2025.01.27 19:40 Livid_Painting2285 Is anyone in a season that is not winter?
Can I come to your island for a bit to fish, catch bugs and find sea creatures? I think I've caught all the winter stuff now so I'm a bit bored and want another season but I don't want to time travel yet.
I can bring fruits/veg alor flowers? I won't take anything like that off your island either.
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2025.01.27 19:40 Cold-Plate-153 Is this Gpdzilla in episode 4???
Idk why but this guy in masquerade looks strikingly similar to Godzilla. Is this a reference, or am I just overreacting this. submitted by Cold-Plate-153 to hazbin [link] [comments] |
2025.01.27 19:40 BeautyAndBugs Anybody live at Brandon woods?
I’m moving there in a couple months & would like to get measurements on a couple things
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2025.01.27 19:40 Drext833 Freddie Mercury backstage vocal warmup
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2025.01.27 19:40 progresspixels I want one so bad but I'm nowhere near a city
I love the look of every single mini moto Honda has to offer. I want to buy every single one in production right now. I also wanted a z50.
I live 25-30 minutes away to any city. So it's all highway whenever I have to go somewhere. I can't justify buying these little guys. Anyone else feel the same? I ended up getting an r3 a few months back and I'm not really a fan of it.
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2025.01.27 19:40 Majestic_Tourist_513 From which supplier do I get the best SADBE
Hello. I discovered SADBE today and have zero knowledge about it. I have discovered two suppliers so far that seem to be popular in this thread.
Square Imunne: https://www.square-immune.com
China by Lilliana Hu https://www.ecplaza.net/products/sadbe-cas-2892-62-8-dibutyl-4979913
Are the products basically the same or are there differences in quality/effect? I know that the host of this thread DoAWhat have confirmed that the one from china is effective.
Thanks in advance.
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2025.01.27 19:40 readysetinvest Am I a Fool for agreeing to this?
Am I (38M) a fool for agreeing to these terms that my wife (36) wrote up for a “trial separation. I didn’t sign anything but verbally agreed to it. I felt it was more an ultimatum - she was going to file for divorce if I didn’t agree.
2025.01.27 19:40 Littledaschund Különleges alakú táska
Sziasztok!☺️ Olyan kézi táskát keresek, ami nem csak kézben, hanem vállon átvetve keresztpánttal is hordható, közepes méretű, de valami különlegesebb alakú, mint a szokásos. Hasonlóra gondolok, mint a képen. Maximum árban 25 000.-Ft-ra gondoltam. Aki tud merev oldalú különlegesebb alakú táskát, dobjon nekem egy tippet.☺️ Nagyon köszi!🥰 submitted by Littledaschund to divat [link] [comments] |
2025.01.27 19:40 WallflowerShakti Alternative to Facebook Marketplace?
I'm looking to sell a used washer and dryer, but I don't have Facebook....
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2025.01.27 19:40 Flimsy-Ad-518 Yall rocking with the new NANA shirt I bought?
Bought from @/Shonenthread on insta when they had a sale but they are now sold out and it was from a drop awhile ago they just had left over B grade versions of the shirt! submitted by Flimsy-Ad-518 to NanaAnime [link] [comments] |
2025.01.27 19:40 Stunning_Program_960 Roommate wanted. Part 4
When they finally arrived back at the house, Nuria parked the car in the driveway and turned off the engine. Tim sighed, his feet throbbing from being crammed into the too-small shoes Nuria had insisted he wear. He glanced at her, hoping she wouldn’t notice his discomfort, but of course, she did.
As they stepped out of the car, Nuria leaned casually against the door, lighting a cigarette. She gave him a knowing look. “What’s wrong, Timmy? You look like you’re about to keel over.”
Tim hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s the shoes. They’re, uh... not exactly my size.”
Nuria tilted her head, smirking. “Not your size? But they look so cute on you.” She flicked her cigarette to the ground and stepped on it. “Tell you what—you can take them off… after you’ve unloaded the car. Every single bag and box. Deal?”
Tim sighed, already knowing he didn’t have much of a choice. “Fine,” he muttered.
He trudged to the back of the car and popped open the trunk. There was a surprising amount of luggage, given that Nuria had claimed she’d already thrown out some of her old clothes. He started hauling everything out, piece by piece, feeling the pinch of the shoes with every step.
As he carried the final two bags toward the house, Nuria appeared in the doorway, leaning against the frame with her arms crossed.
“Oh, Timmy,” she said sweetly, though her tone carried a hint of mockery. “You don’t mind showing me to my room, do you? I want to see where I’ll be staying.”
Tim hesitated. “Can I at least change into my regular shoes first? These are killing me.”
Nuria’s expression hardened, and she fixed him with a pointed stare. “Timmy. Did I say you could take them off yet?”
Tim gulped, quickly shaking his head. “No, no, you didn’t.”
“Good,” she said, her voice softening into a syrupy tone again. “Then keep them on. They suit you.” She flashed him a sly, almost teasing smile and gestured for him to follow her.
“After you,” she said, motioning toward the stairs.
Tim led her up the staircase, carrying the last of her bags. His feet screamed in protest with every step, but he forced himself to push through. Once they reached the guest room, he nudged the door open with his shoulder and set the bags down.
Nuria stepped inside, glancing around with a critical eye. The room was neat and simple—a single bed, a wardrobe, and a small desk by the window. She wrinkled her nose.
“Well,” she said slowly, dragging the word out. “It’s... sufficient. For now.”
Tim couldn’t hide the slight frown on his face. “I did my best to keep it clean.”
She walked over to the bed and sat down, testing the mattress with her hand. Then she pulled a face of mild disgust. “How long have these sheets been on here?”
Tim blinked. “Uh... I don’t know. They’re clean, I promise. Maybe a week or three?”
Nuria raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a smirk. “Three weeks, Timmy? That’s not clean. That’s embarrassing.” She crossed her legs and pointed at the bed. “Take these off and put fresh ones on. Now.”
Tim hesitated. “Fresh sheets?”
She tilted her head, her smile sharp. “Do I need to repeat myself?”
“No, I’ll do it,” he said quickly, moving to strip the bed. He could feel her eyes on him as he worked, her presence heavy in the room.
Once the new sheets were on, Nuria laid back against the pillows, making herself comfortable. She glanced over at Tim, who was still standing awkwardly by the door.
“You know,” she said, tapping her chin thoughtfully, “you should probably put my clothes away too. That way, you’ll know where everything goes when you’re done washing and ironing them.”
Tim blinked, taken aback. “Washing and ironing?”
Nuria nodded, smiling sweetly. “Of course. That’s part of the job, isn’t it? Or would you rather I handle it myself? That might be risky, Timmy. You don’t want me to ruin my designer pieces, do you?”
Tim opened his mouth to protest but stopped himself. He knew better by now.
Nuria’s smile widened as she watched him quietly move toward the wardrobe. “Good boy,” she said with a little nod. “You’re learning.”
He started unpacking her bags, carefully hanging her clothes in the wardrobe and placing her shoes neatly on the bottom shelf. His feet throbbed painfully, but he didn’t dare complain.
When he was finally finished, he straightened up and wiped his forehead. Nuria sat up, inspecting his work with a satisfied expression.
“Not bad,” she said. “You’ll get better with practice.”
Tim sighed, his patience wearing thin. “Is there anything else you need?”
Nuria stood up, stretching dramatically. “Actually, yes. It’s been a long day, and I’m starving. Let’s order something to eat.”
Tim’s shoulders sagged in relief. “Great. What do you feel like?”
She grinned, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Oh, I’ll decide. You’re paying, of course.”
Tim bit back a groan. “Of course I am,” he muttered under his breath.
When Nuria announced she was in the mood for pizza, Tim felt a flicker of relief. Maybe, just maybe, things would settle down now. She tilted her head toward him from her spot on the couch, one leg draped lazily over the armrest.
“What do you want, Timmy?” she asked, scrolling through her phone to find the nearest pizzeria.
“Uh, I’ll have a Hawaiian,” Tim said, sitting upright on the edge of the sofa. “Oh, and, uh… no mushrooms, please.”
Nuria gave him a sharp nod, her lips curling into a small smile. “No mushrooms. Got it.”
Tim felt an odd sense of hope. For the first time all day, she seemed agreeable, even polite. Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as he thought. He relaxed a little, leaning back as she called the pizzeria.
Nuria’s conversation with the pizzeria was smooth and efficient. She rattled off the address and her order. When she hung up, she walked over and gave Tim a friendly look. “It’ll be here in an hour,” she said lightly, and for a moment, her tone wasn’t condescending or sharp—it was almost… pleasant.
Tim smiled faintly and settled into the couch, flipping through channels on the TV. He stopped at an action-packed series, something with superheroes and explosions—exactly his type of show. Just as he was getting into it, Nuria appeared in the doorway, her arms crossed, watching the screen.
She sighed dramatically. “Really, Timmy? This is what you watch? No way.”
Before he could respond, she grabbed the remote from the coffee table and switched the channel to a romantic comedy. “There,” she said, plopping down next to him. “Something we can both enjoy.”
Tim bit his tongue and decided to let it slide. It wasn’t worth the fight.
Nuria stretched her arms over her head and sighed again, this time with exaggerated satisfaction. “You know what would go great with this? A glass of wine. Be a dear and grab me one, will you?”
Tim hesitated for a moment, but then got up and went to the kitchen. When he returned with a glass of wine, Nuria was sprawled out across the couch, looking far too comfortable. She glanced down at his feet and let out a soft laugh.
“Well, well,” she said, pointing. “Looks like someone decided to ditch my shoes.”
Tim glanced down at his feet, now bare, and shrugged awkwardly. “They were too small. My toes were killing me.”
Nuria grinned wickedly, sitting up straighter. “Too small, huh? And yet, you wore them all day. That’s called dedication, Timmy.” She smirked, her tone dripping with mock appreciation.
Tim sat down carefully at the far end of the couch, trying to ignore her.
But Nuria wasn’t finished. “You know,” she said, her voice playful, “when someone lends you something, it’s polite to thank them.”
Tim blinked, confused. “I already said thanks.”
“Not to me,” Nuria said, shaking her head with a teasing glint in her eyes. “To my feet. After all, they’re the reason you had the shoes in the first place.”
Tim stared at her, unsure if she was joking or serious. There was an icy silence as Nuria sat there, her smile unwavering.
Finally, Tim sighed. “Thanks,” he muttered, barely audible.
Nuria leaned forward, cupping her ear dramatically. “What was that? My feet didn’t hear you, Timmy. Maybe you should get closer. You know, make it more personal.”
Tim’s jaw clenched. “This is ridiculous,” he said flatly.
Nuria’s smile faded slightly, replaced by a sharp, authoritative look. “Timmy,” she said, her voice low and calm, “you remember that this is a trial period, right? Six months. I want to feel comfortable here. And you… you can make that happen. Or not. It’s your choice.”
Her words hung in the air like a veiled threat.
Reluctantly, Tim slid off the couch and knelt near her feet. His face burned with embarrassment as he looked up at her. Nuria’s eyes sparkled with amusement as she leaned back, clearly enjoying herself.
“Go on,” she said softly.
Tim cleared his throat and, with all the enthusiasm of someone being forced into a chore, said, “Thank you.. feet”
Nuria let out a laugh, her head falling back. “That’s more like it,” she said cheerfully. Then, with a playful glint in her eye, she lifted her left foot and lightly tapped his nose with it. “You’re welcome, Timmy.”
Tim stood up quickly, brushing himself off, and sat back down on the far end of the couch, his face red. Nuria sipped her wine, looking utterly pleased with herself.
They watched the romantic comedy in silence for a while, though Tim wasn’t paying much attention. He was too busy staring at the clock, counting down the minutes until the pizza would arrive.
Finally, the doorbell rang.
Tim jumped up, eager for a break from the awkwardness. “I’ll get it,” he said quickly.
As he headed for the door, Nuria called out behind him. “Don’t forget to tip the delivery guy!”
Tim rolled his eyes but didn’t respond. He opened the door, and there stood the pizza delivery man, holding several boxes.
“Here you go,” the delivery man said cheerfully.
Tim handed over the cash, including a generous tip, and took the boxes. As he turned to carry them inside, he wondered what fresh chaos Nuria had planned next.
Tim opened the first pizza box and was greeted by the sight of a steaming pepperoni pizza. Without hesitation, he handed it to Nuria, who accepted it with a smirk and immediately took a slice.
But when he opened the second box, his face fell. The pizza inside was Hawaiian—his favorite—but it was piled high with mushrooms. So many mushrooms, in fact, that they seemed to spill off the pizza like an avalanche of unwanted toppings.
Tim stared at it in disbelief. “What... What is this?” he muttered, looking at the pizza and then back at Nuria.
She took a bite of her pepperoni slice, leaning back casually. “What does it look like? It’s your pizza. Eat up.”
Tim furrowed his brow. “I asked for no mushrooms. I told you no mushrooms!” His voice was tinged with both confusion and frustration.
Nuria shrugged, licking a bit of sauce from her fingers. “Oh, stop whining. You’re not a kid. Just eat it.”
Tim hesitated, staring at the offensive pizza. “But I don’t like mushrooms,” he said quietly, his tone almost defeated.
Rolling her eyes, Nuria leaned forward, grabbed a slice of his pizza, and held it up to his face. “You’ll survive. Open up.”
“No, really, I’m not hungry anymore—” Tim started, but before he could finish, she pushed the slice into his mouth.
“Chew,” Nuria commanded, her gaze steady and unyielding.
Tim reluctantly bit into the slice, grimacing at the taste of the mushrooms. He chewed slowly, his face a mix of discomfort and resignation. Nuria watched him intently, her expression smug, until he swallowed.
“See? That wasn’t so bad,” she said with a laugh, taking another bite of her own pizza.
Tim placed the box on the table and pushed it away. “I’ve lost my appetite,” he murmured.
Nuria didn’t seem to care. She leaned back comfortably, savoring her pizza, occasionally glancing at her phone. After a couple of minutes, she sighed dramatically. “Well, this is boring,” she announced.
Without waiting for a response, she picked up her phone and dialed. “Let’s see what Kelsey is up to,” she said, more to herself than to Tim.
As the call connected, her demeanor brightened. “Hey, babe!” she chirped into the phone. “You won’t believe the day I’ve had.”
Tim, feeling invisible, got up from his chair.
Before he could take a step, Nuria snapped her fingers sharply and shook her head. “Uh-uh, sit down,” she said firmly, gesturing for him to return to the chair.
Tim hesitated, then sank back into his seat, his face flushed with embarrassment.
Nuria’s conversation with her friend was loud and animated, filled with laughter and dramatic retellings of her day. Tim only caught fragments of what she said—most of it unflattering to him.
Tim shifted uncomfortably, staring at the untouched pizza in front of him.
After a few more minutes of chatter, Nuria suddenly turned to him mid-conversation. “Hey, Timmy,” she said loudly, “get me a glass of wine. And hurry up.”
Tim glanced at her, unsure if she was serious. The sharp wave of her hand confirmed that she was.
As he shuffled off to the kitchen, Nuria resumed her call. “Oh, that? Just my housemate,” she said with a casual laugh. “Or, you know, my little helper. Same thing.”
Tim returned with the wine, carefully placing the glass on the table in front of her. Nuria took it without so much as a thank-you, sipping it as she continued her conversation. She waved her hand dismissively, signaling for him to sit back down.
Finally, she ended the call and turned her attention back to Tim. “So,” she said, leaning forward slightly. “You didn’t eat much of your pizza.”
Tim sighed. “I told you, I don’t like mushrooms.”
Nuria rolled her eyes dramatically. “Oh, come on. You’re being ridiculous. It’s food, Timmy. Just put it in the fridge. When you’re hungry enough, you’ll eat it. Trust me.” Her tone was condescending, as if she were speaking to a child.
Tim clenched his jaw but didn’t argue. He quietly gathered the pizza boxes and headed to the kitchen, placing his unwanted pizza in the fridge.
When he returned, Nuria was stretched out on the couch, lazily flipping through channels.
“Clear the table while you’re at it,” she said without looking up. “I’m going to watch the rest of this movie. When you’re done, come back, and we’ll see if you can be useful for anything else tonight.”
Tim’s shoulders sagged, but he did as he was told. He cleared the table, rinsed the plates, and wiped down the surfaces. By the time he was finished, he was exhausted.
He returned to the living room and stood awkwardly by the couch, unsure of what to do.
Nuria glanced up at him and smiled. “You know, Timmy,” she said, stretching her arms above her head, “today was a great day. I’m really looking forward to tomorrow. You’ve done… okay so far.”
Tim blinked, unsure if that was a compliment or an insult.
“Anyway,” she continued, sitting up and brushing crumbs off her lap. “I don’t need you for anything else tonight. You can go to bed now.”
Tim opened his mouth to protest, but Nuria cut him off with a sharp look. “Go. Tomorrow’s an early day, and I want a nice, big breakfast to start it off right.”
Without another word, she turned her attention back to the TV, effectively dismissing him.
Tim stood there for a moment, staring at her, before finally turning and trudging upstairs to his room. As he climbed into bed, he couldn’t shake the sinking feeling in his stomach. This wasn’t how he had imagined sharing his home with someone.
The End.
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2025.01.27 19:40 CircuitSwitched T-Mobile SpaceX LTE Initial Impressions
I was accepted into the beta using my Galaxy S24 Ultra and thought I’d share my experience thus far. It is definitely not ready for prime time. So far my phone is only connecting to it for a few minutes at a time and then will lose satellite signal for 5-10 minutes before reconnecting. I’m unsure if this is due to not enough satellites in the constellation for continuous coverage or if it has to do with parameters, used for deciding which network to connect to. When a loss of satellite occurs, I can see in the field test mode that it is attempting to connect to AT&T LTE, even though T-Mobile does not have roaming enabled in this area. While this is a very promising technology and I’m sure will improve with time, it is definitely not something I would rely on for emergencies. It also appears that RCS texting works over the service, however, they have blocked all other data, including sending pictures over RCS. So it is text only RCS. From what I understand, they do plan on enabling data at a later time. Despite the service being inconsistent right now, it is a very promising concept and I cannot wait for the fully finished product! submitted by CircuitSwitched to tmobile [link] [comments] |
2025.01.27 19:40 BeerdedWonder Which side you taking?
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2025.01.27 19:40 Fundiesamongstus Here's the rock biting video. Chewing on the side of her mouth just like the blanket.
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2025.01.27 19:40 BrainstormBot 🌐 Fiji Islands Region: Earthquake (5.1 Mb, at 19:26 UTC)
🌐 Earthquake! 5.1 Mb, registered by KOERI,alomax, 2025-01-27 19:26:07 UTC (daytime) on water, Fiji Islands Region (-18.61, -177.92) ± 1 km, ↓539 km likely felt 350 km away (alomax.free.fr)2025-01-27T19:40:07Z
2025.01.27 19:40 PumpkinCarver23 Zombie
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2025.01.27 19:40 BroMandi [Samsung] Samsung EDU/EPP: 27" Odyssey OLED G6 1440p 240Hz 0.03ms Gaming Monitor $531 + Free Shipping [Deal: $530.99, Actual: $799.99]
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2025.01.27 19:40 lemontardd Investing vs Paying Mortage Early
Assuming the house we purchase is $430k. We would put down 20% ($86k). I used some calculators to get the following monthly payment: - P&I = $2,118.07 - Monthly Property Tax (assessed at $365k) = $134 - Home Insurance (coverage for $350k, 2021 build) = $262 - HOA = $50 - Utility (estimate) = $300 Total = $2,864.07
We make $8,699.08 after tax with the assumption of $4,924.07 of monthly expenses (mortgage + regular monthly expenses). That leaves us with $3,775.01 of 'extra' money. If we put $775 towards our emergency fund, we would have $3,000 left.
I am trying to figure out if it would be wiser to put that towards the mortgage principle or invest it. I did my own math but this is my first time even considering investment over paying the mortgage faster so please correct me if I made an oversight.
I also have no idea how stocks work so I am using the S&P500 to be safe. According to macrotrends, the average annual return rate for the S&P500 over the past 9 years was 13.63%.
Here is the before and after using the extra $3k towards the mortgage:
https://preview.redd.it/naqygo287lfe1.png?width=317&format=png&auto=webp&s=d512692ece84d169273fef04a273416b265919c8
7-year comparison assumes I put the $3k towards the mortgage (mortgage would be paid off within 7-year):
https://preview.redd.it/yq8hqdqx9lfe1.png?width=774&format=png&auto=webp&s=ed92471f8e47b893d2ef6afb9700868007385db0
30-year comparison assumes I put the $3k in investments (so the mortgage would last 30 years):
https://preview.redd.it/dbg34wk0alfe1.png?width=768&format=png&auto=webp&s=8f0f53ee752c0fa99578e94f35ff588b630ff4e7
The way I interpret this is that in the short-term, I would benefit from paying off the mortgage, but in the long-term I would potentially see a huge investment gain. These calculations are made on our current expenses, but we do plan to have kids in the future.
Would it be better to invest or pay off the mortgage in that case?
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2025.01.27 19:40 RenKatsu Volks and his weird doppelgänge [Dan Wagon]
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2025.01.27 19:40 tydrennis Thoughts on improving level experience and new player
Hey everyone, so I’ve been doing an “ultimate neck beard challenge” in WoW where I attempt to do every quest from Vanilla all the way to TWW. The rules? I need to hit exalted with every faction, no heirlooms, no AH mounts until BFA, no flying until TBC, and so on. While it’s been a ton of fun, I’ve run into some issues with the leveling and questing system, especially with Chromie Time and how it’s handled in the more recent expansions.
For those who haven’t experienced it, Chromie Time locks you to a specific expansion timeline for leveling, but after a certain point (usually around mid-expansion), it kicks you out and the content levels up too fast. I’m literally having to level-lock myself in order to hit specific quest milestones for rep and achievements, which is frustrating. Prior to the level squish, the expansions were more set in stone in terms of leveling structure—Vanilla was 1-60, TBC 60-70, etc. That system allowed you to enjoy the content and work on factions, achievements, and exploration at a steady pace.
Now with the level squish, you can level anywhere from 1-50, go straight into Dragonflight, and then transition into TWW. This makes it harder to do some of the old content that’s required for certain quests, reps, and achievements. It feels like a missed opportunity to experience the zones in the way they were originally designed.
This brings me to a thought I had: wouldn’t it be cool if they reworked the new player experience (and even returning players) so they could actually experience the original zones? Imagine starting out in places like Northshire Abbey or Valley of Strength, just like old times. This could help get players out into the world and give them a reason to explore zones that are often ignored in modern WoW.
Moreover, if Blizzard ever implements player housing the right way, it would be amazing to showcase all your old achievements, mounts, tabards, and more. Completing those old faction grinds and doing the old content would feel rewarding and meaningful if there were tangible ways to show it off in a personalized space.
I know we’re dealing with multiple versions of the game at this point—Classic, Retail, and now with Dragonflight and TWW—but I honestly enjoy the retail version. It’s just that I think small tweaks to the leveling experience could make the game feel more connected, especially for new players. An MSQ system like FFXIV has, from Vanilla to TWW, could be a good way to experience the storylines properly while still allowing for flexibility.
What do you all think? Would it be better to rework the experience so people get a chance to do the older content without feeling rushed or lost in the process?
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2025.01.27 19:40 nuuren (EU) Help deciding on a Flexispot, E2Q vs E7
I've been digging around for my first standing desk, and FlexiSpot seems generally okay.
Now, there's currently a sale where the E7 and the E2Q are the same price. The E7 seems recommended all around, but the E2Q has 4 legs, which to me just seems logically sturdier?
The only discernible differences from the spec sheets in the page, is that the E7 moves at 38 mm/s while the E2Q at 25mm/s, and one supports 125kg and the other 150kg...
I'm not fussy about waiting a few more seconds for the thing to move, and my setup is just a single monitor, laptop, and speakers. Nothing fancy.
Am I missing something here? Is the E2Q actually more sturdy?
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2025.01.27 19:40 Extreme_Process3632 On this day in 2022, Ja Morant was named an All Star starter for the first time in his career.
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2025.01.27 19:40 UnscheduledCalendar Enough is enough. Leftists gotta stop being weird about people having actual white collar jobs. Is Doug Emhoff supposed to start a worker-coop instead of returning back to being a lawyer after leftists & contrarians spent months unenthusiastically helping Kamala Harris from winning the White House?
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2025.01.27 19:40 Altruistic-Hair-1931 COB decisions
Hi! I come from the South and just got a bid from two chapters for spring COB but still cannot decide. There is the house I’ve liked since the first semester and really wanted to be in. They have a lot of fun activities which I enjoy, but during COB they don’t have many events which make me rarely know any girls there. I really like this house but I am afraid that I won’t make friends since everyone already knows each others. The 2nd house is a bottom house, but I attended all events and had good conversations with the girls there. I also feel connected and close to them, but they don’t have many activities and events during the year. Can I ask for advice on choosing which house? Thank you so much!
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2025.01.27 19:40 Extreme_Process3632 On this day in 2022, Ja Morant was named an All Star starter for the first time in his career.
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