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Hi All, I hope you are all doing well! With student loans beginning to accrue interest this month I started budgeting/tracking my finances more and am seeking opinions on what to do with my loans. I currently have ~20k in student loan debt with three loans, with the following info: 7500 (3.73%), 6596 (4.53%), and 5868 (5.05%). For budgeting information, I make ~95/100k a year based on bonus and put 8% pre/6% post into 401k (graduated May 2022). Aside from that money, I currently allocate monthly money based on the following:
- Rent/Utilities/Streaming (Spotify): 1350
- Car Gas/Upkeep: 250
- Food/Gym: 500
- Clothes: 250 (usually rollover and don't spend)
- Eating Out/Fun Spending: 750
- Savings: HYSA 1k, Roth IRA 540, Brokerage 250, Leftover goes here as well
I also have 21k in HYSA, 6.8k in Roth IRA, 18k in 401k, 3k in Brokerage, and about 25k in normal Checkings/Savings. I guess my question is whether or not I should be funneling my extra funds into my HYSA/Brokerage or into paying off my student loans? I ideally would like to purchase a house near Aug 2024 and don't know if paying off my loans in full/partial will help or if I should just pay the minimum monthly. Any advice would be greatly appreciated, thanks!

I was in my High School gym class playing tennis with my special needs girlfriend, who is awesome, when my teacher called me over.
“Hey Leeroy! Over here pal!” My head shot in the direction of his words like a pet dog, i dropped my racket on the spot and ran over to him.
“Buddy. Nurse needs to see you.” He explained.
I was dumbfounded by this, i felt totally fine! But anyways i followed his command and headed for the nurses office.
upon arrival I knock on the door
“Who is it?”
“Its leeroy”
“Come in.”
I entered the nurses office and sat across her looming desk. She was about 24 and typing away at her keyboard.
“You need to update your medical records if you want to play football this year.” Said the nurse.
I sat for a moment and waited for her to look back at me before starting to speak.
“Is that some kind of, joke?”
With a confused grin, she answered
“No! You just need to ask your doctor to print out your medical stuff!”
“Yeah well, im going to have to not do that.” I declared.
She stood from her desk and walked around it to sit beside me.
“Listen, Leeroy.” She begun
“Yes ma’am.” I answered
“Follow me.” She looked at me before standing up and turning around, and opening the side door of the nurses office.
I followed her as she flicked on the light and closed the door behind me.
She got on her knees and my heart started pumping like a fucking coal train engine.
After grabbing a box from a low shelf, she stood back up and sat me down (thank god) on a little kids chair.
She put a stethoscope on and listened to my heart, which was still going nuts. It was at this moment i realized i was in here for seemingly no reason.
“Okay, your heart seems fine” She said, I sighed with relief.
“Now im just going to give you a little dose of something before you go back to class.”
She reached back into the box and pulled out a small syringe, plastic cover still on the needle.
She filled the syringe with some liquid bottle of something, and then pulled my sleeve up and over my shoulder.
“Wait, what is that.” I said. “Why is this happening, im so confused.”
She forced the needle into my arm and i felt a tiny prick followdd by a cold sensation running up and down my arm she had shot.
She then opened the door and signaled for me to leave.
“Alright Leeroy, come back if you start to feel weird okay?”
I nodded and walked back into the schools long hallways.
I felt my body begin to shrink inside, my vision becoming crazy and distorted.
I saw tiles of the floor levitating before my eyes, girls faces expanding and contracting as they walk past, i begun to shiver violently.
I fell to the floor as it felt like my head was spun through a washing machine, a manic smile left on my empty face.
I woke up in the janitors room four hours later.
Oh no. Its friday. Everyone is already gone!!!
I charged out of the janitors room and ran for the front doors.
The gates were already sealed shut, no way out.
I sadly walked back down the hallway towards the nurses office as my head begun viscously pounding like a drum.
I vommited blood and human tissue onto the floor, and reached for my right shoulder, i found now bruised and black, leaking a milky white puss, stinging like a thousand wasps.
I fell to the floor, twitching and screaming bloody murder as i writhed in agony, until i fell unconcious.
I was found two days later by the schools dean, who called 911. Paramedics scraped me off of the floor and onto a sheet, rushing me to the hospital immediately.
I survived, but now i cannot masterbate, as my right arm was removed in this freak accident drugging.

I posted this question yesterday and got a bunch of interesting responses but mostly everyone was staying in, kinda tracks that people on Reddit on Friday nights would be staying in lol
So the title is a tongue in cheek.
I don’t feel like doing anything this weekend, so I made no plans but interested in hearing what others are doing.
If there’s anything interesting going on near union, let me know…

So you know the typical advice you get when you say you are lonely, that you should take a shower, go on meetup.com, do skincare, dress fashionably and do forth and so on and so forth? But normal people don't do any of that stuff, or at least not to a significant degree?
Like for example: - shower every day: this will actually dry out your skin. Most people shower only every other day unless they have a physically tasking daily activity. - skincare: I recently was camping and shared a bathroom with like 40 other guys and none of them used skincare products, half of them didn't even use sunscreen because they had a tan. My brother, who has a wife and 4 kids doesn't use any products. - dress fashionably: in my daily experience like less than 20% men I see dress fashionably in any way. I see plenty of guys with horrible fashion sense have wives and girlfriends. - volunteering: I've volunteered for a long time and it didn't make anyone want to be my friend. In fact many people who I meet volunteering hate it and are only there because they need credit points. Most people I know don't volunteer at all. - hobbies/interests: been to many hobbies/interest groups over the years and never made any friends. People generally don't go to these groups to make friends because they have friends already. Also most people don't have deep interests, their main hobby and interests are their friends, where to hang out, women they want to hook up with etc. - go to the gym: most people don't do this, they instead play team games like football or basketball, or go to yoga class. Again going to the gym hasn't got me any friends because people there are just there to lift and listen to music on their headphones - internet: this is the only place where I have met people who were willing to talk but I've always ended up getting ghosted or the conversation just dies because we have nothing to go on with - meetup: nobody irl I've met has ever heard or used this website.
I get so bummed that people always hand me the same laundry list of side quests that almost nobody in the real world is doing.
How has your experience with the standard advice been?

My goal for this is to help others. I was the kid who would break out in a rash that ran head to torso a few times a year and they said was heat rash. Reg diarreha and stomach pains. Chronic insomniac. Allergy issues as a kid that I grew out of. Barium enema in 8th grade. And most folks just wrote me off as stressed. Female. Whatever. I lived on a semi constant stream of kaopectate and ALWAYS be near a bathroom. Great freaking quality of life:) 32 thyroid is removed due to thyroid cancer. Stomach gets worse. Cue farting that could level Tokyo. My ex husband febreezed my ass once. Not a joke. GI doc and sibo diagnosis and drugs. They do seem to help. She says if this recurs we have to look at food issues. And better for a time than far worse. Traditional prick testing is all over the place. Had multiple rounds. Leap Testing gives a frame work for food and I discover mast cells and histamine intolerance. I hit an allergist who looks at previous testing and says you have mast cell instability disease. Strict gluten free dairy free no left overs diet ensues. And tummy issues get better for a time. Mind you the stress of that diet and the fact that it was low carb for over a decade IS not suggested now. I have a few good years and then getting sick a lot. Weird things happening always in summer. 2020 and the great crash starts up. Full body pain. by 2021 something in summer is wiping out my thryoid conversion of T4 to T3 and that's when I can get anyone to even pull a T3. Body temps drop dangerously low during summer..93.5 HURTS that's all i can tellyou. Pointless ER visit that tells me it's a mechanical misfire. 2021 i see a new allergist and he says I really dont think you have mast cell instability. It's too rare. Does the gold standard test for it and is like I see no reaction in your system. So after that during a colonscopy a doc says I see NO physical reason you can't eat a normal diet. And of course OVERJOYED and basically a biological excon. That first meal out of the joint was SCARY. I gain 15 lbs quickly and am bloated and puffy and stomach is not trying to clean itself out. Cue 3 months of hypothyrodism as I had to get a doc to change meds due to the weight gain. Conversion is still not happenign. 2 endos later. T3 not helping. Sleep is non existant like 2 hours. Fatigue. A dreadful summer of suprise rashes. October..I notice the same pattern with sibo..morning is better before meals ...the day gets worse..miserable by night . No sleep. Rinse.Repeat. I hit up an integrated medicine person as well as a gi doc. Integrated med person gives herbals and things do help..but not at all for sure. Atrantil provided some relief too. GI doc says breath test and sure enough..H2sibo ( that wasn't even on the radar almost 2 decades ago). I started b1 with flagyl as I read somewhere it depletes it and suddently my brain fog clears. Flagyl and then augmenting make me feel like SHIT. Tummy is better but everything elseis nightmare. I give up and hit functional medicine. At the same time as I do that life DNA offers methylation info if you upload your dna results. This isn't as good as genetic testing but definitely broadstrokes is better than nothing. Sure enough b vitamin methylation issues as well as Low comt gene. Funct med gives me better formulations of b vits than i was on. Still working up b1 dosages SLOWLY. So during the bogus allergy decade of a super restricted diet DAO enzymes were part of my tools. I start them up again...and stomach cramps are starting to get better and bowl motility improves. Likely histamine intolerant and everything is so damn complex I will never know causes of it..sibo.. And countless allergists and no..no one has EVER tested my histamine levels. Seeing slow progress but REAL progress without a hugely restrictive diet. The genetic testing showed that tea is not great for me ( i was mainlining it on the restrictive diet) and I drink booze very sparingly. I'm 48. Functional medicine has done more for me in 3 months than 3 years of traditional medicine with so far a better quality of life. I only had a few years without stomach issues. Sleep with DAO is amazingly easy and good quality. I'm not at the end of my journey with this but the end is closer than the beginning. May this help someone else.

Hi there, I just bought a hismith premium and wanted to see if there was anyone interested in me using it on you. Got an assortment of dildos to choose from and other toys. I'm near Hermann park btw

hey y’all :) Been on and off with my weed journey but am realized there is a pattern emerging when I cut cold Turkey—the withdrawls are overwhelming and even life-threatening to my mental and physical health. My mom has been suggesting that I find someone who can help me taper off so I’ll be less likely to go back to smoking than I would be if I cut cold Turkey. Although because weed is just now being regulated and taken more seriously, I don’t think we’re there yet with specialists who can do this. (Also - just so you know— I do it cold Turkey because I get disgusted with it and I don’t want it near me for the first day or so but then when the withdrawls come in and I end up smoking again)
Has anyone been successful tapering off of weed?
Thank you guys and much love ❤️❤️❤️

I know it’s not a lot, but I’m pretty much the only person in my fandom so it feels like a lot to me.
Nearly 51k words on the work, I also have 2 subscribers.
I feel great!

i made a post recently about moving back to ny in the next 10 ish years.... turns out, the move might be happening a lot sooner!
we've narrowed it down to threeish counties (orange, ulster, and greene) based on property tax %, while also being in the area we want to be (south of albany, north of highland falls). we'll be going to see some family over the july 4th weekend and plan on driving up and back down through the hudson, with strategic stops along the way!
what we're looking for:
- a "small town feel" without the small town ignorance
- easy access to the hudson line/amenities
- affordable land (we plan to build our own place for pseudo homesteading)
-we will both be WFH, so internet options are pretty crucial. we will also be driving as little as feasibly possible, ideally... but that's always a bit circumstantial.
​
where we plan to stop (primarily dog parks, maybe a brewery or winery) :
- walden
- athens/coxsackie
- cornwall/newburgh
-deciding between marlboro and plattekill
​
tell me, anywhere we should look that we haven't looked into yet? are any of those places less than ideal? (note: i know newburgh is rated the worst place in NYS, arguable the country. however... after having lived in rochester and now baltimore, i feel like it sincerely cannot be worse. i know there/s always good areas and bad areas).
tia!

"Great Days And Glorious Victory! My Name is Spifflemonk aaand welcome to my Letsplay! Today we will be celebrating the recent release of many games to the open market by Humans with a game that was recommended to me many times by my work colleague. Hats off to you Jerry! Today we will start with a game called: Factorio. Okay... Apparently it is a resource management and automation game with a simple graphics component. Let's check some of the reviews."
*Spifflemonk looks at some of the reviews for the game and grows disturbed and confused.*
"Erm.. hmm... Is this a human thing? These reviews are all positive but... all of them say the same thing. The last maybe two hundred reviews all say a different iteration of the same thing. Is this a joke or... am I getting into something bad here?"
*Spiffles screen displays a short scroll of the latest reviews. All of them say something along the lines of: THE FACTORY MUST GROW*
"Well, okay then. I know this game does have mods, I looked earlier to test my game settings and recording software. I will be ignoring all of that for now and focusing only on the 'vanilla' experience, is what the humans call it? I think... Okay well lets get started erm... New Game... Sandbox... oh... this looks complicated. Just go default settings and start."
*The game screen loads fast and the introduction sequence plays, starting with the sound of explosions and a bleep noise, explaining how to win the game. Victory is achieved by launching a rocket with either a satellite or the player in it.*
"So... from what I can tell here, the player, that's this little guy here, needs to build a factory to make rockets to get back into space after crash landing. Okay, how hard can that be?"
*The following hour of gameplay takes place with Spifflemonk learning the controls of the game, getting used to the graphics and doing some exploring. Eventually he actually gets to work, placing his first miner down, and putting his first stone smelter next to it. He spends a few minutes clearing boulders and trees in his crash site and slowly accumulates resources enough to add more miners, eventually setting up his first belt line and assembler after the first hour.*
"Right then! That's good uh... According to this I need to do research by making Science Packs? Okay so... I need to automate red science because hand crafting is.... very slow. Very very slow. Okay then uhh... Iron Gears and Copper plates? That's easy! I will just..."
*Another twenty minutes pass by, seemingly a bit too fast as he finishes hand crafting the first fifty Red Science. Depositing a few of them into a science lab and looking at what research is available.*
"Hmmm... Automation. That's going first, I can build assemblers now. After that maybe... Logistics? What's this? Belt Splitters, Underground Belts and Inserters? Oh look, power generation, that will be needed! I will start with...."
*Two hours pass without Spifflemonks notice as he upgrades and improves, adding production lines to automate the construction of Red Science packs. Finally unlocking Green Science packs.*
"Oohhh this gets a LOT more complicated... I need a mix of multiple resources to make these. Iron Gears, Copper Plates, Iron Plates... Green Circuits?! Where do I get those?! Oh... So... this goes here and that can go..."
*A further forty minutes pass when SpiffleMonk begins to panic as a red triangle with an exclamation point appears on his screen, indicating his factory is taking damage.*
"What? WHAT!? What's that red thing, is that some kind of alarm!? Okay uhh... let me just go see what it is then."
*Spifflemonk hastily runs towards the noise to find the games enemies: the Bug Hives of Nauvis attacking his Copper mines.*
"What are those things? AAHH STOP EATING MY MINERS!!! Oh gods oh gods where.. do i have a weapon or... I do have a gun! Okay uhhh... Shoot!"
*Spiffle fumbles but eventually finds the shoot button, and three of the six aliens chewing on his base get killed. He does however run out of ammunition for his simple pistol, and the aliens redirect their attention to his character.*
"What? Why isn't it firi-I'm out of bullets? This needs bullets?! Wait, wait NO-"
*A group of six aliens attack him and kill his character, resulting in a game over screen. The game automatically deletes his save file, as the difficulty is set to hardcore.*
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"
*His channel outro plays.*
TOP COMMENT: "THE FACTORY MUST GROW."
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"Great Days And Glorious Victory! My Name is Spifflemonk aaand welcome to my Letsplay! Today we are going to try Factorio out again. Last time did not go well. BUT I have a better knowledge about the game and one of the first things I know to do is make ammunition! I know Im not alone here this time so I can prepare for it. Lets play!"
*Game starts with the same settings as the previous time, Spifflemonk wastes no time and clears the local area of trees and rocks and immediately starts automation as quickly as he can. Within two hours, he is roughly close to where he was when he got killed last time.*
"Right! I looked more at the research options and found better gun, better bullets and automated ammo production. As you can see, its green science, red science and as you can see, the first few bits of Military science are just coming off the assembly line. I was told from the last comments... aside from the crazy chanting... I needed to get walls, gun turrets and other things, and try not to pick a fight."
*Spifflemonk continues gameplay for a further hour or so before that all too familiar signal blares, the red triangle with an exclamation mark appears.*
"AHA!!! Now we will see who's the boss in this factory! Have at thee!"
*Spifflemonk heads towards the target and encounters a group of eight enemies, who he easily deals with. After replacing tw destroyed miners, he resumes working and begins to automate oil processing.*
"What is oil in this game? Is it like balm oil or something? Do humans use handwashing agents as industrial machinery? What is oil in this... hold on let me see something..."
*Spifflemonk pauses his gameplay and reads out an article on crude oil and fossil fuel industry, then a follow up article on plastic.*
"Plastic... and petroleum. Well thats... okay. Well we have something similar but we generally used hydrogen and stuff. I don't even know if my homeworld has the same... we never needed it. We mostly use ceramics and stuff as well as silicon based industry so... we don't have plastic in our industry. Wood and a sort of bitumen substance is the closest we have to your human coal and we have no crude oil processing at all so... no plastic. Is that why human circuitry processing is so cheap? Plastics?"
*Spifflemonk makes a note to do some research later on and carries on with automation. Eventually about an hour or so after starting to produce plastic bars, the alert sound rings ut again and Spifflemonk charges out to meet the new enemy.*
"Okay let's go! I'm still making bullets and guns so I should be HOLY CRAP!"
*Spifflemonk arrives and is swarmed by an army of around three dozen or so enemies, and is killed while attempting to run away. Once again, his save is still in hardcore mode, so he dies, a game over screen occurs, and his save is deleted.*
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"
*The gameplay ends and Spiffles outro plays out as normal. However it seems as though the audio wasn't properly edited and a number of seriously bad curse words and slurs can be faintly heard in the background.*
TOP COMMENT: "Hardcore mode? I think you should turn it off in your gameplay settings dude. Hardcore mode is something players of only like maybe 150 hours or more would attempt. In any case, good effort! Build walls, turrets, get secured asap next time. Subbed and liked!"
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"Great Days And Glorious Victory! My Name is Spifflemonk aaand welcome to my Letsplay! Today it's going to be Factorio again!"
*The channel intro plays and the screen cuts to a factory that seems already built.*
"On the recommendation of some of my subscribers, thank you all by the way, I have turned hardcore mode off and started building walls and defenses. This game looked so stupidly simple I had no idea just how... intricate it really is. So this time instead of taking you all through the long and boring i have pre buit my base and as you can see I have started producing the first batches of Blue Science, and have here something humans have in real life apparently: Trains!"
*A quick overview of the base is shown, followed by a short montage of the bases construction. A blueprint is outlined for later construction that produces Purple Science and logistics robots, along with a side factory that makes various other things such as belts and assemblers. The factory however, is a mess made of spaghetti, with obvious bottlenecks and mishmashes of belts.*
"I think i'm getting the hang of this game! Okay so, let's go see what we can do. And before you ask, yes I have already died twice while building this place."
*An hour or so of gameplay follows, with Spiffle checking and rechecking his factory, adding bits here and there, putting more belts in, and having a short pseudo aneurysm while figuring out the intricacies of the blueprint upgrader before finally arriving at his newly built train.*
"According to humans and the Factorio guide, trains are a long term, long range logistics solution that replaces belts across long distances. Humans apparently had these things for hundreds of years, in real life. They still operate today apparently, you can find a few of these 'railway networks' on Earth and other colonies. This will be the first time we use one. I had no idea how to automate this so I had to watch a guide so, don't judge me. So... let's go!"
*Spifflemonk enters the train and opens the UI to start the automation sequence. The train spools up then charges round corners at breakneck speeds and arrives at a train stop for a Stone Mine several miles away from his main base. As instructed in the guide, the train loads up on stone and once full, charges back at blistering speed back to his main base. He is a little bit too giddy at the result."
"WHY DON'T WE HAVE THESE!? That was amazing! No seriously, Council of Elders, ask the humans if we can borrow some of their trains. This would have solved SO many problems back in the day! SO many problems! Look how much this thing can carry!"
*Gameplay stops, Spifflemonks Outro plays. The next video he releases is a two and a half hour long video essay entitled: "Why we need to beg humans for trains' and receives nearly half a billion views.*
TOP COMMENT: "Seriously? You guys dont have trains? I'd love to know how that actually worked for you guys to get to space or do mass transit. I can recommend a few games if you want."
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"Great Days And Glorious Victory! My Name is Spifflemonk aaand welcome to my Letsplay! Today we are back with: You guessed it, Factorio! Last time was a solid... month I think between that episode and my last upload. That was because I was trying out a train for myself! I went to the human colony of Epsilon Eridani nearby and tried a train. Best thing ever. Why don't we have those? Anyway, today on Factorio it's time for expansion!"
*Spifflemonks intro plays and a further overview of the factory is played, showing a separated train network with multiple railway sections with up to 30 trains running at once. Further advancements have been made, with a series of blueprints laid out and half completed for the production of yellow science.*
"As you can see I did some off camera work here. I do read your comments, I will try to make my videos, especially on these games, slightly shorter. And also, I checked the reviews again. I'm starting to understand where you are coming from. Factory must grow. From players with upwards of two thousand hours. With how short lived humans are you'd expect the to not spend two thousand hours playing a game, now would you."
*Sheepishly displays his own time of one hundred and thirty four hours, before returning to the game*
"So anyway. Today, as far as I can tell from the research queue, is the last day we will play as I am not that far off from-"
*Spifflemonk is interrupted by several attack alerts, noticing on his map that there are several attacks going at once across his frontline. Spiffle assumes all is well and ignores it. A minute later, he starts noticing that Copper production has stopped, and looks up again at his mining outpost to notice there is a truly MASSIVE biter army overwhelming and obliterating everything there. He panics and subsequently dies six times trying to take the biters out.*
*In the ensuing chaos Spifflemonks base is seriously damaged with Green circuits and Blue circuit factories being destroyed, part of his ammo production line is cut and four of his trains destroyed too. The entire north and north east face of his base is completely destroyed. The equivalent of twelve hours of work lost, to the tune of maybe another thirty minutes to an hour of replacing everything the biters destroyed.*
"Thats... thats just plain evil! How am... how am I supposed to beat that!? There were thousands of them! Okay, screw this, I am reloading a save!"
*Spifflemonk reloads the save and tries again. He redirects his attention to strengthening his defenses, doubling the number of turrets and strengthening his defensive line. The biters attack again, and this time Spiffle barely, very barely, makes it out with no major losses.*
"This is insane... absolutely insane! Okay... I get it. I need more guns. The rocket will have to wait I guess. So what do i- Flamethrower turret? What's a flamethrower?"
*Spifflemonk looks up the concept, unfortunately clicking on the wrong link and showing what flamethrowers were used for in the Vietnam war and World War Two. He has a slight panic attack and ends the video there.*
TOP COMMENT: Save Scumming is a legitimate tactic when you are a new guy. No issues dude, fight on. And flamethrowers? Yeah... did you know there's a thing called Incendiary Bombs? That's fun!
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"Great Days And Glorious Victory! My Name is Spifflemonk aaand welcome to my Letsplay! Today we are back in Factorio. I have sent a special message to the Council about… Flamethrowers… and yes they scare me too. So today its more Factorio. I have done some off camera work so we can skip straight to the point. Seventeen hours later… I am starting to understand why some people have upwards of a thousand hours in this game. Why does it seem to… Anyway.”
*The channel intro plays and an overview of the factory is shown, with the last shot ending with Spifflemonk standing next to the Launch Silo for the endgame rocket. It isn't ready for launch yet, but it appears all the components are where they need to be.*
“Okay then, uhh… here we go!”
*Spifflemonk connects the last belt line to where it needs to be and resources begin to flow. He follows the connection to a series of a dozen assemblers, oil refineries, chemical processors and explains as he goes to tell the viewer what each machine set does. After a few minutes, the first Rocket Control Components have been made and the progress on the silo goes up.*
“It is a little slow but thats okay, room to expand and grow! In any case, this should be done shortly. OOhhh look at that!”
*Spifflemonk watches with the depression of a kid in a candy store with an unlimited budget as the animation plays of the rocket emerging from its silo.*
“Well… uhh… I assume I enter it just like the train I guess…”
*Spiffle enters and launches the rocket. The endgame scene plays, and Spiffle earns some steam achievements for the game.*
“YES!!! YES BY THE GODS YES!!! Finally! I am finished! OH… how long did it take to finish my first - A HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FOUR HOURS!? How… How is it possible this game took so much of my attention?!Uhh… Wow. So.. I guess mods are next. Any suggestions in the comments? Thanks for watching!”
*The channel outro plays as Spiffle stares blankly at the screen showing his playtime with the game.*
TOP COMMENT: Only a hundred and eighty hours? Dude, rookie numbers. You should try mods next time. Just quality of life stuff like stack sizes or Supersonic Trains. Then, after you've launched a couple more rockets - go for broke and install the Space Exploration modpack. THAT… that modpack is pure agony.

FTM and FTD. We've just been having some fights lately; I hate arguing in front of our baby. I'm afraid we're going to mess her up by arguing in front of her.
My husband honestly just pisses me off so much sometimes. He has ADHD and some times he just hyper focuses on a topic, sometimes something I don't agree with, and just subjects me to all of his thoughts on it. It can go on for like an hour or more. He will talk and talk and talk AT me for a long time while I don't really reply or I make an excuse to walk away or gently say I don't agree (which then triggers him).
One topic in particular that sets me off is his hatred if veganism. He'll talk about it as if it's a philosophical debate and not about veganism itself - but he just straight up says it's wrong and actively shits on it, which he denies.
I can only stand so much of him talking at me until I blow up and tell him I don't give a fuck that he dislikes veganism because the ex friend/ cousin was vegan and DH is a farmer and I'm just fucking over it. It's a personal choice people make for personal reasons and that's the end of it for me. But that's what it was today. We've had this veganism discussion several times over the last few years, I have gotten angry over it more times than not, and I straight up told him to not talk to me about veganism ever again today.
Last week I had a full on meltdown because he refused to take the baby for a couple hours while I cleaned. The issue was that I work 40 hours a week, he is a SAHD. It was a weekend where neither of us were busy, and I wanted to clean the kitchen and do some laundry and he wanted to play video games even though I had been watching baby already for 7 hours. I just needed a break and he refused to help me. It was so bad that I yelled, cried, and accidentally broke a plate slamming it on the counter as I was attempting to make us lunch. We have solved that issue, now we have a schedule. But if he makes me super angry 20 minutes before my break time, is it really a break? I lose all the energy I had to clean because I just fought with him then I just want to lay in bed and rage on reddit.
But I just can't keep arguing in front of the baby. I just get so angry and he just pushes my buttons until I explode. I don't know what to do.
Also he doesn't want me to ever confide my issues with him in reddit because reddit has a tendency to tell everyone to get a divorce. He doesn't think I should talk to anyone about it. But like... I don't care, I need some support. I don't know if we can afford therapy, and any therapy is like an hour away at least as we live in the country. Maybe I don't even need advice I just want everyone to know I'm pissed.

Hey all, I recently bought tickets for the Sagrada Familia with my friends, but some of them will not be available for that day (6th of June, specifically), so I thought of selling them through TicketSwap, here's the link: https://www.ticketswap.com/listing/la-sagrada-familia-tou9617610/e74acd6c7f
If you want any more details, just dm me. If you don't feel comfortable buying online, we can meetup somewhere near the Sagrada Familia station to do the transaction right there.

Hello! My name is Nia, I am 23 years old, fem, and I am looking for other fem gamers to play with. I mostly like to have fun, but do play to win even though there’s some joking around here and there. I’m not a fan of larger groups, but do like having a small group of friends who play together. I’ve taken a small break from games, but have recently started playing Outlast Trials.
Here are some games that I wish to get back into:
Dbd
Phas
Raft
Devour
l4d2
Sons of the Forest + more
As you can see I am more into multiplayer horror, however I like other silly and goofy games on steam, not against other genres if the group decides on it. I am willing to try out other games, and of course continue playing Outlast Trials. I will also try out content creation in the near future, as I’ve always had an interest in digital media since I took a couple of classes in high school and college.
Besides playing games, I think it would be cool if we had movies nights, chat and actually become friends. Regardless if you’re into the same things I am or not, I would like to get to know the things you enjoy as well.
Thank you so much for reading my post. If you are interested please message me. <3

Let me explain...
I have a 37 year old stuffed rabbit that I am very emotionally bonded to. I am 28 and my bunny was made in 1986. This exact stuffed animal has been obviously discontinued and cant be replaced at all. Especially not mine, which has been with me for as long as I can remember. I have carried her through my entire life: through my parents divorce at 5 years old, moving from city to city and every time I travelled between their homes always in my bag, traveling with me but subsequently immediately back home when I went to bootcamp (although it broke my heart), inmediately reaquiring my bunny when I was out of bootcamp and onto advanced training, traveling with me across states, different commands, different boyfriends, always with me. After such a life stuck close to my side, bunny has definitely become worn out to say the least. If bunny wasnt worn out just from age and use sleeping next to me for so many nights, what I tell you next absolutely would not help, the complete opposite.
When I was very young, my sister and I fought so much that she became increasingly sadistic and violent. One day while we were fighting she locked me out of my home on the front porch and she knew exactly what to do to hurt me. She took my bunny and held her up in front of the window for me to see as she stabbed it repeatedly over and over in different areas. I was horrified and screamed and cried as I couldnt do anything besides property damage (which wouldve caused even more abuse from her and my father) to get inside to save my beloved friend from being totally destroyed. She eventually unlocked the door and tossed my broken bunny to me. I only recently learned to sew while in the military and Im still not good at it to this day. So since that day when I was young, I tried my best to handle her with care while still taking her nearly everywhere with me. I have been very sensitive to this incident due to it being traumatic to me and only have told a few people in my life. I felt like I let down my only bestfriend ive ever had and I dont think ill ever be ready to put my bunny away out of fear of feeling like ive given up and turned away, as I am so afraid of feeling due to my trauma.
This all being said, I am very lucky to have found the love of my life that accepts bunny and I. He understands what bunny means to me and that I require it every night to sleep peacefully. He still will occasionally tease my bunny, calling it "spaghetti" and informing others of this joke, such as friends that will react in disgust or amusement of the realization of the state of my closest companion. Today, I was sitting on the couch playing my switch with bunny by my side. I had to use the bathroom so I left for just a few minutes but came back out to my partner... shaking my bunny violently and carelessly. I stood in the hallway in horror and very quickly shut down and reverted to a childlike state. I asked what he was doing and he said he was shaking it off because his dog had sat on top of it while I was gone in the bathroom. I held my bunny close to my heart and tried to calm myself as he chided me stating "your bunny is ok." I know my bunny doesnt really feel anything mentally or physically but as an empath and neurodivergent on top of the traumatic experience from my childhood, my heart is so upset. The rough handling can cause the remaining seams to break and unravel completely which would force me to put my bunny away for good, which I dont think Im ready for yet still. My partner knows how much my stuffed animal means to me and how gently I hold and handle it. So why he thinks roughly shaking with no regard to the consequences is completely beyond me.
I had a shut down as I witnessed the incident and I am currently huddled up under a blanket isolating myself as he hectors on about that he doesnt know what he did wrong and I am overreacting. But I am genuinely hurt. Does anyone have any comments, similar stories, or tips on how to repair a stuffed animal with great care? Id greatly appreciate anything anyone has.
Thank you.
Please dont judge me too hard! I think stuffed animals as an adult should be entirely normalized for no other reason than they are some of our longest friends.

Let me explain...
I have a 37 year old stuffed rabbit that I am very emotionally bonded to. I am 28 and my bunny was made in 1986. This exact stuffed animal has been obviously discontinued and cant be replaced at all. Especially not mine, which has been with me for as long as I can remember. I have carried her through my entire life: through my parents divorce at 5 years old, moving from city to city and every time I travelled between their homes always in my bag, traveling with me but subsequently immediately back home when I went to bootcamp (although it broke my heart), inmediately reaquiring my bunny when I was out of bootcamp and onto advanced training, traveling with me across states, different commands, different boyfriends, always with me. After such a life stuck close to my side, bunny has definitely become worn out to say the least. If bunny wasnt worn out just from age and use sleeping next to me for so many nights, what I tell you next absolutely would not help, the complete opposite.
When I was very young, my sister and I fought so much that she became increasingly sadistic and violent. One day while we were fighting she locked me out of my home on the front porch and she knew exactly what to do to hurt me. She took my bunny and held her up in front of the window for me to see as she stabbed it repeatedly over and over in different areas. I was horrified and screamed and cried as I couldnt do anything besides property damage (which wouldve caused even more abuse from her and my father) to get inside to save my beloved friend from being totally destroyed. She eventually unlocked the door and tossed my broken bunny to me. I only recently learned to sew while in the military and Im still not good at it to this day. So since that day when I was young, I tried my best to handle her with care while still taking her nearly everywhere with me. I have been very sensitive to this incident due to it being traumatic to me and only have told a few people in my life. I felt like I let down my only bestfriend ive ever had and I dont think ill ever be ready to put my bunny away out of fear of feeling like ive given up and turned away, as I am so afraid of feeling due to my trauma.
This all being said, I am very lucky to have found the love of my life that accepts bunny and I. He understands what bunny means to me and that I require it every night to sleep peacefully. He still will occasionally tease my bunny, calling it "spaghetti" and informing others of this joke, such as friends that will react in disgust or amusement of the realization of the state of my closest companion. Today, I was sitting on the couch playing my switch with bunny by my side. I had to use the bathroom so I left for just a few minutes but came back out to my partner... shaking my bunny violently and carelessly. I stood in the hallway in horror and very quickly shut down and reverted to a childlike state. I asked what he was doing and he said he was shaking it off because his dog had sat on top of it while I was gone in the bathroom. I held my bunny close to my heart and tried to calm myself as he chided me stating "your bunny is ok." I know my bunny doesnt really feel anything mentally or physically but as an empath and neurodivergent on top of the traumatic experience from my childhood, my heart is so upset. The rough handling can cause the remaining seams to break and unravel completely which would force me to put my bunny away for good, which I dont think Im ready for yet still. My partner knows how much my stuffed animal means to me and how gently I hold and handle it. So why he thinks roughly shaking with no regard to the consequences is completely beyond me.
I had a shut down as I witnessed the incident and I am currently huddled up under a blanket isolating myself as he hectors on about that he doesnt know what he did wrong and I am overreacting. But I am genuinely hurt. Does anyone have any comments, similar stories, or tips on how to repair a stuffed animal with great care? Id greatly appreciate anything anyone has.
Thank you.
Please dont judge me too hard! I think stuffed animals as an adult should be entirely normalized for no other reason than they are some of our longest friends.

I was nearly unemployed for almost 2 years. Didn't even get offers from McDonald's and clothing stores like old navy. I had a background in IT. Did 3 interviews with best buy. Got an offer.
They believe in me. I'm going to try my best to live up to expectations lol.
Just writing this out to tell people. Interestingly,I don't think I even have good communication skills and see myself as an awkward person lol. Sales is the last place I thought I'd be.
Anyways, thoughts? What should I expect? I know people say bad things but since best buy and my manger who was nice in the interview process believe in me I'm going to work my best even despite bad customers.

Even though a majority of this is venting the primary reason for this post is that I'm desperate for advice. But because I had a bit of a breakdown today, the rant comes first (there's a TL;DAsking for Advice at the bottom). Out of sadness and frustration, I almost impulsively gave myself "The Big Chop" that knew I would regret.
The upkeep for my hair is so damn exhausting that if I'm being honest with myself, I really hate my hair. My biggest issue is I am "blessed" with a lot of it, that 4a "good hair." Growing up most of the compliments on my appearance were about my hair: "Baby your hair comes from good genes!"/"Your hair is so long and pretty, gimme some!"/"Brothas love a Sista with long hair, even better that it's natural!" And I will admit, when my hair's fresh from the hairdresser, I look really nice. When my hair is done, it's one of the few physical features I like about myself. We all know the cultural weight of hair in the Black community.
Y'all also know Black hair's upkeep without ADHD is extensive, expensive, and exhausting, so with ADHD it's fucking impossible. Washing, Conditioning, Brushing, Combing-it-out, Flat-Ironing, Oiling, Greasing down the Edges, IT'S ALL TOO FUCKING MUCH! As an adult, I came to peace with myself early on that I would always pay the "ADHD Tax" of having to get my hair done at hairdressers. Payment for the salon is on par with the electric bill...
Until this month. As I was doing my budgeting for June, my rent's gone up 22% and with inflation continuing to hit hard means I cannot afford to get my hair done this month. So I tried to do it myself. I was already emotionally drained after washing and conditioning my hair, now I had to start the worst part - combing it out. Because of my ADHD, as embarrassed as I am to say it, I don't brush out my hair every night. When I get to the tail end of the month, I usually throw on a head scarf and keep moving, which leads to matted hair and tangles (plus I'm tender-headed, God has a sick sense of humor). Just parting my hair into four sections, I could feel my panic setting it. Every tangle I tugged at, my brain played every memory of my mama or aunt's telling me how lazy I am for not taking care of my hair and that I'm gonna end up bald. An hour and half later, I only have one section done. My head hurts and I'm so frustrated and ashamed. I grabbed my roommate's wig scissors and cut off the current tangle I'm on. IMMEDIATELY, I audibly said, "WTF am I doing!" then burst into tears.
I swallowed my pride and called my mom (our relationship is strained, at best) and asked if she could comb my hair out for me. While she accepted it, of course, it came with the usual chiding: "Most girls take of their hair, why don't you?"/"Your hair is your best feature, you need to learn how self-care."/"You're a grown women, I knew how to take care of my hair at your age." I feel so defeated and today's been the fucking worst.
TL;DAsking for Advice: So please, do you have any tutorials, hairstyle suggestions, or upkeep tips I can use for my hair that's easy-to-learn or ADHD-friendly. Or at least advice on how you're able to not get overwhelmed during upkeep? My biggest hurdles are combing out my hair and parting/oiling it (my scalp dries out very easily). Please no hairstyles that require braiding or flat-ironing. My hair is 3\4 natural with a quarter of relaxer left. Please do not suggest I cut my hair to a shorter length, it's not I oppose it, but it's complicated.

Hey guys just an honest vent about how keep losing all my money on gambling. Not comfortable to open up about it with anyone so Reddit anonymously would be my best option in order to satisfy the urge of expressing my situation.
I’m 20 and am a student. My family supports me and I do not work at all. Every time they send me money I blow it on online gambling. The amount they give isn’t much and due to the fact I’ve won 20k one time (which I ended up losing) I keep going all in with the money I have in hopes to win something close to that number. It’s a non stop cycle for the past 6 months which obliges me to cut down on food, sport socializing and completely distracts me from work related ideas I have. It’s not even about the money at this point but about the excitement of gambling with more than I can afford. I know it’s super degenerate but I’ve watched enough gambling related content online to become brainwashed and addicted. It’s comparable to being possessed and I am finding a way to get rid of the devil having full control of what I do. My control over my actions is close to none and I want to gain it back but seems like I’m used to the suffering and lost all motivation to do so. Have nobody around me to support me since I feel embarrassed opening up about it due to fear of judgement. At this point I feel like only a miracle can bring me back on the right path and cure me of these self destructive thoughts which constantly attack me.
Thank you for reading and all feedback is appreciated.

So I admittedly utilize the Publix by my house too often for alcohol. I’ll usually grab something else while I’m there, but alcohol is why I left my apartment. Anyways. All the cashiers at this store look knowingly at me when they ask for my ID, but there’s one cashier who is friendly to the point of Foot In Mouth disorder.
She came over to check my ID today and said “Ooo throwing a party?” and I just said “Haha nope. All for me.” to which she replied “Oh shopping for the week?” (It was a 12 pack idk why she was treating it like a keg) so I said “No just for tonight.” and she yelled like she was performing: “NO WAY? YOU’RE SKINNY. YOUR BODY CAN’T HANDLE TWELVE BEERS IN ONE NIGHT”
Literally such an embarrassing moment. I looked up and nearly everyone within earshot is staring at me. I was pretty mad about it to be honest.
Once I finally left a manager swooped into me in the parking lot and said how sorry he was for that interaction. It was too late though. I was mad and sad and raw so hearing a handsome man apologize to me just made the tears start flowing. I said “don’t worry about it” and nearly tripled my walking speed.

I’ve contemplated very long about putting this out there and asking for advice, so please bear with my long story ahead. Also, genuinely looking for advice and I might delete this later on for fear of anyone finding out.
Met my girlfriend in University because we were staying at the same dorm. Hit it off pretty well at the start until she revealed something big to me at the start of our romantic relationship. Won’t say things were official then but it was becoming serious between the both of us, just cuddling up until this point.
She then told me about the most recent relationship she was in right before she entered University, with one of her youth church leaders who is married (35M now), let’s call him Harry. Her whole family’s Christian and I’m not, for context. I dug deeper and went through all of their conversations for hours, trying to wrap my head around this extremely shocking piece of news. Before she told me anything, she also said this was something she would have taken to her grave, but I guess she changed her mind and decided to confess to me before we progressed further.
Initially from a relationship of a youth leader and a “friend”, Harry already knew what he was doing from the start. He desired her from the start which was around December of 2019 and started to talk to my gf, under the pretence of resolving some sort of misunderstanding between his wife and my gf, which he later on confessed was just a ruse that he used to get closer to her. He was 31 and my gf was 18 at the time. His wife was also my gf’s direct mentor in church.
Under the pretence of being nice and friendly, they started to get closer, started with the guy constantly texting her and initiating conversations, particularly when she went overseas for a vacation during the same month. He constantly asked her about her day to build rapport, opens up very easily to her and shows her his vulnerabilities very early on.
When she came back, he starting doing her lots of favours prominently by ferrying her around and giving her rides since they stayed relatively near each other.
He also kept sending pics of his kids from the start, in between mixing in flirtatious jokes which increased in intensity to using terms like “my lady” and then becoming more and more explicit by escalating to hugs and physical affection like holding hands. So fucking explicit bc he keeps asking her flirtatious questions and wanting her to reciprocate time and time again.
She suspected from the start as well and knew it was morally wrong but secretly craved attention and love so she entertained and went along with it, not really responding to his flirty texts at first but from a certain point on started to reciprocate. She started to develop feelings for him as well.
He puts the wife out of the picture by confiding in my gf that his wife can’t provide the same emotional support that she does, makes her feel special and wanted so her knowing it was morally wrong, still went along with things. Their relationship gradually turned sexual and they had sex several times (<10 times) according to my gf, in his car, at his friend’s house which he was supposed to housekeep for, might have even happened inside his house when the wife was away, but I can’t remember this exactly. Some part of me regrets going through all their conversations and probing so much about everything, but I don’t think I could have not probed so much either. It honestly hurts me so much everyday, especially back when I first found out 2 years ago, till this day, my mind often constructs images of their sexual relations and it hurts me so bad.
He apparently also has depression and has used his mental condition and suicide as leverage in their relationship many times, such as getting my gf to sympathise with him and to threaten her from leaving.
After that revelation about an unethical relationship she had before me, which up until a few months before the guy was still trying to contact her after she broke it off, I encouraged/forced her to confess what she did to a senior church leader, and long story short, that guy was fired and banned from church, his wrongdoings were revealed to his wife and his family, his wife met up with my gf where my gf apologised for her wrongdoings and his wife said that she forgives her and even apologised that her husband is that way.
We both agreed that we would keep it from her family, partly because I knew how nice her family was and I couldn’t bear seeing what would happen if her parents found out. Her parents are the kindest and most generous people ever, and I imagine their hearts would shatter.
Took countless, COUNTLESS of toxic fights, crying, healing to get to where we are today, nowhere near perfect, but we’ve broken up and got back together many times because we realise how much we love each other. I do love her so much and I can’t imagine a world without her now. Yet, I also worry about my future with her. We’ve been spending almost every day together for close to 2 years, most of the time sleeping together in dorm (which we’ve left one month ago), and I can’t seem to let her go. This hurts me so much knowing I lover her and that I have to look past her past wrongdoings. It hasn’t been easy up till this day but it has definitely gotten better. But most days, I will get intrusive thoughts when I get triggers or even mildly reminded of her past. This happens very often.
I’ve cried a plenty lot and so has she, and she says that this is her biggest regret, having made me suffer her consequences, and wishes that things could have been different.
In 2 months, I will be flying off for an exchange programme for one year somewhere far away, and I’ve been thinking about what to do obviously. I don’t know if I want to spend the rest of my life enduring these painful memories while being very happy with her, I really don’t. This pain is heart-wrenching but I know we both truly love each other.
So, I’m here asking for advice as a last resort. How should I approach this whole matter? Is it possible to forget all my pain and just live my life with this girl who has realised her wrongdoings and is trying to be a better person? Or should I use the next one year to forget her?