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2023.06.05 01:21 Suco_De_Laranja This week's spot - winner picks next spot - King of The Hill Week 147
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2023.06.05 01:19 jiminak Smukfest 2023 info for visiting Americans?
Hello! My family will be visiting Denmark in late July. There are three of us: my wife and daughter (16yo) and myself. One of our favorite bands is playing at Smukfest on Wednesday, August 2. We are staying in Aarhus for a couple of nights at a hotel downtown near the transit station and want to go see the band. I’ve been using google for a while to try to find my answers, but I’m not having a whole lot of luck even with website translators.
I’m hoping the fine people of Denmark can help me out with a few answers to questions I have not yet resolved:
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I’m hoping the fine people of Denmark can help me out with a few answers to questions I have not yet resolved:
- What is the best way to get from Aarhus to the festival and back for a day trip? Is there routine bus service, or maybe a train? Will I need to rent a car? If I rent a car, will there even be parking?
- Do I need to buy tickets for each band, or is there a “day pass” type of ticket to see anyone playing on that day? (I have bought tickets for the specific band on stubhub, but I’m hoping I did not get scammed - the tickets “will be mailed”).
2023.06.05 01:18 ComplicitSnake34 Has anyone else noticed more AI-gen content in the wild?
I probably use AI on a near daily basis. My intuition is telling me it's become more common online. I'll see an Ad or blurb and just think, "That's AI-made". A lot of the AI image gens like to use the same angles and composition - I don't know if anyone else has noticed that or if it's just me. That or Ads have just become stale and samey that it seems like an AI made it. No offense to people who work in that industry or are good with AI writing.
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2023.06.05 01:18 TheGreatForkeus Cannot save
- Browser(s) : Firefox
- Operating System : Windows 11
- Legacy or v3 Renderer : Legacy
- Issue : I keep getting a notice that my brew is open on a different device, even though it shouldn't be. It doesn't let me save after just making an alteration.
2023.06.05 01:18 Successful_Carob3173 35 [M4F] #Durham GTA- Fun and Respectful looking for a Discreet Affair
Hello there,
I trust you're all making the most of this beautiful day. I'm putting myself out there in hopes of finding a special connection.
I am in search of a vibrant, adventurous woman to share some amazing moments and establish a mutually understanding relationship. While I am attached and not looking to alter that, I'm open to discuss my reasons for seeking this connection privately.
As for me, I'm a 34-year-old mixed-race gentleman with an athletic build, a cultivated mind, and a knack for conversation. I'm passionate about several hobbies, having traversed over 60 countries, indulging in a diverse range of TV shows, and feeding my curiosity with non-fiction reads. I enjoy nature's therapy through hiking, and of late, exploring a variety of culinary experiences – although I hesitate to label myself a 'foodie'.
My hope is to find someone open-minded, who can enjoy these escapades without judgment. I want to try different things which includes roleplay, teasing, rough, maybe light bondage, spanking and other things.
If you are open to an adventure of laughs, deep conversations, shared interests, and discreet companionship, then I am eager to meet you.
Looking forward to the potential of a fascinating connection,
Best Regards,
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I trust you're all making the most of this beautiful day. I'm putting myself out there in hopes of finding a special connection.
I am in search of a vibrant, adventurous woman to share some amazing moments and establish a mutually understanding relationship. While I am attached and not looking to alter that, I'm open to discuss my reasons for seeking this connection privately.
As for me, I'm a 34-year-old mixed-race gentleman with an athletic build, a cultivated mind, and a knack for conversation. I'm passionate about several hobbies, having traversed over 60 countries, indulging in a diverse range of TV shows, and feeding my curiosity with non-fiction reads. I enjoy nature's therapy through hiking, and of late, exploring a variety of culinary experiences – although I hesitate to label myself a 'foodie'.
My hope is to find someone open-minded, who can enjoy these escapades without judgment. I want to try different things which includes roleplay, teasing, rough, maybe light bondage, spanking and other things.
If you are open to an adventure of laughs, deep conversations, shared interests, and discreet companionship, then I am eager to meet you.
Looking forward to the potential of a fascinating connection,
Best Regards,
2023.06.05 01:18 littlebigthought Open Letter to Two Brothers I Met at the Bar
Trigger Warning: Reference to sexual assault. Word Count: 1605
Open Letter to Two Brothers I Met at the Bar Hi! I might owe you an apology. Probably I owe your brother an apology more so. But I don’t know his number. Somehow on my first night out to talk to a real live human after months of self-imposed isolation, I gave my number to some random ass dude at the bar. I talked to you for a fraction of the time I talked to your brother a couple of days ago, and you’re the one who has my number. I found your brother really interesting and authentic. I wanted to know more about his story. It’s clear a lot of things have changed in the quarter of a century since I was actually free to date and found myself out solo. Who am I kidding? I was never brave enough to go to a bar solo in college. Also, that’s just stupid under most circumstances. This was well before dating apps and only a few had flip phones. I’m a solid GenXer here. I know your brother isn’t part of my generation, and probably not yours either.
Honestly, here’s the real talk. This is for your own dating future if you crave anything more than just a fuck. When you first came up to my right side at the bar, I was so struck by your baby face, cool-ass hair, and really sweet smile. I was intrigued by you. When I say intrigued, you would be false to assume that means sexually intrigued. Despite my year of self-imposed exile, I am modestly well-traveled in more than one way. And being married hasn’t stopped colleagues from hitting on me at the same party or bar as my husband. While my mind certainly goes sexual ⸺very often even⸺it’s not the first place it goes. Never. Your brother got that about me I think. I found him to be a real and thoughtful person after his initial bravado used by many wore off. He didn’t even feed me shots after our extended exchanges of words. Unlike the exchange of words with that cute bartender in NOLA during Mardi Gras when I went to visit my brother earlier this year. See, I know my limits and I make good choices. Most of the time anyway. I also have some tried and true tests I use to determine someone’s character. Your brother passed all but one of the handful of tests I most of the time apply unconsciously. I never lost my childhood wonder, but my life experiences have forced me to adopt these sometimes subconscious tests into my adulthood. I’ve seen some shit in my very short, yet somehow I’m approaching five fucking decades of life. Yes, without a doubt I’m going through a classic mid-life unraveling. But I am not in crisis. Not at this exact moment anyway. I’m fucking lucky, actually. Luckily the right opportunities came through my various side hustles I started at 13 and later married with one full-time gig, still with other side hustles at 23. After more than twenty years as an educator of teenagers, I eventually masked away the fact I had to claw tooth and nail my way to that six-digit salary I walked out on last year. From what I learned from your brother, you and I may have that in common. You’ve worked hard too, haven’t you? While I’ll openly admit I am trying to discover the sexual person often hidden mainly to myself, I am doing this exploration in ways other than how I met you. I met my husband of twenty years in a bar. Other guys too. Whatever happened to me after some of my sometimes unintentional flirts arose in my deep past, I want to be clear I’m not looking to catch a dick at this time. You see, my sexual experience started subtly at age five for about a year, then again later at about eight, then later still more forcefully when I was thrust on the sexual scene at fourteen. I’m a goddamn survivor. I know now how to pick up on most red flags out there. But somehow it took me a little too long to recognize maybe I shouldn’t have ignored some of your red flags. I did note the flags you sent. All of them. But it wasn’t until I stepped outside when I detected a slight shift in your demeanor I knew the gig was up. Maybe I was imagining this shift. Was I? You tell me. Then I looked into the eyes of your friend who popped up out of nowhere. That was the first time I thought to myself, “Wait a minute, really? Does this baby face think he might fuck me tonight?” I was both incredulous and simultaneously ego-boosted. I mean, I know I was at least described once in my life, by multiple people I’m told, as “luscious”. Could I still be fuckable decades later? Actually, I know the answer to this question. It’s yes. I know I am fuckable. It was more of a wonderment of perhaps being fuckable by younger guys? But that is stupid too, I am a biology teacher after all. And this isn’t the first time I have been pursued by much younger men and even boys. This has slowed in the recent decade, though. You would think I would have to be fitter to catch the interest of a young guy if the media is to be believed. The sometimes uncomfortably frank conversations I have with my 21-year-old tells me this is a thing among many young guys. I know the acronym. Me trying to figure out exactly how it took me so long to recognize the game with you has occupied much of my thoughts in the last month and a half since we met. Maybe the reason it took so long is you’re perhaps a somewhat jaded, but still nice kid. Just like your brother. I don’t think you’ve been broken yet though, have you? You’re the oldest, right? You had to lead the way. You couldn’t afford to fall down. Could you? I don’t want to assume or speculate too much. My mind often works like a computer simulation. “Lost in my head” my mama always told me. I didn’t talk to you for as long as I talked to your brother. The final test he passed was the perfect response to my statement to his question “What are you doing later?” I have no idea if you’ll send this to your brother or not. I don’t mind if you do. I only learned you two were brothers just before leaving the other day. I know far more about him than I do you. What I do know is there are many variations in sibling relationships. I have no idea where you two sit. It’s possible I’ll have an opportunity to talk to him again and learn more about his story. I hope he has more questions he’d like to ask me if he reads this. I have no plans to go back to Baxter’s before my son’s 21st birthday in July. The only reason I went into the bar the first time that Friday evening I met you is because I was tired of being at home. I’m maybe a 95% solitary and contemplative person by nature who just quit her two-decade career she very reluctantly loved, though it forced her to be social more like 98% of the time. The night I walked into Baxter’s I was 100% bored but nowhere near 100% ready to blow my whole fucking life up by picking some random dude at a bar. Or two? Your brother talked to me at a real level very quickly. He is either some sort of dark empath on the level of a psychological thriller or he’s a good guy who's seen some shit. You told me he is a good kid. I believe you. I don’t know if you watch psychological thrillers. What I do know is you have likely watched at least one episode of some super wholesome stuff like Welcome to Wrexham. That must mean something about your character or your secret desires, right? Even if you only follow the trends. With all this time on my hands lately, I’m like some sort of pan-media person right now. Television has changed a lot since I was a kid, the last time I had this much time available to watch. My working years so far only included fits and spurts of T.V. watching. Currently, I am challenging myself to sustain some of the more violent and traumatic stuff that happens within families without some sort of physiological response. I have never been able to really watch stuff like that without covering my eyes. The goal is to not lose my empathy without losing my shit. I’m having to regularly intersperse feel-good stories in between. It is like I am building up a tolerance to the shitty possibilities and sometimes realities in the world or something. When I return to Baxter’s, I’ll be with my recently returned partner from abroad who I bore and raised two kids into adulthood. In addition to my son now towering over me, we will be bringing along our fucking brilliant and more like me, 19-year-old daughter. She will be our DD. Anyone who so much stares at her for too long will catch some death stares in return from me. I’m told this makes some people uncomfortable. I’ll be sure to say Hi if I see you. Take care and be well, ~S
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Open Letter to Two Brothers I Met at the Bar Hi! I might owe you an apology. Probably I owe your brother an apology more so. But I don’t know his number. Somehow on my first night out to talk to a real live human after months of self-imposed isolation, I gave my number to some random ass dude at the bar. I talked to you for a fraction of the time I talked to your brother a couple of days ago, and you’re the one who has my number. I found your brother really interesting and authentic. I wanted to know more about his story. It’s clear a lot of things have changed in the quarter of a century since I was actually free to date and found myself out solo. Who am I kidding? I was never brave enough to go to a bar solo in college. Also, that’s just stupid under most circumstances. This was well before dating apps and only a few had flip phones. I’m a solid GenXer here. I know your brother isn’t part of my generation, and probably not yours either.
Honestly, here’s the real talk. This is for your own dating future if you crave anything more than just a fuck. When you first came up to my right side at the bar, I was so struck by your baby face, cool-ass hair, and really sweet smile. I was intrigued by you. When I say intrigued, you would be false to assume that means sexually intrigued. Despite my year of self-imposed exile, I am modestly well-traveled in more than one way. And being married hasn’t stopped colleagues from hitting on me at the same party or bar as my husband. While my mind certainly goes sexual ⸺very often even⸺it’s not the first place it goes. Never. Your brother got that about me I think. I found him to be a real and thoughtful person after his initial bravado used by many wore off. He didn’t even feed me shots after our extended exchanges of words. Unlike the exchange of words with that cute bartender in NOLA during Mardi Gras when I went to visit my brother earlier this year. See, I know my limits and I make good choices. Most of the time anyway. I also have some tried and true tests I use to determine someone’s character. Your brother passed all but one of the handful of tests I most of the time apply unconsciously. I never lost my childhood wonder, but my life experiences have forced me to adopt these sometimes subconscious tests into my adulthood. I’ve seen some shit in my very short, yet somehow I’m approaching five fucking decades of life. Yes, without a doubt I’m going through a classic mid-life unraveling. But I am not in crisis. Not at this exact moment anyway. I’m fucking lucky, actually. Luckily the right opportunities came through my various side hustles I started at 13 and later married with one full-time gig, still with other side hustles at 23. After more than twenty years as an educator of teenagers, I eventually masked away the fact I had to claw tooth and nail my way to that six-digit salary I walked out on last year. From what I learned from your brother, you and I may have that in common. You’ve worked hard too, haven’t you? While I’ll openly admit I am trying to discover the sexual person often hidden mainly to myself, I am doing this exploration in ways other than how I met you. I met my husband of twenty years in a bar. Other guys too. Whatever happened to me after some of my sometimes unintentional flirts arose in my deep past, I want to be clear I’m not looking to catch a dick at this time. You see, my sexual experience started subtly at age five for about a year, then again later at about eight, then later still more forcefully when I was thrust on the sexual scene at fourteen. I’m a goddamn survivor. I know now how to pick up on most red flags out there. But somehow it took me a little too long to recognize maybe I shouldn’t have ignored some of your red flags. I did note the flags you sent. All of them. But it wasn’t until I stepped outside when I detected a slight shift in your demeanor I knew the gig was up. Maybe I was imagining this shift. Was I? You tell me. Then I looked into the eyes of your friend who popped up out of nowhere. That was the first time I thought to myself, “Wait a minute, really? Does this baby face think he might fuck me tonight?” I was both incredulous and simultaneously ego-boosted. I mean, I know I was at least described once in my life, by multiple people I’m told, as “luscious”. Could I still be fuckable decades later? Actually, I know the answer to this question. It’s yes. I know I am fuckable. It was more of a wonderment of perhaps being fuckable by younger guys? But that is stupid too, I am a biology teacher after all. And this isn’t the first time I have been pursued by much younger men and even boys. This has slowed in the recent decade, though. You would think I would have to be fitter to catch the interest of a young guy if the media is to be believed. The sometimes uncomfortably frank conversations I have with my 21-year-old tells me this is a thing among many young guys. I know the acronym. Me trying to figure out exactly how it took me so long to recognize the game with you has occupied much of my thoughts in the last month and a half since we met. Maybe the reason it took so long is you’re perhaps a somewhat jaded, but still nice kid. Just like your brother. I don’t think you’ve been broken yet though, have you? You’re the oldest, right? You had to lead the way. You couldn’t afford to fall down. Could you? I don’t want to assume or speculate too much. My mind often works like a computer simulation. “Lost in my head” my mama always told me. I didn’t talk to you for as long as I talked to your brother. The final test he passed was the perfect response to my statement to his question “What are you doing later?” I have no idea if you’ll send this to your brother or not. I don’t mind if you do. I only learned you two were brothers just before leaving the other day. I know far more about him than I do you. What I do know is there are many variations in sibling relationships. I have no idea where you two sit. It’s possible I’ll have an opportunity to talk to him again and learn more about his story. I hope he has more questions he’d like to ask me if he reads this. I have no plans to go back to Baxter’s before my son’s 21st birthday in July. The only reason I went into the bar the first time that Friday evening I met you is because I was tired of being at home. I’m maybe a 95% solitary and contemplative person by nature who just quit her two-decade career she very reluctantly loved, though it forced her to be social more like 98% of the time. The night I walked into Baxter’s I was 100% bored but nowhere near 100% ready to blow my whole fucking life up by picking some random dude at a bar. Or two? Your brother talked to me at a real level very quickly. He is either some sort of dark empath on the level of a psychological thriller or he’s a good guy who's seen some shit. You told me he is a good kid. I believe you. I don’t know if you watch psychological thrillers. What I do know is you have likely watched at least one episode of some super wholesome stuff like Welcome to Wrexham. That must mean something about your character or your secret desires, right? Even if you only follow the trends. With all this time on my hands lately, I’m like some sort of pan-media person right now. Television has changed a lot since I was a kid, the last time I had this much time available to watch. My working years so far only included fits and spurts of T.V. watching. Currently, I am challenging myself to sustain some of the more violent and traumatic stuff that happens within families without some sort of physiological response. I have never been able to really watch stuff like that without covering my eyes. The goal is to not lose my empathy without losing my shit. I’m having to regularly intersperse feel-good stories in between. It is like I am building up a tolerance to the shitty possibilities and sometimes realities in the world or something. When I return to Baxter’s, I’ll be with my recently returned partner from abroad who I bore and raised two kids into adulthood. In addition to my son now towering over me, we will be bringing along our fucking brilliant and more like me, 19-year-old daughter. She will be our DD. Anyone who so much stares at her for too long will catch some death stares in return from me. I’m told this makes some people uncomfortable. I’ll be sure to say Hi if I see you. Take care and be well, ~S
2023.06.05 01:17 txnana03 First PC Build, Budget $1000-$1600
- What will you be doing with this PC? Be as specific as possible, and include specific games or programs you will be using.
- School work, coding, and gaming (minecraft, stardew, valorant).
- What is your maximum budget before rebates/shipping/taxes?
- $1000-$1600 Max
- When do you plan on building/buying the PC? Note: beyond a week or two from today means any build you receive will be out of date when you want to buy.
- This month
- What, exactly, do you need included in the budget? (ToweOS/monitokeyboard/mouse/etc\)
- The PC itself and a monitor
- Which country (and state/province) will you be purchasing the parts in? If you're in US, do you have access to a Microcenter location?
- USA, Kansas. No microcenter near me
- If reusing any parts (including monitor(s)/keyboard/mouse/etc), what parts will you be reusing? Brands and models are appreciated.
- None
- Will you be overclocking? If yes, are you interested in overclocking right away, or down the line? CPU and/or GPU?
- No plans for overclocking
- Are there any specific features or items you want/need in the build? (ex: SSD, large amount of storage or a RAID setup, CUDA or OpenCL support, etc)
- No
- Do you have any specific case preferences (Size like ITX/microATX/mid-towefull-tower, styles, colors, window or not, LED lighting, etc), or a particular color theme preference for the components?
- White case with black and white parts. Mid-tower. A little bit of RGB but not too important.
- I like the look of the Fractal Design Focus 2 ATX Mid Tower Case and Fractal Design Pop Air ATX Mid Tower Case so either using one of the two or a similar case.
- Do you need a copy of Windows included in the budget? If you do need one included, do you have a preference?
- No, I have one already.
2023.06.05 01:16 Quiet_Lunch_1300 How do I go about finding a place near me that does TMS and getting it covered by insurance?
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2023.06.05 01:16 cuplucky99 Am I 24F falling for 24M friend from college 6 years ago or is it just another fantasy?
We met in college when he and I were 18 in NYC. We would hang out all the time together. We'd do laundry together. Sit in the company of each other near the city water overlooking the Brooklyn Bridge. But soon, he got a girlfriend and they were together somewhat of freshman year, but then got back together end of Sophomore year, then stayed together all of college. He let go of my friendship at the end of sophomore year, and we hadn't really maintained contact since 2019. I've thought about him every year since, but early this year, I decided to put an end to missing him and wanting him to appear back in my life, or hoping for something to come out of it when it hadn't for so long.
So I decided to get rid of any last evidence of him this year in March. I threw away our polaroid photo that we had of together on the day of my 20th birthday. And what happens the next day? He requests to follow me on Instagram. I allow him to, because, well, there's love in my heart for this person that's never died, and I took it as maybe a sign that he wants me as his friend again. He reaches out to tell me he misses me, that he's sorry about things, and I let him back in and we speak here and there. He also confesses that he used to have feelings for me, and that I was special to him. I mean, after all, he mentions how I was the only girl aside from his girlfriend that met his mom and went to his house and saw his life. Him telling me he used to feel something for me meant something to me. I don't know why, but I guess it validated all the heaviness I felt from the loss of him.
He also says he's been single for awhile now, and they broke up a year ago, and he says he's the happiest he's ever been exiting that relationship. And just recently, I went back to visit New York (I'm from the west coast, but he stayed in NYC after college) and I did see him. AFTER 4 YEARS of not seeing him. We almost hooked up. I say almost, but it did happen for like few seconds. We kissed, but everything felt off. Confusing. And strange. He's the last person on this planet I'd want to have awkward interaction with, but it was awkward and he just didn't go through with the intercourse. He didn't want to do it without protection, but then said whatever, but then stopped, then went to get protection, and then said it wouldn't be a good idea for our friendship. To be honest, I was very tense during the entire interaction and I was anxious, and I was totally, totally acting weird. I know he picked up on it. But I wasn't making much sense. I said things that made it seem like I was desperately in love with him. I don't know if I am.
I don't know what being in love means. But I am jealous of everyone that has him in his life. I am jealous of everyone that gets to experience any moment with him, because I live in California currently, and he lives in New York. I've missed so many things about his life, and I don't want to anymore. But after this encounter, we were meant to meet up before I went back to CA but we didn't. So I sent him a long text, expressing that I don't have feelings, and that I'm sorry about the awkwardness, and he didn't respond to it. I called, too, and he didn't pick up. I left New York, half heartbroken and half confused because I don't know if I lost him again for the second time.
A week without a response from him hurt. But then he responded to my instagram story where I posted "attachment is the root of all suffering," to which he disagreed and said we need attachment as humans to live, and he also apologized for being dodgy and that he's not feeling good mentally. I believe this because since he came back into my life in March, he's been very on and off and inconsistent. But I just don't get what's happening with us. He already said he's not in a place to think about love, or romantic relationship right now. I guess I've given the picture that I want that, even though I'm not sure what I want. I just don't get why he came back, why he played with my mind about old feelings he had, and now he's ghost again.
TL;DR: Me and him met in NYC when we were in college at 18. Stopped talking because he got a girlfriend. He recently came back into my life, said he used* have feelings which led me to wonder about the what-ifs. I don't live in New York anymore, I live in California. I recently went to NYC to visit friends and I did see him. We almost had sex, it was awkward, and now we're not really speaking. He said that he's going through a lot mentally, and I believe it because he had said it since he came back into my life, and he already mentioned before that he doesn't want a relationship and that it takes time. But when I was with him in person, I said all the things you don't say to a guy and now he thinks I have feelings for him. So before I left NYC, I sent a long text expressing that I don't and I love him as a friend, to which he didn't respond. But he replied to my instagram story when I posted something about attachment being the root to all suffering, and he said he disagrees and went on to apologize for being unresponsive and said he's not there mentally. Do I let him go? Are we both playing mind games with each other? I think he wanted sex but realized he couldn't with me because I could catch feelings that he's not ready to handle.
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So I decided to get rid of any last evidence of him this year in March. I threw away our polaroid photo that we had of together on the day of my 20th birthday. And what happens the next day? He requests to follow me on Instagram. I allow him to, because, well, there's love in my heart for this person that's never died, and I took it as maybe a sign that he wants me as his friend again. He reaches out to tell me he misses me, that he's sorry about things, and I let him back in and we speak here and there. He also confesses that he used to have feelings for me, and that I was special to him. I mean, after all, he mentions how I was the only girl aside from his girlfriend that met his mom and went to his house and saw his life. Him telling me he used to feel something for me meant something to me. I don't know why, but I guess it validated all the heaviness I felt from the loss of him.
He also says he's been single for awhile now, and they broke up a year ago, and he says he's the happiest he's ever been exiting that relationship. And just recently, I went back to visit New York (I'm from the west coast, but he stayed in NYC after college) and I did see him. AFTER 4 YEARS of not seeing him. We almost hooked up. I say almost, but it did happen for like few seconds. We kissed, but everything felt off. Confusing. And strange. He's the last person on this planet I'd want to have awkward interaction with, but it was awkward and he just didn't go through with the intercourse. He didn't want to do it without protection, but then said whatever, but then stopped, then went to get protection, and then said it wouldn't be a good idea for our friendship. To be honest, I was very tense during the entire interaction and I was anxious, and I was totally, totally acting weird. I know he picked up on it. But I wasn't making much sense. I said things that made it seem like I was desperately in love with him. I don't know if I am.
I don't know what being in love means. But I am jealous of everyone that has him in his life. I am jealous of everyone that gets to experience any moment with him, because I live in California currently, and he lives in New York. I've missed so many things about his life, and I don't want to anymore. But after this encounter, we were meant to meet up before I went back to CA but we didn't. So I sent him a long text, expressing that I don't have feelings, and that I'm sorry about the awkwardness, and he didn't respond to it. I called, too, and he didn't pick up. I left New York, half heartbroken and half confused because I don't know if I lost him again for the second time.
A week without a response from him hurt. But then he responded to my instagram story where I posted "attachment is the root of all suffering," to which he disagreed and said we need attachment as humans to live, and he also apologized for being dodgy and that he's not feeling good mentally. I believe this because since he came back into my life in March, he's been very on and off and inconsistent. But I just don't get what's happening with us. He already said he's not in a place to think about love, or romantic relationship right now. I guess I've given the picture that I want that, even though I'm not sure what I want. I just don't get why he came back, why he played with my mind about old feelings he had, and now he's ghost again.
TL;DR: Me and him met in NYC when we were in college at 18. Stopped talking because he got a girlfriend. He recently came back into my life, said he used* have feelings which led me to wonder about the what-ifs. I don't live in New York anymore, I live in California. I recently went to NYC to visit friends and I did see him. We almost had sex, it was awkward, and now we're not really speaking. He said that he's going through a lot mentally, and I believe it because he had said it since he came back into my life, and he already mentioned before that he doesn't want a relationship and that it takes time. But when I was with him in person, I said all the things you don't say to a guy and now he thinks I have feelings for him. So before I left NYC, I sent a long text expressing that I don't and I love him as a friend, to which he didn't respond. But he replied to my instagram story when I posted something about attachment being the root to all suffering, and he said he disagrees and went on to apologize for being unresponsive and said he's not there mentally. Do I let him go? Are we both playing mind games with each other? I think he wanted sex but realized he couldn't with me because I could catch feelings that he's not ready to handle.
2023.06.05 01:16 InFresno Downvoting Customers
Do you ever downvote customers? I have heard that there are some drivers who don't, simply because they don't care to deal with it, or they are afraid of losing tips. I LOVE to do it and have never lost a tip. Case in point:
I was pissed off today by a series of events. No matter. I picked up a burrito order from a local taco shop and drove it to the customer. It's one one of those "Meet at Door" "Ask for PIN" orders. No problem. I drive the order to the house (which wasn't a total s-hole, surprisingly) and ring the bell. Nothing. I wait. I ring again. Finally after near 4 minutes of waiting, the door... very... slowly... opens... a crack. I am immediately met with the overwhelming stench of a chemical smoke, which is actually visible in the living room. It's not Marlboro's. It's not slightly overcooked bacon. It's meth. This emaciated mid 20's kid peers around the door. With wide eyes, he asks, "yeah?" Putting aside the impeccable manners of his greeting, I say "hello! I have an UE order here for ______?" He opens the door slightly wider, revealing a giant TV on the wall with a video game image of some giant robot/demon thing with a horned helmet. "Um...yeah..." the little idiot replies, revealing slightly more of himself, but still acting like my decrepit ass is a federal agent who's "on to him." I'm bored at this point and growing even more frustrated. "OK..." I said slowly "I just need your PIN so I can deliver this to you." For my own amusement, I decided to speak to him as if he were a particularly stupid child or exceptionally smart Golden Retriever. "Oh...um...OK." The idiot stutters while still eyeing me with suspicion. "Hold on..." He disappears behind the door... and reemerges to hand me a uniball. "No." I replied in a tone that did not mask my obvious irritation. "Your PIN. Personal Identification Number. See?" I showed him my phone. "Oh...um...I don't...I..." he starts fumbling with his phone. "Tell you what?" I say in a big voice of fake friendliness. "What's the last 4 of your phone number? Sometimes it's that. Little idiot then proceeds to rattle off all 10 digits. Now I COULD have scooped up the last four myself, but now I'm annoyed AND I'm going to toy with him. I slowly closed my eyes, shook my head slightly, and then met his frightened gaze. "Just. The last. Four." I repeated slowly. "Oh...uh..." and he recites him. Thankfully, the app took it. Again, with phoney cheer I said "OK!" Here's your food!" As I turned to walk off the porch he said "sorry...I'm...tried..." I opened my car door and called back, "yup. Meth's a hell of a drug! Enjoy your Sunday! And drove off. An hour later, my tip appeared as promised. I still downvoted him for all that I could before leaving
For my own amusement, I like to think that tonight, tomorrow, or some night soon, he will sit bolt upright in bed in absolute terror. All because he has convinced himself that the guy who delivered his burrito... was actually a FED!!!
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I was pissed off today by a series of events. No matter. I picked up a burrito order from a local taco shop and drove it to the customer. It's one one of those "Meet at Door" "Ask for PIN" orders. No problem. I drive the order to the house (which wasn't a total s-hole, surprisingly) and ring the bell. Nothing. I wait. I ring again. Finally after near 4 minutes of waiting, the door... very... slowly... opens... a crack. I am immediately met with the overwhelming stench of a chemical smoke, which is actually visible in the living room. It's not Marlboro's. It's not slightly overcooked bacon. It's meth. This emaciated mid 20's kid peers around the door. With wide eyes, he asks, "yeah?" Putting aside the impeccable manners of his greeting, I say "hello! I have an UE order here for ______?" He opens the door slightly wider, revealing a giant TV on the wall with a video game image of some giant robot/demon thing with a horned helmet. "Um...yeah..." the little idiot replies, revealing slightly more of himself, but still acting like my decrepit ass is a federal agent who's "on to him." I'm bored at this point and growing even more frustrated. "OK..." I said slowly "I just need your PIN so I can deliver this to you." For my own amusement, I decided to speak to him as if he were a particularly stupid child or exceptionally smart Golden Retriever. "Oh...um...OK." The idiot stutters while still eyeing me with suspicion. "Hold on..." He disappears behind the door... and reemerges to hand me a uniball. "No." I replied in a tone that did not mask my obvious irritation. "Your PIN. Personal Identification Number. See?" I showed him my phone. "Oh...um...I don't...I..." he starts fumbling with his phone. "Tell you what?" I say in a big voice of fake friendliness. "What's the last 4 of your phone number? Sometimes it's that. Little idiot then proceeds to rattle off all 10 digits. Now I COULD have scooped up the last four myself, but now I'm annoyed AND I'm going to toy with him. I slowly closed my eyes, shook my head slightly, and then met his frightened gaze. "Just. The last. Four." I repeated slowly. "Oh...uh..." and he recites him. Thankfully, the app took it. Again, with phoney cheer I said "OK!" Here's your food!" As I turned to walk off the porch he said "sorry...I'm...tried..." I opened my car door and called back, "yup. Meth's a hell of a drug! Enjoy your Sunday! And drove off. An hour later, my tip appeared as promised. I still downvoted him for all that I could before leaving
For my own amusement, I like to think that tonight, tomorrow, or some night soon, he will sit bolt upright in bed in absolute terror. All because he has convinced himself that the guy who delivered his burrito... was actually a FED!!!
2023.06.05 01:16 stinkybutterbean Does anyone else feel like they’re just waiting for their life to begin?
Life is fine. I’m a single 30F. I have a well-paying fully-remote job I don’t absolutely hate, I own a home, I have a dog I’m obsessed with and walk ~5 miles a day. I don’t live near friends but see them every now and again. I have a loving family.
Nothing is “wrong.” I just feel like there should be more to life? I spend too much time on social media comparing my life to other peoples’ highlight reels. I spend too much time thinking if I had a partner, I wouldn’t be afraid to do things because I wouldn’t be doing them alone.
I’ve been in therapy for years and am not depressed. I am introverted and do have social anxiety, so the thought of going places alone, meeting people, and going on dates stresses me out. I can force myself to do it sometimes though. It’s tough being introverted with social anxiety because after a full day of work work, I don’t want to have to ‘work’ more trying to meet friends and partners. Even on weekends, I can spend entire days winding down with my dog.
I daydream a lot. I wish I could fast-forward past the dating and have a loyal and loving partner. I wish I could fast-forward past the small talk and have a supportive close-knit group of friends where I live now. I want pool days and backyard barbecues and hikes and picnics in the park and travel. Those things all just seem so far away for me.
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Nothing is “wrong.” I just feel like there should be more to life? I spend too much time on social media comparing my life to other peoples’ highlight reels. I spend too much time thinking if I had a partner, I wouldn’t be afraid to do things because I wouldn’t be doing them alone.
I’ve been in therapy for years and am not depressed. I am introverted and do have social anxiety, so the thought of going places alone, meeting people, and going on dates stresses me out. I can force myself to do it sometimes though. It’s tough being introverted with social anxiety because after a full day of work work, I don’t want to have to ‘work’ more trying to meet friends and partners. Even on weekends, I can spend entire days winding down with my dog.
I daydream a lot. I wish I could fast-forward past the dating and have a loyal and loving partner. I wish I could fast-forward past the small talk and have a supportive close-knit group of friends where I live now. I want pool days and backyard barbecues and hikes and picnics in the park and travel. Those things all just seem so far away for me.
2023.06.05 01:16 trojanprints Vaping on plane bathroom
private info changed for anon Feeling like shit rn so I'm gonna try to keep it short with bullet points...just want to know if I am going to be one of the lucky ones and nothing happens to me, or of I'm gonna be in trouble.
Just flew from LA to NY and I was pretty buzzed and trying to sleep, already had taken a little Xanax.
Long story short, I went to the bathroom to take a small hit from my vape pen. I stupidly thought the smoke detector was a vent and blew it in there.....the silent alarm goes off
Within 3 seconds, the attendant rather violently opens my bathroom door while my pants are down and I am urinating. I have no idea how he opened a locked door? He wasn't a regular attendant either, I think he was some kind of supervisor role. I am on full panic mode now, he's saying all this legal scary jargon, and I'm zipping up and washing my hands.
I walk out and he asks what seat I am, I tell him right away. He told me to show him what I have on me, if it's a vape or something with fire that burns.
I played dumb and said I only have a vape in my pocket but sometimes you can smell it through my pocket? Its not fire though? And showed him my vape. He says go back to your seat immediately I'm alerting captain.
I'm walking the walk of shame and like shaking thinking I'm going to jail.
10 min later he comes back and gives me a yellow slip that says "official letter of warning" (no place for me to sign or anything) so I thought I was clear and promised in my head I wouldn't do anything so unworthy of risk anymore.
10 min later, the same guy made sure to come to my seat when picking up trash. I was so paranoid I would be met with police once deboarding the plane, so I threw the cartridges only (not the battery) away. (I screwed up 2nd time here, because having the cartridges is not illegal, it's the act of vaping that is). I just threw them away in a cup or empty beer can I had on flight. He picked it up and picked up everyone else's trash.
After we land...I'm miserably walking down expecting to see cops. There they were. 1 person from the airline, 1 officer, the overzealous attendant, and 1 other person. Guess what, they had the 2 cartridges in a Ziploc , then told the police that I "handed" it to them. Which is a lie. The guy had to have gone back, dug thru the trash, and take out these cartridges from the trash.
Anyways, after about 20 minutes of questioning, I could tell everyone kept trying to get me to admit to vaping. I came super close, but I held my ground and never admitted to it, saying it could have been anyone on that plane, and there was a line before I went into the bathroom and that I smelled something before I even went in.
The only information they took from me was a picture of my driver's license, then said I could go.
The airline guy was very anal, and said something along the lines of "we are pressing charges" or like "writing up a report"... We split ways, but later on, I saw the police office walking around again near ground transport. I approached him to apologize about it and ask if I should be concerned and he said something along the lines of they are not pressing charges.
Tldr; Got caught allegedly vaping on plane bathroom, didn't admit to it, there is no evidence or proof, didn't sign anything, they only have a picture of my driver's license and seat number, but that's pretty much enough info to find out everything about me. Do I have to watch my back? Or am I clear?
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Just flew from LA to NY and I was pretty buzzed and trying to sleep, already had taken a little Xanax.
Long story short, I went to the bathroom to take a small hit from my vape pen. I stupidly thought the smoke detector was a vent and blew it in there.....the silent alarm goes off
Within 3 seconds, the attendant rather violently opens my bathroom door while my pants are down and I am urinating. I have no idea how he opened a locked door? He wasn't a regular attendant either, I think he was some kind of supervisor role. I am on full panic mode now, he's saying all this legal scary jargon, and I'm zipping up and washing my hands.
I walk out and he asks what seat I am, I tell him right away. He told me to show him what I have on me, if it's a vape or something with fire that burns.
I played dumb and said I only have a vape in my pocket but sometimes you can smell it through my pocket? Its not fire though? And showed him my vape. He says go back to your seat immediately I'm alerting captain.
I'm walking the walk of shame and like shaking thinking I'm going to jail.
10 min later he comes back and gives me a yellow slip that says "official letter of warning" (no place for me to sign or anything) so I thought I was clear and promised in my head I wouldn't do anything so unworthy of risk anymore.
10 min later, the same guy made sure to come to my seat when picking up trash. I was so paranoid I would be met with police once deboarding the plane, so I threw the cartridges only (not the battery) away. (I screwed up 2nd time here, because having the cartridges is not illegal, it's the act of vaping that is). I just threw them away in a cup or empty beer can I had on flight. He picked it up and picked up everyone else's trash.
After we land...I'm miserably walking down expecting to see cops. There they were. 1 person from the airline, 1 officer, the overzealous attendant, and 1 other person. Guess what, they had the 2 cartridges in a Ziploc , then told the police that I "handed" it to them. Which is a lie. The guy had to have gone back, dug thru the trash, and take out these cartridges from the trash.
Anyways, after about 20 minutes of questioning, I could tell everyone kept trying to get me to admit to vaping. I came super close, but I held my ground and never admitted to it, saying it could have been anyone on that plane, and there was a line before I went into the bathroom and that I smelled something before I even went in.
The only information they took from me was a picture of my driver's license, then said I could go.
The airline guy was very anal, and said something along the lines of "we are pressing charges" or like "writing up a report"... We split ways, but later on, I saw the police office walking around again near ground transport. I approached him to apologize about it and ask if I should be concerned and he said something along the lines of they are not pressing charges.
Tldr; Got caught allegedly vaping on plane bathroom, didn't admit to it, there is no evidence or proof, didn't sign anything, they only have a picture of my driver's license and seat number, but that's pretty much enough info to find out everything about me. Do I have to watch my back? Or am I clear?
2023.06.05 01:15 Squirrel_Plane Unidentified song from a 2021 summer season of a Polish TV station - any ideas of what this could be?
Hi, I've been wondering what this song could be for nearly 2 years and can't find it anywhere. So, in 2021, a Polish TV station called RedCarpet TV (dedicated mostly to old movies, series, and cinema-related stuff) used something of the "heartbreak ballad" kind to back their summer season. It's sung in English by a young man with female backing vocals, and the scrapes of lyrics I remember go like that:
"She's done nothing but harm to me, now she's got another prey [...]
Don't you dare come back; there's nothing left to say, only pain that slowly fades away
(Woo-hoo * female backing vocals*)
[...]
Time will cure the aching (woo-hoo)" (repeated a few times).
The backing vocals are sung in a kind of blues/soul manner, but the whole song is rather pop or indie. Sadly, I didn't manage to record an audio and can't find this piece anywhere online. It might be as well some stock music, but honestly, I doubt it. Nevertheless, it's been stuck in my head for all this time, and I finally decided to try to solve this little mystery. Does anyone have any idea of what this song could be? Thanks in advance for any pieces of information :)
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"She's done nothing but harm to me, now she's got another prey [...]
Don't you dare come back; there's nothing left to say, only pain that slowly fades away
(Woo-hoo * female backing vocals*)
[...]
Time will cure the aching (woo-hoo)" (repeated a few times).
The backing vocals are sung in a kind of blues/soul manner, but the whole song is rather pop or indie. Sadly, I didn't manage to record an audio and can't find this piece anywhere online. It might be as well some stock music, but honestly, I doubt it. Nevertheless, it's been stuck in my head for all this time, and I finally decided to try to solve this little mystery. Does anyone have any idea of what this song could be? Thanks in advance for any pieces of information :)
2023.06.05 01:15 Agitated-Window-3741 Am I the jerk for imprisoning my mom
For context my dad was a very nice man and my mom was a pain and always had been, my mom was leaching off of my dad for money and nice things. Cars, houses, food and more and eventually my dad had enough of it and stoped letting my mom use his money (note my mother doesn’t have a job and doesn’t want one) and so she files for a divorce which she knows she won’t get anything for compensation so she devised a plan. Which she would frame my dad for doing some illegal things to me and my sister and would tell the court that. My mom took me and my sister out for ice cream and said and I quote “so kids i need you to say that you father did stuff to you two, and then we can go out together more and have fun, without having to worry about your dad” (note: my dad worked on weekends and weekdays, so he wasn’t free anyway so that was bullshit) me and my sister being old enough to understand this knew it was a bad idea and so obviously weren’t buying it and my mother knew that and said “I need you to record a fake audio clip of your dad and show it to the judge” so I thought of a plan to change her fate. After the ice cream me and my sister went to bed and I snuck into my sisters room and told her my plan and she agreed and the plan was in motion. The next day my sister called my mom into her room to ask about the recording and my mother said it again. Little did my mother know I was recording the conversation where she mentioned lying to the judge (which is obviously illegal :3) and the day of the court hearing was AMONG US and me and my sister were all ready so I showed up in court in a fancy suit (as fancy as I could get as a 15 year old) and my mother was called to stand and mentioned the “inappropriate behaviour of of my father” and I was called to stand as evidence for my mothers point I showed her what my mother thought was the Video against my father but it was the recording of a couple days before hand where it says and I quote “we’ll just say to the judge that your father ra9ed you” and my mother was stunned. Obviously she thought her kids were stupid enough to think that was the right thing to do. And so my mother was sent to prison for lying to a judge and other offences and I won’t haft to see her for a LONG time.
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2023.06.05 01:15 CompleteTomorrow I need a mom
I keep trying to deconstruct all my problems and I keep coming to the same conclusion, other than feeling like everything is my fault... I feel like I need a mom. Or a dad, I don't care. But I'm trying to find that in other adults and it's fucking up my life. My relationship is bad because we keep arguing, and the comfort I want when I reflect on it afterwards is like I want a mom to come and hug me...
I feel so jealous when people have loving parents. It feels harder to be jealous of dads because they're not nearly as present as moms. But I cried today over hearing someone talk about being a father to their kid and just feeling like fuck... I wish I had a fraction of any of the love his kid is getting. I guess my parents are loving, I always thought they were better than other parents until I left the house. I am forever greatful for them, but God I never feel the love. Did I ever? They are very hands off, have done a lot to hurt me they now regret, and everytime I try to get closer to them they push me away. Or they try to get closer to me and I push them away on accident, because I'm so used to accepting the distance. I feel so tired always trying to make them like me when I think they're neutral, at best.
I'm crying right now, again, because I just fought with my partner because of this stupid "tough love" approach to my problems EVERYONE gives me. I am destroying our and my roommates relationship. but I can't stand it anymore, "oh just get on the problem, work harder, be better, don't be upset..." why can't anyone just be nice? Am I too sensitive to live? I feel so horrible all the time. All I want is a silent hug and someone who helps me a little with my life. I think so fondly of when my mom would come into my room and help me clean it when I would cry that I couldn't because I was so small and everything felt so daunting. I'm bigger physically, but it's all the same. But things haven't been that way for a decade.
I miss my mom. I called her and we talked and we laughed for a while. But I went to visit her and she seemed afraid to touch me. Didn't know how to talk to me. I feel so alone.
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I feel so jealous when people have loving parents. It feels harder to be jealous of dads because they're not nearly as present as moms. But I cried today over hearing someone talk about being a father to their kid and just feeling like fuck... I wish I had a fraction of any of the love his kid is getting. I guess my parents are loving, I always thought they were better than other parents until I left the house. I am forever greatful for them, but God I never feel the love. Did I ever? They are very hands off, have done a lot to hurt me they now regret, and everytime I try to get closer to them they push me away. Or they try to get closer to me and I push them away on accident, because I'm so used to accepting the distance. I feel so tired always trying to make them like me when I think they're neutral, at best.
I'm crying right now, again, because I just fought with my partner because of this stupid "tough love" approach to my problems EVERYONE gives me. I am destroying our and my roommates relationship. but I can't stand it anymore, "oh just get on the problem, work harder, be better, don't be upset..." why can't anyone just be nice? Am I too sensitive to live? I feel so horrible all the time. All I want is a silent hug and someone who helps me a little with my life. I think so fondly of when my mom would come into my room and help me clean it when I would cry that I couldn't because I was so small and everything felt so daunting. I'm bigger physically, but it's all the same. But things haven't been that way for a decade.
I miss my mom. I called her and we talked and we laughed for a while. But I went to visit her and she seemed afraid to touch me. Didn't know how to talk to me. I feel so alone.
2023.06.05 01:15 Afoolfortheeons I want to repay you Vince
I cried a lot last night, listening to this song on repeat. It felt so good. I actually felt something. Real feelings. I was human. I was there. I was Victorious.
I need that in my life. Life is not worth living without it. I thrive on pain. Vince once told me life is an endurance test and you got to see how much you can take. That's so true. So fucking true.
I want to take a moment to thank Vince in a way that will actually mean something. I lived for years thinking he was my handler in the CIA. Then I saw a broken man. My invincible archetype of Mecha Mutant Space Jesus popped a psychosis bubble that reshaped my life. I don't credit him nearly as much as I should. I get so focused on my mission. My mission is to be like him.
My invega shot has given me greater ability to withstand the throes of the synchronicities. I see that I am not an infant struggling to survive. I am a spiritual warrior. And to do that, I spread love as much as I can.
I know I come off as confident online, but I really struggle with anxiety and paranoia. I think everything is a test and I have performance issues. But Vince…Vince taught me the Shrug Life. He showed me how to be like him. I'm not saying I'm a carbon copy, but all the SSS over the years has reshaped me in his image.
And I thought that's what I had to do too. It's the fucking magick of the cornerstone. It replicates itself. Jesus creates more Jesuses. It's so obvious if you understand the properties of governing dynamics. As above, so below. Recursive fractal hierarchies. Love is the dominant strategy. And I'm so sorry Vince that I haven't been loving you.
I get a comment on the space helmet once every half hour or so. I'm throwing out the space helmet line at every opportunity, that's basic meme-ing, but occasionally someone digs into the hooter on my head. Like, they may ask if I made it, and I say no, my best friend gave it to me. Sometimes that leads to talking about Mecha Mutant Space Jesus. I see so much potential to advertise the SLS. And that's where I really feel I've done a good job.
A lot of people, active and passive, are here because of me. I thought that was my role here. At the very beginning of the CIA hijinks, I got convinced to be a gatekeeper, which meant writing gibberish comments with hyperlinks to the SLS. That was how the aliens taught me how to make conversion funnels. All my other networking techniques were built with an end goal of causing a massive flood to explode in popularity and then we would have soared in abundance being productive little weirdos in a community. That's the carrot the Illuminati used to push me to work to the max. And I know how widespread my efforts were. Remember when I was making 60+ karma posts about being homeless in Miami Beach? Something was going on. Which is why it hurts when Vince makes me feel like I'm pathetic because I'm kicking life's ass right now. But I digress. I'm not perfect, but I try my best to manifest grand visions into reality. I've made some errors in judgment, but they all led to us being here now, on the precipice of something major.
The goal is not to get celebrity famous. It's to be connected to the right nodes in the network. God is having me maximize my fishing ability. I'm planting seeds. And I'm making myself known. I find the oasis in the desert, and everyone drinks. Mecha Mutant Space Jesus will be the best graphic novel/comic book ever created! Because I know how powerful Vince is. He's magick. I got my abilities, but he has a knack for style. I'm all about content. We need both, but what's for real is that Vince will keep coming up with novel ideas. He will create the next best thing. And I just want to give him the opportunity.
Networking. I got a piece of cardboard with the word fnord on it. It's something. When my phone inevitably dies, I'm going to take a break and try some performance art. Then I'll write in my notebook. I could use that to make an art friend. God dammit I've been trained well. It's time to put up or shut up. I got to bring the SLS to the doorstep of the enterprise that will sponsor us. Fuck yes I have vision!
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I need that in my life. Life is not worth living without it. I thrive on pain. Vince once told me life is an endurance test and you got to see how much you can take. That's so true. So fucking true.
I want to take a moment to thank Vince in a way that will actually mean something. I lived for years thinking he was my handler in the CIA. Then I saw a broken man. My invincible archetype of Mecha Mutant Space Jesus popped a psychosis bubble that reshaped my life. I don't credit him nearly as much as I should. I get so focused on my mission. My mission is to be like him.
My invega shot has given me greater ability to withstand the throes of the synchronicities. I see that I am not an infant struggling to survive. I am a spiritual warrior. And to do that, I spread love as much as I can.
I know I come off as confident online, but I really struggle with anxiety and paranoia. I think everything is a test and I have performance issues. But Vince…Vince taught me the Shrug Life. He showed me how to be like him. I'm not saying I'm a carbon copy, but all the SSS over the years has reshaped me in his image.
And I thought that's what I had to do too. It's the fucking magick of the cornerstone. It replicates itself. Jesus creates more Jesuses. It's so obvious if you understand the properties of governing dynamics. As above, so below. Recursive fractal hierarchies. Love is the dominant strategy. And I'm so sorry Vince that I haven't been loving you.
I get a comment on the space helmet once every half hour or so. I'm throwing out the space helmet line at every opportunity, that's basic meme-ing, but occasionally someone digs into the hooter on my head. Like, they may ask if I made it, and I say no, my best friend gave it to me. Sometimes that leads to talking about Mecha Mutant Space Jesus. I see so much potential to advertise the SLS. And that's where I really feel I've done a good job.
A lot of people, active and passive, are here because of me. I thought that was my role here. At the very beginning of the CIA hijinks, I got convinced to be a gatekeeper, which meant writing gibberish comments with hyperlinks to the SLS. That was how the aliens taught me how to make conversion funnels. All my other networking techniques were built with an end goal of causing a massive flood to explode in popularity and then we would have soared in abundance being productive little weirdos in a community. That's the carrot the Illuminati used to push me to work to the max. And I know how widespread my efforts were. Remember when I was making 60+ karma posts about being homeless in Miami Beach? Something was going on. Which is why it hurts when Vince makes me feel like I'm pathetic because I'm kicking life's ass right now. But I digress. I'm not perfect, but I try my best to manifest grand visions into reality. I've made some errors in judgment, but they all led to us being here now, on the precipice of something major.
The goal is not to get celebrity famous. It's to be connected to the right nodes in the network. God is having me maximize my fishing ability. I'm planting seeds. And I'm making myself known. I find the oasis in the desert, and everyone drinks. Mecha Mutant Space Jesus will be the best graphic novel/comic book ever created! Because I know how powerful Vince is. He's magick. I got my abilities, but he has a knack for style. I'm all about content. We need both, but what's for real is that Vince will keep coming up with novel ideas. He will create the next best thing. And I just want to give him the opportunity.
Networking. I got a piece of cardboard with the word fnord on it. It's something. When my phone inevitably dies, I'm going to take a break and try some performance art. Then I'll write in my notebook. I could use that to make an art friend. God dammit I've been trained well. It's time to put up or shut up. I got to bring the SLS to the doorstep of the enterprise that will sponsor us. Fuck yes I have vision!
2023.06.05 01:15 D4DerpJockey DanganDJ Multiple Endings
In the worst ending, everyone dies in their executions.
In the slightly better ending, after the executions are over, the students are left on their own. Hiiro and Esora leave, someone has to look after Marika and Saori, and the others are furious and helpless. They want revenge, but the game is over. Esora is even more bent on revenge in light of Rei’s death, and Hiiro knows that she’s done all she can do. This is the best outcome. Now all she can do is move on.
In the good ending, Nozomi comes to the rescue. Just as Hiiro finishes explaining that Rika attacked Saori and Marika to get them out of their executions, and that she guaranteed she would not survive her own execution because of it, Junko returns, having been temporarily cast out of Hope’s Pinnacle when Rika first unleashed her firepower.
When Rika struck Saori and Marika, it also struck the monitor Junko was using to broadcast in on. Junko wasn’t happy about Hiiro and Rika’s deceit, but before she could do anything, Nozomi also hacked in. As an Ult. Hope, Nozomi felt compelled to crush Junko, an Ult. Despair. Before she can kill the rest of the students, Towa talks to her, imploring Noa Fukushima to remember who she was.
In the best ending, Nozomi reveals that she didn’t come alone. Lumina Ichihoshi, Chiaki Nanami, and Alter Ego helped her hack in. There were also other humans trying to break into the academy alongside Nozomi and the AIs and those humans were: Unichord, Abyssmare, Masaru Damon, and Shinobu, all riding in on a giant mecha from Masaru.
After Shinobu escaped her execution, she eventually landed in Towa City where Unichord helped her find the likes of Komaru, the survivors of Makoto’s game, the Warriors of Hope, and representatives of the Future Foundation (Abyssmare). They also receive help from Hajime and his survivors thanks to Shinobu’s history with, and similarities to, Chiaki.
Because Lumina was designed to be an Ult. Hope and an Ult. AI, she and Nozomi are able to completely delete the Junko bothering them at Hope’s Pinnacle. The students also declare new Ult. Hopes at this time, all of which were listed in a different post. Esora declares that Rei is her personal Ult. Hope.
Epilog: In time, Hope's Pinnacle is restored and Esoran and Nyochio become the new headmasters. Call of Artemis and LMO transfer from Hope's Peak to become the core 8 staff of the new Hope's Pinnacle with the core 6 units acting as the pilot class. (This occurs after Hajime and crew flee to Jabberwock while Makoto takes over Hope’s Peak).
Every D4 student is able to attend because, with their consciousnesses stored in Pinnacle servers, the only thing they needed were bodies and Esora gave them robots.
Abyssmare is also transferred to Hope's Pinnacle. They were supposed to be some of the first students of the overseas campus until the Tragedy turned the overseas campus into the Future Foundation. Ibuki left the FF in the hands of Abyssmare while she went out trying to find all of her missing unit mates.
In her absence, the FF nearly fell apart as Abyssmare’s endless internal conflicts allowed a shady board of Hope’s Peak representatives to slide in and steal power away from them. That led to the final Killing Game Makoto went through, but once it was over, he was able to rescue Abyssmare and bring them to Japan to help fight the Tragedy there. Now, they are studying how to be proper Ultimate students from their Japanese classmates until the day finally arrives for them to return home to America, when the overseas campus is finally, officially finished. Unichord, meanwhile, is finally old enough to attend Hope’s Pinnacle, having been in the middle school division for most of the DR storyline.
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In the slightly better ending, after the executions are over, the students are left on their own. Hiiro and Esora leave, someone has to look after Marika and Saori, and the others are furious and helpless. They want revenge, but the game is over. Esora is even more bent on revenge in light of Rei’s death, and Hiiro knows that she’s done all she can do. This is the best outcome. Now all she can do is move on.
In the good ending, Nozomi comes to the rescue. Just as Hiiro finishes explaining that Rika attacked Saori and Marika to get them out of their executions, and that she guaranteed she would not survive her own execution because of it, Junko returns, having been temporarily cast out of Hope’s Pinnacle when Rika first unleashed her firepower.
When Rika struck Saori and Marika, it also struck the monitor Junko was using to broadcast in on. Junko wasn’t happy about Hiiro and Rika’s deceit, but before she could do anything, Nozomi also hacked in. As an Ult. Hope, Nozomi felt compelled to crush Junko, an Ult. Despair. Before she can kill the rest of the students, Towa talks to her, imploring Noa Fukushima to remember who she was.
In the best ending, Nozomi reveals that she didn’t come alone. Lumina Ichihoshi, Chiaki Nanami, and Alter Ego helped her hack in. There were also other humans trying to break into the academy alongside Nozomi and the AIs and those humans were: Unichord, Abyssmare, Masaru Damon, and Shinobu, all riding in on a giant mecha from Masaru.
After Shinobu escaped her execution, she eventually landed in Towa City where Unichord helped her find the likes of Komaru, the survivors of Makoto’s game, the Warriors of Hope, and representatives of the Future Foundation (Abyssmare). They also receive help from Hajime and his survivors thanks to Shinobu’s history with, and similarities to, Chiaki.
Because Lumina was designed to be an Ult. Hope and an Ult. AI, she and Nozomi are able to completely delete the Junko bothering them at Hope’s Pinnacle. The students also declare new Ult. Hopes at this time, all of which were listed in a different post. Esora declares that Rei is her personal Ult. Hope.
Epilog: In time, Hope's Pinnacle is restored and Esoran and Nyochio become the new headmasters. Call of Artemis and LMO transfer from Hope's Peak to become the core 8 staff of the new Hope's Pinnacle with the core 6 units acting as the pilot class. (This occurs after Hajime and crew flee to Jabberwock while Makoto takes over Hope’s Peak).
Every D4 student is able to attend because, with their consciousnesses stored in Pinnacle servers, the only thing they needed were bodies and Esora gave them robots.
Abyssmare is also transferred to Hope's Pinnacle. They were supposed to be some of the first students of the overseas campus until the Tragedy turned the overseas campus into the Future Foundation. Ibuki left the FF in the hands of Abyssmare while she went out trying to find all of her missing unit mates.
In her absence, the FF nearly fell apart as Abyssmare’s endless internal conflicts allowed a shady board of Hope’s Peak representatives to slide in and steal power away from them. That led to the final Killing Game Makoto went through, but once it was over, he was able to rescue Abyssmare and bring them to Japan to help fight the Tragedy there. Now, they are studying how to be proper Ultimate students from their Japanese classmates until the day finally arrives for them to return home to America, when the overseas campus is finally, officially finished. Unichord, meanwhile, is finally old enough to attend Hope’s Pinnacle, having been in the middle school division for most of the DR storyline.
2023.06.05 01:15 itiswhatitismidwest 39 [M4F] - Where are all the nerdy curvy/BBW women at?
Obligatory "I'm married", but at this point we're basically just roommates.
I've never been big into sports outside of boxing and MMA, even though I grew up playing football. I am a PC gamer, watch a ton of Netflix, Disney+, and YouTube in my spare time. I'm extremely happy to geek out on Marvel, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, video game lore, and all sorts of other stuff. This also means that I'm almost always near my phone or my computer, which means I'm available to talk most hours of the day assuming I'm awake. I also love to read, but recently I haven't found a series that has really captured my attention recently.
I grew up playing football and boxing, but I have been a bigger guy most of my life. Over the last few year and a half I have been putting more focus on improving my health, both mentally and physically. I’m finally feeling like the old me, but also growing more aware of how lonely life can be when you don't have someone to funnel your time and affection into.
What I'm Looking For:
While I'm not trying to change either of our situations, I also very much do want to change our situations. If we were happy we wouldn't be here, right? I would love to find something long term and I am not even remotely afraid of catching feelings, but I'm also not trying to rush into some sort of relationship either. That being said, when I fall I tend to fall hard. I don't really look for short term because I get bored extremely quickly if there isn't a real connection there, nor am I looking for someone who's mostly happy at home and just wants a little "extra". If you're mostly happy at home and just want "a little something extra", then I'm not the guy for you.
I do not have any set "type" I'm looking for, but I tend to be most attracted to short, thick/curvy/BBW women. If that's not you, that's fine! I'm far more interested in who you are than what you look like. I have no preference on whether or not you have kids - my main concern is that you have time to actually talk every day. I prefer you to be MST/CST/EST, as and that just tends to work out the best since I'm CST.
If you're a PC gamer, great! If not, who cares? Just be fun and somewhat nerdy and we'll figure it out. The only things I ask of you are that you have time to actually get to know someone and use either Discord or Telegram. I don't use snapchat and KiK has shit the bed hard.
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I've never been big into sports outside of boxing and MMA, even though I grew up playing football. I am a PC gamer, watch a ton of Netflix, Disney+, and YouTube in my spare time. I'm extremely happy to geek out on Marvel, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, video game lore, and all sorts of other stuff. This also means that I'm almost always near my phone or my computer, which means I'm available to talk most hours of the day assuming I'm awake. I also love to read, but recently I haven't found a series that has really captured my attention recently.
I grew up playing football and boxing, but I have been a bigger guy most of my life. Over the last few year and a half I have been putting more focus on improving my health, both mentally and physically. I’m finally feeling like the old me, but also growing more aware of how lonely life can be when you don't have someone to funnel your time and affection into.
What I'm Looking For:
While I'm not trying to change either of our situations, I also very much do want to change our situations. If we were happy we wouldn't be here, right? I would love to find something long term and I am not even remotely afraid of catching feelings, but I'm also not trying to rush into some sort of relationship either. That being said, when I fall I tend to fall hard. I don't really look for short term because I get bored extremely quickly if there isn't a real connection there, nor am I looking for someone who's mostly happy at home and just wants a little "extra". If you're mostly happy at home and just want "a little something extra", then I'm not the guy for you.
I do not have any set "type" I'm looking for, but I tend to be most attracted to short, thick/curvy/BBW women. If that's not you, that's fine! I'm far more interested in who you are than what you look like. I have no preference on whether or not you have kids - my main concern is that you have time to actually talk every day. I prefer you to be MST/CST/EST, as and that just tends to work out the best since I'm CST.
If you're a PC gamer, great! If not, who cares? Just be fun and somewhat nerdy and we'll figure it out. The only things I ask of you are that you have time to actually get to know someone and use either Discord or Telegram. I don't use snapchat and KiK has shit the bed hard.
2023.06.05 01:15 Selkcahs Red Deck Wins (RDW) - A Burn/Kuldotha Comprehensive Primer
 | Red Deck Wins (RDW) - A Burn/Kuldotha Comprehensive Primer submitted by Selkcahs to Pauper [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/c1qrmmjy134b1.png?width=381&format=png&auto=webp&s=fe97f85dcc3ec5e493a200175af7920ff7815806 Hi guys, my name is Selkcahs (https://twitter.com/selkcahs) and I’m an Argentinian MTG/MTGO Grinder that has played competitive Magic for the last 10 years and enjoys writing MTG Primers. While i have dabled myself in a multitude of formats, I've been always pulled back to Pauper due to it’s unique qualities and characteristics. I’ve also played a lot of Archetypes but I've had modestly successful results in the competitive scene with the infamous Red Deck Wins (https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/300634#paper). While a great many players see themselves above the simplicity of playing Red Aggro, choosing more complex and colorful options; I've always respected the core idea behind it: finding the faster and most efficient way to kill your opponent. “A harmony of mathematical precision” - The Architect expressing his thoughts about the efficiency of Red Deck Wins. That being said, i think it was about time for me to immerse into what is the most dominant Red Aggro Archetype that has ever been seen in the Format; so I hope you enjoy the reading as much as I've enjoyed the writing. A bit of history first... https://preview.redd.it/yqjlp8z1234b1.png?width=306&format=png&auto=webp&s=a7ab53a48760f5b2937c4cc28fb34d6895a08a33 A long time ago, when extra Mana in the Pool burned you and Combat Damage used the Stack, a man made history and revolutionized the whole idea of Deckbuilding in Magic forever. That man was called Paul Sligh, who made 2nd Place in the Atlanta PTQ in 1996 with a deck that by all standards (old and new) seems lackluster and not suited for competitive play. https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/3858668#paper The deck itself wasn’t fancy at all and it didn’t play the best cards of his time (it even broke the Golden rule in Magic, to not play more than 60 cards), but it did 1 thing particulary well: It curved with Creatures and Spells from Turn 1, which allowed it to maintain the Tempo advantage with early board presence and pressure. This game plan was helped by Red damage spells that served both as Removals to control the board and Burn to damage directly the opponent’s life totals. The results obtained by Paul in the tournament were so impactful in the Magic competitive scene that from that point on the new decks that followed the same game plan were named “Sligh” in honour of the man that started a new era of building and playing Aggro strategies (even if the original deck idea was designed by another famous player, Jay Schneider). While we have come a long road from that 1996 Atlanta PTQ, the core concepts of that first Mono Red Archetype sticked trough almost all formats: efficient and cheap creatures, combined with Burn spells that focused on closing the game as fast as possible, was a perfectly sound plan to achieve victory in the game of Magic. The Red Menace https://preview.redd.it/l8ab9ma9234b1.png?width=292&format=png&auto=webp&s=3f08c5509b657256786bcf14c936a048d42b38d7 Since the beginning of the Pauper format, the Red Aggro Archetype has existed because the best Burn spells in the game are commons (Fireblast, Lightning Bolt, Chain Lightning and all the subsequent and weaker iterations). Despite that, Red Aggro in Pauper historically lacked cheap and efficient creatures to complement their game plan, which meant that it existed as a 2nd Tier deck at most that could only achieve good results sporadically. But that is the past brother, because in the year 2022 Wizards released Double Masters; an expansion focused on reprints that made the fatal mistake of downgrading to common one of the best Red creatures ever printed: She’s beautiful, isn’t she? The moment Monastery was legal on Pauper the entire metagame warped around it, classic Burn decks started playing very similarly to their Legacy counterpart thanks to now having an efficient and hard-to-answer creature. In a few weeks, the format gave birth to a new iteration of Red Aggro called Hot Dogs; which used Monastery, Kiln Fiend and Festival Crasher; paired with various cheap and “free” spells, to deliver One Turn Kills before Turn 4. - Hot Dogs: https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/5058490#paper When the meta adapted and started efficiently countering the fragile game plan of deploying few early creatures and going all-in for the OTK, Red Mages commited themselves to explore other nefarious ways to abuse their new Prowess girlfriend until someone hit the jackpot when he realized that a combination of Red/Colorless Artifacts allowed you to play Kuldotha Rebirth in a Red Aggro shell with few concessions thanks to cards like Great Furnace, Chromatic Star, Implement of Combustion and Experimental Synthetizer. The most important of those Artifact cards was Synthethizer because it provided something that was unkown to most Burn players until then: Card Advantage. Since that first Sligh deck, Monored has caracterized itself for being all about the Tempo advantage, trading at most 1 for 1 while abusing the early game pressure to nullify the extra cards that your opponent would have in hand until you managed to kill them. With the adition of Synthetizer players started searching other Red cards that provided some sort of Card Advantage when they realized that effects like Reckless Impulse were essentially “Draw 2 cards” when you have that many cheap spells that can be easily deployed during the course of 2 Turns. And thus, the abomination was given birth: - Kuldotha Red: https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/5094195#paper When the deck was in its apogee, Wizards decided it was a good idea to print another Reckless Impulse; this time named Wrenn’s Resolve. This meant that while Kuldotha continued as a perfectly consistent game plan, Red Decks now had enough card advantage to not even need to play the board with small creatures and focus on more Burn Spells and “Ping” creatures that, if left unanswered, will usually mean a swift and violent death. - Mono Red Burn: https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/5626897#online The Primer itself Okay, this storytelling until now has been nice and fun, but i promised you a Primer (which usually means an explanation in depth of the Archetype itself) and so i shall deliver: - The Rations https://preview.redd.it/v6u6islg234b1.png?width=576&format=png&auto=webp&s=b1c7bdab8de4144d9a4c64e441f9ea02fae1f540 Yeah you guessed it, we will be playing the best lands a Red Aggro deck can wish for: untapped Basic Mountains. While the most important thing about that beautiful Red mana generator is that it comes Untapped, the Mountain Type is extremely important whenever you are playing cards like Fireblast or Lava Dart. In adittion to those, we also have some more interesting options at our disposal for different purposes:
- The Troops https://preview.redd.it/uqodj32m234b1.png?width=576&format=png&auto=webp&s=9bbbb2bb0f2378f004316c2b8dc5b8675f462f58 As we already discussed, a fundamental part of RDW is having efficient creatures to put pressure in the early game, and this are the best options avalaible right now:
- The Guns https://preview.redd.it/g7ueg5go234b1.png?width=576&format=png&auto=webp&s=ab14856d22b9c98071ae03d4bdcc750a9f5b5544 One fundamental component of Red Aggro is playing cards that deal direct damage to the opponent, to their creatures or both; here are the best options in today’s Pauper:
- The Ammo https://preview.redd.it/543ymqgq234b1.png?width=576&format=png&auto=webp&s=bae5401eaef1bdba7f21cd988bb362ed3908a34b While for classic Burn players the adittion of non-land cards that don’t efficiently deal direct damage or inmediatly increase the board presence may seem strange, they are the sole reason why Burn stopped being a Tier 2/3 deck and become the undisputed master of the format.
- The Garrison https://preview.redd.it/0tv0hldt234b1.png?width=576&format=png&auto=webp&s=4c4448c2a93da17b3f04d439941c84898d47e05f Sometimes people don’t like being burned to death, so they will try to employ strategies to prevent us from doing that; and while when choosing between only Red card our Sideboaes options may seem limited, we have more than enough tools against most decks in the format.
- The Battle Plan Von Moltke after he casted 3 Lightning Bolts to the face and the opponent responded with a Weather the Storm. “A game plan for Burn? Isn’t as easy as just targeting all our spells to the opponent’s face while we swing with our creatures?” Oh my sweet summer child, you couldn’t be more wrong. While Aggro decks in general (specially Red ones) have a straightforward strategy of killing the opponent as fast as possible, and sometimes you will encounter yourself with “automatic” hands were the road to victory is extremely clear; this also means that the slightest mistake can put you in a position where you lack the resources needed to close the game. Countless games of Magic have been lost because the opponent stayed at 1 life away of lethal only for you to realize that you missed that 1 point of damage in a seemingly unimportant missplay some turns before. So the central point is: you will probably have to take a lot less decisions when playing Red Aggro than other more “complicated” Archetypes, so you better think things through really well because having few decisions means that the smallest innacuracy will often have dire consequences. … “Okay, okay, Got it. Just don’t fuck up and point everything to the face then?” Wrong again, probably the worst play Monored can do today is Turn 1: Mountain, Bolt to the face. While more classic iterations of the Archetype focus on incinerating the opponent’s life total as fast as possible, we have learnt better. While Red Aggro’s goal is to maximize the damage dealt to the opponent, usually the most efficient way to do this is by sticking a few good Threats into the board and using our damage spells to control it and consistently deal damage over time; a plan that is helped by our newfound access to Card Advantage that will keep Creatures and Burn spells flowing turn after turn. Thus, we will only point our Bolts directly to the face when they will allow us to close the game in the immeadiate future. While in the 2 current iterations of RDW we will see a propensity of Kuldotha caring more on maintaining board control and Ping Burn more focused on burning directly the opponent, neither of this decks can afford to mindlessly waste their Bolts. … “So you mean that i have to THINK when playing Monored?” Sadly yes, besides the nut draw where you will win the match effortlessly you will need to find the right balance between board development, card advantage and burning the fuck out of your opponent’s creatures/life points. Playing correctly will usually allows us to neutralize the few ways our adversary has to counter us:
Burn samples: https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/5654255#paper https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/5654242#paper Kuldotha samples: https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/5654243#paper https://www.mtggoldfish.com/deck/5641081#paper Conclusion https://preview.redd.it/xgfo9902334b1.png?width=480&format=png&auto=webp&s=78d986da2f9bacfbf934ff4d0f7457f095410536 Okay, that’s been a long one for me and i hope that everyone that read it had a good time. As of June 2023, and since the release of the Lady in Red in June 2022, we have experienced an undisputed dominance of the different variants of Red Deck Wins that shaped the format around it; basically, if you are playing a deck that is too slow to withstand an early Monastery/Kuldotha opening you are setting yourself up for a rough time in Pauper. This have forced the players to choose between 3 main option if they decide to play the format competitively:
If you enjoyed the reading be sure to check my other Primers: https://www.reddit.com/Paupecomments/w5td9k/faeries_primer_a_comprehensive_guide/ https://www.reddit.com/Paupecomments/wxzd8e/uw_cawgate_prime I also have a Patreon that, while mainly focused on the UW Caw-Gate Archetype right now, provides anything related to the Pauper format; including decks discussion, metagame analysis and coaching services. |
2023.06.05 01:14 Dracaryss420 Lump on cat throat.
My cat has a lump her neck. It’s on the left side of her face and spreads down to the bottom of her neck. There’s also a bloody spot under her neck and It all appeared basically overnight and feels similar to a pimple in that it feels like there a liquid underneath, like its a growth. Anyone know what it could be or how serious? I want to bring her to the vet but all vets near me are closed right now, including emergency vet. I’ll bring her first thing tomorrow but I’m just very curious.
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2023.06.05 01:14 throwfaraway212718 Should I feel worse than I did?
My dog(50 lb lab on leash reactivity; can be overly protective of me due to an abusive ex partner) and I are house sitting for my mother, and the weather has been beautiful. My mother has a neighbor directly across the yard (no fences) that is literally NEVER outside; to the point where some neighbors have knocked or had welfare checks done. Because of this, whenever we visit, and I thoroughly check to make that there are no other ppl that she doesn’t know or animals, and I let her lap the property when she has the zoomies.
Before anyone asks, my girl has excellent recall, otherwise I would never let her off leash outdoors. Anyway, we were sitting on the deck when out of nowhere, the lady across the yard appears. At this point, my dog was asleep. The woman started yelling across the yard (it’s a very short distance), which startled my dog awake. When she woke, she noticed the woman yelling and hunched over, so before I could grab her or have time to react, she ran off of the deck, barking at the neighbor and moving closer to her (not running, but, admittedly, her bark is no joke).
I then recalled my dog and gave her the “quiet” command, both of which she responded to immediately. As soon as she reached me (less than 10ft at this point, as I was going towards her), she heeled and i held onto her collar just in case). What I need to ask is about what happened next. This whole time, my neighbor had been screaming at the top of her lungs, and hiding behind patio furniture. Let me be clear when I say that my dog neither got anywhere near her, nor would she harm someone without provocation (but she will scare the %#?! out of you). I immediately put my dog inside, and came back out to sincerely apologize for the incident, and to try and explain.
My neighbor proceeded to put on a performance that would’ve made Scarlett O’Hara jealous, and ended by telling me that I “should feel much worse than I appear to.”
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not underestimating the situation, and fully recognized that she is, apparently, scared of dogs; but no one got hurt, my dog recalled the second I gave the command. Exactly how bad am I supposed to feel here? Was I supposed to grovel, or…?
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Before anyone asks, my girl has excellent recall, otherwise I would never let her off leash outdoors. Anyway, we were sitting on the deck when out of nowhere, the lady across the yard appears. At this point, my dog was asleep. The woman started yelling across the yard (it’s a very short distance), which startled my dog awake. When she woke, she noticed the woman yelling and hunched over, so before I could grab her or have time to react, she ran off of the deck, barking at the neighbor and moving closer to her (not running, but, admittedly, her bark is no joke).
I then recalled my dog and gave her the “quiet” command, both of which she responded to immediately. As soon as she reached me (less than 10ft at this point, as I was going towards her), she heeled and i held onto her collar just in case). What I need to ask is about what happened next. This whole time, my neighbor had been screaming at the top of her lungs, and hiding behind patio furniture. Let me be clear when I say that my dog neither got anywhere near her, nor would she harm someone without provocation (but she will scare the %#?! out of you). I immediately put my dog inside, and came back out to sincerely apologize for the incident, and to try and explain.
My neighbor proceeded to put on a performance that would’ve made Scarlett O’Hara jealous, and ended by telling me that I “should feel much worse than I appear to.”
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not underestimating the situation, and fully recognized that she is, apparently, scared of dogs; but no one got hurt, my dog recalled the second I gave the command. Exactly how bad am I supposed to feel here? Was I supposed to grovel, or…?
2023.06.05 01:14 symean Reporting on Future Memorized Transactions
We have a lot of memorized journals set up because we have clients pay for services a year in advance, which we then move from a Liability account to Income account every month.
This works but we are trying to construct a forecast report that includes those expected journals. To this we would add what's in the pipeline and what is on open sales orders we expect to invoice (no problems with those pieces of the puzzle).
I cannot for the life of me figure out how to report on anything other than the very next expected memorized transaction, as 'next date' is an available field. So we can forecast current and next month, but not beyond that.
I thought a SuiteAnalytics Dataset would for sure allow me to drill through to this, but again all I can see there is the next date, and all past transactions. I suppose it's possible to come up with a formula that uses the NEXT DATE, REPEAT EVERY and NUMBER REMAINING fields, but I was hoping all future dates would be stored somewhere?
Has anyone managed to get this working, or should I start looking at constructing that formula...
Cheers :)
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This works but we are trying to construct a forecast report that includes those expected journals. To this we would add what's in the pipeline and what is on open sales orders we expect to invoice (no problems with those pieces of the puzzle).
I cannot for the life of me figure out how to report on anything other than the very next expected memorized transaction, as 'next date' is an available field. So we can forecast current and next month, but not beyond that.
I thought a SuiteAnalytics Dataset would for sure allow me to drill through to this, but again all I can see there is the next date, and all past transactions. I suppose it's possible to come up with a formula that uses the NEXT DATE, REPEAT EVERY and NUMBER REMAINING fields, but I was hoping all future dates would be stored somewhere?
Has anyone managed to get this working, or should I start looking at constructing that formula...
Cheers :)