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2023.06.03 13:18 morkysouth Help replacing bathroom accessories - matching screw holes?
Hey guys, we are trying to replace our very dated bathroom accessories (toilet roll holder, shower shelf, towel rail, hand towel holder) in our ensuite in our new house - but we are having real trouble locating replacement accessories where the screw holes match up with the old holes in the tiles. We were expecting that the screw hole placement would be fairly standard - but can’t find any the match (and most products don’t seem to list their screw distances). An issue is that lots of the existing fittings had 2 screws attaching each side - and the screw holes are 25mm apart. All the other ones we have bought - the screws only seem to be 15mm apart. Any suggestions for finding accessories that will fit? We are just looking for modern silver rails/holders. Thanks.
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2023.06.03 13:16 gymmmie What should I do about my narcissistic SIL? (25F)(26F)
Hi everyone, I’ve been dating my BF (24M) for 4 years. In the beginning of our relationship his SIL basically wreaked havoc on me/us. I will give a brief point form of some of the things she has done:
-Tried to bring his ex out on the boat with us, tried to convince me it was totally reasonable, basically gaslight me into thinking I was being immature for finally saying no
-Wanted to come with BF and I every time we left the house or did anything, would pout if we didn’t take her
-Made tons of “jokes” about me “replacing her” would say “you’re stealing my seat” (bf’s passenger seat)
-Generally shitty person things ex. Talking about other people’s bodies in a negative way, saying she’s the hottest person in the room
-Basically acting like my BFs body guard, would be visibly livid at me if BF and I got in a little argument even if he was clearly in the wrong ex. He got too drunk one night and I was annoyed and she was mad at ME. ex. He was beginning to get too drunk another time and she pulled me away and encouraged me to leave him alone. Want to add that we were a lot younger at the time and drank a lot more back then lol
The crazy thing is is her behaviour was all one-sided, my BF and her weren’t even close bonded but she basically has no friends so she would tag along with him before I came into the picture and did not back off a bit when I did. Another unfortunate fact is that I never actually outrightly told her she was being inappropriate/crossing boundaries because I didn’t feel I had the “right” to say anything especially because the relationship was newer at the time. There was a lot of tension at the time but no communication on either end.
She backed off a lot once she got a BF and moved in with him. (1 year into our relationship roughly) For a long time I couldn’t stand her and didn’t want her around us. She would text us almost every weekend to try and join in (with her bf) on whatever we were up to and I’ll admit I blew her off a lot.
Presently, my BF and I have our own house and she was living with her BF up until about a month ago, they broke up. In the past couple years things have been much better between her and I because we don’t spend much time with her which I’ll admit I love. Now I feel like she’s trying to sneak back in and tag along with us. Tonight she wants to come with us to a friends party and although I don’t flat out dislike her, I’d rather spend time with my friends without her there. She’s very persistent though and basically won’t take no for an answer. BF is semi neutral and always kind of has been. It took him a while to understand her behaviour was so unhinged. He is a people pleaser and peace keeper so it’s very hard for him to set boundaries. I don’t want my whole summer to be compromised because she wants to tag along. What on earth do I do. I feel like I can’t bring up the past things she did now, it’s been a long time, and she doesn’t communicate well. I don’t love her as a person and feel stuck and worried she’s going to try and spend every weekend with us. I feel like I need a therapy session just to talk about all this and what steps to take next. Thanks for reading
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-Tried to bring his ex out on the boat with us, tried to convince me it was totally reasonable, basically gaslight me into thinking I was being immature for finally saying no
-Wanted to come with BF and I every time we left the house or did anything, would pout if we didn’t take her
-Made tons of “jokes” about me “replacing her” would say “you’re stealing my seat” (bf’s passenger seat)
-Generally shitty person things ex. Talking about other people’s bodies in a negative way, saying she’s the hottest person in the room
-Basically acting like my BFs body guard, would be visibly livid at me if BF and I got in a little argument even if he was clearly in the wrong ex. He got too drunk one night and I was annoyed and she was mad at ME. ex. He was beginning to get too drunk another time and she pulled me away and encouraged me to leave him alone. Want to add that we were a lot younger at the time and drank a lot more back then lol
The crazy thing is is her behaviour was all one-sided, my BF and her weren’t even close bonded but she basically has no friends so she would tag along with him before I came into the picture and did not back off a bit when I did. Another unfortunate fact is that I never actually outrightly told her she was being inappropriate/crossing boundaries because I didn’t feel I had the “right” to say anything especially because the relationship was newer at the time. There was a lot of tension at the time but no communication on either end.
She backed off a lot once she got a BF and moved in with him. (1 year into our relationship roughly) For a long time I couldn’t stand her and didn’t want her around us. She would text us almost every weekend to try and join in (with her bf) on whatever we were up to and I’ll admit I blew her off a lot.
Presently, my BF and I have our own house and she was living with her BF up until about a month ago, they broke up. In the past couple years things have been much better between her and I because we don’t spend much time with her which I’ll admit I love. Now I feel like she’s trying to sneak back in and tag along with us. Tonight she wants to come with us to a friends party and although I don’t flat out dislike her, I’d rather spend time with my friends without her there. She’s very persistent though and basically won’t take no for an answer. BF is semi neutral and always kind of has been. It took him a while to understand her behaviour was so unhinged. He is a people pleaser and peace keeper so it’s very hard for him to set boundaries. I don’t want my whole summer to be compromised because she wants to tag along. What on earth do I do. I feel like I can’t bring up the past things she did now, it’s been a long time, and she doesn’t communicate well. I don’t love her as a person and feel stuck and worried she’s going to try and spend every weekend with us. I feel like I need a therapy session just to talk about all this and what steps to take next. Thanks for reading
2023.06.03 13:16 TheEternalVortex Our New Icon & Banner!
Hi, everyone.
For those who don’t know, we recently held a competition for a brand new icon and banner in celebration for the release of Marvel’s Spider-Man 2 Gameplay Reveal.
This competition ran from the 26th May to 2nd June and therefore, officially concluded yesterday. Me and IncompleteQuality have been discussing your excellent submissions throughout the week to decide on what our new banner and icon should be.
And as of today, we have finally settled on what we will be using, finally replacing the old banner and icon we’ve been using for a while now.
But before we congratulate our winners, I want to say a huge thank you for everyone who submitted. Discussing your submissions was enjoyable and it was much harder to choose a winner than I originally thought. The amount of times I said to myself, “This is our winner”, only to come back a few hours later and say, “No, this is our winner”, is truly incredible, so thank you.
And now, I will now gladly reveal our winners. So huge thank you to:
u/0dqir0! Your banner had a unique and interesting approach with a contrasting black and white style.
u/MartianGeneral! Your banner had a simple but effective approach using the vibrant colours of Miles electricity and Peter’s suit on a symbiotic background.
That’s all from us, but we hope everyone enjoyed the competition as much as we did and like the new appearance of the subreddit.
Thank you all, once again. I can’t wait to continue moderating and interacting with you all as we approach the release of Marvel’s Spider-Man 2.
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For those who don’t know, we recently held a competition for a brand new icon and banner in celebration for the release of Marvel’s Spider-Man 2 Gameplay Reveal.
This competition ran from the 26th May to 2nd June and therefore, officially concluded yesterday. Me and IncompleteQuality have been discussing your excellent submissions throughout the week to decide on what our new banner and icon should be.
And as of today, we have finally settled on what we will be using, finally replacing the old banner and icon we’ve been using for a while now.
But before we congratulate our winners, I want to say a huge thank you for everyone who submitted. Discussing your submissions was enjoyable and it was much harder to choose a winner than I originally thought. The amount of times I said to myself, “This is our winner”, only to come back a few hours later and say, “No, this is our winner”, is truly incredible, so thank you.
And now, I will now gladly reveal our winners. So huge thank you to:
u/josi1999
- Your banner was minimalistic and simple, which managed to capture the essence of Insomniac’s Spider-Man. Ultimately, we decided that both of your submissions could be combined to make our banner. And on a side note, thank you again for helping our community (since you originally made our old logo).
u/Jitro124
- Your logo was amazing and was a great update from our old logo, managing to keep the style, but adding new elements that made it that much better.
u/0dqir0! Your banner had a unique and interesting approach with a contrasting black and white style.
u/MartianGeneral! Your banner had a simple but effective approach using the vibrant colours of Miles electricity and Peter’s suit on a symbiotic background.
That’s all from us, but we hope everyone enjoyed the competition as much as we did and like the new appearance of the subreddit.
Thank you all, once again. I can’t wait to continue moderating and interacting with you all as we approach the release of Marvel’s Spider-Man 2.
2023.06.03 13:15 Bulbulunufus Cycle 417: The titan unfurled its sphinctal maw...
....and gave forth a mighty yawn.
Cycle summary and priorities:
Sort of quiet. Patreus' expansion at Caph was opposed handily last week, thanks all. The Imperial assault on Winters' BGS continues - if you'd like to defend her logistical infrastructure, please... join the Discord!
This week an unwanted prep was pushed on Li Yong Rui. We trust other powers will join us in opposing this renegade usurpment at HIP 27417 at LYR's request, at least... any that are not comfortable with seeing 5C operations achieve success. We also have old flame Dongkum on the card for those who crave more of that.
The Thargoid war is going well, with well over 60 systems saved last week, outpacing the Thargoid advance. Federal invasion target Col 285 Sector AF-E b13-5 in Cocijo was saved, although uncle Li's HIP 20850 went to invasion (to be slapped this week, before we could ask you to join - apols:)). Besides this now-defended invasion target, please focus on the Thargoid alerts at HIP 20019 and HIP 20492 (also in uncle's back yard).
In the news:
Spicy comments from badass lone wolf Hadrian about his cousin's high-profile RP and on the apparent "embluening" of Arissa herself*, did nothing to dampen newsfeeds' insipid interest in the princess' latest attempts at (simulating?) "real work". Doubtless, meanwhile, imperial scientists' skill crossing the streams with the other superpowers was instrumental in the timely availability of the pulse wave scanner to Cmdrs - thank you collegiate gentlefolk.
*don't worry, other powers have fallen before she, but we will do our best never to allow Winters' hair to undergo suspicious tinting... (and it's more likely ALD gave in due to wanting blue out of her hair).
Voting:
Are you able to vote for Winters? Please vote CONS and vote EARLY.
Fortification:
Please do not Fortify any systems at this time. Priorities are ever changing and we cannot update publicly in a timely manner. Join the Discord if you want to help!
Expansion:
Dongkum (pick up Liberal Federal Aid at LFT 601)
Undermining:
Oppose LYR's damaging expansion in HIP 27417 . It's an expansion so do as many killinz as you like, no limits.
Interested in AX? Join FAX-COM.
Interested in non-violent methods to assuage the alien emergency? Winters has a place for you too.
Interested in PvP? PvP is a lifeblood of powerplay. We train interested pilots with a dedicated server, resources and mentors, and weekly in-house tournaments
Interested in exploration? We have a server for our explorers too
Want more nuance on objectives, to wing up, or to keep up to date on the ever-evolving strategy? Join our Discord! Stop by and say hello! Or join to stay quiet and beaver away at your specialism. In addition to Powerplay Ops, we have channels for general ED discussion, ship building mastery, and PvP training, with domain experts. We also have an unsurpassed cantina .
Diplomatic Overview:
Aisling Duval – Busy-lookin
Archon Delaine – Friendly
Arissa Lavigny-Duval – Happy waifu happy laifu
Denton Patreus – Rival
Edmund Mahon – Looming
Li Yong-Rui – Discount delight
Pranav Antal – Playing Mindcraft
Yuri Grom – Rival
Zachary Hudson – Ally
Zemina Torval – Undead
Hadrian Duval - "How heck not one portrait-photographer diary slot open whole of Nova??"
submitted by Bulbulunufus to EliteWinters [link] [comments]
Cycle summary and priorities:
Sort of quiet. Patreus' expansion at Caph was opposed handily last week, thanks all. The Imperial assault on Winters' BGS continues - if you'd like to defend her logistical infrastructure, please... join the Discord!
This week an unwanted prep was pushed on Li Yong Rui. We trust other powers will join us in opposing this renegade usurpment at HIP 27417 at LYR's request, at least... any that are not comfortable with seeing 5C operations achieve success. We also have old flame Dongkum on the card for those who crave more of that.
The Thargoid war is going well, with well over 60 systems saved last week, outpacing the Thargoid advance. Federal invasion target Col 285 Sector AF-E b13-5 in Cocijo was saved, although uncle Li's HIP 20850 went to invasion (to be slapped this week, before we could ask you to join - apols:)). Besides this now-defended invasion target, please focus on the Thargoid alerts at HIP 20019 and HIP 20492 (also in uncle's back yard).
In the news:
Spicy comments from badass lone wolf Hadrian about his cousin's high-profile RP and on the apparent "embluening" of Arissa herself*, did nothing to dampen newsfeeds' insipid interest in the princess' latest attempts at (simulating?) "real work". Doubtless, meanwhile, imperial scientists' skill crossing the streams with the other superpowers was instrumental in the timely availability of the pulse wave scanner to Cmdrs - thank you collegiate gentlefolk.
*don't worry, other powers have fallen before she, but we will do our best never to allow Winters' hair to undergo suspicious tinting... (and it's more likely ALD gave in due to wanting blue out of her hair).
Voting:
Are you able to vote for Winters? Please vote CONS and vote EARLY.
Fortification:
Please do not Fortify any systems at this time. Priorities are ever changing and we cannot update publicly in a timely manner. Join the Discord if you want to help!
Expansion:
Dongkum (pick up Liberal Federal Aid at LFT 601)
Undermining:
Oppose LYR's damaging expansion in HIP 27417 . It's an expansion so do as many killinz as you like, no limits.
Interested in AX? Join FAX-COM.
Interested in non-violent methods to assuage the alien emergency? Winters has a place for you too.
Interested in PvP? PvP is a lifeblood of powerplay. We train interested pilots with a dedicated server, resources and mentors, and weekly in-house tournaments
Interested in exploration? We have a server for our explorers too
Want more nuance on objectives, to wing up, or to keep up to date on the ever-evolving strategy? Join our Discord! Stop by and say hello! Or join to stay quiet and beaver away at your specialism
Diplomatic Overview:
Aisling Duval – Busy-lookin
Archon Delaine – Friendly
Arissa Lavigny-Duval – Happy waifu happy laifu
Denton Patreus – Rival
Edmund Mahon – Looming
Li Yong-Rui – Discount delight
Pranav Antal – Playing Mindcraft
Yuri Grom – Rival
Zachary Hudson – Ally
Zemina Torval – Undead
Hadrian Duval - "How heck not one portrait-photographer diary slot open whole of Nova??"
2023.06.03 13:13 Alexa_GraceXo my (19f) boyfriend (22m) lost his job and stopped paying rent 3 months ago, he is now claiming he’s “too broke” to get me a present for my birthday this month.
the title pretty much explains everything but to get into more detail when my bf & i met he had a job as a mechanic which paid pretty well but a few months ago he lost it due to new management at his location, well anyways i figured since i’ve been making good money lately that i would cover the rent until he gets a job so whatever he has in savings doesn’t completely deplete (we have lived together for about 8 months prior to this which he paid all the rent & bills / expenses all but the last month or two i was buying groceries) so i really didn’t see it as a very big deal but he has put minimal effort into looking for a new job & usually claims wherever he’s trying to apply at “just isn’t hiring” it’s starting to get old especially i wasn’t expecting to be paying the bills for this many months while he sits around watching tv or playing games on the computer meanwhile i’m 19 and running a business.. 😅. idk how to go about this and could really use some advice. my boyfriend didn’t seem like the type of guy to sit around all the time while his woman takes care of the bills. he had a great work ethic and would still help around the house. i’ve tried talking to him about his mental health & how it’s been affected recently and if that’s maybe why he’s been lazy. aside from that he wasn’t “broke” when he lost his job. he was spending lots of money on vapes and other green things which i’m not gonna name bc idk how touchy this sub is about that lol. he said to me the other day that he wants to wait until he gets a job to get me my birthday present this year as he doesn’t wanna “half ass me” and buy me something cheap when he could buy me something better… what upsets me is he knows i’m not a materialistic person honestly when it comes to gifting i care more about the thought behind it and the appreciation rather than quality or value. plus he knows when my birthday is, it’s super shitty knowing i’ve been busting my ass to make sure he feels valid and appreciated yet he can’t even take my feelings into consideration for my birthday. should i warn him to get his life together or else i’ll be leaving?
TDLR: boyfriend has been out of work for months and puts minimal effort into looking for work while i’ve been paying the bills & doesn’t want to get me anything for my birthday.
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TDLR: boyfriend has been out of work for months and puts minimal effort into looking for work while i’ve been paying the bills & doesn’t want to get me anything for my birthday.
2023.06.03 13:10 norwidmaple Chain waxing: what do I do wrong?
Hi bikewrenchers,
I bought my first road bike a couple months ago and thought it would be a good opportunity to give chain waxing a try. I bought a bottle of Squirt long lasting wax from a LBS, thoroughly degreased my new chain, rinsed it with water, let it dry in the sun and applied the waxing following Squirt instructions. After that, every 150km roughly, I went on and brushed away the dried excess wax, wipped the chain and reapply wax liberally making sure I was leaving at least 4 hours before riding the bike.
My issue? My chain constantly sounds like and old, rusty, squeaking, piece of metal. 700km later my chain has over 2% stretch, therefore really needs replacing.
What do I do wrong?
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I bought my first road bike a couple months ago and thought it would be a good opportunity to give chain waxing a try. I bought a bottle of Squirt long lasting wax from a LBS, thoroughly degreased my new chain, rinsed it with water, let it dry in the sun and applied the waxing following Squirt instructions. After that, every 150km roughly, I went on and brushed away the dried excess wax, wipped the chain and reapply wax liberally making sure I was leaving at least 4 hours before riding the bike.
My issue? My chain constantly sounds like and old, rusty, squeaking, piece of metal. 700km later my chain has over 2% stretch, therefore really needs replacing.
What do I do wrong?
2023.06.03 13:09 dropdeadgorgon On a Self-Improvement Mission! Suggestions Welcome
Hello all!
My wonderful boyfriend is currently deployed until November with no communication. I’m also pregnant and due in December. Rather than wallowing in how sad it is that he’s not here, I’ve decided to use this time to supercharge my life and prepare to be the best mother and future wife I can possibly be. I’m sharing here for possible inspiration, as well as to hold myself accountable.
Here’s a list of some of the things I’m doing!
Health and Beauty: -Getting serious about skincare -Monthly professional facials -Investing in regular Olaplex treatments -Joining a rock climbing gym for exercise and socialization -Upgrading my shoes for higher quality and comfort -Discarding old, worn out, and ill-fitting clothing -Prenatal yoga -Exercise focusing on legs (trying to prevent too much swelling flabbiness) -Drinking a full water bottle first thing in the morning
Spirit and Mindset: -Daily journaling -Preventative therapy to prepare for this life change -Joining a small group at church (finally!) -Using a digital planner to structure my day -Setting screen time limits on my phone -Re-reading Laura Doyle’s books (I also ordered Fascinating Womanhood!) -Watching videos on parenting and maintaining the relationship as a priority with a new child
Home: -Eliminating clutter and all unnecessary items in the house -Hiring a professional organizer to optimize the kitchen -Perfecting bread, rolls, pizza dough, etc recipes
Fun and Social: -Learning as much as I can about my boyfriend’s hobbies while he’s gone! -Being proactive about spending time with friends -Committing to answering texts quickly (I’ve been terrible at this in the past) -Reading books every day before reaching for the remote
Focusing on these things has me feeling excited about this opportunity for improvement. If anyone has suggestions for things to add, please share!
The one thing I’m missing that I’d like to add is finding more RP-conscious women to connect with. Have any of you had success with this? Most of the women’s support groups I’ve found are anti-men or explicitly feminist in nature.
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My wonderful boyfriend is currently deployed until November with no communication. I’m also pregnant and due in December. Rather than wallowing in how sad it is that he’s not here, I’ve decided to use this time to supercharge my life and prepare to be the best mother and future wife I can possibly be. I’m sharing here for possible inspiration, as well as to hold myself accountable.
Here’s a list of some of the things I’m doing!
Health and Beauty: -Getting serious about skincare -Monthly professional facials -Investing in regular Olaplex treatments -Joining a rock climbing gym for exercise and socialization -Upgrading my shoes for higher quality and comfort -Discarding old, worn out, and ill-fitting clothing -Prenatal yoga -Exercise focusing on legs (trying to prevent too much swelling flabbiness) -Drinking a full water bottle first thing in the morning
Spirit and Mindset: -Daily journaling -Preventative therapy to prepare for this life change -Joining a small group at church (finally!) -Using a digital planner to structure my day -Setting screen time limits on my phone -Re-reading Laura Doyle’s books (I also ordered Fascinating Womanhood!) -Watching videos on parenting and maintaining the relationship as a priority with a new child
Home: -Eliminating clutter and all unnecessary items in the house -Hiring a professional organizer to optimize the kitchen -Perfecting bread, rolls, pizza dough, etc recipes
Fun and Social: -Learning as much as I can about my boyfriend’s hobbies while he’s gone! -Being proactive about spending time with friends -Committing to answering texts quickly (I’ve been terrible at this in the past) -Reading books every day before reaching for the remote
Focusing on these things has me feeling excited about this opportunity for improvement. If anyone has suggestions for things to add, please share!
The one thing I’m missing that I’d like to add is finding more RP-conscious women to connect with. Have any of you had success with this? Most of the women’s support groups I’ve found are anti-men or explicitly feminist in nature.
2023.06.03 13:09 Cael_NaMaor Fucking Sandwich!
I've never been so fucking pissed about a goddamn sandwich in my life!
I'm like breakfast sounds good.... Waffle House is fine (yes it is, get over it)... the one 7min up the road has given me multiple delicious waffles. So beau & I head up... I decided I was in the mood for a BLT type sandwich with egg, to go. Sounds delicious... so that's what I ordered. We're bringing this shit home to eat... it's just 7mins.
NEVER AFUCKINGGAIN!!
I get this fucking thing home.... excited. I open it up, I chuckle at the size of the chunk of lettuce on it... the bacon's crispy like I like it... I slap it together & try to pick it up. 😡🤬🤬 It went down hill like a meteor crashing. The bread went to shit. It had soaked up all the sweat generated by heat & became too hot to hold & I'm trying to balance this fucking thing & the chicken is shifting & the lettuce is too big. I set it down, upside down to look at the bread... it's fucking worthless. I turn it back over & the top piece is gone to shit as well... I'm fucking furious... cussing this thing... I'm so fucking pissed. I get back up (which in & of itself is infuriating because I'm trying to chill here & eat my breakfast), go to the kitchen & look at this shit... then grab a plate so I can fucking eat this garbage without the bread... with pickles, tomatoes, & a chunk of lettuce. Impractical. AND I LOSE THE FUCKING CHEESE & ONIONS!!!! Because they're stuck to the top... FUCK!!!! YOU!!! UNIVERSE!!! For taking my goddamn sandwich. I've never been this pissed over a sandwich & I ordered one from Which-wich that was inedible.... Never again, I guaranfuckingtee that shit!
Tasted good though... minus my fucking bread🖕
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I'm like breakfast sounds good.... Waffle House is fine (yes it is, get over it)... the one 7min up the road has given me multiple delicious waffles. So beau & I head up... I decided I was in the mood for a BLT type sandwich with egg, to go. Sounds delicious... so that's what I ordered. We're bringing this shit home to eat... it's just 7mins.
NEVER AFUCKINGGAIN!!
I get this fucking thing home.... excited. I open it up, I chuckle at the size of the chunk of lettuce on it... the bacon's crispy like I like it... I slap it together & try to pick it up. 😡🤬🤬 It went down hill like a meteor crashing. The bread went to shit. It had soaked up all the sweat generated by heat & became too hot to hold & I'm trying to balance this fucking thing & the chicken is shifting & the lettuce is too big. I set it down, upside down to look at the bread... it's fucking worthless. I turn it back over & the top piece is gone to shit as well... I'm fucking furious... cussing this thing... I'm so fucking pissed. I get back up (which in & of itself is infuriating because I'm trying to chill here & eat my breakfast), go to the kitchen & look at this shit... then grab a plate so I can fucking eat this garbage without the bread... with pickles, tomatoes, & a chunk of lettuce. Impractical. AND I LOSE THE FUCKING CHEESE & ONIONS!!!! Because they're stuck to the top... FUCK!!!! YOU!!! UNIVERSE!!! For taking my goddamn sandwich. I've never been this pissed over a sandwich & I ordered one from Which-wich that was inedible.... Never again, I guaranfuckingtee that shit!
Tasted good though... minus my fucking bread🖕
2023.06.03 13:05 Unlucky_Process_6537 Should i cut her off?
So in my divorce settlement, I bought my ex a house out of state, and child support. One of the conditions is child support does not start until she leaves my current house.
She suddenly decided to stay until our 5 year old finishes school.
Meanwhile, it’s costing me 4k a month to let her stay in my home, pay the car lease expenses, pay all the bills and I’m sending her 1k a month in allowance for living expenses. All while she works and has an income.
Yet, she’s being snide and rude on text. Saying “you’re useless,” when i said I wouldn’t drop pick up our son 9pm and let her drop him off 6am unless she lets him sleep over.
She also continues to coach my 5 year old son into saying i hit him, i lost him, i took him to the basement, I touched his pee pee (which she said she “investigated,” and said seemed okay) etc.
She refuses to let our 5 year old see a child therapist and is actually terrified of the idea
I want to cut off her allowance. My family says that will only escalate the problems.
What should i do? And should I worry about the consequences of escalating the situation?
Thanks! 🙏
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She suddenly decided to stay until our 5 year old finishes school.
Meanwhile, it’s costing me 4k a month to let her stay in my home, pay the car lease expenses, pay all the bills and I’m sending her 1k a month in allowance for living expenses. All while she works and has an income.
Yet, she’s being snide and rude on text. Saying “you’re useless,” when i said I wouldn’t drop pick up our son 9pm and let her drop him off 6am unless she lets him sleep over.
She also continues to coach my 5 year old son into saying i hit him, i lost him, i took him to the basement, I touched his pee pee (which she said she “investigated,” and said seemed okay) etc.
She refuses to let our 5 year old see a child therapist and is actually terrified of the idea
I want to cut off her allowance. My family says that will only escalate the problems.
What should i do? And should I worry about the consequences of escalating the situation?
Thanks! 🙏
2023.06.03 13:05 Immediate-Pride-9102 my story
not sure if this is allowed
i’m 15 years old and my anxiety/emet started when i was 9? i think. i cant really remember. i went to a dance competition and had my first panic attack before going on stage. we didn’t think much of it, stage fright. then i would have panic attacks at night, we didn’t know these were panic attacks i was just vomiting most nights from these panic attacks which is when we realized something was wrong. i got diagnosed with anxiety and ocd. i couldn’t sleep with a pillow due to my ocd and my anxiety made me barely eat and vomit a lot. i was 9-10 years old around this time. we went to a psychologist and then got started on prozac which worked so so well for me for years until the end of last year when i decided i was cured, and went cold turkey on it. i relapsed and i’m 10000x worse than i was at 9-10. i developed agoraphobia, and i struggle to leave the house. restarted my prozac on a higher dose but it hasn’t made much of a difference so i am contemplating starting on zoloft. tonight was a party i really wanted to go to, obviously i couldnt. i will get better, and for anyone who is in a similar situation to me, you will too.
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i’m 15 years old and my anxiety/emet started when i was 9? i think. i cant really remember. i went to a dance competition and had my first panic attack before going on stage. we didn’t think much of it, stage fright. then i would have panic attacks at night, we didn’t know these were panic attacks i was just vomiting most nights from these panic attacks which is when we realized something was wrong. i got diagnosed with anxiety and ocd. i couldn’t sleep with a pillow due to my ocd and my anxiety made me barely eat and vomit a lot. i was 9-10 years old around this time. we went to a psychologist and then got started on prozac which worked so so well for me for years until the end of last year when i decided i was cured, and went cold turkey on it. i relapsed and i’m 10000x worse than i was at 9-10. i developed agoraphobia, and i struggle to leave the house. restarted my prozac on a higher dose but it hasn’t made much of a difference so i am contemplating starting on zoloft. tonight was a party i really wanted to go to, obviously i couldnt. i will get better, and for anyone who is in a similar situation to me, you will too.
2023.06.03 13:03 Orion484 PC Upgrade - Existing MB with Ryzen 5000, or new everything with Ryzen 7000
Hi
Hoping the fine people of this subreddit can advise.
I’m gearing up to an upgrade of my younger brother PC. It was last upgraded on Christmas 2019 and has the following specs:
I’ll also retire the 1TB spinning hard drive (which is now 8 years old) and give him a 1 TB SSD we don’t need.
If needs be, I’ll upgrade the PSU as well.
I can’t decide which route to go down for the rest of the upgrade however, and I have drawn up two options:
Option 1: Cheap Option
Option 2: Expensive Option
I have 3 main questions for discussion:
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Hoping the fine people of this subreddit can advise.
I’m gearing up to an upgrade of my younger brother PC. It was last upgraded on Christmas 2019 and has the following specs:
- Ryzen 5 2600X
- MSI Bazooka B450m motherboard
- 16GB RAM clocked at 3200MHz (CL16) – can’t remember the brand
- RX 5500 XT graphics card (MSI branded, 8GB RAM)
- 512GB NVMe main drive + 1 TB spinning hard drive
I’ll also retire the 1TB spinning hard drive (which is now 8 years old) and give him a 1 TB SSD we don’t need.
If needs be, I’ll upgrade the PSU as well.
I can’t decide which route to go down for the rest of the upgrade however, and I have drawn up two options:
Option 1: Cheap Option
- Keep the existing B450 motherboard and update the BIOS.
- Replace the RAM with 16GB of 3600MHz (CL18) which I can give him.
- Replace the processor with a 5700X or possibly even 5800X (there are some excellent deals on these where I am – nearly half of their original price).
- Install a decent cooler.
Option 2: Expensive Option
- New motherboard, new DDR5 RAM, new processor (Ryzen 7000 series).
I have 3 main questions for discussion:
- Is there really a need to go to all the expense of Option 2 to get a respectable performance gaming machine?
- In the case of option 1, I appreciate most modern graphics cards are now PCI gen 4 - are we going to badly limit the potential of these cards by using with a PCI gen 3 motherboard?
- Also in the case of option 1, what are your thoughts on running a 5800X, which has a TDP of 105W, on the motherboard he currently has – I appreciate running these more power hungry processors on budget orientated boards isn’t always a sensible decision in the long run.
2023.06.03 13:03 shweex FOLLOW-UP: "I moved into my house 2 years ago. In that time, there have been over 20 targeted shootings on my street": still no changes, house on my street still getting shot every other week, police not even coming out any more
Original post
Article of the incidents by KVUE
I was just woken up by about 30 gunshots being unloaded into the same house on my street that this has been happening to for 2 years, so this seems as good a time as any to post an update.
The social media attention and news reports made no difference. The shootings did not stop or even falter. We've had 2 shootings in the last month. Neighbors have submitted security camera footage to police that shows the license plates of the shooters.
Both this shooting and the last shooting, cops haven't even bothered to show up after 911 calls from multiple people in the neighborhood.
I'm not expecting solutions any more--just frustrated and felt the need to post this.
EDIT: Police did just show up an hour after the incident to take a report
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Article of the incidents by KVUE
I was just woken up by about 30 gunshots being unloaded into the same house on my street that this has been happening to for 2 years, so this seems as good a time as any to post an update.
The social media attention and news reports made no difference. The shootings did not stop or even falter. We've had 2 shootings in the last month. Neighbors have submitted security camera footage to police that shows the license plates of the shooters.
Both this shooting and the last shooting, cops haven't even bothered to show up after 911 calls from multiple people in the neighborhood.
I'm not expecting solutions any more--just frustrated and felt the need to post this.
EDIT: Police did just show up an hour after the incident to take a report
2023.06.03 12:58 Vadion Razer Iskur compatible seat plate and gas cylinder?
The welds in my Iskur seat plate broke catastrophically roughly a month ago and I've been waiting just about as long on the warehouse to give me even an ETA of when they'll have replacements on the way to me for my RMA. The support team has been responsive and as helpful as they can be, but with no word from the warehouse on the parts I'm starting to consider that if I want to be able to sit down while working/gaming, I might have to buy my own replacement parts, even if just as a temporary measure.
I know that these welds are a problem other people have had issues with, so anyone here had to buy these parts for themselves and have recommendations (and more specifically, parts/retailers available in or shipping to USA)? Searching the sub hasn't really gotten me any definitive info on the subject.
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I know that these welds are a problem other people have had issues with, so anyone here had to buy these parts for themselves and have recommendations (and more specifically, parts/retailers available in or shipping to USA)? Searching the sub hasn't really gotten me any definitive info on the subject.
2023.06.03 12:56 YukiteruAmano92 Remembrance, Chapter 2 of 28
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--- Hr3101m973S’s perspective---
---Tuesday, 31st of October, 2682 Terran Calendar---
---Southwestern Scotland---
I ride the speeder at an altitude of 307m over the rural landscape.
I have 158 other bodies making similar deliveries across Britain right now, as well as 29 in Ireland and 11 in Doggerland. Though, none of them have quite as spectacular a view as this one does so, for the moment, this is the body whose sensory feed I’m paying the most attention to.
I see a large herd of mammoths walking at the edge of the Galloway Forest.
Though it has a better view, the news I’m carrying with this body is just as grim as all the rest.
In hindsight, it’s probably a good thing that I was such a spendthrift with regard to my fleet of courier bodies… If I hadn’t been, if I’d selected abilities that let them do much more than deliver things, they may well have been requisitioned for military use… which, I suppose, they were anyway… but there’s a big difference between delivering notices on Earth and fighting on some distant planet!
Still, if sacrificing my replaceable bodies would save even a single irreplaceable life, I would definitely have done it.
The city comes into view.
Calling it a ‘city’ may be a little generous… it only has 2,507,963 inhabitants.
That may have been a respectable city in the 22nd Century but, for context, nearby Dumfries has 7,491,509 and Glasgow has 24,339,192!
Stranraer occupies a rare middleground between the historic hamlets that are allowed to exist in the countryside and the megalopoleis where around 98.32% of people on Earth live.
I land in the northern part of the town and step off my speeder.
I get some raised eyebrows as I walk from the landing pad to the residential home.
I don’t blame them!
Before the War, every single one of my courier bodies had a full suit of elastomer over their entire body, to make them seem more lifelike… Now, though, that’s considered a luxury and, so, this particular unit is walking around with its metal endoskeleton bare, bar its uniform.
The effect can be a little offputting… though, in truth, it may also have to do with the news they’ve inferred me to be delivering to some unlucky soul.
I cross the wall into the garden and begin walking up the steps, through the mosslawn shrouded by pinus sylvestris trees, to the house on top of the little hillock.
It takes me 12 seconds to reach the door from the gate… I can’t rush, I need to give this girl her due respect.
I rap on the door 3 times and hear the knocks echo through the cavernous hall behind.
A man opens the door.
I begin, speaking in the most popular local dialect of Lallans Scots that I know to be this man’s primary speech register “Greetings, Mr Baird. I don’t know if you remember me but…”
“I remember you! I’m organic, not daft! You’ve been here enough times already…” interrupts the residential care manager, his demeanour gruff and no-nonsense “…Come in, Hermes… You can wait in the kitchen while I go get her.”
I step into the building, passing below the lowest of 5 balcony walkways into an open space with a skylight ceiling, allowing in the natural light.
I let the man lead the way to a large kitchen.
He pulls out a chair for me.
“Thank you, Sir, but I believe I ought to remain standing to make this delivery.” I respond, politely.
“Suit yourself…” he shrugs before walking off, presumably to fetch the girl he knows I’m here for.
I wait several minutes before he reappears.
The girl he has in tow is the perfect match of the file photo (though a few years older). She is average height, 178cm, and has an average build. Her skin is pale, her eyes are emerald green and her hair is long, absurdly voluminous, curly and vividly red.
She looks to be in fine physical health and is making no pretence of illness or injury, though she is scowling at me.
The grey bearded man shuts the door, leaving me alone with the girl.
“Could you tell me your name, please?” I ask, already knowing.
“Esme Reid.” she answers, truculently.
“And your date of birth, Ms Reid?”
“31st of October, 2664. Come to give me a birthday present, have you(?)” she says, folding her arms, pursing her lips and looking away to the kitchen counter by the window.
“Thank you…” I say, reaching into my bag to withdraw a letter and a large holopad with a stylus attached.
I hold the letter out to her and say “This is your conscription notice, Ms Reid. Please sign receipt of it here.” indicating the holo.
Her eyes flick from the paper to the screen before she drily answers “I don’t suppose, if I don’t take that or don’t sign for it, that’d mean I couldn’t be drafted, would it(?!)”
I shake my head and respond “I’m afraid that no such loophole exists, Ms Reid… If you have a conscientious objection to fighting, you could request a nonmilitary national service. However, you would be asked to provide some proof of your conscientiousness and…”
“I’m no bleeding heart…” she says, snatching the letter from my hand, irritably “…I’ll sign for my bloody death warrant!” scrawling her name on the pad.
Without looking at the pad, I check the signature she provided against the one on file and find it a close enough match to proceed.
“Thank you, Ms Reid. Please report to your local recruitment office in Stranraer within 14 days for your physical and psychological fitness assessments. They’ll then interview you regarding your preferences for training and deployment and they’ll try to take those into account when assigning them.
“Great(!) Maybe if I can convince my evaluator that I’m cracked enough in the head, I won’t get sent off to die like my mam and dad did(!)” she quips, sarcastically.
“I don’t think you’ll have much luck with that strategy, Ms Reid… Sol’s government have had quite the interest in weeding out malingerers these past few years… I would put the odds of success below 1%.” 0.75619902%, actually, but that’s too many decimals for most biologicals’ patience(!)
She frowns up at me and demands “I’m being such a brat about this… Why are you still being so friendly!?”
I laugh “Ms Reid, though I strongly encourage you not to express the same demeanour to your drill instructors as you are with me, you are far from the worst person I’ve delivered this news to in even the last half hour!… Right now, I’ve got a draftee in Leeds who’s explaining a hairbrained scheme involving unethically cloning a replacement to fight in his stead, I’ve got one in Bristol who’s trying to beat up my body but only really succeeding in hurting herself, I’ve got one in Edinburgh that’s run away in an attempt not to be served… by comparison, a bit of scowling and sarcasm is rather tame!”
“Huh!… Guess I’m not quite the bad girl Ms. Larch always told me I was, am I(!)”
“It seems you shall simply have to work harder(!) I believe there is a leather jacket emporium in Stranraer that still does business…”
She smiles and laughs for the first time that I’ve seen.
That’s the real reason I don’t get touchy about the attitudes expressed to me by draftees: It makes my job so much easier when I soften the blow with good manners and good humour.
As unfair as it is that so many choose to shoot the messenger, it’s understandable when you consider the messages I carry.
“Ms Reid…” I start, seriously but softly “…if you truly do not wish to fight, you know there are alternatives? You can discuss them with your recruitment officer but…”
“I got no special skills, Hermes… Nothing I can do that an AI couldn’t do faster and better… The Merchant Navy’s basically as dangerous as the Navy Navy, just less armed… the Humanitarian corps has a waiting list so long that the War’d be over (one way or another) long before they got to the point of considering me… I know where I’m going… no use in fighting it…”
“Alright, Ms Reid… I wish you the best…” I say, turning to leave.
Mr Baird shows me out of the house.
Rather than walking back to the landingpad, to retrieve my bike, I walk the other way.
My bag is still heavy with conscription notices… it only makes sense to deliver all the ones in this town first…
---Oskar’s Perspective---
---Southern Doggerland---
The evening sun plays off of the calm waves of the North Sea.
It should be raining on a day like this…
This gorgeous weather is slapping me in the face and telling me to be happy, to be content…
I know the weather does not care for the happenings of people… I know that, if it rained everywhere and every day there was a funeral, the whole world would flood… I know this… and still… I hate this contrast between my grim, internal misery and the tranquil sun drenched beach where I stand, this autumn day… There’s barely even any snow on the grass…
When this War started, I was fourteen and had two loving parents…
My Father was too old to serve, at 51…
At 37, my mother was not…
Yet, it’s not my mother’s funeral I am attending right now. That was two months ago.
No… the strongly built 55 year old man, dressed in a long white robe and clutching a Norse langsverð, despite having been a fishfarmer and not a warrior, is my father… Lars ‘Walker’ Taylor.
His eyes are closed and he lies within a wooden boat, around 80cm wide and 3m long.
This boat was never meant to touch the water… I bought it from a supplier in Bankland that specialises in funerary boats for Doggerland’s Forn Siðr community.
I already recited a poem… there’s nothing else for me to do until the singer begins.
I’m not listening to the Goði prattle on about Valhalla and Ragnarök… I’m just looking at my father’s face… oscillating between hating him for doing this to me and hating myself for doing this to him.
The sermon concludes and a blonde woman, like everyone else present, dressed in snow white funeral clothes, steps forward.
One of the three men behind her brings his bow to the three strings of his tagelharpa, another raises a flute carved out of a cow’s leg bone to his lips, the last begins banging out a slow beat on his drum.
The band would definitely be larger if so many of the Hof’s musicians hadn’t been called up to serve.
The men begin playing a mournful tune and the woman begins a wailing, melismatic melody, not in English, the first language of most here, not in my father’s native Frisian, not even in New Norse, the liturgical language of his faith…
She sings in a strain of Norwegian that was spoken centuries ago, when there were barely any Forn Siðr practitioners living.
mf♫ Eg songane søkte
Eg songane sende
Då den djupaste brunni
Gav meg dråpar så ramme
Av Valfaders pant♫mf
I have a final part to play in this ritual.
The Goði picks up the torch and lights it against a flaming brazier before beckoning to me.
I step forward from the small crowd.
In contrast to most, whose clothes are pristine white robes and tunics and such, I wear the same simple white suit that I wore two months ago.
I may be a nonbeliever but no one at my father’s Hof challenged the idea that I was the most fitting person to perform this last rite for him.
I take the torch from the man and walk to my father’s side.
I hesitate before I touch it to one of the mounds of high energy, smokeless fuel that surround his body… but only for a moment…
The flame quickly takes and, before the current verse of the song is even finished, the entire boat is engulfed in fire.
I toss the torch in and step back from the conflagration.
Minutes pass as I watch the inferno consume the entire pyre.
I barely notice the music stop.
I barely notice the crowd thinning as people leave.
I just watch as the man’s existence is wiped from the Earth.
“Have you thought about what you’re going to do now, brother?” asks a voice from beside me.
Without looking at the Pagan cleric, I dully answer “I have.”
“And, what is that… if I may ask?”
“My birthday’s in January… I’ll be drafted… but I don’t have to wait… I’m going to go to the recruitment office and request an early start to my training… by the time it’s done, I’ll be 18 and they’ll be legally able to deploy me.”
“I… see… that’s certainly… an option… Have you thought about…?”
“I haven’t, Tormund. This is what I’m doing.” I state, still looking at the blaze.
“I see… I wish you well then, Oskar…” Tormund says, sincerely.
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--- Hr3101m973S’s perspective---
---Tuesday, 31st of October, 2682 Terran Calendar---
---Southwestern Scotland---
I ride the speeder at an altitude of 307m over the rural landscape.
I have 158 other bodies making similar deliveries across Britain right now, as well as 29 in Ireland and 11 in Doggerland. Though, none of them have quite as spectacular a view as this one does so, for the moment, this is the body whose sensory feed I’m paying the most attention to.
I see a large herd of mammoths walking at the edge of the Galloway Forest.
Though it has a better view, the news I’m carrying with this body is just as grim as all the rest.
In hindsight, it’s probably a good thing that I was such a spendthrift with regard to my fleet of courier bodies… If I hadn’t been, if I’d selected abilities that let them do much more than deliver things, they may well have been requisitioned for military use… which, I suppose, they were anyway… but there’s a big difference between delivering notices on Earth and fighting on some distant planet!
Still, if sacrificing my replaceable bodies would save even a single irreplaceable life, I would definitely have done it.
The city comes into view.
Calling it a ‘city’ may be a little generous… it only has 2,507,963 inhabitants.
That may have been a respectable city in the 22nd Century but, for context, nearby Dumfries has 7,491,509 and Glasgow has 24,339,192!
Stranraer occupies a rare middleground between the historic hamlets that are allowed to exist in the countryside and the megalopoleis where around 98.32% of people on Earth live.
I land in the northern part of the town and step off my speeder.
I get some raised eyebrows as I walk from the landing pad to the residential home.
I don’t blame them!
Before the War, every single one of my courier bodies had a full suit of elastomer over their entire body, to make them seem more lifelike… Now, though, that’s considered a luxury and, so, this particular unit is walking around with its metal endoskeleton bare, bar its uniform.
The effect can be a little offputting… though, in truth, it may also have to do with the news they’ve inferred me to be delivering to some unlucky soul.
I cross the wall into the garden and begin walking up the steps, through the mosslawn shrouded by pinus sylvestris trees, to the house on top of the little hillock.
It takes me 12 seconds to reach the door from the gate… I can’t rush, I need to give this girl her due respect.
I rap on the door 3 times and hear the knocks echo through the cavernous hall behind.
A man opens the door.
I begin, speaking in the most popular local dialect of Lallans Scots that I know to be this man’s primary speech register “Greetings, Mr Baird. I don’t know if you remember me but…”
“I remember you! I’m organic, not daft! You’ve been here enough times already…” interrupts the residential care manager, his demeanour gruff and no-nonsense “…Come in, Hermes… You can wait in the kitchen while I go get her.”
I step into the building, passing below the lowest of 5 balcony walkways into an open space with a skylight ceiling, allowing in the natural light.
I let the man lead the way to a large kitchen.
He pulls out a chair for me.
“Thank you, Sir, but I believe I ought to remain standing to make this delivery.” I respond, politely.
“Suit yourself…” he shrugs before walking off, presumably to fetch the girl he knows I’m here for.
I wait several minutes before he reappears.
The girl he has in tow is the perfect match of the file photo (though a few years older). She is average height, 178cm, and has an average build. Her skin is pale, her eyes are emerald green and her hair is long, absurdly voluminous, curly and vividly red.
She looks to be in fine physical health and is making no pretence of illness or injury, though she is scowling at me.
The grey bearded man shuts the door, leaving me alone with the girl.
“Could you tell me your name, please?” I ask, already knowing.
“Esme Reid.” she answers, truculently.
“And your date of birth, Ms Reid?”
“31st of October, 2664. Come to give me a birthday present, have you(?)” she says, folding her arms, pursing her lips and looking away to the kitchen counter by the window.
“Thank you…” I say, reaching into my bag to withdraw a letter and a large holopad with a stylus attached.
I hold the letter out to her and say “This is your conscription notice, Ms Reid. Please sign receipt of it here.” indicating the holo.
Her eyes flick from the paper to the screen before she drily answers “I don’t suppose, if I don’t take that or don’t sign for it, that’d mean I couldn’t be drafted, would it(?!)”
I shake my head and respond “I’m afraid that no such loophole exists, Ms Reid… If you have a conscientious objection to fighting, you could request a nonmilitary national service. However, you would be asked to provide some proof of your conscientiousness and…”
“I’m no bleeding heart…” she says, snatching the letter from my hand, irritably “…I’ll sign for my bloody death warrant!” scrawling her name on the pad.
Without looking at the pad, I check the signature she provided against the one on file and find it a close enough match to proceed.
“Thank you, Ms Reid. Please report to your local recruitment office in Stranraer within 14 days for your physical and psychological fitness assessments. They’ll then interview you regarding your preferences for training and deployment and they’ll try to take those into account when assigning them.
“Great(!) Maybe if I can convince my evaluator that I’m cracked enough in the head, I won’t get sent off to die like my mam and dad did(!)” she quips, sarcastically.
“I don’t think you’ll have much luck with that strategy, Ms Reid… Sol’s government have had quite the interest in weeding out malingerers these past few years… I would put the odds of success below 1%.” 0.75619902%, actually, but that’s too many decimals for most biologicals’ patience(!)
She frowns up at me and demands “I’m being such a brat about this… Why are you still being so friendly!?”
I laugh “Ms Reid, though I strongly encourage you not to express the same demeanour to your drill instructors as you are with me, you are far from the worst person I’ve delivered this news to in even the last half hour!… Right now, I’ve got a draftee in Leeds who’s explaining a hairbrained scheme involving unethically cloning a replacement to fight in his stead, I’ve got one in Bristol who’s trying to beat up my body but only really succeeding in hurting herself, I’ve got one in Edinburgh that’s run away in an attempt not to be served… by comparison, a bit of scowling and sarcasm is rather tame!”
“Huh!… Guess I’m not quite the bad girl Ms. Larch always told me I was, am I(!)”
“It seems you shall simply have to work harder(!) I believe there is a leather jacket emporium in Stranraer that still does business…”
She smiles and laughs for the first time that I’ve seen.
That’s the real reason I don’t get touchy about the attitudes expressed to me by draftees: It makes my job so much easier when I soften the blow with good manners and good humour.
As unfair as it is that so many choose to shoot the messenger, it’s understandable when you consider the messages I carry.
“Ms Reid…” I start, seriously but softly “…if you truly do not wish to fight, you know there are alternatives? You can discuss them with your recruitment officer but…”
“I got no special skills, Hermes… Nothing I can do that an AI couldn’t do faster and better… The Merchant Navy’s basically as dangerous as the Navy Navy, just less armed… the Humanitarian corps has a waiting list so long that the War’d be over (one way or another) long before they got to the point of considering me… I know where I’m going… no use in fighting it…”
“Alright, Ms Reid… I wish you the best…” I say, turning to leave.
Mr Baird shows me out of the house.
Rather than walking back to the landingpad, to retrieve my bike, I walk the other way.
My bag is still heavy with conscription notices… it only makes sense to deliver all the ones in this town first…
---Oskar’s Perspective---
---Southern Doggerland---
The evening sun plays off of the calm waves of the North Sea.
It should be raining on a day like this…
This gorgeous weather is slapping me in the face and telling me to be happy, to be content…
I know the weather does not care for the happenings of people… I know that, if it rained everywhere and every day there was a funeral, the whole world would flood… I know this… and still… I hate this contrast between my grim, internal misery and the tranquil sun drenched beach where I stand, this autumn day… There’s barely even any snow on the grass…
When this War started, I was fourteen and had two loving parents…
My Father was too old to serve, at 51…
At 37, my mother was not…
Yet, it’s not my mother’s funeral I am attending right now. That was two months ago.
No… the strongly built 55 year old man, dressed in a long white robe and clutching a Norse langsverð, despite having been a fishfarmer and not a warrior, is my father… Lars ‘Walker’ Taylor.
His eyes are closed and he lies within a wooden boat, around 80cm wide and 3m long.
This boat was never meant to touch the water… I bought it from a supplier in Bankland that specialises in funerary boats for Doggerland’s Forn Siðr community.
I already recited a poem… there’s nothing else for me to do until the singer begins.
I’m not listening to the Goði prattle on about Valhalla and Ragnarök… I’m just looking at my father’s face… oscillating between hating him for doing this to me and hating myself for doing this to him.
The sermon concludes and a blonde woman, like everyone else present, dressed in snow white funeral clothes, steps forward.
One of the three men behind her brings his bow to the three strings of his tagelharpa, another raises a flute carved out of a cow’s leg bone to his lips, the last begins banging out a slow beat on his drum.
The band would definitely be larger if so many of the Hof’s musicians hadn’t been called up to serve.
The men begin playing a mournful tune and the woman begins a wailing, melismatic melody, not in English, the first language of most here, not in my father’s native Frisian, not even in New Norse, the liturgical language of his faith…
She sings in a strain of Norwegian that was spoken centuries ago, when there were barely any Forn Siðr practitioners living.
mf♫ Eg songane søkte
Eg songane sende
Då den djupaste brunni
Gav meg dråpar så ramme
Av Valfaders pant♫mf
I have a final part to play in this ritual.
The Goði picks up the torch and lights it against a flaming brazier before beckoning to me.
I step forward from the small crowd.
In contrast to most, whose clothes are pristine white robes and tunics and such, I wear the same simple white suit that I wore two months ago.
I may be a nonbeliever but no one at my father’s Hof challenged the idea that I was the most fitting person to perform this last rite for him.
I take the torch from the man and walk to my father’s side.
I hesitate before I touch it to one of the mounds of high energy, smokeless fuel that surround his body… but only for a moment…
The flame quickly takes and, before the current verse of the song is even finished, the entire boat is engulfed in fire.
I toss the torch in and step back from the conflagration.
Minutes pass as I watch the inferno consume the entire pyre.
I barely notice the music stop.
I barely notice the crowd thinning as people leave.
I just watch as the man’s existence is wiped from the Earth.
“Have you thought about what you’re going to do now, brother?” asks a voice from beside me.
Without looking at the Pagan cleric, I dully answer “I have.”
“And, what is that… if I may ask?”
“My birthday’s in January… I’ll be drafted… but I don’t have to wait… I’m going to go to the recruitment office and request an early start to my training… by the time it’s done, I’ll be 18 and they’ll be legally able to deploy me.”
“I… see… that’s certainly… an option… Have you thought about…?”
“I haven’t, Tormund. This is what I’m doing.” I state, still looking at the blaze.
“I see… I wish you well then, Oskar…” Tormund says, sincerely.
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2023.06.03 12:55 Gonex96 WIBTA for demanding my gf pays me
So to start this of my gf (f22) and me (m26) decided to make our own business. My gf found someone who wanted to retire and give her business to someone. Since the old lady sold her house and workspace we needed someplace where we can work. My gf wanted this business cause it would be easier so it was her idea not mine.
Now the thing is my parents payed for the caution and the real estate agent with like 5k. Now there was still a lot to do like put wood on the beams then put wool in there etc. I worked like 23 hours with a friend of mine on that. My gfs family just gave 1.5k for the renovation (which we already used and still not done). Her family didn't even help with the work like mine. My father who is retired helps my brother's help and her family do nothing except leave us hanging. Now I am thinking of demanding payment from her family cause I am sick of it.
Would I be the a**hole if I would demand payment?
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Now the thing is my parents payed for the caution and the real estate agent with like 5k. Now there was still a lot to do like put wood on the beams then put wool in there etc. I worked like 23 hours with a friend of mine on that. My gfs family just gave 1.5k for the renovation (which we already used and still not done). Her family didn't even help with the work like mine. My father who is retired helps my brother's help and her family do nothing except leave us hanging. Now I am thinking of demanding payment from her family cause I am sick of it.
Would I be the a**hole if I would demand payment?
2023.06.03 12:55 ValuablePoetry7146 Searching for a manhwa
So there is this manhwa or maybe manhua (not sure could either be Korean or Chinese) I've read it a while ago and don't remember the title it was about this guy who can travel between two worlds the original world is a modern world and he is a normal university (maybe high-school) and there is this girl who he likes (she also likes him) who is form a high statues family and the first time he travels to the other world is when there is this character who hates the Mc (cause he has a crush on the girl and she likes Mc not him) so he gets a gang and kicks him out of the roof to kill him but the Mc ends up traveling to the other world which an ancient world with martial arts he ends up meeting a girl in that world who was injured ( she was shot by an arrow in an ambush I think) and about to die so he saves her and after some stuff happens she makes him choose between marrying her or dying (there some reason for this but I don't remember clearly I think it was something having to do with him forming some form of bond with her while treating her injury) then he accompanies her and apparently she is one of the strongest people of that world (like top 10) and she is the head of her house which is a warrior type household I think which protects their empire)/kingdom anyways after a series of events he enters her household and figures out how to travel between the two worlds he takes ancient medicine from the old world and sells it in the modern world with his university friends and takes modern stuff (torch light, camera and I think a radio or something similar) to the old world to help his wife
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- not sure if it's cultivation but the Ancient world had some means of increasing ones strength that's similar to that
2023.06.03 12:54 Gold-Reporter-4042 Can someone give a rough mark of my writing / some feedback? Thank you so much
 | Write a story about a magical world as suggested by this picture: submitted by Gold-Reporter-4042 to GCSE [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/pwhl4y8a9s3b1.png?width=297&format=png&auto=webp&s=9475672f3f910806448abbcf062ba6d3394a6259 Herbert had once again tried to lift his lead-heavy eyelids (to no avail), having just regained his consciousness from what seemed to be an eternity of a dream; after all, there was absolutely no reason for the overworked surgeon to be up early for Christmas Day. A strange sensation followed, nothing that he had experienced before: he felt almost floating. Perhaps more curiously, the familiar snores of his wife are nowhere to be heard; where is she? The space around him jerked abruptly, and a bright beam of light shone directly on him. With some effort, he could now see his surroundings, albeit with a slight tint of whiteness everywhere obscuring his sight - was it the midday sun, which had then saturated the room with a sickening warmth, or was it simply his brain playing tricks on his mind? Herbert, however, is not at all entertained; his blood freezing in the veins, his limbs rigid as a millennia-old stone, and his heartbeat raced in a lethal mixture of desperation and survival instinct. Having been trained in the medical profession, he skilfully assessed the extent of his injuries with the same calmness as he would with a patient (or so he hoped): he could not move his feet, nor legs nor arms - not even his head for the slightest. Herbert was horrified. When the amorphous mist around him had began to settle, he let out an relieved sigh initially but quickly held his breath as a large ominous shadow loomed above him, blocking most of the sunlight. On a closer look, he could roughly make up an unfamiliar human face, only distorted to such a degree that would have been comical if not for his other discovery as he looked down: He had somehow transformed into a pale-skinned, ball-shaped being, whose nose had been substituted for a cartoon-esque carrot hanging from where it was. Almost (exactly) like a snowman, he thought; but that would be ridiculous, and does not lend itself to any logical explanations whatsoever. Herbert quickly shook off that laughable thought; he might just had too much to drink the night before. But that frightening possibility lingered at the back of his mind nonetheless - how else might he make sense of his shrunken branch-like limbs hopelessly hanging before his eyes, the hilariously oversized crimson scarf on his neck suffocating him, or even the very dome he is trapped in? As much as he would hate to admit it, Herbert had accepted his fate in the snow globe. A loud creek ensued, dragging Herbert out from the depths of his consciousness as he felt a sudden falling motion. In a strange way, one that Herbert never imagined, he felt peace for once - wishing for all of it to end, a release from this potentially-eternal torment he had been subjected to. Herbert's final hope was mercilessly engulfed by the cushioned collision on what seemed to be the carpet, replaced by a thick, grey dread filling his mind as he heard a familiar voice - that of his wife: ``Cara! Careful with that globe,'' as she shoved Herbert into her bag, ''Come quick, we need to get to Grandpa's house - daddy's waiting in the car, and he says he has a surprise for us!'' |
2023.06.03 12:47 ADub81936 [REQUEST] [STEAM] Watch Dogs Legion (85% Off%
Hi GiftofGames,
I am A Dub. I am 17 Years old and currently studying. I never won any games in Giveaway (Idk its my luck or what :/ ). Earlier I requested for a game two times here, and guess what, one person accepted that and then the thing comes, his product key didn't work, my Luck I guess.
This time I'm requesting for Watch Dogs Legion. I hope this time I get the game. You may ask why, so here are the answers
Why Watch Dogs Legion?
I am a huge fan of Watch Dogs series, I have played Watch Dogs 1 and I loved, I used to play that game a lot! Nowadays I am playing Watch Dogs 2, before this post I was playing that game only, love the open world, hacking ppl and playing co-op, but there aren't a lot of players left in this game now, but still love doing those mission again and again and getting police to chase me lol. I have played Watch Dogs legion too at my Uncle's house and I loved it, idk why people don't like this game.
Why I can't buy it myself?
As you know, typical parent's mind, "Its a waste of money". I heard this for years and years, now I only get 1 game per year on my birthday, which passed in February. And I can't afford it myself. My parents don't give me pocket money (They think I would get spoiled). So yeah, I have no means of buying games. My parents only buy games upto 1000 rupees (about 14 US dollars). One more thing, I don't have any payment method, so yeah, all doors are closed for me for buying this game. Please someone fulfill my dream :(
So yeah, from my full heart, I request if someone can gift me this game. Thanks a lot everyone :D
Steam Profile: https://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198989224904/
Game: https://store.steampowered.com/app/2239550/Watch_Dogs_Legion/
Also, I have 2 dollars in my steam account, you can also gift me 5 dollars so that I can buy from my steam wallet.
Again thanks a lot for reading my post!
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I am A Dub. I am 17 Years old and currently studying. I never won any games in Giveaway (Idk its my luck or what :/ ). Earlier I requested for a game two times here, and guess what, one person accepted that and then the thing comes, his product key didn't work, my Luck I guess.
This time I'm requesting for Watch Dogs Legion. I hope this time I get the game. You may ask why, so here are the answers
Why Watch Dogs Legion?
I am a huge fan of Watch Dogs series, I have played Watch Dogs 1 and I loved, I used to play that game a lot! Nowadays I am playing Watch Dogs 2, before this post I was playing that game only, love the open world, hacking ppl and playing co-op, but there aren't a lot of players left in this game now, but still love doing those mission again and again and getting police to chase me lol. I have played Watch Dogs legion too at my Uncle's house and I loved it, idk why people don't like this game.
Why I can't buy it myself?
As you know, typical parent's mind, "Its a waste of money". I heard this for years and years, now I only get 1 game per year on my birthday, which passed in February. And I can't afford it myself. My parents don't give me pocket money (They think I would get spoiled). So yeah, I have no means of buying games. My parents only buy games upto 1000 rupees (about 14 US dollars). One more thing, I don't have any payment method, so yeah, all doors are closed for me for buying this game. Please someone fulfill my dream :(
So yeah, from my full heart, I request if someone can gift me this game. Thanks a lot everyone :D
Steam Profile: https://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198989224904/
Game: https://store.steampowered.com/app/2239550/Watch_Dogs_Legion/
Also, I have 2 dollars in my steam account, you can also gift me 5 dollars so that I can buy from my steam wallet.
Again thanks a lot for reading my post!
2023.06.03 12:46 throwra_cowboyman My(45M) GFs(42F) daughter (22F) doesn't help around the house
Been living with my gf for nigh on 3 years. She has a 22yr and a 8yr old. 22yr old brings the little one to school ~3 times a week (on the way to her own school) because their mom works early morning shifts. I offered to in the past, but they prefer this arrangement.
She doesn't pay for anything house-related, no rent, utilities, food (although she occasionally buys and cooks herself food if she wants her own thing), etc. She doesn't do grocery shopping, we do that every week (big loads.) She'll happily use the washing machine, dryer and dishwasher, eat what we cook (but not wash any of those dishes, only when she makes herself something.) She has a part-time job and uses that money for the occasional trip with a friend, most of her own clothes buying and such stuff.
My opinion, which I voice every so often, is that she's welcome to stay here, but she could help out around the house. She's not a kid anymore, she's an adult now and she's capable of doing an occasional vacuum, do the extra dish here or there.
Personally, I think kids can start helping out a little sooner than that(12?14?), so they learn how to contribute, but that's neither here nor there.
Am I crazy?
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She doesn't pay for anything house-related, no rent, utilities, food (although she occasionally buys and cooks herself food if she wants her own thing), etc. She doesn't do grocery shopping, we do that every week (big loads.) She'll happily use the washing machine, dryer and dishwasher, eat what we cook (but not wash any of those dishes, only when she makes herself something.) She has a part-time job and uses that money for the occasional trip with a friend, most of her own clothes buying and such stuff.
My opinion, which I voice every so often, is that she's welcome to stay here, but she could help out around the house. She's not a kid anymore, she's an adult now and she's capable of doing an occasional vacuum, do the extra dish here or there.
Personally, I think kids can start helping out a little sooner than that(12?14?), so they learn how to contribute, but that's neither here nor there.
Am I crazy?
2023.06.03 12:45 Thetomas I can't believe my luck! Furitek Cayman 6x6 diecast body
So I just posted yesterday about getting my Furitek Cayman 6x6, and wanting to find a unique replacement body and today I couldn't believe my luck.
The FIRST second hand store I checked for toys to cannibalize for a cab had a 30 year old "Tuff Ones" rollback car hauler (I forgot to take pics of it before I hacked it up, but here's an ebay listing for one with pictures.) that I just eyeballed as roughly the right size, and when I got it home, it fit so perfectly I was amazed.
The carbon fiber rails of the Cayman fit perfectly between the structural rails of the cab of the toy. The utility boxes fit directly over the ESC and receiver on the skids. The Komodo sits perfectly under the cab/chassis connection so the outrunner spins freely. I did a LOT of cutting, with flush cut snips, to clear the components, and create appropriate clearance for the wheels at full flex and turn. The cab is diecast so it's heavier than I'd like (I'm always going to be looking for more cabs for this), so I swapped some harder springs onto the front two shocks, and I'm considering replacing them completely, but they're fine for now with the collar tweaked down a bit to preload them.
Here it is!. I know the blue plastic looks a little "toyish", but it doesn't look bad in real life, and if I decide this is my primary cab, the bumper is going to allow me to mount some cool lighting options, and the short cab adds even more room on the bed. I may mount my eventual winch on the blue plastic section on the back.
I'm really excited about how it turned out and wanted to share it. If you have any questions, let me know.
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The FIRST second hand store I checked for toys to cannibalize for a cab had a 30 year old "Tuff Ones" rollback car hauler (I forgot to take pics of it before I hacked it up, but here's an ebay listing for one with pictures.) that I just eyeballed as roughly the right size, and when I got it home, it fit so perfectly I was amazed.
The carbon fiber rails of the Cayman fit perfectly between the structural rails of the cab of the toy. The utility boxes fit directly over the ESC and receiver on the skids. The Komodo sits perfectly under the cab/chassis connection so the outrunner spins freely. I did a LOT of cutting, with flush cut snips, to clear the components, and create appropriate clearance for the wheels at full flex and turn. The cab is diecast so it's heavier than I'd like (I'm always going to be looking for more cabs for this), so I swapped some harder springs onto the front two shocks, and I'm considering replacing them completely, but they're fine for now with the collar tweaked down a bit to preload them.
Here it is!. I know the blue plastic looks a little "toyish", but it doesn't look bad in real life, and if I decide this is my primary cab, the bumper is going to allow me to mount some cool lighting options, and the short cab adds even more room on the bed. I may mount my eventual winch on the blue plastic section on the back.
I'm really excited about how it turned out and wanted to share it. If you have any questions, let me know.
2023.06.03 12:44 WaqasAhmed0219 The Ultimate Guide to Choosing the Right Skin Care Products
Introduction:
Greetings, lovely peruser! Is it true that you are worn out on feeling like a wreck each time you thoroughly search in the mirror? Would you like to accomplish that faultless, brilliant skin that is by all accounts the stuff of dreams? Indeed, stress no more! In this extreme aide, we're going to give everything away on the most proficient method to pick the right skin care products that will make them look spectacular and turning heads wherever you go. So sit back, unwind, and we should plunge into the universe of skin care!
Realize Your Skin Type: The Way to Progress
Before you leave on your skin care venture, it's vital to recognize your skin type. Is it dry like the Sahara desert, sleek like a cut of oily pizza, or a combination of both? Knowing your skin type will assist you with narrowing down the huge swath of products out there and guarantee you pick ones that are explicitly planned for your exceptional requirements.
Ingredients: Separating the Great from the Awful
Now that you realize your skin type, we should discuss ingredients. Very much like a decent recipe, the right combination of ingredients can make all the difference for your skin. The following are a couple of ingredients to pay special attention to:
Hyaluronic Corrosive: This supernatural elixir assists your skin with retaining dampness, giving you that genuinely necessary stoutness and shine best skin care products in India.
Retinol: The hero of against aging ingredients. It lessens fine lines and wrinkles, leaving you looking new confronted and spectacular.
Tea Tree Oil: Assuming you're inclined to breakouts, this regular oil is your best companion. It has antibacterial properties that can assist with keeping those bothersome pimples under control.
Keep in mind, however, that various ingredients turn out distinctively for everybody. What may be a lifeline for one individual could be a bad dream for another. Thus, it's generally smart to do a fix test prior to slathering an item all around your face.
Financial plan: Go a little overboard versus Save
Presently, we should discuss the universally adored subject: cash. With regards to skin care products, you'll find a scope of choices accessible, from pharmacy takes to very good quality lavish expenditures. While it's tempting to go hard and fast and maximize your charge card on extravagant creams and serums, it's excessive all the time. A few reasonable products make all the difference as well! The key is to find a harmony among quality and value that suits your spending plan.
SPF: The Mystery ingredient for Young Skin
On the off chance that there's one thing you ought to never avoid in your skin care routine, it's sunscreen. Indeed, even on shady days! Sunscreen resembles a safeguard that shields your skin from destructive UV beams, preventing untimely aging and reducing the gamble of skin malignant growth. Thus, slather on that SPF and express farewell to sun harm!
Experimentation: Finding Your Sacred goal
Choosing the right skin care products can be a bit of an experimentation cycle. What works for your best companion probably won't work for you, and that is fine! Everybody's skin is novel, very much like a snowflake. In this way, don't get deterred on the off chance that you don't see prompt outcomes. Allow every item a fair opportunity, and recollect, tolerance is a goodness in the realm of skin care.
Counsel the Specialists: Skincare Masters and Dermatologists
If all else fails, look for exhortation from the stars! Skincare masters and dermatologists can be your guiding light in the tremendous expanse of skincare products. They can suggest products in light of your skin type and explicit worries, helping you go with informed decisions. Thus, don't be bashful to request help when required!
Consistency: Adhere to the Routine
Now that you've tracked down the ideal products for your skin, now is the right time to discuss the main part of any skin care routine: consistency. Consistency is the way to achieving and maintaining solid, glowing skin. You can't anticipate for the time being supernatural occurrences, old buddy. Rome wasn't underlying a day, nor is an immaculate tone.
In this way, earnestly promise to adhere to your routine. Purge, tone, saturate, and safeguard your skin with sunscreen each and every day. Consistency will permit the products to do something amazing and convey the ideal outcomes after some time. Keep in mind, persistence and diligence are the situation here.
Pay attention to Your Skin: Signs and Signals
Your skin resembles your best companion — it speaks with you. Focus on the signs and signals it gives you. On the off chance that an item is causing bothering, redness, or breakouts, now is the ideal time to say goodbye and find another option. Your skin merits simply the best, so don't make due with anything less.
Extra Tips for Skin Care Achievement:
Remain hydrated: Water is your skin's best companion. Drink a lot of it to keep your skin stout and hydrated from the inside out.
Get your magnificence rest: They don't call it excellence rest in vain! Hold back nothing 8 hours of value rest every night to permit your skin to fix and revive.
Eat a reasonable eating routine: What you put on your plate matters however much what you put all over. Feed your skin from within by consuming a solid, adjusted diet wealthy in natural products, vegetables, and cell reinforcements.
Stress less: Stress can unleash destruction on your skin, causing breakouts and bluntness. Find solid ways of managing pressure, like activity, reflection, or indulging in a side interest you love.
End:
Congrats, old buddy! You've endured a definitive manual for choosing the right skin care products. Furnished with this recently discovered information, you're prepared to leave on your excursion towards impeccable, brilliant skin. Keep in mind, everything no doubt revolves around knowing your skin type, understanding ingredients, sticking to a routine, and listening to what your skin needs.
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Greetings, lovely peruser! Is it true that you are worn out on feeling like a wreck each time you thoroughly search in the mirror? Would you like to accomplish that faultless, brilliant skin that is by all accounts the stuff of dreams? Indeed, stress no more! In this extreme aide, we're going to give everything away on the most proficient method to pick the right skin care products that will make them look spectacular and turning heads wherever you go. So sit back, unwind, and we should plunge into the universe of skin care!
Realize Your Skin Type: The Way to Progress
Before you leave on your skin care venture, it's vital to recognize your skin type. Is it dry like the Sahara desert, sleek like a cut of oily pizza, or a combination of both? Knowing your skin type will assist you with narrowing down the huge swath of products out there and guarantee you pick ones that are explicitly planned for your exceptional requirements.
Ingredients: Separating the Great from the Awful
Now that you realize your skin type, we should discuss ingredients. Very much like a decent recipe, the right combination of ingredients can make all the difference for your skin. The following are a couple of ingredients to pay special attention to:
Hyaluronic Corrosive: This supernatural elixir assists your skin with retaining dampness, giving you that genuinely necessary stoutness and shine best skin care products in India.
Retinol: The hero of against aging ingredients. It lessens fine lines and wrinkles, leaving you looking new confronted and spectacular.
Tea Tree Oil: Assuming you're inclined to breakouts, this regular oil is your best companion. It has antibacterial properties that can assist with keeping those bothersome pimples under control.
Keep in mind, however, that various ingredients turn out distinctively for everybody. What may be a lifeline for one individual could be a bad dream for another. Thus, it's generally smart to do a fix test prior to slathering an item all around your face.
Financial plan: Go a little overboard versus Save
Presently, we should discuss the universally adored subject: cash. With regards to skin care products, you'll find a scope of choices accessible, from pharmacy takes to very good quality lavish expenditures. While it's tempting to go hard and fast and maximize your charge card on extravagant creams and serums, it's excessive all the time. A few reasonable products make all the difference as well! The key is to find a harmony among quality and value that suits your spending plan.
SPF: The Mystery ingredient for Young Skin
On the off chance that there's one thing you ought to never avoid in your skin care routine, it's sunscreen. Indeed, even on shady days! Sunscreen resembles a safeguard that shields your skin from destructive UV beams, preventing untimely aging and reducing the gamble of skin malignant growth. Thus, slather on that SPF and express farewell to sun harm!
Experimentation: Finding Your Sacred goal
Choosing the right skin care products can be a bit of an experimentation cycle. What works for your best companion probably won't work for you, and that is fine! Everybody's skin is novel, very much like a snowflake. In this way, don't get deterred on the off chance that you don't see prompt outcomes. Allow every item a fair opportunity, and recollect, tolerance is a goodness in the realm of skin care.
Counsel the Specialists: Skincare Masters and Dermatologists
If all else fails, look for exhortation from the stars! Skincare masters and dermatologists can be your guiding light in the tremendous expanse of skincare products. They can suggest products in light of your skin type and explicit worries, helping you go with informed decisions. Thus, don't be bashful to request help when required!
Consistency: Adhere to the Routine
Now that you've tracked down the ideal products for your skin, now is the right time to discuss the main part of any skin care routine: consistency. Consistency is the way to achieving and maintaining solid, glowing skin. You can't anticipate for the time being supernatural occurrences, old buddy. Rome wasn't underlying a day, nor is an immaculate tone.
In this way, earnestly promise to adhere to your routine. Purge, tone, saturate, and safeguard your skin with sunscreen each and every day. Consistency will permit the products to do something amazing and convey the ideal outcomes after some time. Keep in mind, persistence and diligence are the situation here.
Pay attention to Your Skin: Signs and Signals
Your skin resembles your best companion — it speaks with you. Focus on the signs and signals it gives you. On the off chance that an item is causing bothering, redness, or breakouts, now is the ideal time to say goodbye and find another option. Your skin merits simply the best, so don't make due with anything less.
Extra Tips for Skin Care Achievement:
Remain hydrated: Water is your skin's best companion. Drink a lot of it to keep your skin stout and hydrated from the inside out.
Get your magnificence rest: They don't call it excellence rest in vain! Hold back nothing 8 hours of value rest every night to permit your skin to fix and revive.
Eat a reasonable eating routine: What you put on your plate matters however much what you put all over. Feed your skin from within by consuming a solid, adjusted diet wealthy in natural products, vegetables, and cell reinforcements.
Stress less: Stress can unleash destruction on your skin, causing breakouts and bluntness. Find solid ways of managing pressure, like activity, reflection, or indulging in a side interest you love.
End:
Congrats, old buddy! You've endured a definitive manual for choosing the right skin care products. Furnished with this recently discovered information, you're prepared to leave on your excursion towards impeccable, brilliant skin. Keep in mind, everything no doubt revolves around knowing your skin type, understanding ingredients, sticking to a routine, and listening to what your skin needs.
2023.06.03 12:41 Demian_Smite The Terran Accident - Technology advanced enough (Short)
"Hey! Be careful with that fire!" the old merc shouted while taking cover. "Rick, you are boring… you know I can heal you back up, right?" the younger merc in the middle of the hallway answered. Rick just muttered, "Without becoming a giant tumor? Damn Magicians…" "We have a medical station on board, and you know it.", the young one snickered. With a scoff, the senior returned to kill the intruders.
The two Private Security Contractors were doing their job of guarding the cargo bay of the CLF Vessel. Xenith pirates boarded the ship after a lucky hit to the engine. While Joshua threw small fireballs, Rick struck down any eager Xenith with his repeating gauss rifle. Then a faint stomping sound could be heard from afar. Rick cried out to the magician, "Joshua! Watch out!" The devil has just arrived at the end of the Hallway. "I have… OH FUCK!" The bioengineered beast sprinted through the long hallway. Its 5 claws leave marks on the composite floor plating. The unnatural scream of the abomination even drowned out the kinetic fire of the now desperate Rick. "Rick! I need a grenade! Now!" Joshua just ordered him. "No! You can't do that!" screamed the man back. Now angrier than everything else, Joshua coldly threatened Rick, "Right now." With no hesitation, the older merc just threw the grenade at the Magician. While flying through the air, the grenade disintegrated into a fine mist, while making its way to Joshua's hand. Even in a stressful situation like this, he knew he could turn this primitive weapon into a deadly piece of art. He just hoped it wouldn't destroy any important part of the ship. After a couple of seconds of strange movement of the mist, he was ready. The magician laid out his trump card. The ball of death whirled down the hallway. Before it made contact with the malformed beast, the Bulkhead was closed violently, the metal of the door warped under the stress, but it was sealed shut. The mercs felt the explosion, then heard fading screaming. Then the lights cut out. Rick was now standing, illuminated by the red shimmer of the backup lights, helmet in his hands, quietly muttering. Joshua asked, "What are you doing, old man?" "Making peace with my gods, you should do the same.", the old merc answered quietly.
The two were entombed in a now-dead ship. After some months of searching, the ship was cataloged as MIA, the precious cargo safe but lost in space.
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The two Private Security Contractors were doing their job of guarding the cargo bay of the CLF Vessel. Xenith pirates boarded the ship after a lucky hit to the engine. While Joshua threw small fireballs, Rick struck down any eager Xenith with his repeating gauss rifle. Then a faint stomping sound could be heard from afar. Rick cried out to the magician, "Joshua! Watch out!" The devil has just arrived at the end of the Hallway. "I have… OH FUCK!" The bioengineered beast sprinted through the long hallway. Its 5 claws leave marks on the composite floor plating. The unnatural scream of the abomination even drowned out the kinetic fire of the now desperate Rick. "Rick! I need a grenade! Now!" Joshua just ordered him. "No! You can't do that!" screamed the man back. Now angrier than everything else, Joshua coldly threatened Rick, "Right now." With no hesitation, the older merc just threw the grenade at the Magician. While flying through the air, the grenade disintegrated into a fine mist, while making its way to Joshua's hand. Even in a stressful situation like this, he knew he could turn this primitive weapon into a deadly piece of art. He just hoped it wouldn't destroy any important part of the ship. After a couple of seconds of strange movement of the mist, he was ready. The magician laid out his trump card. The ball of death whirled down the hallway. Before it made contact with the malformed beast, the Bulkhead was closed violently, the metal of the door warped under the stress, but it was sealed shut. The mercs felt the explosion, then heard fading screaming. Then the lights cut out. Rick was now standing, illuminated by the red shimmer of the backup lights, helmet in his hands, quietly muttering. Joshua asked, "What are you doing, old man?" "Making peace with my gods, you should do the same.", the old merc answered quietly.
The two were entombed in a now-dead ship. After some months of searching, the ship was cataloged as MIA, the precious cargo safe but lost in space.