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2012.11.07 19:01 Brocktoon_in_a_jar Butthurt Republicans' Social Media Pontifications
A Treasure Trove of Butthurt Social Media Republican Rants
2015.06.03 06:16 Electromagnetic Hypersensitivity
Electromagnetic Hypersensitivity is an officially recognized disability in Sweden (this is not recognized as an illness because no diagnosis exists for this condition).” Professor Johansson gave the example of a head ache “ how can one measure the pain or prove the existence of a head ache?” Sweden ranks in the top 10 in the world for healthcare. Magnetic Flux poses the largest threat to individuals with EMHS.
2023.05.30 22:58 TigerSimilar Finally found the culprit of my issues (may help others experiencing it)
24, cpps/hypertonic pelvic floor since 3 years, started PFPT a month ago.
ACTUAL SYMPTOMS : Hesitancy, weak stream, loss of feeling of need to urinate (sometimes it’s still there), trigger points on my lower back, hips, glutes, legs etc alongside some pelvic muscles chronic tightness, the classical ejaculation pain and some ED.
I noticed that when I fo to pee afterwards my abdominal muscles and also my lower abs muscles (near the public bone) are really sore. As if I did a lot of sport activity and strained them. Same goes with my lower back muscles, hips, thighs etc….
It seems that every time I go to toilet these muscles are involved and straining even though I’m not doing it on purpose. I also feel that all of this is creating these trigger points down my body and cause more hesitancy and low stream and loss of bladder sensation….
So, good, I finally found my Culprit, my scapegoat but what can I do to stop involuntary and unconsciously use these muscles while peeing if I’m not even doing it on purpose.
PLEASE HELP ME. Has everyone encountered the same situation? What would you all do?
PSA : I have what would be some posterior pelvic tilt, always clenching my glutes while standing and so on..
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2023.05.30 22:58 HuuroKolkko Mike Mitchell, Dipshit Attorney. But as a comic, drawn by me and with the best alt I could come up with, the "Doughdiac Killer!"
2023.05.30 22:57 Texas_Wookiee Updated for this week - had wrong raid lol
2023.05.30 22:56 MuffinPuff I'm so unhappy with the way food delivery apps determine distance.
So many of the restaurants in my local apps say 3.5 miles, 5 miles etc from pick-up to drop-off, but it's just not true. Half of the restaurants featured in app are nearly in an entirely different city, but they're still labeled as nearby spots.
I learned quickly. It really upset me to realize my driver had to come 7, 8, almost 10 miles outside of their usual routes AND THROUGH HEAVY TRAFFIC to bring me food, because I trusted the apps supposed distance. I will never make that mistake again.
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2023.05.30 22:56 No-Performance-799 Looking for apartment from 1st Jul to 15th august
Looking for apartment from 1st Jul to 15th august with family of 4 2 adults 2kids . Please let me know if anyone has any suggestions. Looking for apartment near grand center .
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2023.05.30 22:56 swiftnotswallow How long does it typically take for Starbucks to tell you if you got the job or not?
Yesterday I just interviewed for a Starbucks near me, I feel like it went well and I'm really hoping to get the job. The manager said that I should get a response in a few days but I had another interview where they said something similar and never called, when do they typically call and how many days should I wait before calling to ask about the job? Do they also call to tell you to not get the job?
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2023.05.30 22:56 Calm-Image744 What’s the next step for me?
Hi, and thank you in advance for taking the time to read. Let me start by saying I swear I'm not having a mid-life crisis. Everything is fine I'm just super indecisive.
So, my son (8m), my fiance (24f) and I (32m) live together in a 3 bedroom townhouse owned by her father. This essentially means we're getting a brea on the rent (paying $1350 per month when it should be around $1900-$2100). Back when covid hit and I got laid off I decided to leave the union and quit iron-working. I found a government grant that paid for me to go to Hvac school for free.
I graduated and made $100k my first year and around $135k my second. Iron-working I was making about $70k-$75k so this was a huge bump.
The only amoun of "splurging" I've done is paid roughly $30k to build the 1963 Chevy II SS I've been dragging around with me since I was 16, and the upcmoing wedding in October costing around $20k (FIL is contributing $10k and MIL is contributing $5k) so only $5k out of pocket for me.
Now keep in mind, before switching to Hvac I had virtually no savings and was living paycheck to paycheck. Currently I have about $18k in a roth ira account because my new employer doesnt offer 401k and I had to move out of my previoud employers provider. I have about $28k between my checkings and savings, another $70k in cash, about $10k in silver, and another $5k between a robinhood, wealthfront and charles schwab investment account. At the moment im averaging about $3.5k per week in gross revenue.
Heres the issue.
I am bored beyond belief and I dont feel i make anywhere near the amount of money I want/need to in order to retire by 40 (soft goal). I’m super insecure about my financial portfolio. I am chock full of ideas; some of which I feel could easily be multi-million dollar companies if they aren't already. I am hyper motivated but feeling discouraged after three failed business attempts.
The issues is I have zero network. I grew up super poor and was not by any means a model citizen growing up and have worked very hard and spent hundreds of hours in therapy to sperate myself from not only that lifestyle but from the people I grew up with so I dont have many friends left or at least no "lifers" that I've known for 18+ years or whatever.
I just feel like im at a platue now and I cant figure out what to do to take the next step. I want to take the $130k per year and make it $260k per year. That's what I've done my entire life. My entire resume is level-up list where every new Job I've acquired I've made more money than the lasy or at least improved my quality of living substantially compared to the previous situation and I’m ready for that. I want to have more children with this girl that I love. I want to get big ol house with some land and chickens and more dogs and have toys to fuck around on. I refuse to be one of the antiwork
people and cower the the climate of hyper capitalism. I’ll do whatever it takes to make it happens I’m just waiting for that one opportunity to come along. I even have an llc just sitting there doing nothing atm. At the very least I’d love some advice on how best to allocate the $70k cash I have and put that money to work.
Any advice or input is appreciated and I'd love to discuss anything further in the comments! Also my location is Lv, NV.
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2023.05.30 22:55 Mountain_House4253 Skin tone
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2023.05.30 22:55 Arcetos New in depth Asura guide. Two builds, Yellow frantic Hold&Cancel and Blue extended Flamefetter
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I did a couple asura short guides, but this will be the last (at least for a looong time), and more extensive one. https://preview.redd.it/lvtw88fuk23b1.png?width=1079&format=png&auto=webp&s=7d04d76bc6d43f4df81adf9f1a505b702c6ccddd
I will try to cover close to everything related to Asura, and go over two builds, one that has frantic and stressful (but fun) gameplay, and another one for those who just want a more "chill" way of playing. Note that yellow is about 20 to 30% more performant than blue.
Before we begin, a quick run about some important concepts.
- Skill cancel: Dodging at the right time, makes it so skills and attacks are still effective, while cutting short the animation. This is not only true for Asura, but for her is specially effective. For her 3rd skill, it can be cut almost instantly, 2nd skill as well, and 1st skill as soon as you see the arms appear you can dodge. For the hold attack, as soon as or she makes contact with the ground it can also be canceled. For the skills look at when flamefetter state starts, and you can cancel immediately. https://reddit.com/link/13w1ugi/video/g1sthvyxk23b1/player
Another tip, is to always dodge laterally, never back as dodging away from the enemy takes more time. When playing just aim to do 2 holds, once you get comfortable aim for 3
- Flamefetter state: It's activated upon the use of any skill. For default lasts for 4 seconds and meanwhile it provides extra 20% fire damage. Asura's whole kit and gameplay should revolve around this. Since Flamefetter is a long name, I'll just say FF from now on.
- Do bursts of damage when FF is up if possible: hold attacks, skills and ultimate (yours).
- Functor key: For Asura it's quite important to get if if you plan on playin her long-term. It changes the gameplay style and adds a ton of damage.
- When in groups or multiple bosses, use the "target" button to focus on one objective, this way the hold attack fire resistance shred's value will be more consistent.
SIGILS, TEAM AND BOTS SIGILS: https://preview.redd.it/bbvtc9l3l23b1.png?width=691&format=png&auto=webp&s=2c32ed71de668f2e1aedab9cf0d568614ba0e915
Use the recommended ones, that provide fire damage and energy regeneration. Prometeus flame and Jörmingandr
For the enchant effects, focus on "Fire blessing -> Fire damage %, and "Gladiator" -> Normal atk damage % (because hold attacks count as normal). Other effects like crit rate is quite good, and others like -energy cost, index mod multiplier, damage against XYZ enemies are fine too. But docus on the two mentiones plus/or crit (low priority).
This are my enchantments. Are WAY away from being perfect (on the way on being so one day). You can see the mentioned effects tho: https://reddit.com/link/13w1ugi/video/qkvrzlh6l23b1/player TEAM:
We don't have units that synergize too well with Asura right now, or more specifically good established fire teams. When asked vets on discord, I've been answered, and seen replied to other players that using S Poseidon and Tsukuyomi is the way to go, just for the raw dps (and poseidon's CC). https://preview.redd.it/kllgv0jdl23b1.png?width=1077&format=png&auto=webp&s=5fce55eeace942bdef857a4f3f36e80f1d1f6131 BOTS:
The most recommended bot is Me-Yow, providing extra energy when doing perfect dodges. Works well with both builds, but specially recommended for the yellow build. https://preview.redd.it/6itxcaall23b1.png?width=1920&format=png&auto=webp&s=ab9f380e18f100f15e5ff8b5c74053495ba3f52e
When playing with the blue build, depending how you go about it, energy may overflow (be capped). Then other bots like Mitir, to extend modified mode for 3 seconds or Minininja to increase teammates crit rate are also good options. https://preview.redd.it/uwx8bjfnl23b1.png?width=1304&format=png&auto=webp&s=48c19b389deca830c6cc5a812b2b22f13dad022a
As for the chips, do whatever you feel more comfortable with tbh. I'm using "Tactical Assembly" to have my companions near to focus better targets and make better use of team's CC. And "Countermeasure" to extend poseidon's freeze for 1 sec. Comfortable ones.
"Battlefield Dominance" and "Marginal Benefit" are also very good if you prefer raw dps rather than usability.
YELLOW HOLD SPAM BUILD https://reddit.com/link/13w1ugi/video/ira3ohjhn23b1/player The objective of the build:
How does the build work?
- Abuse hold attack as much as possible
- Abuse skill cancels for skills and attacks
- Don't use hold attack if FF is not activated
- With the third yellow code, when doing a hold attack, half of remaining energy is consumed to do more damage.
- With jörmungandr sigils, each time energy is used, tere is a chance at recovering 35% of energy.
- With functor key, first hold after entering FF restores 12 energy and deals extra dmg. Each hold attack in FF reduces enemy fire resistance.
- Practise a bit the skill cancels. At first go for 2 holds per FF, after some time go for 3.
- If when playing, if you try to do a 3rd hold, and you're seeing that it won't connect the hit inside FF, dodge cancel, to save up energy.
The gameplay for this build, if played this way is super effective, but also super frantic. If you don't want to bother about constant holds and constant animation cancels, go for the blue build.
Shoutout to XLyrcX
for explaining to me the hold attack-dodge cancel.
BLUE EXTENDED FLAMEFETTER https://reddit.com/link/13w1ugi/video/00q6zavoo23b1/player Objective of the build:
How does the build work?
- Overlap all the skills possible
- Use 3 skills at once, extend two times, rinse and repeat.
- Bursts and ultimate after casting 3 skills.
- With the blue codes, we get 45% extra fire damage during FF instead of 20%.
- The duration of FF is extended by 4 seconds, based on remaining time (so if there were 2 seconds of FF left, the new one will last 6 seconds).
- The extra fire damage bonus will stack, based on each skill duration (so hypotetically, if all 3 skills were casted simultaneously, the FF would provide 135% extra fire damage lasting 12 seconds).
- Hold & Spam as in the yellow build is still the most effective way to go BUT not for a wide margin. From my testing, playing "normally" vs Hold&Spam is about 16% less effective (making more use of functor's "punch to accumulate hold damage"). So you can play more "normally" and calmly with this build and still perform well.
- For the three skills cooldowns to be consistent, do all 3 at the same time with cancels, preferably starting with skill 1. Then extend two times with skills 1 & 3, and after that all three skills will be off cooldown to be cast at the same time again.
- At the beginnig of the match, wait a bit to gather energy before using the skills.
If you think this was helpful, please comment about it! If there is anything to add/fix/change about Asura and this guide, please do say so and I'll edit it and u/you
I hope you have a blast playing Aether Gazer, but you'll for sure have it if playing Asura! Enjoy! :D
2023.05.30 22:55 headcase247 How to get baby to sleep in his own bed
Bed sharing with the baby got much needed sleep for my household and, quite frankly, saved my marriage. I know it’s not ideal so please don’t come here to condemn me. I want to get the baby into his own bed. He’s a couple weeks shy of being 6 months old, and currently he nurses to sleep. All of these habits are residual of when I was in survival mode (I don’t live near any family who could help me get some rest, so I had to do what I had to do). So now I have a baby who feeds to sleep and sleeps next to me. I need to know the best way to get him into his own bed. I have two options and am curious what others would do in my situation. I have a bassinet next to the bed, but it honestly has a lopsided mattress and he’s never slept well in it- the thing is kind of a piece of junk (it’s the Koola Baby Bassinet on Amazon, I do not recommend). And the other option is the crib in his own bedroom, but I know it’s early to be in his own room. What would you all do, and how would you go about doing it?? Please give me some advice. I’m a FTM, and just trying my best. I need the baby in his own safe space and my husband and I need our bed back. Thank you.
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2023.05.30 22:54 WhiskeyRanting RDA Recap - May 29, 2023
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2023.05.30 22:53 Alamanti_b1ack I dont understand her behavior
Everytime me and her talk i feel a strong tense with her idk if it just me but i think she feels the same way. What i dont inderstand is how she acting towards me she always stares at me from a distance i caught her biting her lower lips while staring at me. Whats weird when i am near her she will start copying my arm movements. She copies my speech on the way i talk or interact with people. She stares at me like A LOT she doesnt really do this with other people. In all she is in a relationship. So, i am keeping my feelings to myself out repect for her relationship. But i feel she wants me to ask her out i am uncertain she keeps giving me eye contact and keeps copying me on what i wear what i eat how i dress and it at work too. A little weird. Always stares at me from a distance for a long time. My question is she trying to mock me make fun of me? Or she may feel some interest towards me?
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2023.05.30 22:53 wholalune In shock (TW: details abuse) ((Long post))
I don't know what to do or know why I won't just leave. I have a car, a good job/finances, and alternative housing immediately available.
I know I'm in a toxic relationship. I hate admitting it, but it is definitely abusive too. I am not sure if it is mutually abusive or if I am just a victim.
I started dating this person a year ago. It's been a rollercoaster from the beginning. We both have extensive childhood trauma. I have done over a decade of therapy for mine. When we met, they had been in therapy for a year. I have been very aware of how my actions in relationships were unhealthy and abusive. I know I have complex PTSD but I never used that as an excuse for my behavior. I know things I've said to past partners were absolutely uncalled for and traumatizing. It's been over 5 years since I have lashed out at someone in an emotionally/psychologically abusive way. I have never spoken to or lashed out at my current partner in the ways I have in the past. What I have done is be paranoid but not in an accusing way. I have not accused my partner of cheating or talking to others; but I have asked them about it. I have never told my partner they couldn't talk to or see anyone. I have been curious about their life and, depending on the situation, have asked whether they were interested in someone as more than friends. They consider my questions as paranoia and controlling.
Background: when we started dating they made it clear that they were going to want to fuck other people eventually. They lied to me by omission about sleeping with someone and then slept with me the same day (which really pissed me off). After that incident, I realized I would have to ask very specific and direct questions. At this point, they have told me multiple times that they don't want to fuck around and they only want me but it's been hard for me to truly believe them.
Other background info: This person is really sick, physically. They have a chronic debilitating condition that is preventing them from working right now. Their parents take care of them financially. A couple of months after we started dating they contracted HSV1 from me (which I was open about having the whole time) and because of their underlying health condition, the HSV almost killed them. It was incredibly traumatizing. They were home-bound for over a month and I was their caregiver. They continue to have problems with it but not nearly as horrible as then.
Their behavior: They have always had difficulty letting me leave when I wanted to go home. It was endearing at first. I liked that they wanted to keep me around so much. I liked the attention and extra love they gave me when they were asking me to stay. The extra attention turned into them becoming upset if I persisted in trying to leave. They would get very pouty, say "no" and bump into me in a way I now consider a push/shove. Other things they did/do that caught my attention but brushed off are teasing me a lot and even though I've complained, they continue to say "it was just a joke, lighten up", and get mad at me for not being cheerful around their friends all the time. They also grab me hard around the arms and neck to pull me in certain directions. If I'm upset and being loud/talking fast they cover my mouth. They insist I be around them all the time when we are together, including when they are showering. If i'm showering they are free to do whatever they want, but if they are they continually ask me to be in the bathroom with them and get upset if I attempt not to be. They ask me specific questions about my conversations with my friends/what i've talked about in therapy; basically, they want a lot of details about my life but if I ask about theirs they might accuse me of being paranoid and controlling. Also, they blow up my phone if I am not responding to them when we are in conflict and away from each other and they have come to my house when i didn't respond.
Their behavior has become increasingly violent. I stopped excusing it and started pointing it out to them. They always denied it at first, which just led to us arguing about it. When we are in conflict I just want to get away. I do have a hard time saying something like "I'm leaving, i'll be back at X time" and instead I am frantically packing my things and just trying to leave, which they say triggers their behavior. They refuse to let me leave though. They physically stop me, they have taken my keys, they have thrown my stuff around many times, and the pushing has gotten a lot worse.
Where we are now: I have begun fighting back and it is a lot worse now. I have lost it. A month ago, they chased me down in a parking lot and shoved me against a store wall demanding I fix things immediately (this conflict started because I didn't support them enough when they were upset at another driver). When we got back to their place, they pushed me against the corner of a closet and I got a huge bruise on my ass. This bruise is what finally opened my eyes to how bad things are getting. They have thrown me on the bed by my neck, which they still deny. Out of anger at being denied so much (after the second incident of this) I showed them what they did to me by doing the same thing and now if I ever bring it up they say, "yeah, well you did the same thing to me". In the past month they have moved to another apartment. Now they live alone. We have not been able to go a week without a physical altercation. After the incident that resulted in a bruised ass, I confided in a friend about some of their behavior. I also recorded some of the moments they were yelling at me.
This past weekend we really fought. There was a fight earlier in the week, which included them refusing to let me leave, throwing my stuff on the ground and backing me into the fridge. I fell to the ground as well and was crawling away. They grabbed my shirt, pulling me back (choking me) and wrapped their arm around my neck to pull me off the ground. I got a scratch on my neck from this and some other bruises/scratches on my arm. Some days later we fought again and I don't remember what happened but I ended up telling them that I told my friend they have been pushing me around. This really upset them and they started saying I couldn't hang out with her the following day or go to her birthday party since now they couldn't go. I explained to them how hurtful and telling it was that they were more concerned about my friend knowing than how their actual behavior is affecting me (the person they say they love more than anyone). The next day they were super sweet and apologetic (they always are afterward, which I'm wondering if i'm addicted to this part), and wrote me a letter apologizing for lots of things. I read the letter Friday night. Saturday morning I woke up and snuggled them in bed for an hour before waking them up. I had my party to go to but was still trying to spend time with them by getting breakfast together. I had to wake them up for the timing to work out. Shortly after waking up they made a joke about how they didn't invite this one person out last night when they were with their friends (this is in reference to a previous conflict we had because at one point I wasn't allowed to hang out with their friends because I'm moody and I found out this other girl met up with them and they had been messaging through disappearing messages, so of course I had feelings about this). My response was, "well I hope you didn't secretly invite anyone else out" and they turned over and got pouty and all of a sudden I was the bad person and I was in a bad mood upon waking up. They ended up taking a shower and having a mental breakdown, screaming and what not. I was confused and angry. Really angry that they accused me of being in a bad mood when I had just been cuddling them for an hour trying to gently wake them. So I was unavailable to ease their emotional distress. At some point, they got out of the shower and I am over everything. I shoved them out of my way and they fell pretty hard and from there it's "look at what you did". They start acting completely different, talking in a small voice and saying things like "i'll do whatever you want, it's going to be okay." It was a trauma response. Seemed like they age regressed. And while I have sympathy and remorse, It made me angry that they were responding to me like this since I have been putting up with them shoving me and more for the past year. I am not sure what happened next but we kept fighting and then trying to de-escalate over and over again. At one point I made the remark, "yeah well I have plenty of recordings of you" and this is where things became very scary. They lost it and we fought fought over my phone. They were fighting me and trying to prevent me from leaving the room. They kept saying, "what kind of person would record another person" and forcing me to give them my phone passcode. At some point I bit them because they had their hands around me and they bit me back so hard I have a massive bruise because of it. They pulled out chunks of my hair. We both body slammed each other onto the bed/ground multiple times. I had my arm pressed against their neck at some point too when they were wrestling me. They choked me with their hands wrapped around my neck to the point I couldn't breathe. At some point they pinned me down and sat on me and refused to get up until they could access my phone again (it got locked because they were trying to get in it). I was defeated. After they erased all the evidence I had of them I decided I was going to look at their phone. They flipped their shit on me again and we started fighting more. At this point I was certain they were hiding something because of how violent they were being and not allowing me access their phone. They ended up slapping me after throwing me down onto the bathroom floor. Turns out they didn't want me to access their phone cuz they recorded me arguing with them after I shoved them that morning - literally the worst fight of my life began by them demanding i give them my phone and them making me feel like I was the worst for recording them when they did the same exact thing. They then went on to self-harm, and I insisted they go to the party with me becuase I was scared of what they would do to themselves.
I can count over 10 bruises/scratches from the past couple weeks of fighting. My partner has one bruise from when I shoved them Saturday morning. I do not want to minimize my violence towards them. I am just incredibly upset about how they are reacting about the bruise I gave them. When I bring up the marks they left on my body they usually respond with a sorry, but also with an "you bruise like a banana. And I'm not like one of those people who beats the shit out of their wives.", which i feel like dismisses my experience and pain.
OMG this was long, and it still doesn't convey everything. I am at work now and in shock. Been having panic attacks all day. I don't know what to do, and I am really confused about why I am staying in this relationship.
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2023.05.30 22:53 Magicklibra Bad credit need to find a loan company to help me.
Just been struggling to stay ahead and I do have more money coming in the near future. I need a small loan or installment loan. At this point I am willing to accept any terms or rate bc I cannot get anyone to approve me for just $500. Please leave suggestions or companies that could help me. Greatly appreciate it!
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2023.05.30 22:52 BillNyePaintballGuy TW/SH: I'm not living. I'm surviving. And I need help to keep going.
I keep finding myself struggling to keep going. I work so hard to make things happen that others just have to fall in their lap. I don't mean I should win the lottery. I don't mean to be given a house. I mean why can't I file an insurance claim and just get a car repaired simply from someone that hit me? Why does something that's super reliable for everyone else just break for me? Why do I have to have anxiety every day to look a certain way when people just WAKE UP with that body style? Why can't I have that "right place, right time" moment? Why do people who put in so little effort get so much farther than me so quickly?
I don't have a bad outlook on life but I'm quickly spiraling these past few months. I'm losing hair from stress and I'm 20. I have a loving partner and a roof over my head and food in my stomach but good God, why does everyone around me have SOMETHING that was just handed to them? I'm not asking for handouts. I just don't understand why I need to kill myself every single day to make something happen that just HAPPENS for people. Things just LAND in people's lap and why can't something like that happen to me? I consider myself an optimist but I just can't NOT see it. So many people are just "at the right place at the right time". They're just "lucky". And my reply to asking this question is usually along the lines to "Change my outlook." or "To look on the bright side". It's not jealousy. Or at least I don't think. I don't desire to have these things HAPPEN to me, per se. I just want a break. I can't catch one. Not since I moved out at 18 because I was saving for nearly a decade before when others just managed to find a deal on foreclosure and bought a house with a few grand. I bought my car with money I got from a job I rode my bike to. I got my current job by busting my ASS for 3 years while battling depression. I fought to maintain my LIFE itself as my best friend was taken from me at 10 years old by abusive parents. Medications, medications, medications, Therapy, therapy, therapy. I can't LIVE harmoniously. There isn't a day where I can enjoy mental silence. Everything is so loud. I turn off my phone and I have to keep my mind busy with other tasks. I don't sleep well anymore without exhausting myself beforehand. Is this spoiled thinking? Am I being needy? I need raw and unfiltered advice. Anything helps.
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2023.05.30 22:51 SjakeS95 Need some advice
My partner and I recently (a week ago) got our 9 week old lab, Freddie. We’ve certainly been blessed, as he has slept through the night (9:30/10 to 5:30/6) since the day we welcomed him home, and w me absolutely adore the pants off him.
We discovered after a couple of days the 1 2 rule which honestly has helped us massively, but I still think we are over-exercising/allowing him to get overtired. We have had quite a few occasions where he gets extra nippy/bitey, loses all attention and doesn’t really know what to do with himself. No matter what we do we cannot help calm him down/get him to settle In his crate.
His hour of awake time typically goes like this: - Straight out to the toilet as soon as he wakes and whines. -10 minutes of sniffing around the garden/some recall training(runners jog to my partner then running back to me/interacting with our 6 year old golden retriever Archie (rather playful together but stop play before it gets too excited simply because of the size of Archie and how small Freddie is at 4.2kg) -inside for a bit more training, sit, learning the love the crate -some light toy play -out for another toilet break -back in to crate for a snooze
I am aware that pups of this age should only be having a small amount of physical exercise a day (10-15min I think, but am happy to be corrected!) but I’m curious what would be classed as ‘exercise’ for his age. As I’m worried that 5/6/7 hours of awake time would mean 50/60/70 minutes of exercise which is causing him to be inconsolable in the evening.
Or I could have this all completely wrong in which case I’m happy to be corrected. I just find it very tough to see him inconsolable.
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2023.05.30 22:51 Archives-H I volunteered for an expedition to get off death row. I never should have entered the Sea of Green.
Before I begin my story I must maintain that my sentence to death was a wrong and vile thing to do. I maintain that I am not a killer. I did not kill the schoolchildren the authorities decided to hang me for.
My sentence to death, I must maintain, is a huge misunderstanding. There must be forces out there against me, who conspired to put me in prison for this very experiment, this accursed expedition.
I am not deranged. I am not insane.
The man in the odd multicolored sweater paid me a visit a week before my scheduled execution date. “You are the former schoolteacher Chet Adami?” he asked, polite, offering me a plastic cup of coffee.
I nodded, taking a sip. “I didn’t kill those kids,” I reiterated, for about the thousandth time. “Are you the uh, priest guy? That comes before-”
He shook his head and waved away the guards. “My name is Canopy Hydrangea,” he introduced, extending a hand. I shook it. “I understand you may not be guilty, despite what the state believes.”
I nodded. “Finally, someone who-”
He cut me off. “I’m not interested in your story. Whether you die or not is of no consequence to the people I represent,” he continued. “But I am here to offer you a deal. There’s a place the people I represent need exploring, and I need volunteers.”
He produced a sheet of paper and a pen. “This agreement,” he clasped it into my hands, “has you join a team of expendable, uh, volunteers such as yourself on this expedition. You get in, get the things we need, and get out- and you’re free for life.”
This was better than dying in prison.
I asked him what place this was that I’d be sent to. He told me I had to sign the form first. “I’ll do it, then,” I cheered, signing the document.
He smiled and patted me on the shoulder. “We’ll even give you a whole new identity,” he offered. And with that, he seized the document away from me and left the building.
Within hours I was blindfolded, sedated, and transported. When I awoke I was strapped to a bed in a helicopter, with four others beside me, all beginning to wake up.
The man who’d offered me the deal was there too, sucking on a lollipop while rearranging documents and photographs.
These images, I assumed, was the place they wanted us to explore. They were mostly all aerial photos, a sea of endless green and the occasional bird. And yet, there was more- images of impossible landscapes, dreamlike beings.
“Ah, you guys are awake!” he clapped once, and walked over.
The next few moments were a flash as he re-injected us with some sort of blue, wriggling substance. It was cold, and I swear it pulsed inside my arm.
Then we had landed, and the group was quickly taken inside a compound. We were freed and sat down in some sort of meeting room. More people were inside.
A blue haired lady joined the man.
“Welcome, volunteers,” he announced, pointing to a projector. “You are all, save for one, prisoners on death row,” he reminded. “This offer today is simple- you enter the forest, travel to an outpost we have recently lost contact with,” he turned on the projector, displayed a bright red cylinder labeled ‘SYSTEM RECORDER-A32’, “and recover this data module.”
The woman spoke next. “Easy, right?” she counted us. “We’ll provide maps,” she gestured to tablets. “But this forest is different.”
They proceeded to explain the reason they need ‘volunteers’ for the assignment then.
We were on an island somewhere in the Java Sea. The island had a massive forest in the center, one that at first glance seemed as normal as ever. This changed when an international mining company sent in a team of geologists to determine if there was anything of note beyond the forest.
This team never returned.
Nor did a second team, armed with weapons. Or an environmentalist group that ventured in to document new species. So then the organization our recruiters had come from entered the forest.
We were on the outskirts of the forest, at a place they were calling Ake Base.
Over the past month, they had begun to map the forest and determine why so many hadn’t returned. The reason was illogical- the forest was bigger than the island itself.
Drones that ventured in should have come out the other side- yet remained inside the forest, encountering bizarre phenomena and creatures undocumented.
Every so often, the forest would slope downwards, revealing a new layer with new and distinct ecosystems.
“Recently though,” Canopy concluded, “we’ve lost contact with several outposts in the third layer to eighth layers.” He changed the slide to one of the lost outposts, standing alone amidst a vibrant, alien forest. “You enter the forest, get to your team’s assigned outpost, get back out with the data and you’ll be set for life.”
“Does anyone choose to rescind their agreement?” the woman asked. “It’s either death, or this, and frankly, your chances here aren’t that better.”
There were some who raised their hands. “Hell no!” a man shouted. “I’m goin’ back to life!” The woman had them taken away. We heard gunfire outdoors. No life row for him.
Whoever they were- they were serious about this.
They started to call out names and assign teams.
My team, was small, four of us. There was a mercenary named Leo who kept talking about the food the organization had brought us. He seemed pleasant, charismatic, and I almost forgot he was a criminal.
There was a scientist called Anya who, as she joked, was ‘serving infinite life sentences’ for crimes against humanity. She was given the codes and a booklet of things to watch out for in what they called the ‘Sea of Green’.
Then there was Gail. She was quieter than the three of us, and had an almost eerie vibe to her. She didn’t tell us what she’d done to get here, but she was there nonetheless.
Thankfully, we were given the closest- and safest outpost. A little place in Layer Three, marked by the map as only a few hours walk away.
We set off the next day.
The forest, in the beginning, seemed to almost invite us in. The birds chirped and danced, unafraid of mankind. We even fed them the nuts we’d been given as breakfast rations, which they seemed to enjoy.
About an hour in, things changed. The light from the sun barely pierced the canopy, and at times, we had to utilize our flashlights to see what was in front of us. Leo took the lead, hacking away at the branch and vine in front of us.
The forest was starting to look like a jungle- and yet, as we traversed it never seemed to choose which one it wanted to be.
“Wait!” Anya hissed, as we crossed a stream that seemed oddly familiar. She read from the booklet, then to the map on tablets we’d been given. “We’ve made a circle.”
Leo shook his head. “That’s impossible,” he insisted. “I don’t remember turning.”
“Yeah,” I agreed, catching up from behind.
Anya shared the booklet. “It’s one first phenomena researchers encounter,” she explained. “This place plays tricks on us- we need to follow the stream.”
“But then,” Gail pointed out, “we’d be going in the wrong direction.”
“Trust the book,” Anya concluded. We followed the stream then, and the path started to grow denser, as if the forest hated us for traveling further. But the path was right, and the forest changed as we journeyed.
An hour later the forest had changed. It had sloped downwards a bit, inviting us to the second layer of the maze. The trees seemed higher, and the light was now gone completely.
This was when we started to hear it. Click-click.
“What was that?” I asked, turning. Click-click.
Anya rushed through the book. “It’s not documented.”
Click-click. And then we saw lights in the distance, lights that as we continued walking, were revealed to us as bulbous fruit on the trees that glowed an eerie electric blue.
Click-click. “You sure it’s not in that book?” Leo questioned, switching his machete out for a gun. Click-click.
The clicks were getting louder, each one sending a jolt of uneasy fear down my spine. We moved closer together now, fearing the unknown that were in these- A bush in front of us rustled. Leo aimed his weapon.
A deer- no, something like a deer popped out, gently squawking. It was… wrong in every sense, but it seemed more occupied in chewing a flower than us.
The small creature had the antlers of a deer, yes, but it also had the face of an old man. Not to mention six fists full of thumbs at the end of its legs. It inspected a glowing fruit with it’s odd thumbs.
“Ew,” Gail commented, disgusted. “What the hell is that?”
Anya didn’t have time to look for answers before a black, insectine limp shot out of one of the bulbous fruits and impaled the deer-thing. It screamed an all too human scream and struggled.
We backed away- and by then, the noise was overwhelming. Click-clickClick-clickClick-clickClickclickClickclickClick-clickClick-click. They erupted from every single one of the bulbous fruits, and things began to pour out of them.
The limbs, see, were attached to a head. The a simple sphere that opened into buzzsaws of teeth that grotesquely clicked as they opened. The face-deer only screamed as the clicking creatures devoured it.
“Run!” Leo reminded, shooting as some started to near us. “Run!”
That shook us out, and we ran, terror in our very veins. They seemed more interested in the fallen deer than us- but we still ran until we could no longer.
Actually, it was until I fell off and entered the third layer.
A weight appeared on my chest and I fought it off, thinking I was about to die- but the soft, furry creature atop me jumped off. It wasn’t one of the clicking monsters.
And then I realized the third layer was bright. The trees themselves were glowing now, not the insect fruits of before. And there were a whole host of new, bizarre creatures.
The thing I’d pushed off was some sort of rabbit, covered in glowing blue stripes. If layer two had been a forest of darkness this was it’s very opposite.
In the skies there were ribbons of glowing creatures- thin kites on an unseen wind. The trees were alive with all sorts of furried friends, darting here and there and eating odd colored berries that didn’t seem real.
Anya pointed and spoke, “Look!” It was the outpost, in ruins.
“But what attacked it?” Gail murmured, as we walked over.
We entered through a hole in the wall. The place was oddly peaceful, calming, now home to bioluminescent little ants that dotted the place. Occasionally, one or two of the face-deer would appear, licking the dots up with twin tongues that emerged from it’s too-human face.
“Cute,” Leo joked, picking one up and stroking it. It screamed back at him, chilling and he dropped it. “Never doing that again.”
The place was… too peaceful. And- “what happened to their bodies?” I posited. “If they were attacked- where’s their blood? Their corpses?”
Anya shrugged. “It is odd- perhaps they got devoured.” She gestured to the many oddities around us. “But you’re right, there should be bones, at least.”
This was when we heard the screaming. And all of a sudden every single creature retreated away, disappearing from view, save for the tiny ants inside with us. The screaming was a cacophony of voices, realer than the ones we’d heard from the face-deer.
“I think we need to go,” Leo whispered, holding out the red ‘data module’ in his hands. “Now.”
The screaming got ever closer, and the trees in front of the outpost, beyond a window, started to shake. “I concur.”
We were backing away when we heard the squelching of something loud and heavy. Turning around, we saw the screaming creature we’d heard. It was massive, fleshy, and filled with tiny gaping holes, some filled with eyes, all rising, breathing as one.
I nearly threw up. But that was for a different reason.
The holes were one thing. But the screaming, severed bodies of dozens of people attached the the eye-full monster was another. They screamed and screamed, their bodies unneatly joined and sown into the creature.
It sniffed the air and walked over to the glass, looking in as we hid. “What is it?” I squealed. “What the hell is that?”
The face of a victim in military clothes appeared at the window, screaming, face slowly popping, skin repairing and being digested all at once. Anya flipped through the pages. “They called it a Fleshweave. It absorbs bodies and eats them that way.”
That would explain the lack of bodies we’d seen.
The window shattered- and the thing began to force itself on it, flesh turning to churned cylinders through the window. The bodies, crushed further, screamed some more.
So we ran as the beasts fell into the room with a plop. And despite it’s heavy, gluttonous form it charged forwards, faster than it looked.
Out the outpost we went. I felt a meaty hand hit me and then I fell. It stalked towards me, but a gunshot from Leo burst it’s pus-ridden hand, covered my in grotesque, viscous liquid.
I picked myself up and ran from the screaming thing, up the steep slope and climbing onto the second layer.
I fell again, but Anya caught me, helping me up.
Leo did the same for Gail- but she slipped and fell back into the third layer. The thing approached her, all of it’s pulsing eyes upon her. “Help me!” she bellowed. “Don’t leave me-”
Leo prepared to jump down- but it was too late. The Fleshweave simply picked her up and it opened it’s skin, forging her into her body- er, her top half,- it severed the rest.
“Go!” I snapped, dragging the mercenary to action. The creature behind us lifted itself onto the dark forest and continued to follow.
Gail, merged with the other unfortunate bodies, screamed. I almost stopped in terror from the sound, but flight-or-fight forced me to continue.
Click-click. We found ourselves back in the center of the abode with the insect fruit. And the insects were clearly attracted to the stench of decay the monster emanated. Limbs emerged, and the face-beetles jumped up and swarmed the creatures.
I don't know if the creature was killed by it. I only remember Gail’s face as the insects started to pick her body- and so many others like her- apart.
The way out seemed harder than going in, but we made it. We survived. We reached the outpost and handed our data module to the man who’d offered us the deal. “Impressive,” he congratulated. “You’re the first team back.”
“I want out now,” I panted. “Back to real life.”
He patted me on the shoulder and gave me a sad smile. “According to the world you’ve already died by suicide in your cell,” he informed. “See, there’s a way the people I work for have operated so cleanly for the past few centuries.” He paused and took a step back. “We can’t afford loose ends, see, and you’ve shown us you have the guts to survive Bandai La- er, the Sea of Green.”
I took a step back, panicking. “What do you mean?”
He sighed. “We can’t give you a new life and risk exposing our operation here,” he explained. “And we still need ah, expendable people to lead us to whatever’s in the center of the island.” He handed me a can of soda. “Welcome to your new life. The Company really values your dedication as a treasured employee.”
But I don’t want this. I was promised freedom. And they can’t keep me from exposing them- I’ve typed this up and Anya did something to the tablet so I can receive and post things online.
I’m not sure if this’ll work. But if it is: I’m on an island somewhere in the Java Sea. There’s a forest that goes on forever and I’m being held as some sort of explorer by some Company.
Find me. Before I die.
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2023.05.30 22:51 bored_since-1997 BEDSPACE / WHOLE UNIT
I have 3 units na papaupahan sa covent garden (sta. Mesa near pup main) is it okay and budget friendly para sa 5k per head sa bedspace (3pax per unit) or ipa-rent ko as a whole for 15k? Tia
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2023.05.30 22:51 RB-Typhoon 33/M/Canada: Looking for friends? Wanna talk to someone new? I'd be happy to chat.
Hey everyone, 33m, I'm from Canada, looking for some people to chat with. I'm hoping it would be long term, preferably.
I'm a cook by profession, but apart from cooking, I like to read books, play videogames (Xbox and PC mostly), gardening when the weather allows for it, the outdoors (i go on a lot of walks or out on my bike), movies and TV, music (punk and 80's), history, aviation, and Formula 1 racing, among other things.
I'd be happy to talk to any gender from all over the world. Feel free to send me a message or chat request. I look forward to talking with you.
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2023.05.30 22:50 girluoeno My unregistered car was towed from my driveway by code enforcement, but the code they’re giving me doesn’t say I can’t have an unregistered car
I have a house in Albany but I knew I was going to be gone for about a year and wouldn’t need to drive my car so I canceled car insurance. In order to do that, they had me turn in my license plate. Then I left my car parked in the small parking lot on my property.
Fast forward to last week, I get back to Albany prepared to get my car checked up by a mechanic & get license plates… and my car is not there. I call the cops, they think the whole thing is weird and can’t tell me why it was towed. Eventually they find out they were told by code enforcement that it was a code violation so they had it towed. They give me the phone number of the code office.
Well I just got off the phone with an unbelievably rude guy from the code office who cited code NYS PMC 302.8 and said I can’t have an unregistered vehicle on my property. I asked if they sent out a notice and he read off that they sent a notice to an address all the way in California that I’ve never heard of or lived near.
After I hung up, I looked up the code it and says “not more than one inoperative or unlicensed motor vehicle shall be parked, kept or stored on any premises, and no vehicle shall at any time be in a state of major disassembly, disrepair, or in the process of being stripped or dismantled”
Not more than one. I only had one. And it was not in a state of disassembly/disrepaietc. So I called back to get clarification and he said no the code says you can’t have unregistered vehicle. Then he hung up on me.
I don’t even know where to go from here. It was towed 2 months ago and it’ll cost over $2500 to get it out of the tow place. Is this guy being truthful that I violated a code? If so, which code? And if this was a mistake, what do I do?
Thanks in advance for any help or insight you provide.
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2023.05.30 22:49 dodgerdaisy14 Anyone recognize this caterpillar? He's hanging near my hosts. Google lens told me he's an eggplant 🍆🤔
2023.05.30 22:48 justdontknow1992 31m, I have no idea what to do with my life. I’m not interested in anything and feel soulless and empty. What practical steps can I take to find a genuine interest in something to pursue a new career?
31m live in Scotland (near Edinburgh) with my girlfriend.
I worked in heavy industry for 8 years earning £50k/yr for most of that in an environmental professional capacity. A profession that I fell out of touch with politically and personally. I quit and took up a simple admin job with the civil service that pays £23k/yr. I only have a £50k mortgage left on my property as I’ve always saved and overpaid, so it’s currently a liveable salary. I also have no other debt which helps. I was going to KMS if I stayed in my previous job. My new job is incredibly relaxed, no stress, but very monotonous and unfulfilling.
I fear that both me and my gf may lose respect for me if I don’t start making moves towards a greater purpose/career path. I’ve been for long thoughtful walks, listened to podcasts, I’ve journaled, I’ve recently been to a careers event in my local city (Edinburgh) and I have absolutely nothing! I just can’t summon interest or passion for anything from my soul and it’s depressing the hell out of me. I feel completely stagnant and worthless. The only thing I have any extra curricular interest in is Pokémon cards, but I already have a side hustle doing that. Im very agreeable in nature and admittedly do not handle high amounts of stress or pressure that well, so I definitely couldn’t go through the climbing the corporate ladder path.
If anyone can give me some practical / psychological advice as to how to wrench genuine passion out of my soul I would be eternally grateful.
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