Believe it or not, this comes up a lot more than people think, and no one publishes proper disposal instructions.

Either contact the manufacturer about the defect and see if they would be willing to replace it, especially given the embarrassment, or chalk it up to a wash. If you need to dispose of it, you can carefully cut the silicon shell with a razor and peel it off. Since silicon is heat resistant, you can dip it in boiling water to sterilize it with no risk. Many places have silicon recycling stations, and cut up into manageable chunks, few people will guess what it was.

The battery can be pulled out and taken to a battery recycling station risk-free, since the same battery powers multiple items. If anything else, just say you found it and wanted to do the right thing with it. The circuitry can be dropped off at a lot of office supply stores in the tech disposal bin where they reclaim the metals and safely dispose of the board. And the motor can simply be pitched.

If you need a replacement and have a few coins to throw, look into the We-Vibe Nova 2 or Rave, or the Lelo Saroyo Wave. A touch pricey, but excellent replacements. After this event, I think you deserve the upgrades. Best of luck. If you need recommendations for a product, let me know (I work with a major sex toy manufacturer as a product tester as a sideline).

Hexahydrocannabinol, which is synthetically produced as a result of hydrogenating cannabis extracts. It is psychoactive and produces a high, but is typically considered 50-70% less potent than traditional delta-9 THC. As a different cannabinoid, it produces a different kind of high than delta-9 THC as well.

The issue you have isn't that you took HHC per se, but you took it with another caanibinoid. This creates a sympathetic uptake. The endocanniboid sytem experiences an increased reaction due to the interaction of multiple cannabinoids binding to it, referred to as the Entourage Effect. This can result in the perception of intoxication being amplified hugely. This is similar to how your brain reacts to seratonin in the presence of SSRI antidepressants.

It sounds to me like you are experiencing symptoms of having a dosage that is far too high for your tolerance level. If you continue to try using it. I would recommend starting with delta-8 or HHC and sticking to gummies. Check the packaging to determine the amount of cannabinoid in each gummy. Normal amounts are 25-50mg for standard doses. Cut the gummy down to a quarter of total (literally cut it into 4 equal parts). Take one quarter close to when you eat, and wait an hour to determine the effects.

That low of a dose should never negatively effect anyone, maybe give a slight feeling of haziness and relaxation. If you have bad symptoms from that dose, you need to either stop consuming entirely, see a doctor, or both. If you do ok, you can take another quarter (or eighth) and again, wait an hour. Vaping is risky, because it could easily be a dab, a blended dab, or high concentration solution. Inhalation is also the fastest way to get it to your brain, smoking and dabbing being fastest, so judging the dose is very hard for a newb.

Do a little research and get educated on what these products are and how the work and affect you. This isn't a lethal drug, but it can fuck up your world profoundly if you approach it from ignorance or improperly consume. Please misbehave responsibly.

Pepto is composed of pink bismuth, and even though it works, doctors aren't completely sure exactly why. They have some strong theories that make sense medically, but the exact mechanism isn't known. When you digest it, your body breaks it down to bismuth and other things. Since bismuth is essentially inert in the digestive system, it gets moved out as what it is: ultra-fine particles of a dull grey metal.

It makes poops turn grey or black, in some cases. Totally normal.

I feel this, and feel bad for both of you. After 9/11, a lot of jobs got hit by the recession, mine one of them. Just out of college, no one hiring, no one giving any assistance. I'll admit that I had no other way to survive than to steal. And I did. I figured out what was both easy to take and easy to sell quickly for decent value.

For several months, I worked stores. Going in with a coat or jacket, putting it in my cart. Blu-Ray had just come out, and the discs were expensive. And a lot of high-dollar boxed sets had come out. My tactic was to covertly find and get a large number, find a camera-free area, and store them in the coat sleeves. At some point, I would leave my cart to go to the bathroom. This has the advantage of breaking the legality of any surveillance, as well as giving me a window to remove the anti-theft devices from the cases.

Finish a bit of shopping and leave, making sure to be well dressed, friendly, act normal. Grab the bag in one hand, pick up the coat, leave. Then go to the next town over and sell them to an entertainment store that offered 50-75% of retail for popular used discs. Cover story? I was buying movie collections off of eBay cheap, keeping what I wanted for my own library, selling the rest for a profit and repeating.

I was never caught. I made enough to pay my rent and bills for months. I kept a list of what I took and the values, and paid it back anonymously when I was able. And when I started working for the main store I hit, I got a shock. My exploits were a training story from loss prevention. I got to sit uncomfortably while our head of LP described in detail what had been happening, how much I had taken, theories on what tactics had been used. But that they never figured out who it was, had no pictures or evidence (because I made certain to never leave any), and that the only saving grace is that the thief paid the exact value of the theft a couple years later. In an envelope no finger prints, a short note of explaination printed on generic paper, and a bunch of cash in it. It was all explained from the perspective of never knowing what a criminal will do.

It was a time of shame, constant fear of being arrested at literally any moment, and desperation. And the time: when you are performing a well-planned theft, everything takes so much time. Casing the store, learning the camera areas and habits of the LP folks. Performing the theft. Cleaning the cases of anti-theft devices. Getting out clean. Guessing the value of what you have to make sure it's enough to justify making the trip across county lines to fence it (and inhibit police communications).

It also created some nasty habits. Once I was able to work and make a living again, I found myself pocketing items. It wasn't that I needed them, it was just habit. Even over a decade and a half later, the tendency is still there. It's mainly just an intrusive thought, but it comes up. And not being used to simply having money. If I needed food, I could just go buy it, rather than spend half a day planning, executing, and profiting from a theft. It was weird.

So, long story short, don't start the first step down any path you're not comfortable walking to the end of, because you'll find yourself further along it than you ever thought when you take a look back.

The proper response: when she walked in, get up and put a hand on her should. Make eye contact, and say "It's about fucking time, my tongue is getting tired." Give her a little nudge forward.

No matter what happens, when you finish up (and you should finish), walk out, look right at her, and ask "What did we learn about knocking on door today?" Assert control of the situation, make her the uncomfortable one, since you did nothing wrong.