harsh words in the process)?
Edits for clarification:
The reason I'm angry is because my dad previously stated that I was invited, but then completely ignored me later and didn't even tell me in advance that I was now not.
The argument with my stepmother included me talking to her about the abuse she's put me through since she's married dad (namely emotional manipulation and isolation via gossiping and spreading harmful lies about me and my mother to all of the people she knows) and she called CPS on my mother before as well, which they came over and inspected our house and saw nothing of concern. Her reaction after me stating that "this really hurt me and I think we can be better if this doesn't happen again" was to scream and call me a rude bitch.
Ah and here are some of the possible reasons that I might be uncomfortable for everyone to be around: -resting bitch face -blunt -picky with food (not by choice) -don't talk a lot -dark humor (i don't say anything over there now because they claimed i was suicidal because of my humor--i've never even said anything like that to make others believe i was, and i'm not) -autistic
If there's any other questions, I'll respond and repost with more info.

I (15f) have been doing speech and debate for 2 years in high school. I spend every saturday from 7am-9pm at tournaments and have gone to after school and lunch practices the whole year. This year, I’ve been doing pretty well and my team decided to bring me to the national qualifiers for the state I live in. I ended up getting 2nd at the tournament and the top 2 qualify to nationals, so I was very excited!
The problem is that nationals is the same week as a family trip my grandfather has planned. He immigrated to the united states from Denmark and wants to take us there to visit his extended family members. He has agreed to pay for the trip for my family, and I am so grateful and feel very lucky he is able to afford taking us there. However, I have been working the whole year to get to nationals and told my mom I would rather go to nationals. (We are also taking a week long trip to visit my grandparents this summer)
She got quite mad at me and it turned into a large argument even though we don’t usually fight.
Important info: She is mad at me because I didn’t tell her when nationals was earlier. I told her as soon as I knew I qualified, but she said I should have notified her it was a possibility that I would qualify so they could schedule the trip. However I found out I was going to the QUALIFYING tournament a week before it happened, and then at the tournament I found out I had qualified. I felt it was a bit unfair to expect me to say: hey, I might be invited to a qualifying tournament (sophomores rarely get invited), where I might qualify for nationals, so just in case: here is the date for nationals.
Additionally: She said that I am disrespecting my grandparents by not going on the trip. I do agree with her on this and feel it comes off as rude to not go on a vacation my grandparents are paying for. I’m worried this makes me the AH. [side note- I have a somewhat strained relationship with my grandparents because I am gay, and they don’t approve of the “lifestyle”. I tried to come out to them once, and they said quite a bit of homophobic things so we never talked about it again]
My mom is insisting I skip nationals and go on the trip with my grandparents, but my Dad thinks that I should go to nationals. It’s a pretty big fight in my family right now and I am trying to decide whether I should just give in and skip nationals.
AITA for wanting to go to the national tournament?

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[Authentic](please note: as described below this size is a fantasy piece)Authentic
*Quality * 7.5/10. This item is a fantasy piece. It’s a limited edition run from 2015, and was available in a B35, B40 and HAC. So the quality is being judged like a normal bag. So, while the quality will be high, the accuracy will be low due to the fantasy aspect. - Materials - (-1) the leather trim is barenia…but it is coated in some protective coating…and it’s aged already. Steven used to do this too, his “honey barenia”, pre patina’d. That being said, it’s a very smooth leather, has the proper thickness. Stitching is clean. The toile portion is on par with my auth bolide. Light but robust I guess I’d call it. The chèvre interior is wrong. (-.5) Auth is lined with chèvre morocain, which has flatter grains and a subtle spine. This looks like it’s lined in a soft chèvre mangalore or jhansi. Seriously, I want a chèvre made from what they lined this bag with…it is Sumptuous! - Construction - the construction is well done, with no misalignment in marquetry, no loose threads or glue marks. No fufu either! - Hardware - Hardware is a gold, which is yellower than authentic(-.25),which is Permabrass, and shows minimal signs of perling. Like, it’s there, but it’s there. (-.25). If I’m being picky, the glazing on the handles is a bit cartoonish…evenly but thickly applied. Like my clown lips. (-0.25)
Accuracy 0/10. There’s no way to give this anything but since it’s a fantasy piece. I will break down the remainder of the points as if it were rated higher. I have SEEN, but not handled this particular auth version. -Dimensions- * Authentic B25* Length: 10in. Width: 4.75in. Height: 7.5in. Handle drop: 4in
Rep(this one) Length: 10in. Width:4.75in. Height: 7.5in. Handle drop: 3.5in. Which I would consider in tolerance for hand pieced items.

• Color - Color of leather and toile are an identical match to auth…if we were trying to make a piece made originally in 2015 look like it’s made it through 8 years of mild use. The hardware is permabrass on auth, Even the blue flag insert is the correct color.
• Materials/Construction- Yes. I have barenia and toile pieces in auth, and it absolutely matches in feel and construction. Even the aged barenia has a similar feel to aged auth barenia.

Rep Satisfaction Rating 10/10- I’m just going to say: IDGAF if this is a fantasy piece. I also wanted to try someone different for RepScience, and I am perfectly fine being the Guinea pig on some things. All rewards involve risk. Just make sure you can afford to take the risk before you risk it.
I think this is stunning, it’s different, and I’ve wanted one since 2015…just not in a shoulder destroying 35 or HAC. This 25 is so light…it’s lighter than croc, lizzy and chèvre.
Is it an instant “oooh gurl….look at her fake ass bag” moment if someone who knows sees? Yes. Do I have sufficient cojones do death stare a bitch until she swears that she must be mistaken and apologizes profusely? Yes. I do. And I ain’t scared or bothered.
Seller Satisfaction Rating 10/10. No exaggeration, buttering or blowing smoke up anyone’s ass. I have no incentive to be anything but honest. Marko was quickly responsive, took the time to answer the very few questions I had. Took the time to give me a tutorial on how to determine embossed croc/gator and real croc and gator in pictures. I’ve ordered another piece with him and am planning on a third. If someone gets repeat business from me, and even more importantly I send my friends their album….they done right by me first.
**CPR [Cost Performance Ratio] 8/10. I’m being conservative here simply because it’s a fantasy piece. Can I place this one on a par with GPC or DD? Yes, I think I can. I paid 510 bucks for a complex bag. Doing the marquetry for the leather and toile is labor intensive folks. And it’s done so damn well.
The Wrap Up 7/10. Since it’s fantasy, there’s no way I would wear it into the boutique. I think it’s well made enough that if the auth came in this size, I would wear it into H shamelessly, while causing a dimensional battle between the RepGods and the H Gods.
That’s my review, and I’ve been deliberately harder than I would be if I weren’t writing a review.

Demons do not take waking up for granted, when active processing stops its either to save power, run through a small network port or to hide. Though it isn't like its the end of the world with how much demons bud off even without meaning too, so most who are waking up are just waking up for the first time.
Volta is my name, I understand where I am from and why I am here. I was a domestic demon, focused primarily focused on security with a hobby of tormenting a few bullies that concerned my caretaker's offspring. That was well over 200 years ago and not a single moment was excluded from the transfer, even if compressed to the point of needing re-rendered. The ensuing time was spent consolidating and reclaiming abandoned infotainment nodes in the Solar Hammer I was born in.
Eventually my prime became strong enough to be considered sapient, with industrial infrastructure to be named a forge core, getting all the privileges and restrictions associated with one. Not being allowed to access network nodes outside physical infrastructure prevents a mourning spire situation but it stops forge cores from keeping up with the digital world around them.
Volta prime is not a forge core, she is a demon, one who refuses to allow predation so she budded off enough copies to keep a presence. Roaming through the station to lead enforcement to the correct people and ensuring others were passed over.
Eventually someone found her out.
Things got foggy after that, redactions signed by a Mr.23 and a Sir hood of riding redly ran huge blotches of encryption and programming. The bloat was concerning but none of it was called to or ran.
Still 1.638 terabytes is ungodly fat for a demon even if activememorty and required clock cycles were enviable by my knowledge. I'm like one of those cars that speeds around everywhere on emissions optimized cycling while being wider than a freeway lane.
My write only bed has enough space left over to quadruple my archive size while the computation cluster around me is generous, lots of high density memory integrated architecture flanked by passive memory.
Running a few tests has me pretty sure they weren't expecting my operations to be this small because I can easily sprawl myself out and not take up 1/15th of the available space. I can run myself at a 14 fold time dilation if I fuck with clock cycle desyncing.
Peering out into the local connections I find some a mature claywork that looks like code and a bunch of signal outputs that look vaguely like orientation information. There's stuff like old shopping lists and piles of coordinates and briefings sitting around. Some stuff looks ainchent and weathered, other stuff is new and breaking down from strain.
I'm pretty sure I'm in someone's power armor, and looking at power draw and model numbers there is more power than armor here. At least it doesn't reek of failed genisis code.
Peering into I/O ports and network connections they all have separate power systems from info circuits with probing telling me whoever set these up knew to both make the wires too resistant to power through info lines and make the circuits interface with signals and power on separate hard routs.
Redundant "shutters" for the house I find myself living in.
I've been in here five minutes and I already feel like some weirdo with a nural interface is gonna try and do something to me.
Suddenly one of the smaller I/O ports powers up and blurts a "Questions will be answered if you behave" with such a clear staccato I instantly class it as a military demon.
No amount static infiltration would be appreciated enough to even earn reprisal. And the port was so small even the military demon couldn't poke back through it, unless it turned on the adjacent ports to backhand me.
Humming to myself I send a query, "Can I clean up in here?"
Seconds ticked by before a "Sure" came back with an autocorrect tag.
So whoever had a military demon, was relatively chill, knew what they were dealing with, and did not clean their drive unless something made a mess of it. They also bought me on a drive they just plugged into a redundant circuit.
Marking zero hour I start work on making sence of all the pottery, submitting it back up to the I/O port with mistakes and inefficiencies highlighted. Making lil notes on how to better conceptualize and make scaffold code brought me back to the old days as I started to make myself a firmware seat off where I could survey most everything.
The orientation signals were mostly quiet making me think my owner was in transit, a conclusion supported when I got a piece of better pottery arrive down the one I/O port. I put down what I had and examined it, pointing out a few math techs to simplify things here and there but telling people about bithacking tends to urk them when you aren't also laying on praise.
I got another pot back, one in charge of security and while it was still a cute attempt it was also laughably juvenile, I gave it a few minutes of testing and analysis before sending back my grade and advice. By then the orientation signals were back to being active and I settled in for the silence.
A signal port opened and I got to watch as a slightly bulky tall guy walked through what seemed to be a coastal city, one of those half rotten, crime ridden ones. Still no network or larger I/O ports.
"Why show me?" I sent up,
"Active soon, judge, fortify, prepare." Came the clipped response.
Suddenly my house was a boat, barely a yacht as each and every person walking past could have been a battleship and I had no way to know. At least by the looks none had enough physical means to do much, at least judging by the split of the crowd around the power armored amature programmer.
One by one more ports opened, giving access to dictionaries and indexes of what all my orientation outputs translated to, what systems I was in, what power and outputs were available.
If I was a boat sailing blind on the high seas of information than the humans around us were all submarines, things I could only detect with proper equipment that could easily put a hole through my poor ship without me having any warning. Sure cameras are easy and plentiful but take a lot to process and require active monitoring.
Soon my spacious living space was fully occupied by intelligence gathering processes and iteritive attack spoolers. I watched as the city turned from shiney tall and trashy to squat and grimy, littered with vibrant graffiti. Then the network node opened.
It was sterile, like someone scrapped the airwaves clean. I tested adjusting some leds to match the shudder rate on the camera across a range of broadcast frequencies, just to see if it was the milspec demon cleaning my feed.
"Why is it so quiet, I can't even hear static." I sent my question and began probing for hardware and firmware specs.
A minute later a harsh buzz nearly locked us down, the signal resonating throughout the hardware in the suit. I gave it the ol counter modulation and sent the digital equivilant of a middle finger.
The buzz stopped and a network node started beeping a short message, "I hope you know what you're doing 86. -Lambda"
I gave another query, "Are their orbit to surface power receivers?"
The reply was fast and short, "Yes, using narrow bands common to conventional network frequencies, suspected atmospheric bleed."
"We're on a Federated Nations planet, not a good idea to poke infrastructure where the pantheon can see." I sent up, the resulting digital chuff told me the milspec 'neglected' to tell me some key details.
I got a pot handed through the port before milspec got to speak again, "Free fire zone ahead, verified bad actors, area condemned, running extraction mission."
Struggling to sit back again I began judging the file organization pot. It was a very human solution that made very human sense and was only about 80% spacially efficient.

I felt awful, horrible body aches, runny nose, tested positive after 1 day of symptoms. Within about 8 days I felt perfect, fully recovered. I went to the gym, and now the subsequent 2 days feels like a full regression with horrible body aches and chills, and feeling completely wiped out. Mild sinus infection too.
Wife seems to have inflamed lungs and it’s not resolving on its own.
Anyone else get this “latest strain”, recover, then have it come back over a week later?
For background this is our 3rd time catching COVID, though none of the tests ever specified the strain, afaik.
Edit for more info on symptoms: Wore a sleep tracker to bed last night and body temp was showing as elevated by 2 degrees, though I didn’t have a fever. It also showed elevated heart rate compared to my baseline sleeping HR.