Hair braider near me

This is the first time I've ever bought anything from a salon directly in Japan — L'Oreal Serioxyl — and my usual hairdresser charged me 7150 yen for it (税込). And then I went home to good ol' Amazon and found the same product for 4700 yen (also 税込).
Is that the norm? I don't think I can go back to dispute this and I have enough of a relationship with the hairdresser (now I don't need to explain what I want done any more) that I don't want to start going to another place for my hair if she did overcharge me on purpose for whatever reason.
Thanks so much.

So last week I finished an intense job interview process (or so I was told) for a position that would start months from now and bleached my brown hair for the first time in more than a decade to celebrate. I am really digging it!! Very happy with the new look.
The problem: the company unexpectedly wants me to come back in for just two more quick interviews. Now this place would absolutely likely be fine with my dyed/bleached hair especially if I was already an employee, but I really want this job and I want to avoid even the tiniest ounce of subconscious bias against my follow-up performance.
I am completely new to this entire thing, my friend was the person who bleached my hair in the first place. Is there a temporary/semi-permanent hairdye brand that can turn me back into a brunette for a few days and then slowly fade back to it's bleached state or am I asking for the impossible? I don't love the idea of re-bleaching my hair again later, causing more damage :(
Thanks in advance for the advice and help!

Hi all. Anime expo, 2023 is coming up and being held in Los Angeles, and I've been wanting to cosplay daddy Zoro for sometime. I was originally planning on doing the Onigashima raid outfit (the black kimono), but now I'm considering doing the egghead makeover outfit. I haven't seen any confirmed panels, so does anyone know for sure what color the jumpsuit and jacket are? I can always go with black, and people still recognize me because of the green hair. Thanks
EGGHEAD OUTFIT (SPOILERS)

Be safe out there, lock your doors.

Long story short, my partner is getting their graduate degree in a small town and we moved here about three years ago now. Optimistically, we have about one year left being here but I feel like I’m hitting a wall with the situation. At first it was constant fights about me feeling stuck here (I want to move to a major city where my work is based and nearly all of my friends currently live, I’m currently remote). That improved over time: we moved into a bigger space, I joined a gym, we found more things we enjoyed doing in the area, we went on more trips, etc. We’ve bounced from different friends and haven’t really found a reliable group or our people. I’ve tried making friends in the area individually. Frankly, it feels like I’ve tried everything to improve my time here. And it has! But I feel like I’m hitting a wall. I’m increasingly isolated (have really just been waking up, logging on to work, and scrolling until bed as of late) and all I seem to fixate on is wanting to just not be here anymore. I don’t know how to make this work for another year. What do you do when you’ve grown out of a phase of your life but physically cannot move on yet?

1. I was sitting on a bench and my crush hugs me from behind and squeezes me hard.
   
2. Crush puts his legs on top of my lap when sitting next to each other.
   
3. Crush rubs his facial hair on my shoulder from behind.
   
4. Crush grabs my hips from behind when behind me.
   

Hi all- I had a gastric sleeve performed on 2/17/23 and since have not been able to go back to work yet or buy my post op vitamins. I have them in my cart on Amazon, just can't afford it atp. Saw my nutritionist this past Thursdav and she recommended I at least get the multivitamin and iron. I also hope to get the Biotin recommended since I've began noticing some hair loss post op. Please let me know if anyone can help with any of the items on my list, it would mean so much to me and I would be so grateful! 🫶🏼
Amazon wish list: https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/2KID6VUGI3U5J?ref_=wl_share

I hope I found the right forum. My neighbors are like in their 50’/60s. We live in a suburb with typically close houses. We live in a neighborhood with a lot of young families. They have two adult children who I have never met.
My neighbors hate kids. Kids riding bikes, kids playing in the street, kids existing outside. They have cameras and lights to catch all of the “mischief “ kids get up to (so far, playing on their bikes in the street and the occasional ball going in their driveway).
When we first moved in, these people were overly nice to us in a way that made me uncomfortable. They bought many expensive gifts for our baby. Tried to get me to hate on the neighbors as well. My husband thought they were just generous.
Now, it feels like something has shifted. I don’t know what. But the friendliness is gone. There have been awkward conversations about what counts as whose yards, and a few passive aggressive moments over guests parked in the street (which is public, but makes it difficult for them to back into their driveway-which is maybe once a month for a few hours and does not impede their way to go in and out, just makes it hard for them to “ swing” wide.)
I just don’t understand why you would move to a suburb and expect everyone to act as though the don’t exist? Like, I understand not liking loud music or parties, but to throw a fit every time someone occupies the public space? It’s too much stress.
They also have gone outside with tasers if a dog comes near their yard. And poison for cats that come sniffing around.

I was wondering if anyone might be able to steer me in the right direction on this issue I’m having where the tank wont vent. When you open the gas cap, it blows air in your face. The pressure builds while it’s sitting in the garage. The tank is currently out, and I tried to blow and suck air through the vent tubes off of either side and both won’t let any air pass though. The bus is a 74, with a 78 motor converted to dual carbs and the charcoal canister has been removed. The pressure build up caused gas to get into the case. I’m currently putting new bearings in because of this and would like to avoid doing it again in the near future. I suppose I could try an find a vented cap, but this is a somewhat recent development and I would like to fix it. Any advice would be appreciated. Just to note, I didn’t use very high pressure when trying to blow air though, just about 35psi. I wasn’t sure if more pressure would hurt anything hard to get to.

My bf and I have been together for a year. We both started off looking for something serious and we plan to get eventually get married after he finishes his masters.
Today was his sisters wedding. I feel like I was super involved with it. I helped his sister put her dress on (no one else was willing to help) I helped her with her hair and shaper wear, I made her bridal bouquet and table top flower arrangements, and made sure everything was how she wanted it for when she walked down the aisle (this included lighting all the candles, alerting the sound crew to turn on the song, scattering flower petals and dimming the lights). Her adult brothers were in charge of setting up the sound system, but when I went to tell them to turn on the music they didn’t have anything set up at all. They had been gaming all afternoon and forgot/ didn’t care. She ended up having to walk down the aisle in silence.
It was a small wedding so she had no maid of honor or bridesmaid, but I suppose I filled that role. I even made sure she had food and water when she needed/wanted it.
But later in the evening, my bf told me we should make our way back to the couple to talk and be with his family. Once we got there though, they arranged themselves to take pictures and left me standing awkwardly to the side. I was stuck near a wall so I all I could do was try and stay out of the frame. I was literally two feet away from them. They didn’t want me in any of the pictures. I quickly excused myself between photos and stayed in the back for a while. I feel pretty bad because this happens a lot. This even happened at my boyfriend’s graduation.
I mean I get it, I can see why they wouldn’t include me in photos because were not engaged or married, and it might ruin them if we break up. But I feel like I am also not exactly not part of the wedding either because I helped out a lot. Especially because her own family forgot about her literal wedding music.
I don’t know how to bring this up with my boyfriend without getting mad or crying. I’ve talked to him about his in the past but nothing ever changes.
Does anyone have any advice for how to approach this situation without seeming/being rude? Can anyone help me express my feelings without being hurtful?

As I near the end of my 12th grade studies, I find myself wondering about the different career options that are available to me. I'm looking for some guidance and advice on potential career paths that I can pursue after completing my studies.
I am reaching out to you because I am feeling very confused and uncertain about my future after completing my 12th grade studies. Despite all the advice and guidance I have received, I still have no idea what career path to pursue.
I am not sure what my strengths and weaknesses are, and I am struggling to identify any interests or passions that could guide me towards a particular career. I am feeling overwhelmed by all the options and decisions that I need to make, and I am worried that I might make the wrong choice. It feels like maybe it's already too late and that I should've known by now.
I am interested in learning about the different fields and industries that I can explore, including any opportunities that are available in science, technology, and engineering fields. I would appreciate any advice or suggestions you may have regarding further studies, career paths, and potential job prospects.

so i had trich for a month (i didn't pull strictly speaking i was stretching my hair and from there it started falling out) some of my hair fell out and it made my hair sparse, it has started to grow back but more thinner and the part that I pulled hurts me... is this normal?

I know we get a lot of backlash cuz we look to anime characters for our gender goals but I don’t see why people take such issue with it lol as long as no one’s harming themselves or others in their gender journey it’s okay! Let people customize their avatar how they want.
I personally take inspo from so many different types of characters. To name some: juuzou (Tokyo ghoul), madara or neji (Naruto), Angle (chainsaw man), Ed (FMA), aizawa, shigi, dabi (MHA) vanitas (the study case of vanitas), captain Levi (AOT) kurapika (HXH) and the list goes on. I take inspo from their clothing/aesthetic, hair or body types. I also noticed I tend to take inspo from characters that I know I either already somewhat resemble in someway or know I can resemble in time by either buying clothing, working out, styling/ growing or cutting my hair. it gives me so much euphoria to know I can become the essence of them in some way.
Im super fluid with my gender expression myself and absolutely love to see the diversity in men/masc individuals.
What are your gender inspo characters? Any particular reason why?

ALERT: THERE HAS BEEN A DANGEROUS THREAT LOCATED IN YOUR AREA. PLEASE FOLLOW THE FOLOWING STEPS TO HAVE THE GREATEST CHANCE OF SURVIVAL AGAINST THIS THREAT.
BUT BEFORE WE GET INTO THE STEPS, I HAVE TO TELL YOU WHAT THIS THREAT LOOKS LIKE.
HE IS A BLACK ROUND MONSTER WITH HUMAN-LIKE EYES AND WILL KILL ANYTHING IN THEIR WAY. NOW, LET'S PROCEED TO THE STEPS OF SURVIVAL AGAINST THIS THREAT.
STEP 1: BARRACADE ALL DOORS AND WINDOWS, USE ANYTHING INSIDE OF YOUR HOUSE THAT WILL HELP YOU WITH THAT.
STEP 2: DO NOT MAKE ANY NOISE NO MATTER WHAT, IF ONE OF YOUR ANIMALS ARE MAKING A BUNCH OF NOISE, TERMINATE THEM.
STEP 3: FIND THE SAFEST LOCATION IN YOUR HOUSE. MOST LIKELY HE WILL TRY TO COME THROUGH YOUR FRONT DOOR OR WINDOWS SO MAKE SURE YOU ARE IN A PLACE IN YOUR HOUSE THAT IS NOT NEAR THESE THINGS, JUST IN CASE HE GETS INSIDE.
STEP 4: MAKE SURE ALL OF YOUR DEVICES OR ELECTRONICS IN YOUR HOUSE ARE TURNED OFF, OR SILENT. THESE WILL MAKE NOISE AND ATTRACT ANGRY MUNCI IF HEARD.
IF YOU THINK THIS IS THE END FOR YOU, SUICIDE IS ADVISED. DEATH BY HIM WILL BE PAINFUL.
THAT IS ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW- WAIT, I THINK I HEAR HIM! OH GOD NO PLEASE GOD HELP ME, HELP ME, HELP ME, HELP ME, HELP ME, HELP-

I live in a home where the backyard meets another person’s backyard directly behind me. When I built the house, I had the parcel surveyed and built a block wall inside of my property line that runs the inside perimeter of my lot. The person behind me also has a block wall on or near their property line. There is a space of about 12 inches in between the two block walls.
Neighbor behind me has a dog that they do not care for and do not let inside. It barks for about ten hours per day for the last five years. I have contacted the city, the humane society, and a mediator with no changes. If the barking goes past 9pm I usually call or text the neighbor to ask them to let the dog inside. It is always met with hostility.
I bought an ultrasonic dog barking device and attached it to my block wall. It works! Last night, the neighbor removed the device from my wall and kept it. I have cameras in the back that recorded him using a ladder to climb over to my wall and take my ultrasonic device. I texted him to let him know I have him on video and he has an hour to return the device before I call the police for theft. He spoke unkindly to me and denied having it. Ten minutes later my camera recorded him replacing the ultrasonic device.
Since he returned it when I asked, can this still be considered theft?
May I still call the police for this kind of matter?
I feel unsafe that he thinks it is okay to take my things and climb around in my backyard. Can I pursue some kind of order of protection? Not sure if this is the right term for what I need.
Please no judgement for using a dog barking device. I am at my wit’s end. I feel it was the most humane of my remaining options.

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Hey guys, last December I got into a collision from the rear that pushed me forward into another vehicle and unfortunately my 91 Mazda 323 sustained damages which I’m pretty sure are cosmetic only (car runs great still). I’ve been in conversation with insurance and repair shops and I could really use some advice. This is the first time anything like this has happened so I’m really confused being pulled around in different directions but I know I’m not at fault and the other guy has accepted this.
Initially they sent me to a repair shop that couldn’t do it (didn’t really look at the car) and that they would inform insurance to opt for cash settlement, so I went to local repair shops near me and was quoted between 3k to 4.5k to find parts/repair damages, but they couldn’t provide me a written quote as they don’t provide that for AAMI or APIA. Then the cash settlement offer came through and it was only 1.8k, which is markedly lower than what I was quoted. The insurance guy said that this is reasonable and that I shouldn’t expect to get more. But in that case, I’m not at fault and I still lose money?
Now I’m trying to figure out what to do. Should I take the cash settlement? Should I try to get a written quote? Should I just pay for the repairs myself? Just really confused and don’t know the best route to take. Sorry for the wall of text.

this isnt gonna be a post about me self diagnosing and all that, im too broke to go anywhere to add another mental illness to my list.
i moved away from all my friends and family and now live with my partner and their family, their sister is diagnosed with bpd. Me and her started becoming friends and i havent had a friend in so long. We talk about our issues and smoke together and just hang out. if anyone's diagnosing its her lol she tells me all the time i have most traits and we help each other because we understand how each other feels. she would take me with her on arrands and just randomly come into our room and want to hang out.
about a week ago she had a really bad episode details arnt mine to discuss but i was with her the entire time for days, i got no sleep, we lived off weed and coffee and she dragged me out of the house to drive around im the middle of the night and I did it i stayed with her bc I knew she had nobody else. then the problem resolved so we hung out less.
now she barely talks to me, not in a malicious way she just doesn't come and ask if I wanna hang out or come check on me or anything. she told me yesterday than we could hang out when she got back from running around and she didn't even text me when she came home. she came home with her boyfriend and then blew me off. now she's hanging out with her half brother all the time and laughing and cutting up loud af and it just sounds like nails on a chalkboard because I want that to be me.
i cant talk to anyone because shes the only one that would get it. i was just watching tv with my partner and come out to see her hanging out with half brother. it set me off and idk what to do I told my partner I had to pee but now ive been in the bathroom for nearly 20mins crying and how am i supposed to tell them what's wrong they wont get it.
tldr i just want a friend

i was a foster child since i was 5 along with my younger sister. it's been over 11 years and we've been with the same woman. we call her mom we haven't been adopted but she is our guardian. we love her so much she means everything to us. but for the past two years things have changed. two years ago we moved and somthing changed in all of us. my little sister started to steal and lie and just make so much trouble. we ended up in a huge fight because she had stole a large amount of money from me. our mom got involved, and at this point my sisters actions just threw her over the edge. our mother called the cops on both of us and said she no longer had any love left in her heart for us. i don't remember exactly why but the cops never showed up. but ever since then things have been really bad. my sisters into drugs now just like our parents she's constantly stealing and lying, my mothers anger issues are getting worse, anytime we mess up big time she threatens to get us put back into the system, and she constantly belittles us. she slut shames me and calls me retarted and doesn't ever apologize afterward . and it's not just emotional and verbal abuse anymore, she also beats us sometimes like i get punishing your kids and whatnot but we got into a fight and she was getting close i ended up falling on the coach and she was getting in my face and grabbing me by my arm and i tried to push her off with my feet but she pulled me up by my hair off the couch and i tried to get her off me but she pushed me to the ground and started hitting me and roughly pushing my head against the floor so i couldn't get up. i had bruises for weeks and she never even mentioned anything about it. we get in fights like this all the time and then she just goes back to doing whatever like nothing ever happened. my older sister on my bio dad's side says that if things get to bad me and my sister can always ask to stay with her. but i love my mom and i know that she has anger issues but i have my problems to. and i can wait it out a year or so more... i'm just worried about my younger sister, i don't know if i should try and get us out for her sake or if i should just wait it out and try and fix things if i can.
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(also i'm home schooled and i'm not allowed to have a phone or anything so i wouldn't be able to seek counseling through my school or something, and i'm using a computer right now without her knowing)

Part I - Part II
Whitewall House looked different this afternoon. Twelve hours had passed, and yet the property appeared ruinous — worse than two months prior when we first pulled onto the driveway.
My knees knocked together as I inched through the open front door. Silence greeted me, but that wasn’t a comfort. I thought of May’s comment when we’d first arrived. It’s too still.
“May?” I called.
I crept up the creaking stairs, grateful for the sunlight that poured through the windows, though the house still terrified me. I finally saw what my wife and children had seen for weeks. The true malice hidden in those walls.
And then I heard crying from the room at the end of the upstairs landing — our bedroom. I sprinted towards it, pushing the door open to find a sight that stilled my shaking body.
“May…” I whispered.
She was sitting on the edge of our bed, face drenched in tears, and she looked up at me.
“You came back,” She said, sniffling.
My weary wife rushed to her feet, and we embraced for a little while, bawling into each other’s shoulders. I felt a deep, unyielding guilt. I could’ve believe I’d left her there all night.
“I’m sorry,” I sobbed. “It tricked me. I thought it…”
“- Where are our children?” May anxiously interjected.
“They’re with Rachel. They’re safe. Come on, let’s get out of here,” I said, wrapping my arm around her.
My wife gently squeezed my hand and shook her head, looking up at me. She beamed, but it was a sad smile. Her sorrow filled me with a dreadful emptiness.
“I can’t,” May replied.
And before I could reply, the door to the guest room at the far end of the landing — the one which had revealed the long-necked lady the night before — swung open of its own accord. My wife stood still. She was shivering at the very sight of the guest room.
I sensed that she wanted me to go alone, so I motioned for her to stay in our bedroom as I walked across the landing. I trembled, fearing the thing with the slender, curved neck and lopsided head. I braced for whatever fate the entity would deal.
I didn’t find the sickly, shadowy demon in the guest room. I found something far more horrifying.
“I’m sorry,” May cried, standing behind me.
But she wasn’t standing behind me. She was lying on the carpet of the guest room, snapped into a twisted shape with a petrified look on her lifeless face. By the looks of it, she died hours before I arrived there. Alone.
“No…” I croaked, falling to my knees in tears.
“I… I didn’t know whether you’d believe me,” She sobbed. “Carl, I need you to-”
“- Did it happen whilst I was helping the children downstairs? I… I saw it in the doorway,” I murmured.
The spectral form of my wife placed her hands on my shoulders, consoling me as I mourned her. There’s something indescribably terrifying about having a conversation with someone whose corpse is lying before you.
“Carl,” May said softly. “I need you to listen to me. We have to protect our family. Where is the Lady?”
“At the hotel,” I replied. “But the kids are safe. They’re miles away.”
“She’s not at the hotel,” May whimpered.
“What?” I asked.
“She’s not at the hotel,” May repeated. “That thing could only leave this place by latching onto someone.”
“You,” I said.
May shook her head tearily. “No, sweetheart. You. Where you go, it goes.”
There was the sudden sound of a door slamming, and the light outside the windows dimmed — as if a cloud were hanging heavily over our house.
“She’s here,” May whispered, gripping my arm. “She took my necklace. The one you gave me. That’s how she assumed my form. You need to take it back so you can trap her here.”
A moan sounded from the lobby.
May gripped me tightly. “I can’t stay. She’s shutting me out.”
I turned to face my wife, but her spectral form had vanished. I was kneeling on the floor beside her cold, decaying corpse in the near-lightless Whitewall House. I rose to my feet and listened to the steps ascending the staircase.
Then I saw the thing that was pretending to be my wife.
It smiled at me and hissed. “What have you found, sweetheart?”
The necklace, sporting a pair of initials — M and C — swung tantalisingly on May’s soft skin. I had to remind myself that it wasn’t her. It was a trick — a demon’s deceit. And I also knew that it wouldn’t take long for the Lady, as May called her, to infer my intentions.
I lunged towards the abomination and grasped the necklace in my hand, curling my fingers around it. The smile on the Lady’s face faded, and she slowly shook her head at me.
“I wouldn’t do that,” She hissed.
But the thing didn’t raise a hand. It didn’t try to stop me. I wrenched the necklace from the frightful thing, and then I shoved it out of the way, rushing down the stairs to the lobby.
The front door slammed shut, enclosing me in the darkened space, and I spun around to find that my wife’s doppelgänger was gone. I was looking at the scarcely-visible form of the Lady. Long-necked, corpse-like, and inhuman. Its lopsided head bounced against its shoulder, and I shrieked.
I stared at the reaper’s unholy face as its janky body clomped downstairs. It reached the bottom of the stairs, and I pressed my back against the front door, fumbling with the lock that wouldn’t budge.
“Run!” A voice screamed.
May.
Her ghostly hand rose from the floorboards, clutching the Lady’s slender ankle and rooting it to the ground. The demon screeched, swiping a hand towards me as I slithered into the lounge. It continued to moan and shriek, realising I was about to slip away, as I picked up a dining chair and hurled it at the living room window.
The glass pane shattered, and I hauled my body through the window frame, landing on the driveway. I didn’t look back. I hopped into my car and drove away from Whitewall House for the last time.
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Hello! I got 2 wigs from a friend via mail. They said to me they were all untangled and beautiful, but when I received them, they were very tangled. I tried to brush them, but im afraid because there was a lot of hair in my brush after brushing them. They are real hair wigs, so I don't really know how to get them untangled apart, maybe from washing them with conditioner and brush them.

I have gotten rid of every single thing that remotely reminds me of you. I don’t even have pictures to look back on if I wanted to. I have nothing to mourn you anymore, just the memory of you and the pain that you’re gone. I am doing everything it takes to move on from you. I kept going to therapy, I started journaling, hanging out with friends, talking to family. I quit my job to focus on school. I still think about you every single day, I just don’t talk about it as much anymore. I still miss you a lot, I’ve started to remember the good memories of us too. I’m doing everything I can to avoid the painfulness of you until I’m more ready. I deleted Instagram, even Facebook. I park across the street to avoid the parking space where we broke up. I turn at certain streets to avoid your apartment because it’s too painful. Sometimes even hanging out with certain friends that I associate you with hurts a lot. I miss you so much. I miss you every single day. I know I hurt you a lot. I know I’m not in your life anymore and I know I’m nowhere near your best friend now. I’m really sorry for everything. You have no clue how many times I’ve wanted to talk to you and reach out and tell you how sorry I am, and how much I am still stupidly in love with you. I know you want nothing to do with me, and I don’t blame you at all. I am still accepting that we will never talk again. I am still accepting that I will fall in love with someone else again oen day, when I’m ready, and that you were not forever, no matter how much I wanted you to be. No matter how much deep down in my heat in my deepest thoughts, I still sometimes want you to be the end. I can’t keep on thinking like this, so I won’t. I’ve done everything right to move on from you. It’s been 2 months. I will be ok. Everything will be ok. There was a before you and I’ll be fine after you. I am so sorry for hurting you in the process. We both deserved better. I need to move on from you. It’ll be ok.