

Noted. We have some orchid food… is that the same as what you mentioned? Google it’s not too helpful with the term ‘orchid dung,’ sorry.


Noted. We have some orchid food… is that the same as what you mentioned? Google it’s not too helpful with the term ‘orchid dung,’ sorry.


We had trimmed at the dead stalk section. I think my wife threw the brown stalks away. I just did some reading on that word, keiki. Seems you are right with the roots and hopefully we can grow something out of this. It’s heartbreaking. We are trying really hard to keep her alive but we suck at plants and green thumbing. Thank you for your advice though!


Mhm! The bad leaf popped off without issue for my wife. I snipped the stalks down. Hopefully she can recover… The plant, I mean. Not my wife. We both don’t have green thumbs but really want to.
Thank you for the advice!


It popped off on it’s own for my wife 🤦♀️
Thank you for your advice!


Thank you for your response.
Would you recommend removing the dead leaf…? It seems to be growing new greenery.
There’s actually some studies starting up that are trying to confirm a theory on if the restless leg and other hyperactive movements are a means of self treatment for ADHD. Seems plausible to me, tbh.
They think lactic acid might play a role in the brain, and ADHD people are lacking as a symptom of ADHD. And since lactic acid can be produced in the muscles through exercise/movement, the theory is that by being hyper active, it creates the lactic acid which gets transported to the brain as a type of subconscious self treatment.
Kinda fascinating, tbh. Especially so, given that my body is currently twitching/bouncing from restless legs in my chair as I type this. Lol The best I’ve ever felt in my brain (and body) was when I used to heavily workout 6 days a week and was constantly sore from the lactic acid buildup. I think these kinds of studies are an interesting premise.


Oh I love an info dump. Thank you for taking the time to explain it. It sounds like a twisted way to fuck yourself over financially or hit it real big.
… I’d rather take my chances at a craps table, sheesh!
Thanks again!


I thought it was about the stock market. And I haven’t the faintest of clue what a short is, except that it’s used in films about the stock market lol


That’s valid, for sure! I just can’t do it no mo’.
I just get so anxious and nervous in theaters packed with people. Like, it’s against the rules to make noise or exist. So when people “break the rules” I keep expecting everyone to get into a big fight or screaming match about it and I can’t focus on the film without focusing on the people, waiting for the shoe to drop. That and anxiety about breathing the air of sick people?? That’s only since '20, though.
The B.O. booze/cigs guy was rough. But the napkin dude was driving me nuts because it was the final showing of a two day limited theatrical release that wasn’t chrap. Drove me nuts to spend so much to listen to that dudes napkin wipes lol.
I wish I were built different, but I try every so often to go. I usually stay in with my headphones to get a similar sound feeling.


The crowd and reactions are the exact reasons I usually stay in to watch films. Severe anxiety, and all that. I love the theater experience minus that, tho.
I hate the trend of films leaving theaters so quickly now because I used to wait several weeks to catch a film past it’s peak and be one of like 3 people in there and it was bliss. Get the best seat, get to enjoy the film without children crying or people on their phones, or the constant shuffling of jackets. Hyper vigilance is a curse.
But… Catching the 10yr anniversary of Interstellar was the second time I’d been at a packed theater where no one spoke and it was amazing. But it was slightly ruined by the guy next to me stinking of beer and cigarettes.
And catching the R-rated release of the animated Killing Joke was the first time. The film with the original voice actors? It was phenomenal despite the packed theater but it was slightly ruined by the guy next to me constantly using his napkin after every bite and every sip of drink. He’d wipe his face, then his hands, then his cup and toss it somewhere. Rinse and repeat for an hour and a half, every few moments. Drove me nuts. The ending being true to the comic was pretty funny to see the crowd, and specifically him, be so disappointed, plus the quick rushes out the theater for parents to take their kids was satisfying too when they realized R-rating meant R-rating.
Catching mystery films at regal or cheap films at AMC are about all I can do because the experience is cheap enough to outweigh my anxiety, but even that’s been a while with money being tight.
We have a weird placement for our apartment. We don’t really have the sun direct in the winter. And no window in the restrooms, unfortunately. I’ve got her at the best window I can try for. Plus, our cat constantly tries to eat her if I place her in any other window. It’s so frustrating.