Mobile home parks near me

Frank Ocean

2012.04.22 04:34 iseewhatyoudidthere5 Frank Ocean

Everything Frank. Endless, but not friendless

2011.04.09 09:34 oneisnotprime Blockchain built and run by the EOS network DAO

The EOS Network is a 3rd generation blockchain platform powered by the EOS VM, a low-latency, highly performant, and extensible WebAssembly engine for deterministic execution of near feeless transactions; purpose-built for enabling optimal web3 user, developer experiences. EOS is the flagship blockchain and financial center of the EOSIO protocol, serving as the driving force behind multi-chain collaboration and public goods funding for tools and infrastructure through the EOS Network Foundation.

2010.06.02 03:42 kbrower Norfolk, Virginia - NFK - /r/norfolk

Everything in & around Norfolk, Virginia Beach, and the greater Hampton Roads/TidewateCoastal Virginia region.

2023.03.31 05:48 LeeCloud27 ACT 2-7-4: Dwell Blind Upon the Siren's Song

It was decided that the group would head over to the Cat Cafe next. They quickly departed the house to make their way towards their next location. Sateen decided to accompany the group, mostly due to his developed interest (aka. A Teenage Crush) for Sumireko. Along the way, Satsuko continued to point out each and every single ride, game, snack booth there was, pleading to go on them or try something. Most of the group said no or denied the kid of his requests, Mary however, after ignoring the kid’s cute beady eyes, finally caved and got him cotton candy.
“Mmmm~ This is delicious!” Satsuko said, digging into the pink fluffy cloud of sweetness. “Are you sure you don’t want any Auntie?” He asked Mary.
“I’m good. Thank you though.” Mary said, holding Satsuko by the hand and guiding him along. The others looked at them from behind. Meiling didn’t think too much about it since she wasn’t familiar with either Mary or Satsujin. Sateen was too focused on being next to Sumireko, but Sumireko had other thoughts on the matter.
“She’s having the time of her life, isn’t it?”
“To think, just the other day they were acting more like best friends who got on each other’s nerves… But now it’s this.” Sumireko thought. “Then again I think it’s better than how they were before. It’s nice even.” “I’m sure the real one wouldn’t act like that. But you’re right. Let her have a moment of peace…for now.”
It didn’t take much longer before they arrived at their next location. They knew they arrived when they saw the giant lucky cat statue that could be seen a mile away, sticking out like a sore thumb. It was holding a token down with its left paw, while the other paw was raised up in the air. Below the statue was a regular-shaped building, painted in bright shades of red and blue, decorated with circular windows, and a nicely decorated door. Hanging above the door was a wooden sign, showing a picture of two cats, red and blue respectively, facing away from each other while their tails formed a heart shaped sign.
Looking at the giant maneki neko statue, Sumireko hummed in interest. “Huh,” she commented, “a calico cat. It’s not that common to see a calico maneki neko. Mike would like this place.”
Blinking in confusion, Meiling asked, “Who?” Admittedly, even before the moral gods invaded, she rarely left the SDM grounds, but she was sure she would have heard of a maneki neko being in Gensokyo.
Mary answered, “Oh yeah, Mike! I remember her! She’s that calico maneki neko who freeloads at Kourindou like every other week. Satsu ran into her a few times.”
“Mike… Now that I think about it, I might have heard about her before.” Meiling hummed, scouring her mind. “...I heard a few people in the past bicker about whether or not she was a guy or a girl.”
“Wait, isn’t she a girl though?” Sumireko asked.
“Well, I’m definitely certain… But like with Wriggle it’s a debate that will probably never be settled.”
The door to the cafe suddenly opened up, the sound of a bell singing tipped off the others, taking a look at the person coming out. “Welcome!” cried the figure in a cheerful voice. They rushed up to the group, invading their personal space and stopping mere inches from Sumireko’s face. “I’m Satsunyan, and welcome to my cat cafe!”
Satsunyan was a petite girl, seemingly only about a head taller than Suika. She had black hair in a shoulder-length bob cut, with cat ears sticking out like two cowlicks that refused to stay down. Her catlike eyes glittered in excitement, and small fangs could be seen peeking out from her lips. She wore a skimpy maid uniform that barely hid her modest bust and a scandalously short skirt that showed off her thighs and barely hid her rear. From under her skirt, a tail peeked out and flicked about playfully.
“Cute~” Everyone else thought, except for Sateen, as he stared at her and the cafe with a massive blush before quickly looking away.
“Glad to see you guys like my fashion sense. It wasn’t too hard to slip in a bit of my influence here.” A different voice rang out. Unlike the other voice, which was staticky, this one was layered, as though two people were speaking at once, one voice being deep and the other being higher.
“It’s a bit too stereotypical, but works.”
“You’re the last person I want to hear that from. Didn’t you try to make Satsujin talk like a stereotypical gang member?”
“Wait, who was that? And what did they mean?” Sumireko wondered, glancing up at the sky discreetly.
“Oh crap, you weren’t supposed to hear any of that. Forget about me for now!”
“They’re not stupid by the way, just present yourself.”
“Later, they should take care of this first.”
Satsunyan grabbed Sumireko’s hand, pulling her right into the cafe while saying, “C’mon, let me show you the place!”
“Wha- Hey!” Sumireko said, being pulled into the cafe while the others followed.
The inside of the cafe was quite colorful, looking to be modestly big enough to fit several customers but also feeling small at the same time. There were tables and chairs lined up in rows, chairs right by a wide counter, delightful decorations ranging from lamps to plants, but what definitely stood out the most were all the cat-like adornments. The chairs had cat ears, the cuts had cat-like tails, and of course, actual cats all minding their business over at one corner of the store.
“Kitties!” Satsuko cheered. “Can I pet them!?” He asked in a childish manner.
“Of course, go ahead!” Satsunyan answered. Satsuko went right over and started to pet the cats while Mary watched from afar.
“Hey,” whispered Mary, nudging the esper. “You think there are any more girl personas in here?”
Sumireko responded, “I did see another girl version of Satsujin the last time I was here, but I haven’t seen her at all this time. Why’d you ask?”
“Oh, nothing. Just wondering.”
Satsunyan turned around, a cat-like smile formed on her face almost in a smug fashion. “So… Are you all here for my challenge?”
“Eh? How did you-”
“Because Sateen is with you all! That means you must’ve beaten him in his edge-off!”
Sateen quickly turned to embarrassment, jumping a little upon hearing someone call his challenge an ‘edge-off’.
“I-It wasn’t an edge-off. We were merely showing ourselves our history of suffering, the torment we bore, the devastating power we each wield knowing the burden we must carry in order to not let it control our everyday decisions!” He said in a cool manner. “I had easily demolished them in the challenge, but due to feeling pity for them I decided to let them win.”
“Of course,” teased Satsunyan as she patted Sateen on the head. Heading over to Satsuko, she bent down to speak to him. “Satsuko, sweetie, I need you to listen to me.” As the young boy looked up, the maid continued, “I need you to behave, okay? The pretty big sisters have to do a test, and you can’t talk to them until the test is over or else they’ll get distracted. Can you promise you’ll be a good boy?”
Nodding, Satsuko replied, “I promise I won’t do something to distract Auntie Mary or her friends.”
Looking back at Sateen, Satsunyan continued, “You too, Sateen. Do you promise to behave?” “...Okay.” Sateen said, trying to look away. “Splendid!” Satsunyan clapped her hands, turning her attention over to the others. “You three follow me! I’ll help you get into your uniforms!”
“Uniforms? We just got here though!” Meiling asked.
“The sooner the better as they always say!”
Satsunyan pushed the three into the staff room. The Staff room was small, lined up with lockers for the girls to use and also a break area to relax at. The three were confused as to what’s going on while Satsunyan went over and rolled out a bunch of maid outfits.
“Okay girls! The challenge is quite simple: You’re all going to help me run my little cafe for the day by helping serve the customers, make the food, and give out your best smiles! If you do well, then you complete the challenge!” Satsunyan said. “But first, uniforms. I have a bunch of maid outfits, feel free to wear whatever you please!” “Ooh, dibs!” shouted Mary as she grabbed a uniform, rushing into the dressing room. “Well,” sighed Meiling, “I guess I’ll take this one. At least it won’t be too embarrassing.” She grabbed a qipao and followed after Mary. “Um…” hesitated Sumireko. Looking through the assorted clothing, she felt her face heating up as she kept finding maid uniforms that contributed to specific preferences, with some of the uniforms being the type she knew for a fact belonged in an entirely different kind of shop. “What’s wrong? Can’t decide?” Satsunyan asked. “Here, how about this one right here?” She said, pulling one outfit out in particular. “Is… is there any chance I can put on the cat ears headband and tail clip?” squeaked Sumireko, trying not to faint.
“...” With her cat-like eyes, Satsunyan glared deep into Sumireko, an intimidating glare that sent shivers through her as though she was in a tundra. She didn’t even say anything but one look at her eyes made her realize what may happen if she didn’t comply.
“Gotta be obedient, Sumireko…Unless…”
Noticing something in the corner of her eye, Sumireko grabbed it and exclaimed, “Oh, I’ll wear this one!” She internally cried in relief, having found a normal maid outfit.
“Not bad, not bad. Now, let’s see if you can do your tasks and be charming enough for the customers!”
“This isn’t too bad,” commented Meiling as she left the dressing room, wearing the qipao she selected earlier. “Though it’s a bit of a shame that the colors clash pretty badly with each other.”
“Oh, that’s alright. I’m sure you will do fine!” Satsunyan said. “Now, how about the other girl?”
Mary stepped out of her dressing room. What she wore shocked the others, including Satsunyan. It was a Victorian Era Style Maid outfit. But it was designed with the chest especially in mind, considering the amount of cleavage that was shown. Even though anything genuinely inappropriate was entirely covered, it was still revealing enough that Mary would have been arrested for indecent exposure.
“I almost want to keep this!” Mary said, puffing out her chest. Everyone couldn’t help but stare, their gazes following a certain set as they tried to break free from their restraints.
“Delightfully spicy, I must add.”
“Wow…She’s bigger than me. I’m kinda envious.” Meiling thought.
“How can a sentient blade have so much…mass?” Sumireko thought.
“Oh, and it really compliments my legs!” cheered the blade, lifting up the dress to reveal her stockings, which were held up by garterbelts. “Burn it into your memories,” she boasted. “I’ll have you know that the modern day equivalent of seeing a girl’s ankles back then would be a girl showing off her-”
“Goodness gracious!”
“That’s it, I’m abusing my power to make things move on a bit!”

Sateen and Satsuko were sitting over at one of the tables, both of them minding their own business. Satsuko was petting one of the friendlier cats while Sateen was writing something down on a piece of paper; A poem of sorts.
“A beautiful girl… Her hair short but so pretty… And some nice glasses.” Sateen said to himself while writing. He took the paper, looking at it before crumpling it up and placing it next to the other balls of paper on the table. “No no no. That’s not good either. I need to come up with a better poem to express myself and my thoughts!”
“Maybe you should try a different kind of poem.” Satsuko said. “Like a limerick, a sonnet, or even an elegy.”
“An elegy? How do you know what an elegy is?”
“...I don’t know actually. What do you think, Ms. Fluffles?” He asked the cat on his lap.
“Ms. Fluffles? Why name her that when Dimitri of the Seventh Pit of Hell is a much better name?”
Their conversation got interrupted followed by the sound of the staff door slamming open.
“Hey you pervs, business is open and we are ready to take your orders!” whooped Mary as she kicked the door open, leg raised high.
The mannequin-like customers who were inside the cafe cheered upon witnessing the newcomer maids. Satsuko and Sateen watched them come out one by one. First it was Mary wearing her risque cat maid outfit, then Meiling with her Chinese-Dress inspired cat maid outfit, and finally Sumireko, wearing a fairly normal outfit, but Sateen particularly was delighted seeing her in a cat maid outfit regardless. “To think her beauty is so magnificent she can make even the simplest clothing seem elegant,” he whispered. “Oh, I should write that down.” He said, taking another paper and started writing yet another poem.
Satsunyan came out, telling each of the girls what to do. “Okay, listen up. I’ll be in charge of making all the delicious foods and beverages. You three are in charge of servicing the customers. You don’t need to do anything specific, but do your best in making their days a little more special!”
Raising a hand, Mary asked, “Is this a contest? Because I already know how to win.” She flashed a knowing smile at Sumireko and Meiling, both of them blushing as they realized what she meant.
“Hm, a contest wouldn’t hurt. I always love to see some fiery competition. And I have a certain item for the fortunate winner if that happens…you might want it.”
Sumireko and Meiling looked at each other. “You and I, let’s do our best in showing that Tsukumogami.” Meiling said.
Sumireko nodded in agreement. “Let’s do this!” She said with her newfound confidence.
“Well glad to see you three are eager about this! Let the challenge begin!” Satsunyan said.
The day went and began for the little cat cafe. Customers began to come in little by little, usually by themselves or in groups. Satsunyan took care of all the foods while the others handled taking the orders and providing the service.
Sumireko, though a little hesitant at first, walked up to one table to take their order. The two mannequin customers looked at her with their blank faces.
“Um… W-Welcome to Satsunyan’s Cat Cafe.” Sumireko said, shaking a little. “Would you like to try our Nyan Nyan Peach Drink?” She said, blushing hard.
The mannequin statues stared at her, and she became nervous, worried she did something wrong. She worried that she didn’t say it right, or they weren’t interested in someone like her. But that quickly changed when both of them started squealing with delight.
“Kawaii!!! A Neko Girl with Glasses!” One of them said in a strange voice.
“Kya!!! Her shy attitude is sugoi!” The other said.
Sumireko stared in confusion and slight embarrassment, but for the most part she was doing something right.
Over at another part of the store. Meiling was already bringing out one of the orders for one table. “Okay, I got two Cat’s Paw Cinnamon Rolls, three Whisker Cream Sundaes, a purrrrlicious choco cake, and a fresh hot blend of Black Cat Tea.”
The customers were impressed, seeing Meiling balancing everything she was carrying above her head with perfect balance. She easily took all the dishes and placed them on the table at quick speeds, then using the kettle containing the tea she poured it elegantly into the cups of the customers from a certain height.
“Uuuoooohhh! Strong arms and showing off her toned thighs!” cried a mannequin.
Meiling smiled to herself, a glimmer of praise filled her from all the attention she got. “Hehe, it’s not everyday I get to show off my skills like this.” She thought to herself. “Sometimes I wished I kept my position as a maid back before Sakuya moved in with us.”
Sumireko and Meiling kept it up with their jobs, using their own skills and knowledge to make the customers’ day. But even with their combined effort, the attention they drew was drawn away by the third maid in the store. A loud cheering of several customers over by one area, as though a crowd had been drawn by whoever was over there.
“Wait, are those all the other customers?” Sumireko said. “What are they all looking at?”
“I think I know who.” Meiling said.
Mary was the center of attention for the moment, surrounded by several customers. She wasn’t writing down orders, nor was she bringing in dishes. But she was showing off her body in a very ecchi manner.
Glancing over at Mary, Sumireko choked on her spit. Despite having teamed up with Meiling for their little impromptu contest, the Tsukumogami was playing much dirtier than either of them had expected. “What the…” she gasped, “I thought she’d let the customers get an occasional peek, not do… that! Is she trying to compete with hardcore anime fanservice?”
Over at their table, Sateen and Satsuko continued to mind their own business, with Sateen STILL rewriting his poem yet again and Satsuko playing with a different cat. “No, that won’t do.” muttered the chuunibyou. “What else can I-” He looked up and saw Mary, and his face erupted into a massive blush before he covered his eyes. “Oh my,” said Satsunyan as she walked over to the boys with a plate of cookies. “I see you noticed what Mary is doing. Be a good boy and stay calm, okay?” She set the cookies down and leaned in closer to Sateen. “If you’re having trouble, you can talk to Big Bro Satsunyan and I’ll help, okay?” she whispered into his ear, blowing into it playfully. “Thanks,” squeaked Sateen, quickly pulling away. And then he registered what was said. “Wait, big bro?”
“Yep!” answered the catgirl(?). “Big Bro Satsunyan!”
“You… you’re a boy?” Sateen asked, a feeling of dread creeping up his spine.
“Yeppers!” Satsunyan chirped, nodding enthusiastically. “Got a ‘cat toy’ like any other guy. But unlike a cat’s, mine doesn’t have barbs!” He made a cutesy catlike pose, winked, and stuck his tongue out playfully, fully aware that he may have ruined cats for many people.
Nearby, Sumireko nearly tripped. Looking over, she bewilderedly raised a finger and pointed. “B-b-but… B-bo-boo-boobs!” she exclaimed.
Reaching into his unbuttoned maid uniform, Satsunyan pulled out a bra and removed a few bra pads from them. “Oh, I use these!” Holding it out to the group, he asked, “Wanna take a look?” Meiling instinctively rushed over and covered Satsuko’s eyes, while Mary grabbed the offered items and started inspecting them while occasionally glancing back down at her own cleavage, ignoring how the customers wolf-whistled at the scene.
Sateen took a deep breath, forcing a smile onto his face. He got up and went outside, standing in front of the fountain next to the café. He reached into his cloak, pulling out an MP3 player. Turning it on and scrolling through the playlist, he selected a certain song and pressed the play button.
A few seconds later, the MP3 played the selected song. “Yureta yuganda sekai ni dan dan boku wa-”
Falling to his knees, Sateen looked up to the sky and let out a heart-rending cry. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Tears trickled down his face from his eyes, which were hidden by his hair.
Watching in concern, Meiling asked, “Should we go see if he’s okay?”
“He’ll be fine… probably.”
“No. He just got reality checked, he can deal with it.”
Clapping his hands, Satsunyan replied, “Nope, worry about him later. It’s rush hour!” He went back into the kitchen, making more meals in preparation. Calling out from the kitchen, he added, “If you need an extra speed boost, use the roller skates!”
Surprised, Sumireko exclaimed, “Roller skates? Food places where the workers used roller skates went out of style like sixty years ago!!” Nonetheless, she quickly put on the skates, awkwardly navigating the cafe to continue taking and delivering orders.
“An Apple-Cinnamon pie for table eight! A Strawberry Milkshake for table twelve! A Layer Cake for table six!” Satsunyan called out as the order forms arrived in the kitchen. The maids quickly took the pending orders and delivered them, while the recently made ones were sent to the kitchen. Sumireko panted in exertion as she tried to avoid crashing, Meiling elegantly twirled on her skates while pouring tea and serving meals, and Mary… continued to try to outdo hardcore anime fanservice.
As time passed, the girls became more accustomed to the work, and their work efficiency increased significantly. Sumireko smiled as she finished serving another table.
“Try using your psychic powers a little to speed things up. It should help.”
“But wouldn’t that be cheating?” muttered Sumireko.
“And Mary flaunting her body isn’t?”
“But she isn’t using her powers to do it,” reasoned the esper.
“Not like she has useful skills for this right task anyways. Don’t worry, nothing too bad should happen if you use them at your own discretion. Besides, isn’t Meiling using her useful skills to show off?”
“But she isn’t using her powers either,” insisted Sumireko.
“If them using something you don’t have isn’t cheating, then you using something they don’t have isn’t cheating either.” “Agree, and like I said, you don’t need to do anything spectacular with them, just use them subtly.” “Oh, very well.” Sumireko said. With her powers, she was able to start bringing orders directly from the counter right when Satsunyan finished making them. The dishes floated across the store, inducing awe in the customers who didn’t know better.
“Look at that! The Cute Neko Glasses Maid is making the dishes fly right to us! She’s not just a normal neko girl, she’s a magical neko girl!!!”
“Very well done. Now keep yourself focused, the rhythm is about to slow down from here.”
A round of cheers erupted, nearly breaking Sumireko’s concentration. “What was that?” she wondered.
She looked back over, and lo and behold it was Mary. The only difference was she was no longer a cat maid… Just a cat. A Sphynx Cat one might describe her as due to the apparent lack of-
“Good thing I censored Mary just in time,” the second voice sighed. “How did she break free from the script and become this unhinged? She was only supposed to act flirty with the customers, not try to bring fanservice to new levels!”
“Because she can. Now…how are the other mind pieces doing in the backburner?”
Sumireko tuned out the voices, focusing on passing the challenge. She briefly nodded to Meiling, who was starting to feel the exhaustion of working nonstop for several hours.
“Keep going, gatekeeper, the rush hour is almost over! I don’t think you would want to give out the prize after the challenge!” “...Then I’ll just have to push myself harder.” Meiling said. Taking a deep breath in, and closing her eyes, she steeled her nerves, a moment passed while she focused on her energy before she opened them right back up with a new flourishing sense of motivation.
“And as for you Mary, stop fooling around and focus on your work, damn it! Aren’t you a shiv crafted by one of Japan’s most famous blacksmiths?!?”
“But I am,” purred Mary as she pulled her dress back up. “I’m drawing in customers.”
“That’s not how it works, butter knife! Now focus on the things that really matter, this isn’t a strip club!!!” Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Mary grumbled, but returned to her duties.
After some more time, the customers cleared out. Clapping his hands, Satsunyan announced, “Alright, work’s over!” The three girls sighed in relief, collapsing into nearby seats. Looking through the list, the cat boy said, “Okay, listen up. I know you had a mini-contest to see who did the best, so I kept track of who contributed the most to the cafe.” The girls perked up, listening with rapt attention.
“In first place is Mary. She made the most money, bu-” Satsunyan was cut off as Mary cheered with joy. “However,” he continued, “most of the money she made will have to be confiscated to clean and repair the uniform she has been provided. Getting those stains out won’t be easy, you know.” The Tsukumogami's celebration ended, and she fell to the floor in depression.
“So, the one who takes up the first spot is…Sumireko! Your shy attitude really made you popular, and doing that telekinesis trick to move orders gave a boost to that popularity.”
“The new second place is…Meiling! That was a really clean and smooth job, but showing off your strength, balance, and lovely legs wasn’t exactly the most popular among the customers. In fact, it was pretty niche. But still, good job!” “And because you’ve successfully completed my endurance challenge…Here’s your reward!!!” Satsunyan reached into the cleavage area of his maid uniform and pulled out a key.
The key glowed a little, jumping out of Satsunyan’s hand and flying right over to Satsuko instead, adding to the other key which the group already had. The two keys twirled around with each other before a ring formed, linking the two keys together side by side. And then it was followed by more victory music.
“Congratulations! You acquired your second key! You’re now halfway done with your quest!”
“Now, as I’ve promised…here it is a small reward for you, Sumireko.” *snap*
A little item appeared in front of Sumireko. A silver heart-shaped locket floated in front of her face, gently resting down in her hands. She held the locket, opening it up to see a picture that she didn’t expect to see: Her and her sister when they were both young. “It is always good to remember the people that keep you determined to push forward. She would have been so happy you found a new person to share your memories with. After all, people can go away, but the memories and emotions don't. Keep them close to your heart when you feel hopeless. She will bring you back up on your feet.” Sumireko smiled faintly before putting on the locket. Taking a deep breath, she got up and groaned, “Well, I’m pooped. Doing all that work with both my mind and body really takes up a lot of energy.”
“I wouldn’t say I’m exhausted, but I could use some rest too,” said Meiling. “As a master of qi, I have far more stamina than most, but that was pretty hard work even for me.”
“Wusses,” taunted Mary. “I’m a tsukumogami, so I’m totally fine, since I have tons of energy stored up over the centuries.” Stretching, she added, “But that doesn’t mean I only rest when I need to.”
“Hm…Well, since you three had brought so much attention to my store, I’ll let you all stay for the night, free of charge!” Satsunyan said.
“Stay for the night? What are you saying?” Sumireko asked.
Satsunyan clapped his hands again. From the ceiling, a stair ladder dropped down. Everyone was confused. He guided everyone up into the floor above, being presented with a completely different sight compared to the cafe.
The walls were made of a fancy wooden pattern, the floor was a nice shade of green, and there was a feeling of standing inside of luxury that made it all the more appealing.
“Welcome to Lucky Cat Hotel!” Satsunyan said. “A little place where you can all rest up and get your energy back! We offer rooms you can sleep in, services ranging from food to massages, and don’t forget our luxurious jacuzzi!” He said.
“Woah… This is amazing!!!” Meiling said.
Whistling, Mary exclaimed, “Damn! If we get Satsu back and Satsuland is still here, we should see if we can still come to this place.”
“Don’t count on it. The most probable scenario is that all of this mindscape will become one in specific. But that doesn’t mean the others won’t have their little corner on it.”
“But wait…We can’t rest now. What about Satsujin, or the others?” Sumireko asked.
“Ah, don’t worry. One hour in here is only a few minutes out there, you’ll be okay.”
“We COULD make it slower, but it won’t do any good for your mental age and physical age to be too different.”
With that in mind, the group decided that rest was now an option. Satsunyan showed everyone to their respective rooms. Sumireko and Meiling took one room, Mary and Satsuko took another, and Sateen was forced to share a room with Satsunyan.
And eventually, their small rest turned into a night’s worth of sleep.

Satsujin gasped as he woke up. Scrambling to his feet, he looked around urgently, realizing that he could see. “So I’m still in my mind, huh?” he muttered. Getting up, he looked around the room, looking for clues to where he was. Walking up to the window, he glanced outside, only to see what looked like some sort of large village. He checked if the window was the type that could be opened, but frowned when he realized it wasn’t. “Guess I’ll check the door then.”
Walking over, he came to a half when he saw not one, but two doors in front of him. One was in near-perfect condition, while the other was battered, as though someone had tried and failed to break through it. Going up to the doors, he tried to open them, only for the doorknobs to not move. Banging on them, he shouted, “Hello? Is anyone there?” There was no response. Satsujin was about to try again when he heard it.
Raspy breathing could be heard from the doors. Between them, the bricks dissipated, revealing a set of eyes. One eye was gold, while the other was silver. A deep voice growled, “Origin… stay here… me… keep you… safe…” The bricks returned, hiding the eyes once more.
Satsujin shook his head. “I can’t stay here,” he muttered to himself. “I have to go back.”
“Pick one. Time is running up.”
“Huh? Who’s that? Show yourself!”
“Leave the questions for later. Right now you have to find a way out of this place and reunite with your friends.”
An audible clicking was heard, and the doorknobs twitched slightly. Satsujin realized that the doors were unlocked. While he somehow knew that the mysterious figure wanting him to stay was telling the truth, he also knew that he couldn’t stay no matter what. He needed to leave and get back to the others. \Pick. One.\**
View Poll
submitted by LeeCloud27 to touhou [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:47 SprinklesAlternative Looking for a friend?

Hey there 😶‍🌫️
I live in Algiers, but have been studying in Tlemcen for a while now and I seem to have lost touch with my social life back home. Now, I am back in town and it's a daunting task dragging one of my brothers or mom to get out with me, whether during the day or after Iftar. Mom is always like go by yourself, but I hate going out alone. I swear I'm super fun, full of life, and I could take you explore new places (mostly museums and Archeological sites and ruins (my filed of study). I also love reading books and I am all about lost cities and ancient history. I also am a big fan of Broadway musicals and music in general. Oh, and I am 22F. I really wouldn't mind what gender you're especially if we're to talk online before meeting up, but honestly I am kinda of looking for a girl bestie to roam the city with and have fun🌷
submitted by SprinklesAlternative to algeria [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:46 hey_itsthatguy9 Fluffy Dog "Rescue" truly is a scam

I saw a post on here (at I believe it was milwaukee, I apologize if it wasn't, though I feel like this needs to be emphasized and shared regardless) that now appears to have been deleted before I was able to add a comment with my own horrible experience about the sham that is Fluffy Dog "Rescue" (FDR). To whomever that was who posted it, I want you to know that you certainly are not alone in your experience.

We adopted a dog from FDR years ago. Unfortunately, after a few months it unfortunately wasn't going to work out with that dog due to an incident that deeply affected us and made us realize that we couldn't keep the dog. Making the decision to give up the dog was truly painful and one that we agonized over for days after the incident, but we knew we had to make it. Please believe me when I say that we wanted to make it work out, but it just wasn't going to happen no matter how much we wanted it to. Unfortunately, due to the contract we signed at adoption, we needed to return our dog to the FDR directly. We sent Lori Marcheck (the owner and founder of FDR) a very sad, sincere, and detailed email about how hard it was for us to make the decision and tried to do our best to ensure the dog would be taken care of. The response from Lori was so heartless, cruel, and so horrific: basically she didn't care about us and said (and I am literally quoting her email) "Welcome to rescue dog. [...] I am sorry that [dog name] will need to go through the stress of being rehomed again. Let's hope she makes it." What a cruel response with absolutely no regard for us; basically, this is what you should expect from us, oh well. We were incredibly close to breaking the adoption contract and giving up our dog to a different local shelter so that it would not go back to Lori; we didn't want return the dog to Lori so much that we even tried to bargain a return of dog to the foster home directly because we at least knew the foster provided a good home (and we certainly didn't feel the same about what Lori would do).
After that incident and reflecting upon all of the warning signs that we then were able to see (looking back at prior correspondences with Lori), I realized that we should have done more research into FDR. Oh did I find some interesting things...
Lori estimates that she has "rescued" over (5000 dogs)[] since 2005, which multiplied by the adoption fee we paid ($450) means she has received over $2.25 MILLION in sales/revenue. It appears that there may even be an additional(?) $75 fee which is non-refundable, this may or may not be additional sales/revenue Lori would receive. And as far as I can tell, Lori and FDR uses volunteers at their facility (which is just a warehouse with kennels stacked on top of each other) and as fosters. Furthermore, they utilize (transport groups)[] that volunteer to move dogs from southern states to FDR. Additionally, in our experience, FDR provided the absolute minimal number of vaccines and medication for the dog we adopted as possible, enough to legally allow them to cross state lines to come to Wisconsin; the vet that we took our dog to was SHOCKED at the limited/poor documentation and minimal vaccines given to the dog before we adopted them. Finally, they frequently ask for (donations)[] to support the dogs, meaning that even those basic expenses like food are provided via donations. Clearly, FDR has minimal expenses in total (the website even claims they ("are entirely volunteer run")[]), likely only paying for a minimal amount of dog food and other basic expenses required at their facility.
Finally, from what I was able to find, prior to FDR having their own facility at 647 Industrial Ct., they were registered at (W295 N8427 Camp Whitcomb Rd)[] which appears to be a very wealthy residential house. I unfortunately can't find it, but I don't believe they had a facility until at least 2020, which points to solely using foster households for the dogs they rescued for 15+ years (whom they would not have paid) since they had their personal(?) residence listed on legal documents for FDR's location.

In addition to my own experiences, this is the same "rescue" that (discriminated against a 70-year old women)[] and said she should adopt a dog who was 3+ instead of the 1 year old dog she wanted. Did Lori/FDR really expect that a 70+ year old women would die within those 2 years of a dog's life?!

Finally, I want to emphasize the point that all of the fosters and volunteers seem like absolutely wonderful individuals looking to do the right thing to help; our experience with the foster could not have been better, she was a wonderful individual. However, Lori Marcheck appears to be an absolute fraud and appears to be using this "rescue" as a way to make money from people who want to foster and adopt vulnerable dogs.
submitted by hey_itsthatguy9 to milwaukee [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:46 merfafelz Can anyone suggest a good internet provider other than Cruzio?

My housemate works from home and has now tasked me with this. We’ve had some issues with Cruzio being slow and dropping our wifi intermittently, which has been frustrating.
Suggestions, please 🙏🏻 What have you been happy with? Thanks!
submitted by merfafelz to santacruz [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:46 Artgor ARC review of The Rascor Plains (The Immortal Great Souls, #2) by Phil Tucker.

I received this book as an ARC reader, and in exchange, I offer my honest appraisal. This novel is a progression fantasy set within a hellish realm, replete with a fascinating cast of characters. It employs a softer progression system as opposed to the rigid mechanics often found in RPGs. Our heroes hone their skills, fortify their foundations, and achieve breakthroughs upon reaching certain milestones.
As the first book concluded, we were left with a large group of heroes that continued to grow. It is only natural that it becomes challenging to maintain focus on such a vast array of characters. Thus, the narrative eventually narrows its attention to several key protagonists.
Regarding the development of our heroes:
An intriguing aspect of the story arises from Jova's observation that Scorio has lost his motivation and ceased training. This raises an interesting question for consideration. In some tales, protagonists train relentlessly, devoting nearly all their time to self-improvement; in others, the main characters excel under pressure but allow themselves moments of respite. I believe it is essential to strike a balance, for nothing can function at peak performance indefinitely without succumbing to wear and tear.
The novel's midpoint delivered a series of events that served as my highlight. While I anticipated that something significant would transpire, these events' sheer scale and gravity exceeded my expectations. The author masterfully executed and foreshadowed these occurrences, making for an enthralling reading experience.
The inclusion of a certain old ally in the final battle was a delightful touch.
I cannot help but ponder the ramifications of Scorio's decision at the novel's conclusion. Surely, one cannot decline such an offer without facing the consequences.
In summary, I thoroughly enjoyed this book and eagerly await the opportunity to continue following our heroes' journeys in the subsequent books. 5/5.
submitted by Artgor to ProgressionFantasy [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:45 dave_in_IT27 More “fun” stories

Want to hear more funny stories about my amazing boss? You know, the one who promoted me and tried to tell me to remove it from LinkedIn? And then sent me a screenshot of him highlighting what the dictionary definition of promotion?
1) another story of my boss. So I had a doctors appointment from 1-2 and I already put it in for time off (we have to document anytime away from the office or desk when working at home. So my dr ran an hour longer, because my PCP likes to talk and really spend time with his patients. I get back to my desk to a long essay from my boss saying I didn’t get approved for more time away, and he’s denying my PTO request all together as a “lesson.” Best part? Email subject: consider this a reprimand”. DICK.
Do you want the BEST part? I am a salaried employee and he took 1 hour off my paycheck and denied my PTO. Then threatened to make me work full time in the office because “I need work on my commitment level.” How about you work on your fucked up low life personally? Oh wait that’s right. You’re perfect I forgot. What a loser.
submitted by dave_in_IT27 to sysadmin [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:45 bill_e_midnight I need some kind of pep talk or something

I’ve been doing so good.
Like really good.
I’ve been training for this race and jogging 3 nights a week while getting in long walks on my recovery days and I’m down around 60 pounds. I’m sitting at my kitchen table after my most successful run to date, jogging constantly for 20 minutes. This week I jogged consistently for over a mile multiple times and I’ve never done that before in my entire life.
But I don’t feel good tonight. My weight (which I have been taking virtually every morning) has been stagnant this week. It’s the first time since I really started taking this seriously where the weight didn’t fall off over a week’s time. I don’t think I ate all that much more. In fact if anything I cut more calories this week than usual.
I understand this happens. Plateaus are common and the actual number on the scale is not all those indicative of me burning fat because I’m likely adding muscle.
But I feel bad. I’m scared because the good feeling of seeing the number change was such a big factor in my mood. I’m getting concerned that if I finish this race and have no concrete goal in the near future I might fall back into old habits.
submitted by bill_e_midnight to loseit [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:45 Angelhappy43 Banned after driver stranded me

I would love to know if anyone else experienced this. I’m a customepassenger with 4.88 rating and used Uber for several years and never had this issue until now. I live in NYC.
On March 29,2023 at 7:51 pm EST, I was going home from company event with coworker who lives close by to me so we both got a ride together using corporate Uber since company pays for Ubers from events. Around 2-3 minutes later, a driver got assigned and we wait for the driver to come pick us up. I saw on my app how it said “Driver now heading to x address”. This freaked me out because we weren’t picked up! I had no way to contact driver on app so I called Uber support.
This was Uber’s response after finding out they can see driver’s location and my location and how driver started the trip, yet I wasn’t picked up:
“I'm sorry to hear that your pickup experience did not go as expected and also, you were charged for the trip, which you did not take. I'm here to make things right for you.
Upon reviewing the trip details, I've observed that the driver started the trip. Because of this, you were charged a fare of $10.07.
In order to make things right for you, We've already refunded the full fare charged on this trip. Please allow 3-5 business days for the refund to show in your payment method.
You can always reach out to support for assistance if you encounter a similar pick-up issue going forward.
We appreciate your patience and understanding. Thanks for being a loyal user for the past 6 years.”
After this got resolved with agent, I tried booking another ride and got a driver for me and coworker, and when that ride ended, made sure I gave a 20% tip (driving from Manhattan to Brooklyn) because I appreciate the driver making me feel calm and safe and got home because I was that shaken up by the experience.
Today, March 30th I was logging into my Uber to make sure I give him 5 star rating and that he got his tip. I found myself logged out and my account disabled.
I had specialized team say temporarily disabled under review while at the same time, the “support” (their offshore team) emailed me this:
“I understand your frustration with what happened, following previous communications from us and resources shared to help improve your rating, your account continues not to meet the standards set by our Community Guidelines.
For this reason, we’ve removed your access to your account, according to our Terms of Use.
Your understanding of this matter is very much appreciated.”
I’m just appalled that I am being banned for wanting to be safe, and I make sure to always tip my drivers accordingly and I was exhausted that night.
I’m just very upset at the behavior of Uber.
submitted by Angelhappy43 to uber [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:45 Lucrayzor Okay hear me out... this person should have been the final culprit of PL vs. PW

A lot of people probably like the whole "turns out the whole damn thing was fake" twist, and it certainly seems to be a Layton staple, but... I dunno, it didn't sit right with me. Felt like a massive plot twist just for the sake of having a massive plot twist. Not to mention I really liked the idea of being able to apply AA mechanics to a genuine world of magic, pointing out contradictions in spells and considering their logistics felt like such a breath of fresh air! But I guess that was never meant to be. And of course the Great Witch Bezella just turned out to be a massive red herring of a mystery, which also felt quite anti-climactic to me.
So, I won't claim this would be the better route to take, but here's my idea for an alternate ending where the magic is all real, and there is in fact a great witch to track down...
And it's god-damn Patty Eclaire. Ya know, the cute pudgy baker that graciously took everyone in as her own. Not the figure you'd expect a witch to have, right? Well maybe that's what she wants you to believe!! Tell me THAT wouldn't have been one hell of a groundbreaking twist. Imagine if (3-5) Sister Bikini was the big bad, except the motivation, reasoning and setup were all there for her to work from the shadows lol
Halfway through chapter 8 I was honest-to-god convinced that it was her. She's been conveniently positioned near everything that’s going on without seeming to have any actual part in it... Raising Espella and being the only one who "trusts" her, Phoenix and Maya suddenly getting wiped and becoming her baker apprentices(never really a specific explanation for how that happened other than that's just where Darklaw happened to dump them off). As well as her appearing at the bell tower after the incident and happening to spray flour everywhere... that obviously turned out to be a confounding variable in the trial, and could've been intentional on her part to conceal evidence in some way! What's more, when the crew passed by the shades' vats and noted the familiar smell, I racked my brain... and there's one thing I thought of that they'd undoubtedly know the smell of: Patty's bread. It could've been her whole operation, slipping them chemicals through their food and subtly controlling their minds through that! (Let's be honest, that's nowhere near as insane as what we got instead :p)
Here's the vague idea I had for the backstory: Bezella(good at first) and Storyteller were once married, and had both Espella and Darklaw as children(makes even more sense that Patty took Espella in since she's her own). But then a rift forms, they separate, and out of petty revenge ST decides to write her as the villain, bending reality and forcing her to become this despicable force of evil. So she hides in plain sight, orchestrates all this nasty stuff, but knows deep down that she only desires to do evil because she's forced to. That could be really interesting, ya know? Then once you expose her for who she is, you turn your sights on ST, expose HIM for what he's done, and force his story to come to a close, freeing Bezella from his control, and the townspeople from the notion that witches are wholesale evil.
That's just my funny little idea, anyway. There's a lot of detail missing, and a ton of factors I didn't account for, but those probably could've been cleaned up a bit more to make this happen. Definitely not as much of a cheerful ending either. But I think a twist like that would've been super impactful, and the ensuing climax would give a strong feeling of toppling a brutal regime much the same way as SoJ. Thoughts?
submitted by Lucrayzor to AceAttorney [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:45 Ashamed-Ad-5984 Nacho the hero

There’s one giant loud cricket in the vivarium in my bedroom that has been keeping me awake all night with its stupid chirping. I just spent an nearly an hour blowing on this thing trying to get it to walk in the direction of my gecko. I feel like me and him were working together to catch this f*cker. He just finally ate it and I cannot explain to you how happy I am. Peace at last. Good job, Nacho.
submitted by Ashamed-Ad-5984 to PointlessStories [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:44 Justfinetime Above-average engineering applicant with minimal ECs gets into dream schools

Intended Major(s):
Electrical Engineering/Electrical & Computer engineering
Standardized Testing
  1. Varsity Lacrosse (1.5 years) with small awards
  2. Interest club Secretary (2 years)
  3. Took a python course (3 months)
  4. Community service at a local food bank (3 months)
  5. Interned at a heavyweight gym (2 months)
  6. Math tutor (4 years)
Letters of Recommendation
Integrated Math 3 teacher: Great relationship with her, and she wanted to write me one anyway (8/10)
Honors Biochemistry 2 teacher: Good relationship with solid writing skills (7/10)
I spent a solid two months on my personal essay and UC essays with a lot of feedback from knowledgeable friends and counselors. Did like 5+ revisions each so I would say I had good essays despite my lack of interesting things.
Common app personal essay: 8/10
UC essays: 7/10 overall
WPI why us: 9/10
Umass Amherst essays: 6/10
Standard diversity essay for some schools: 8/10
LMU why us: 6/10 (did it in an hour before the deadline)
Acceptances: (Applied to too many safeties and targets looking back at it, but whatever)
Feelings overall
submitted by Justfinetime to collegeresults [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:44 NecessaryAbbey How can I balance work and housework?

Hey, I am new to this world of workingmoms.
I am a mother of two children and also have my own job. My job is quite tiring, and I usually get home around 7 pm, so I don't have much time to spend with my children. After putting them to bed, I still have to clean the house. 45% of my home has carpets, and my children often leave food residues on them or their clothes. This bothers me, but they are too young for me to teach them how to clean up after themselves. Maybe I should consider hiring a professional to clean my carpets or buying a carpet cleaner to help me clean faster. How do you deal with these situations? Do you have any suggestions?
I am curious about cleaning tools and wondering if they can help me clean faster. I usually only have time on weekends.
submitted by NecessaryAbbey to workingmoms [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:44 Thewanderingmage357 Rakdos Blood Witches?

Ok, so I know how I would do Rakdos bloodwitches mechanically. I'm looking primarily for MTG lore about them. Mostly searching through MTG cards in Gatherer and similar card lookup sites and having trouble tracing more lore on them beyond This. The book has a small segment on them that tells me very little. I get that DMs are expected to build settings out from setting books, but Ravnica is HUGE lorewise. Any amount of lore that I don't have to come up with near wholesale is appreciated. Plus, the lore might be more interesting than what I come up with on my own.
submitted by Thewanderingmage357 to RavnicaDMs [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:44 throwawaymom-65 I've been letting the grief of losing my daughter drown my son

Yesterday my son came home and told me “ I wanted to help you out so I asked my teacher about bringing cupcakes to school and she said I could on Friday.” I asked him “cupcakes for what?” As soon as I said that, I remembered. I’ve been so disconnected that I forgot his fucking birthday. I told him I can’t buy cupcakes but I’ll make him a birthday cake. But since it’s not store bought we can't take it to school. He looks at me and says “my birthday is the same day every year, you keep forgetting about my stuff. I might as well be gone too”. The last part stung because my daughter passed away 3 years ago and nothing has been the same.
Before I could say anything he said “I know, I know, you will “make it up to me”. I just want to have my special day on my birthday not later because it doesn’t count”. I couldn't get mad at his attitude because he is right. We haven’t celebrated holidays on the actual day, either we couldn't afford to celebrate or it was too difficult without his sister. His feelings and anger are valid. So I asked him what he wanted for his birthday.
He has been watching this trend on tiktok where a parent tells their kid they will buy them whatever they can fit into a cart. He told me that is what he wants for his birthday and for me to record it so he could show his friends. He told me he made up rules so he isn’t greedy.He said it will be a basket, not a cart. No technology or electronics. Nothing that requires batteries or needs plugged in. (His words not mine).
When I asked him what he thinks he would put in the basket he said a new shirt, tech deck stuff, pokemon cards, and a new catchers mitt “if it’ll fit”. Not roblox, not a cell phone, not a video game. Hearing that made me feel incredibly guilty and sad because despite the hell we have been through he still wants “kid stuff”. So I decided I would sell the only thing of value which is the ring that has my daughter's ashes.
I’m in this struggle of choosing between earthside & heaven. I know it should be a no-brainer. The living breathing kid takes priority. Losing one child should have me going above and beyond for my son because tomorrow isn’t promised. That isn't just a cliche phrase people say, I have proof it happens even when you think it wouldn’t. Except when I dropped my ring off to get cleaned, I couldn't leave the parking lot. Real fear like I was leaving her. No, I'm not having a psychotic break, I know she is gone. A worker even came out to tell me that they wouldn't be done for a few hours because they had customers in front of me but I said I'll just wait.
Once I got it back I went to the pawn shop. They offer loans and this is the only way I can quickly get cash. I can’t do plasma, I just had to replace my water heater, and I forgot my son's birthday was coming up so I didn’t plan ahead. Yes, I’m a broke POS drowning in grief. Still. After 3 years I’m still in shambles.
I asked the owner of the pawn shop what would happen to the ring if I couldn’t pay. He said he would put it in the case for sale but not mention anything about the ashes. This took me off guard and suddenly made this exchange sound so wrong. I get it, not many people want to wear something with human ashes but to not disclose it makes me feel like my girl somehow doesn’t matter and will be forgotten. Completely irrational, I know. So I told him I would think about it. I don't think I'd be able to leave the ring at the pawn shop.
I think the same feelings I had at the jewelers would happen again and I don't want to feel like that again.
TL:DR; Life is a complete mess since losing my daughter but it isn’t a good enough reason to keep putting my son on pause. If we celebrate his birthday later I know the world isn’t going to end but I worry it will feel like it is to him.
submitted by throwawaymom-65 to TrueOffMyChest [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:44 Loose_Play_982 I’m pretty certain I am a jinx. Disaster seems to follow me everywhere and I feel like I’m destined to be alone

It all started when I was 8 years old. I was spending the summer with my uncle, cousin and my grandma. Now, my grandma was my world. She pretty much raised me, since my mom had to work double shifts to provide for my and my brother. My grandma gave me everything I wanted. For reasons I still don’t understand, she went to live with my uncle a year prior to that summer.
We went to the beach, and I was thrilled. But as a kid, I got bored with all the adults so I went adventuring by the water with some other kids I met (not the deep end, just the shore), and when I got back I saw my grandma. Topless, surrounded by lifeguards and onlookers. All I remember is just being pulled away from her by my uncle (her son) and the next thing I knew a week later I saw her in a coffin. No one in the world will ever convince me I didn’t indirectly kill her. She died because I made a choice to go into the water. And she died because she went in to look for me, not knowing how to swim.
It didn’t stop there. Everywhere I go, my choices come with sometimes awful consequences. I was in the marching band, the only joy I had in middle school. I changed schools mid-term, and I was given the option to join the band there. Of course I said yes. And the band all of a sudden didn’t do so well like before. All because I made the choice to join the band.
I worked as a performer at a major theme park and things went wrong…props broke, wardrobe malfunctions, etc. All because I chose to work there.
Now every choice I make I get nervous about whether or not something bad is going to happen. The latest one is the most devastating.
I made a single friend at my new job 2 years ago. I’m not good with making friends, so any interaction is welcomed. But I never initiate it. I barely get a say. I just say the wrong word and I fear the friendship might end. So I go with whatever they want, and I have a blast. Sometimes the odd statement or opinion from me sounds a bit like they take offense, but sooner or later it resolves itself, much to my relief. But every time we hang out, something off happens. We try to meet and eat before a show, the place is closed. We go to party and have fun, they get some kind of bad news. When they left the state for work, I thought okay, they’re moving away, I won’t be able to hurt them. But then the visits happened, and things kept going wrong. Recently, I decided to leave the friendship, let it fade into nothing, like my other friends.
This can all be in my head but it’s way more than a few coincidences. I’m typing this from the er where this friend is currently recovering from a medical emergency. One of the worst. This happened after I agreed to help them out on a play. After I successfully distanced myself. We were wrapping up when it happened. I tried to be careful with what I said and did, and the bad luck still hung over the ones I care about. But it’s too late now. I love this person. They are essential to my joy, mostly because they didn’t let me go as a friend. I can say with certainty that I cannot live without this person. And if I stick around, I can’t imagine what would happen. For the sake of the ones I love I need to walk away. I can’t let someone else get hurt by being around me.
submitted by Loose_Play_982 to TrueOffMyChest [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:44 hello-im-an-addict Just downloaded this game. What should I know?

Basically what the title says. I just downloaded the game and I will begin to play it. What are some things I should know? I just smoked a joint and it felt really good. It wasn't like a crazy trip but it was very pleasurable. I plan to have some munchies for a few minutes and then I might go to bed even though I don't want to. I don't really like sleeping. It's kind of a chore and I won't want to turn my mind off. But I will go to bed excited knowing I can get fucked up tomorrow. That's what gets me through the days. I also hope in the future that 2k mobile will give me something to look forward to other than getting fucked up, but alas I love the rush. I didn't choose drugs, they chose me. I can barely choose a p--n category in less than 30 minutes. Getting fucked up does not help. 30 minutes turns into 3 hours and my arm is sore from clicking. I will hopefully turn to this game in the future instead of endlessly searching for a video to p-p my r--cks to. Again, what should I know having now downloaded the game? Thanks fam!
submitted by hello-im-an-addict to NBA2KMOBILE_ [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:43 Sp0iledmilk412 My brother keep getting this dangerous dogs

About like 3-4 months ago my brother got a pit bull, he always been obsseced with the breed. But my parents never let him get one bc we already had a big dog and 3 small ones in our house. So when the big one die my brother went and get a pit from a random person he knew. My family wasn’t informed about the breed, they just think it was a normal puppy, my brother tells them it was a guard dog. The puppy was about a month old, she didn’t know how to eat solids. But still, i didn’t trust her to be around my other dogs, wich at the time had puppies around the same age. They started to grow, and my brother put all the puppies in the same bed “to socialice them” he said, but the pit started to ‘play’ with the other dogs in a way that was just her bitting the necks and ears of the other 3, that was just the start. We get a home for the other puppies, but we still keep the pit, my brother doesn’t want to rehome her, even she has started to maul everything that is near to her(for now is just material stuff), she is still a puppy, and i don’t wanna know what she is going to do when she is full grown. My brother doesn’t want to train her in any way, i guess for him is just and accesory or something. I don’t know what to do. Sorry if my english was hard to read, it is my second lenguage.
submitted by Sp0iledmilk412 to BanPitBulls [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:43 melropesplays Best life insurance company for someone with depression?

Hi! Thank you for reading.
I was wondering if anyone had suggestions for companies that still wrote them a policy despite them having a diagnosed history of depression.
Some specs about me if it helps:
-USAA does cover suicide if the policy is active for over two years, however that is not ever an option for me. Not sure if it raised concerns after I asked about it (in the context of, oh I thought suicide was never covered in policies, and not directly inquiring about it).
submitted by melropesplays to LifeInsurance [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:43 dinny08 Emgality didn't hurt

The last time I did my Emgality, I left it out for maybe 4 hours. I went to class, which was three hours long, came back home, did some work, hung out with my room mate, rallied all my girl friends, and then injected the shot. When I injected this thing, I did not feel A THING. usually this shot hurts SO BAD. but I didn't feel a thing. I think it may be because I left it out for so long. Anyways, I didn't feel anything, so I took it out while it was injecting to check if it was working properly. lol. then I had to get a replacement for that month. Idiot. Has anyone had this happen to them??? I have my EMgality injector right next to me, It has been sitting out for about seven hours, and I really hope I won't feel anything like last time. Or maybe last time it was just a coincidence. Someone please tell me this has happened to them and that "if you let it sit out for x hours it doesn't hurt". help
submitted by dinny08 to cgrpMigraine [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:43 eternal_chaos13 Another planet visible from earth

This is my dream I would love if someone could interupt it. I feel that the planet was the most significant thing.
So myself and 3 other women one I had a crush on in the dream were sitting on the grass outside of an apartment building. There was a sign near the entrance of the apartment building "room to rent" , someone said that it was a woman whose husband had cheated on her I replied that it's one thing to cheat on your partner with a stranger but her sistebest friend that is not ok. (Not my conscious thoughts on cheating I believe it's wrong regardless). Then one of the women left and I lied down on the grass and looked at the night sky. There was a huge planet which looked like our moon when full and closer to the earth. It had a cresent moon orbiting it very fast. I originally thought the planet was our moon but I looked to the left and there was our moon full and bright but pailing in comparison to the planet. I told the other two women to "check out that moon orbiting so fast." And the woman I had a crush on came over to lie beside me and cuddle while we watched it.
Then I woke up. The women's faces were not clear so I couldn't tell who they were. I really would appreciate someone interrupting this for me as I said early I think the planet and the Cresent Moon is key. Well that's what I felt when I woke up. Thank you in advance.
submitted by eternal_chaos13 to DreamInterpretation [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:43 fred42069 I think my (18M) gf (19F) went out last night and let another guy hit on her

This Wednesday night my (18M) girlfriend (19F) of 6 months went to the club. We are both in Uni and she went with her society to the student night at one of the nearby clubs. She goes to most of them and I never have any worries. She tends to snap me back and forth while she's there every 15-30mins showing me her friends she's with or telling me what it's like or stuff like that. I stayed in her room doing work while she was out. There came a point where she hadn't replied to me for 2 hours which was odd but I didn't mind since she was with her friends having a good time. But at around 1:30am I go to meet her to walk her back and on the way back she makes a pretty random comment about how some guys were buying her drinks and then quickly changed the subject after mentioning it. Then in the morning as we're laying in bed next to each other I see that she added someone very recently on Snapchat as he was near the top of her active chats with the grey speech box showing they hadn't spoken yet.
I don't want to confront her about it because I don't want to blow it out of proportion but I typed their name into Ig and she had added him on there as well and he had posted pictures of the night before from the club. So i assume he is one of the guys who was buying her drinks.
I'm just a little upset over this because why would she need to add them on anything? Guys who buy girls drinks in clubs don't do it just to "be nice", and she is more than intelligent enough to know that. I feel like the two hour break she took between snapping me back was intentional as she knew she probably shouldn't be letting another guy buy her drinks and add him on social media. And the fact that she stopped talking about it after quickly mentioning someone buying her drinks and not deciding to tell me she had added them on both Ig and Snapchat makes me feel like she has something to hide. I would really prefer if she just told me something like "He made me add him on them before he bought me drinks and then I got them and ignored him" but the fact she hasn't told me that makes me afraid of what the truth really is.
Sorry for the long post. I really love her but she's told me in the past she was the type of girl who would go to the club just to get with guys while she was there and I'm worried she might be getting bored of the relationship and reverting back to how she was before we met
submitted by fred42069 to relationship_advice [link] [comments]

2023.03.31 05:42 utxopia- persistent dizziness

hi everyone; i’m posting here in hopes that maybe someone can help me.
my fiancé (m23) has been experiencing persistent dizziness— nearly all day every day for at least 2 weeks. he experienced it once before and doctors weren’t very helpful (they chalked it up to low potassium and it Did go away after a bit), but this time it seems so much worse. he went to a clinic yesterday and his BP was good. he had a lot of built up earwax that they flushed out and i’ve been reading that that could cause dizziness. however, he still feels terrible today (describes it as feeling like he’s walking on a drawbridge). does anyone know if the earwax could in fact have been the issue, and it just takes time to readjust? he also gets headaches fairly often (although his sleeping schedule isn’t the best sometimes). i just hate seeing him so miserable.
submitted by utxopia- to Dizziness [link] [comments]