Hi 👋! I posted back in November (can’t manage to link right now but it’s on my page) and figured an update was in order.
Long story short: a few days after my post I had a mental break down, got diagnosed with severe stress reaction (whatever that means) got sick leave for the rest of my pregnancy, and the doctors realized I needed to regulate my antidepressants because of my pregnancy. My increased blood volume diluted the medicine and I was in withdrawal, and I started to feel better when the dose was raised. Husband had a semi breakdown short after this. He cried in my arms for an evening, spoke to his boss and workplace, and made arrangements to cut down a little on work time. My daughter arrived at the end of January, and it felt like all the sadness, worry and anxiety left me with the final push, and when I held her for the first time it was like the sun rose again after half a year of night time. Everything suddenly fell back into place and made sense again. She is absolutely perfect, strong and healthy and I’m over the moon! After daughter was born husband started counseling, right now it’s only through phone once a month but it’s a start.
Most of all, I want to thank you all for being there during a tough time. Your comments, messages, advice and kind words meant so much to me, more than I can possibly express. I wasn’t able to respond to much at all, as I was too exhausted and overwhelmed to express myself in words, and English isn’t my first language. But I just want to say thank you to everyone! The kindness, understanding and solidarity in this sub is really something else! Thank you guys. I really mean it ❤️

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A few months ago I got a terrible callous on my foot that became infected and I had to have a section of the skin on my foot surgically removed. I’ve been walking with a limp for a while now and will need to do so for a month longer while it heals.
I can be awkward and a bit too much because of childhood trauma, an unstable self-image, and low self-esteem. In a nutshell, socializing can be hard for me. It doesn’t help that I look and dress in a fairly intimidating manner too.
Now that I have this limp though people are overtly friendly, helpful, and outgoing towards me. Some of the “tough guys” still try to shit check me on the sidewalk, but when they see the limp they float away like mosquitos to repellant.
I’ve noticed that women like it too. Like, they smirk and look at me like I’m a spectacle, and I’m not evening hamming it up (that much).
Anyways, I just wanted to share that having a minor disability like this is amazing. It has freed me from the grasp of an oppressive and stifled social fabric and has made life lighter and more fun.
Once my foot heals I’m thinking about just wearing a walking cast or using crutches so as to preserve this wonderful sympathy bubble of protection the universe has so graciously bestowed upon me.

Did anyone else struggle with the baby's fate? I was bawling. That poor little soul. I know were are supposed to view the baby as disgusting, but I became attached to it over the course of the movie, which made the ending a total punch in the gut.
I will watch this movie again, but will definitely be skipping the last 10 minutes. I also struggled with the scene where the baby was sick and Henry kept trying to leave the room. Those little sniffling sounds it made were so heartbreaking.
That thing was INNOCENT 😭 A helpless little creature imprisoned on a table for its short, miserable existence. Maybe we were supposed to feel sympathy for the parents, but I only cared about the baby. Its selfish asshole parents didn't even bother comforting it when it was crying.
Imagine living that kind of life. And then being butchered by your own father. JFC. I wish I could have saved it, or at least shown it some love before it died.

My last post went over surprisingly well, that said you should check out my new subreddit Talesofzippy for more content, because I'm definitely going to posting in more places around reddit and I'll be cross posting them in the tales sub for more people to enjoy!
With that, I don't remember any good stories about Zippy, but the place I work at is fucking filled with loonies, so tonight I'm going to introduce you to Katniss.
Katniss is about 63, tiny, and absolutely loved to talk about how good her guns are, even if she can't shoot or generally understand how they work. She tried to tell me that her Girsan was a high quality gun because the barrel is pinned in place.
I'm a competitive shooter, I grew up shooting and learning about guns.
When a pistol fires a round, a floating barrel will be pointed at an upward angle at the end of the stroke, while a pinned barrel doesn't. The floating barrel doesn't effect accuracy in any meaningful way because it is held in place by several seers, and doesn't begin to move until well after the bullet is out of the gun.
I tried to explain that, she didn't listen. She also can't shoot. Katniss.
She also wears boomer shirts about "snowflakes" and shares memes about the good old days when you could say whatever you want and be offensive.
This gets funny later.
Katniss and I worked together running gas pumps, and we generally got along great, in fact for a year I considered her to be a friend.
And then my dad killed himself.
I got the call at work and got a ride home as quickly as possible. Katniss was on shift with me and Yawn, who is the most chill person you can imagine.
They were incredible, Katniss broke into my apartment (at my request) and took my shotgun for safe keeping. She also took my keys and made me wait for a family friend to pick me up.
I called the night manager and told him I was going home and why, He offered me a ride.
I came into work three days later and stuck my head into my boss (Elk Daddy's) office. He simply said "how long do you need?"
"Two weeks."
"Okay."
I mention this because Anything less than this is a cancerous work environment. If a manager tries to negotiate with you when you've experienced a true tragedy, they're not a manager, they're a slave driver.
I had severe PTSD, nightmares, the whole shabang, for months I would stand at the desk and hear my mom's voice telling me my dad was dead, the first night back at work I witnessed some dumb janitorial drama (not zippy) and I started smelling the sickly sweet smell of human brain before I ran home and had my first panic attack.
(I'll tell the story of Elk Daddy, and make good on a promise I made my dad as a bonus at the end.)
Six months passed, my PTSD wasn't even beginning to heal, and she pulled me aside.
"Okay. It's time to stop now."
"Stop what?"
"This, you're in a rut, and you need to get out of it. It's high time you moved on and stopped being sad and moved on. See my sister was in a car accident and went into a coma when I was about 20, and I had a dream about her getting up and walking out of her hospital room and saying "it's about fucking time." The next day her heart gave out and she finally died. It was this freeing thing for me, because I felt like she was finally free of the broken body and the pain."
"Katniss I just don't feel like I'm... There yet. I'm still hurting, and I really don't feel like I'm ready to let him go. Things aren't that easy."
She didn't like that answer.
At the time I just felt broken, and just laid there and took it, but today I'm genuinely angry about it.
I was hurt, and now that I've rebuilt myself I realized how truly broken I was as a person.
She had no right to say anything to me about how it was time to stop. I'm still healing four years on.
That was when we stopped being friends.
Last year I was going through stickers for our local pride, the second one our community has ever had! I had come out as bi the year before, and had a side project that had grown large enough to have a booth at the local event. I was showing off some cool and funny stickers to Yawn, another cashier.
Yawn is great, he has no blood pressure, everything is just really cool and chill, and he really just wanted to be friends with everyone.
Genuinely nice person. I always get him a Christmas gift and he's always grateful, no matter what it is.
I turned around and handed a sticker to Katniss that said "be gay, do crime" with a little picture of a fabulous criminal goose on it.
She took one look at it and just went "No" rather forcefully, so I just backed off and moved on.
The next day my boss, Elk Daddy, calls me over.
"Op, you handed Katniss a sticker yesterday, and I just want to tell you. Stop talking to her. Please. For me."
"She really complained about that?"
"No, she threatened to go to HR because you "assumed her orientation" and tried to give her a sticker."
It is at this point that I'd like to add that Elk Daddy is gay. Like... Really gay. Him and his husband both donate their time and money to pride, and have been instrumental in making it happen. They are the gay uncles that stepped up to be dads for their nephews when Elk Daddy's brother couldn't.
He knows Katniss, and both of us know her HUSBAND.
So. We didn't talk outside of necessary conversations, and haven't really said anything to each other for any reason.... Until I transferred to my current department and ran out of pens.
I walked over to the cashier desk "hey Katniss, can I get a handful of pens? I ran out."
"I gave three to morning shift last night, what happened to those?"
"I don't know, and it doesn't matter, can I get some?"
Yawn walked over to the drawer where we keep the pens and opened it, while Katniss sighs and opens up her drawer and drops a pen on the counter.
"Come on Katniss, I need more than that."
"I don't have that many pens, they're not giving them to us, here, this is all I have."
She angrily throws down two more pins on the counter as Yawn retrieves an entire box of pens from the drawer and begins walking over. She sees him and motions for him to stop."
"Don't fucking bullshit me Katniss, I see Yawn with the box. Just give me some pens."
She drops six more down on the counter, I take them and walk off. "Thank you."
Ten minutes later she comes over to the deli and slams a box of pens down on the counter for me
"Don't ask me for pens again."
"Wouldn't have it any other way."
She then told the MOD that I cussed her out. I told my side, and several people in the management chain pointed out that she wore tee shirts under her uniform that said more offensive things, one of them even saying "don't fucking bullshit me."
She is no longer allowed to wear her tee shirts.
She's also had it pointed out to her that she says "don't fucking bullshit me" all the time, and management has gently reminded her that she should not swear.
A few weeks ago she very dejectedly told me that she was done trying to help people, and I had to bite back a "good, we don't need it."
And here we are... End of another post about the weird boomers I work with.
BONUS STORIES!
As for Elk Daddy.
My boss has only ever taken his husband out hunting one time. When they did, they ended up trekking across the country on deer trails and through the brush. After 12 hours of being dragged through the brush and not shooting anything, his husband said something to the effect of "I hate this. I can't keep up with you and you just disappear all the goddamn time." He took my boss's phone, logged in, and yells "in fact HEY SIRI, FROM NOW ON CALL ME ELK DADDY."
nickname earned. He has it monogramed on his wallet.
And finally, my dad, who was another Boomer, used to love taking me out camping.
He was an electrical engineer, and was most certainly on the spectrum. He was brilliant in his own way, but absolutely unhinged when it came to teaching things.
A lecture from my dad could cover cleaning the stove (with diagrams on proper wiping techniques) to the finer points of building and firing a nuclear weapon. (With math included. No mercy.)
He tried to teach me calculus when I was six. It didn't work.
Anyway, on this particular camping trip he pulled me aside and said "op, I want you to make me a fire using nothing but two sticks, your knife, a match and the chainsaw"
Now. I knew where he was coming from, he wanted me to make a fuzz stick. I knew because he had only brought up the topic of making a fuzz stick every night for the past three days of camping. He then very helpfully added "and the chainsaw is a distraction."
Uh huh. Okay dad.
I Start cutting up the wood and making a teepee fire, and I hear a little "hmph" I look up and I see the smile. The grin he used to get as he started planning one of his little lectures. He was picking out the right words, deciding if he needed to demonstrate or just use a pen and paper.
I then opened up the gas tank on the chainsaw, dumped in a tablespoon of gas, lit the match and "whoof"
Fire.
Then the argument began.
"I said you couldn't use gas!"
"You said I could use the chainsaw, that includes the gas tank!"
"The chainsaw was a distraction!"
"Still gave it to me!"
"You cheated!!!"
"How?"
Long pause.
"I won, admit it. I beat you in a way you didn't expect. You will never live this down. I'll tell this story at your funeral!"
And I did. Three years later I tore up my hastily scribbled notes and told a group of the friends, neighbors and coworkers that he knew and loved about the time I finally beat him. We laughed.
I think he'd be proud, and a little indignant.
I miss you dad.

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I'm a DIY psychic. I've had many dreams that came true. In one dream I literally flew out of my body and over my house and neighborhood like a bird. I saw exactly where this hidden lake was that I thought was much farther away. I was shocked to see how close it really was. When I woke up and looked at a map, the lake was exactly where I dreampt it was. I actually couldn't believe I didn't know it was there.
A lot of paranormal things were happening in my house at the time. Id hear knocking, people calling my name, someone walking in my hallway and cabinets slamming at night when I was in bed. I would dream of this stocky older lady with short red hair, a man in 50's style mechanics clothes and a little black dog that would bite my leg. In some dreams they were attacking me. In another the lady told me her name, showed me the old layout of my house, opened a back door that was no longer there, waved her arm to the outside and said "my whole family lived here." It didn't make sense her whole extended family would live in the tiny house I was in so I didn't understand what she meant. I later learned from neighbors that two brothers built the neighborhood and a whole extended family lived there.
Im not good at getting information when Im awake, but have been working on it and am getting better. I don't make decisions based on psychic impressions and don't go to other psychics. I don't announce or try to sell my abilities. I think people should be skeptical. Claiming to be psychic for money is a scam thats as old as the hills. I do think there are reputable psychics. Even good psychics make bad calls, and I had one gjve me very bad advice that had very bad consequences. I dont think people should depend on psychics and think people should work on meditating with intention of connecting spirit guides instead.
I think that unless you know you are a very accurate medium, like see clearly see dead people when awake, which some can do, you should not charge people money for your service. I also don't understand why some mediums charge $500-700 an hour claiming "God gave me a gift to help people." If you are serious about helping people, charge reasonable rates, otherwise you are only helping rich people and hurting poor ones. I dont care how famous you are. God didn't give you a gift to be greedy.
I have had a lot of experience with tarot cards and other oracles, especially the I Ching. Ive seen the same exact hexagrams happen multiple times in a row, which would be impossible according to probability, yet it happened quite often. I used the I Ching for many years before I realized that I wasn't necessarily talking to spirits of the light.
I think people should know that both good and negative spirits can speak through oracles. I don't actually believe its possible to have an accurate tarot card reading with real cards, but have had some pretty accurate readings with a tarot app on my phone. I think AI and technology has a lot of potential, but people should always make a sacred space first by surrounding themselves in white light and take oracle readings with a grain of salt. I won't pay for a tarot reading and do not think reading tarot cards is the same as having psychic ability. People should save their money and get a tarot app. People shouldn't rely on cards oracles for messages from spirit as they are highly unrealiable.
I used a pendulum to speak to the spirits living in my house. They told me there were 4 of them, the 3 I saw in dreams and a little girl. I and asked them if they would like help crossing over. Through the pendulum they told me they would. So I told them to pray to Christ to help them, and I would do the same. I prayed Christ would come and help them cross over and that was it. No more activity. Its been years. They have not come back.
Unfortunately, I invited a demon into my home with the same pendulum. Ive heard its like a beacon of light that goes out and can literally attract anything from anywhere. I was experiencing several hardships at once and like many people seeking psychics, became desperate for answers and started trying to use the pendulum to tell me what to do about them. I invited a demon into my house in the process. This ended up being a great learning experience, as all things in life. I have gotten very good at clearing my home as a result. The thing about demons is like to come back, especially if youve become aware of them and pay attention to them, and especially if you keep inviting them with oracles. A pendulum is as bad as a ouija board, which is why I wont use them anymore.
After that I kept getting harrassed by the same demon in the middle of the night. I had a roof leak in that house that I kept trying to fix on my own for years and had all this trauma and anger around a roofer who ripped me off and did more damage. I did eventually get it fixed but then one day I heard it again, the same "drip, drip, drip" in the same exact spot. I started flipping out because I just paid 10k on a brand new roof. I got up, and nothing was wet. I looked outside and there was no rain. This happened many times but usually stopped when I started looking for it. I realized it was a negative entity and the next time it happened I did white meditation and it immediately stopped. One night I was literally chasing it around the house and was dripping in different locations. I imagined white light and literally heard it squealing like a rat in distress. I was wide awake. I couldn't make this up.
I believe negative non-human entities are like a spiritual virus. They are simply negative energy that is sentient. Like viruses, some are stronger than others. But it needs attention and negative emotions to thrive, which is why you shouldn't be scared or give it attention. The visuals or sounds they can show are an attempt to get a fear response/negative energy to feed on. I think anyone can clear their own home and get rid of negative attachments the same way. Every AM and PM you take a minute to meditate that you are surrounded wit white light and pray for protection.
I clear my house like this: I do the white light meditation as mentioned above. I pray for protection and imagine a white sheet of light coming up from the foundation/basement all the way through the roof. When the white sheet of light gets to my roof, I imagine closing bringing the corners together and hand it off to Christ. I did this many times with the human entities and it worked for awhile but they would come back. I realized they were just outside and came back in when the protection wore off. I had to help them cross over for the "haunting" to stop. Demons take maintenance. Theyre like an infection that keeps coming back. You may have to meditate every night and clear your home once a month. Also know this: there is nothing in a demon to have compassion for. They are made from murderous intention and are never your friend. They also only have power over you if you let them.
If want to connect with spirit, its best to do so by opening your mind through meditation. One thing I am learning is that its not that easy for spirits of a high vibration to come down to earths vibration, so I have to take a minute to raise my vibration and protect myself. Prayer never hurts and often helps and suddenly you can find the energy to go on.
All this may sound totally crazy to skeptics, especially athiests, but if you live in a haunted house, you cant deny the existence of life beyond death. Its also a terrifying drag, especially when they won't let you sleep and give you nightmares. But it can ve a learning experience. Look at me. I could start charging to do exorcisms, but why? I just told you how. DIY your own exorcism. You don't need me. Many people have had similar experiences. This is not the first haunted home Ive lived in or my only spiritual encounters. This would be very long if I wrote them all. I have seen other spirits with my naked eye while awake. Its just very rare. Some people say they see spirits all the time and I believe them. We do live beyond these lives. Some can talk to the dead. The dead will come looking for those people because believe it or not, it sucks to be stuck on earth without a body even more than seeing a dead persons spirit.
Im saying all this with no ulterior motive. I have nothing to sell. I just ask that people have an open mind. The spirit world is incredibly fascinating. I agree that people should be skeptic of psychics. They should not spend their only paycheck on one. I think they can be great at connecting with a loved one who has passed on. But I also think the reason most of my abilities happen when Im asleep is because that is a time where spirits can reach us. I think if you see a loved one who has passed ina dream and it seems real, it is. A loved may already have visited you. If you meditate and raise your vibration, something may come through. If you believe its possible to speak to a loved one who is passed then you know you will see them again.
Life can be very hard. Sometimes we are desperate for answers. Thats when we are vulnerable and can be taken advantage of. In trying to find answers we can let something in that we don't know how to get rid of. I don't think there is really anything or anyone outside of you that knows better what to do with your life than you. Life is meant to be a mystery. We walk this earth blind, deaf and dumb about where we come from and where we return. The world can be harsh. It may seem hard to believe that beyond the physical and emotional pain of life is freedom from pain and Love. I believe many NDErs who come back with a similar message. I am suspicious of people who claim to have been given their lives back only to charge others $1000 and hour. Thats just exploitative. Dont ever pay anyone that much money! You should be suspicious of anyone who charges that much.
I think you should be your own DIY psychic. Just take everything with a grain of salt. We arent meant to know everything. The only truth is Love.

The story begins in 1968 on one of the deepest freshwater lakes, crater lake in Washington state. Marc a 23 year old explorer, loved camping fishing just getting away from it all. Marc grew up in a smaller town Moses Lake Washington. Its located off the interstate in between Spokane and Seattle Washington, Marc decided he wanted to go explore the crater Lake area only telling his mother and father where he was headed. “Expect me back in a week” Marc said bags packed loaded into his 2015 ford explorer.
He pulled out of the driveway waving goodbye to his mother. Little did they know this was the last time they would see eachother due to the events about to unfold. Marc jammed his favorite tunes the whole 3 hour trip to crater lake. He was there found his campsite right away, nobody was within a 300 yards of his secluded little spot. He unpacked put up his tent and was ready for a hike.
It was 330 in the afternoon on day 1 of his little vacation. When he took off on a steep rugged trail that made its way around the lake. Marc never was one to stay on the beaten path as he liked to explore and go places not many others have ever gone. After getting his fill of sights and feeling exhausted and hungry. Marc decided it was time to make his way back to camp. He made dinner drank a few beers that he enjoyed while camping and turned in for the night.
It was a quiet night and Marc found himself fast asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, The next morning Marc was up early made some breakfast and packed a lunch for the long eventful day ahead. His plan being to go off the beaten path again and find some little streams to fish along the way. Marc hiked about 3-4 hours off the main trail and found a beautiful crystal clear brook with rapids flowing into some deeper holes.
Perfect for catching brook trout and that he did. using a panther Martin black with yellow dots and a silver spoon to mimic baitfish and it was the color that was always his go to. It wasn’t but his second cast and a nice 1lb brookie nailed his spinner and put up a little fight before Marc landed it and immediately gutted it and stored it away. Brook trout are one of best eating trout. Marc continued to climb up the stream to higher elevations hitting hole after home along the way.
The day went by quick as it was nearing dusk and Marc had caught 12 nice sized brook trout and a couple little cutthroat as well. Plenty to make a good 3 meals out of. Geared with only a flashlight and his pack fishing pole and fish cleaning supplies Marc made his way of what he thought was the way back out towards his camp.
Checking his watch on his phone Marc seen it was 11pm pitch black dark out now and he realized he had been walking long enough that he shoulda recognized some landmarks or where he had made his way in, but he didn’t recognize anything and with it being dark out he was even more lost.
Without panicking Marc decided to set up a little camp where he was. under some big pine trees surrounding the whole area next to another little stream that he stumbled into. Giant boulders made for a nice cover to keep himself tucked away in case any large animals might have passed by looking for a meal. Marc was aware he was in bear country as well as cougar and wolves.
Unable to catch any sleep Marc sat and built a little campfire cooked a few trout ate them and kept the fire stoked until the sun started peeking up over the mountains at around 445 am. As soon as he was ready to get back on track Marc looked around and realized where he was or so he thought. The little stream forked off and hooked around making a horseshoe type shape exactly like the one he had seen on his way in yesterday afternoon.
Marc now excited and in a hurry quickly hiked through the brush mixed in with pine trees away from the streams until he could no longer hear the flow of them. After walking a hood 3 hours Marc was starting to get frustrated that nothing was looking familiar to him again. It was now early afternoon and Marc knew he was lost the terrain looked all so similar and he had ventured actually two times as far away from his original camp.
Unaware of this Marc made his way to another stream and decided to follow it down the mountain hoping it would lead into a lake or maybe crater lake where he was camping. Marc hiked and jogged and was just enjoying the scenery when he stumbled upon an old looking cabin. The trees were really big blocking out most all the light from the sun here and even at about 5pm it seemed like it was getting dark.
Marc was feeling wore down he had hiked close to 35 miles the past two days trying to find his way back out. He decided to go check if the cabin was inhabited he went up yjj ok the door knocked three of four times. But nobody answered. So after about 10 minutes of waiting marc decided to peer into the window and could see some old handmade furniture a wood stove and a few other miscellaneous items on the floor.
It looked like nobody had been here for years like it was an old secret hunting cabin back in the woods that only a few if any people knew about. Marc noticed a little homemade sign on the wall that read lakeshore cabin #41. He tried the door assuming it was locked but it was not. So he went in as the night was creeping in fast. He gathered some wood put in the wood stove cooked up some more trout and was exhausted from no sleep the night before .
Marc used his pack as a pillow curled up in the corner of the living room by the wood stove and was gone into dreamland before he knew it. Marc’s phone battery was in the red line when he had woken up only 18% left. So he decided to write in his phone notes just in case something were to happen to him or he didn’t make it back out. As he was doing this and finishing up he felt like he was being watched. Just had an eerie unsettling feeling of an evil presence nearby.
This gave Marc anxiety so after noting all this in his phone he turned it off to then save energy. His last few words on his phone when it was discovered two years after a missing persons report was filed said im actually feeling scared like I gotta leave now so I’m going to leave the cabin and head west as far as I can before next nightfall. I love you mom and dad and I hope I see you guys soon.
This was the last anyone ever heard of Marc when his phone was found busted up 25 miles away from crater lake under a group of smaller pine trees. No foul play was discovered and not one sign of Marc or his belongings were ever found to this day. Some say he stumbled into a haunted cabin and something evil took him never to be seen again. Others say he just got lost and ran outta food and water and eventually had succumbed to dehydration and the animals cleaned him up. But no bones, pieces of clothing anything was ever found.
Marc’s parents were able to gather his original tent and camping supplies as that had not been messed with up by crater lake. What do you think happened to Marc? Was he abducted, torn to pieces by animals, something paranormal in those woods got him? Another unsolved missing person in the woods story. Where do these people go? What is happening to them?

Hi there, So I have this issue with my new Legion 5 16IRX9 that I've been searching all over but haven't found a proper solution. So basically, when I plug in my USB headset, not every time I use the laptop, it's rare, does a crackling sound on everything. Spotify, games, meetings for work, YouTube etc. Sound from the laptop, jack and hdmi screen, work fine. Also, sometimes what happens is that bc this is so intense, every single usb port gets disabled, including the laptop keyboard. I've contacted yesterday the Premium Care because everything I did, (updating drivers, changing some, BIOS update and many more) have kind of fixed the issue but it basically made this more rare, that's all. Has anyone dealt with the same thing?

I started practicing Fast Aerials and it worked very well for a while (at the moment i tend to do the moron-backflip a lot (already adjusted dodge deadzone)) but now since i go into the air faster and am higher than i was before on my aerials, i tend to overshoot and miss the ball since i have less time to correct in the air, i fly higher than i did before and i dont have the dodge to correct right before making contact with the ball.
I hope this gets better with time, did anyone have the same problem when learning?
Also since i have less power on the shots due to having no dodge, i started using Air Roll left to turn the car so i can always hit the ball hard a apply more power to get stronger shots, problem here is now that since my car will be upside down or tilted 90°, eventhough i still hit with the nose my shots tend to go into the direction of my cars roof (makes sense, but it makes me miss a lot of shots).
Trying to apply these techniques in my ranked games made me drop 100 Points in MMR, but im slowly starting to crawl back wich makes me feel like i am slowly starting to get better at the techniques because otherwise i wouldnt be climbing again.

So Im a fairly new landlord (35M) got a good deal on a property with 4 units on after moving into a tent for four months to help save for it. Now we been here about three years the tenants I inherited from the sale where great but they sadly passed away on a car crash. So after spending more than I can afford on renovations the new family moves in. First they keep on wanting to change the Depost agreement we altered out agreement twice and then still they came and told us they will pay the last of the Deposit when the have the money as it is their money anyway and does not affect us. I was like ,the F*cK it does affect us, so I said no that's not how it works.
If you feel that works for you, then great but not for us and it does not put allot of confidence in you as a tenant if you already cant pay what you agreed to. So This was a whatsapp conversation I think I sent the last part as a voice note. Next I have the guy (45M) saying I will not talk to his wife like that yada yada I said how many times must I talk politely before butting my foot down? Anyway I was able to de escilate it and we went on our business as they then paid the agreed final depost.
Fastwordard a few months. The Toilet pipe of their unit and the small one below is block they are on the same septic. I and. my care taker ended up digging up and unblocking it but low be hold TAMPONS came out. So some one had been flushing and it cause the block.. I address the lady in the smaller unit but she was only there for like a week and the pipe had been blocked pretty bad. So I asked my wife to message the tenants and say the pipe is blocked do to tampons they must not flush those things down the loo. The lady replied "Oh Ok" and That made me think well it was clreary them..
We fixed everything up and cleaned up. Later that night the tenant came down to discuss using my internet that they also agreed and did not pay for so I disconnected them. I mention to him that we unblocked the pipes and it was tampons if it happens again it will be at the cost of you guys as Im not digging through that shit again. Anyway this guy looses it getting in my face "AM I SAYING it WAS THEM" and the more I tell the guy relax let me finish he goes own again you wont speak to me like that and accuse US. When I was saying I hey I had a shit day dining through your SHIT next time its on you and Im the asshole! How do I deal with this tenant Would you Renew?

The story begins in 1968 on one of the deepest freshwater lakes, crater lake in Washington state. Marc a 23 year old explorer, loved camping fishing just getting away from it all. Marc grew up in a smaller town Moses Lake Washington. Its located off the interstate in between Spokane and Seattle Washington, Marc decided he wanted to go explore the crater Lake area only telling his mother and father where he was headed. “Expect me back in a week” Marc said bags packed loaded into his 2015 ford explorer.
He pulled out of the driveway waving goodbye to his mother. Little did they know this was the last time they would see eachother due to the events about to unfold. Marc jammed his favorite tunes the whole 3 hour trip to crater lake. He was there found his campsite right away, nobody was within a 300 yards of his secluded little spot. He unpacked put up his tent and was ready for a hike.
It was 330 in the afternoon on day 1 of his little vacation. When he took off on a steep rugged trail that made its way around the lake. Marc never was one to stay on the beaten path as he liked to explore and go places not many others have ever gone. After getting his fill of sights and feeling exhausted and hungry. Marc decided it was time to make his way back to camp. He made dinner drank a few beers that he enjoyed while camping and turned in for the night.
It was a quiet night and Marc found himself fast asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, The next morning Marc was up early made some breakfast and packed a lunch for the long eventful day ahead. His plan being to go off the beaten path again and find some little streams to fish along the way. Marc hiked about 3-4 hours off the main trail and found a beautiful crystal clear brook with rapids flowing into some deeper holes.
Perfect for catching brook trout and that he did. using a panther Martin black with yellow dots and a silver spoon to mimic baitfish and it was the color that was always his go to. It wasn’t but his second cast and a nice 1lb brookie nailed his spinner and put up a little fight before Marc landed it and immediately gutted it and stored it away. Brook trout are one of best eating trout. Marc continued to climb up the stream to higher elevations hitting hole after home along the way.
The day went by quick as it was nearing dusk and Marc had caught 12 nice sized brook trout and a couple little cutthroat as well. Plenty to make a good 3 meals out of. Geared with only a flashlight and his pack fishing pole and fish cleaning supplies Marc made his way of what he thought was the way back out towards his camp.
Checking his watch on his phone Marc seen it was 11pm pitch black dark out now and he realized he had been walking long enough that he shoulda recognized some landmarks or where he had made his way in, but he didn’t recognize anything and with it being dark out he was even more lost.
Without panicking Marc decided to set up a little camp where he was. under some big pine trees surrounding the whole area next to another little stream that he stumbled into. Giant boulders made for a nice cover to keep himself tucked away in case any large animals might have passed by looking for a meal. Marc was aware he was in bear country as well as cougar and wolves.
Unable to catch any sleep Marc sat and built a little campfire cooked a few trout ate them and kept the fire stoked until the sun started peeking up over the mountains at around 445 am. As soon as he was ready to get back on track Marc looked around and realized where he was or so he thought. The little stream forked off and hooked around making a horseshoe type shape exactly like the one he had seen on his way in yesterday afternoon.
Marc now excited and in a hurry quickly hiked through the brush mixed in with pine trees away from the streams until he could no longer hear the flow of them. After walking a hood 3 hours Marc was starting to get frustrated that nothing was looking familiar to him again. It was now early afternoon and Marc knew he was lost the terrain looked all so similar and he had ventured actually two times as far away from his original camp.
Unaware of this Marc made his way to another stream and decided to follow it down the mountain hoping it would lead into a lake or maybe crater lake where he was camping. Marc hiked and jogged and was just enjoying the scenery when he stumbled upon an old looking cabin. The trees were really big blocking out most all the light from the sun here and even at about 5pm it seemed like it was getting dark.
Marc was feeling wore down he had hiked close to 35 miles the past two days trying to find his way back out. He decided to go check if the cabin was inhabited he went up yjj ok the door knocked three of four times. But nobody answered. So after about 10 minutes of waiting marc decided to peer into the window and could see some old handmade furniture a wood stove and a few other miscellaneous items on the floor.
It looked like nobody had been here for years like it was an old secret hunting cabin back in the woods that only a few if any people knew about. Marc noticed a little homemade sign on the wall that read lakeshore cabin #41. He tried the door assuming it was locked but it was not. So he went in as the night was creeping in fast. He gathered some wood put in the wood stove cooked up some more trout and was exhausted from no sleep the night before .
Marc used his pack as a pillow curled up in the corner of the living room by the wood stove and was gone into dreamland before he knew it. Marc’s phone battery was in the red line when he had woken up only 18% left. So he decided to write in his phone notes just in case something were to happen to him or he didn’t make it back out. As he was doing this and finishing up he felt like he was being watched. Just had an eerie unsettling feeling of an evil presence nearby.
This gave Marc anxiety so after noting all this in his phone he turned it off to then save energy. His last few words on his phone when it was discovered two years after a missing persons report was filed said im actually feeling scared like I gotta leave now so I’m going to leave the cabin and head west as far as I can before next nightfall. I love you mom and dad and I hope I see you guys soon.
This was the last anyone ever heard of Marc when his phone was found busted up 25 miles away from crater lake under a group of smaller pine trees. No foul play was discovered and not one sign of Marc or his belongings were ever found to this day. Some say he stumbled into a haunted cabin and something evil took him never to be seen again. Others say he just got lost and ran outta food and water and eventually had succumbed to dehydration and the animals cleaned him up. But no bones, pieces of clothing anything was ever found.
Marc’s parents were able to gather his original tent and camping supplies as that had not been messed with up by crater lake. What do you think happened to Marc? Was he abducted, torn to pieces by animals, something paranormal in those woods got him? Another unsolved missing person in the woods story. Where do these people go? What is happening to them?

There's been probably millions of species that have came and went, and no longer exist. Humans are just another one of those species that will go through that cycle. Even though we currently dominate the Earth and think so highly of ourselves, we often forget that our existence is temporary. Once humanity dies off, another species will take our place. Eventually, Earth will become uninhabitable, and life as we know it will cease to exist here.
But the universe wont stop when that happens, it'll just keep going. It'll continue indefinitely after we're gone. I don't really find life that interesting at all, and I personally would've preferred to never exist, but at the end of the day what difference does it make. At the end of the day, what difference does it make what earthly affairs we have going on. It wont change the inevitable.
No matter how bad life gets, how expensive things become, or how terrible your parents are, how much suffering you go through, these are all just temporary earthly matters. It doesn't even matter if you choose to live or die; everything we think is important is actually completely insignificant. Perhaps in another dimension, if we were rulers of the universe with immortality, things might matter. But as things stand here, everything is completely pointless. Once the huma race is eliminated from existence, it'll be as if we never existed. There will never be a species that will be intelligent enough to find traces of our existence. We will just be swept in the dust bin of history, alongside the Dinosaurs and Homo Sapiens.
If it wasn't obvious enough, religion is a complete lie. Its only purpose is to make you believe there's meaning and purpose when there really isn't. God is simply a fictional creation made by humans. Once humanity is wiped out, the concept of God will vanish. And once again, the universe will continue indefinitely.

First of all, I love this subreddit! So many ppl with great fashion, you all are inspiring me to branch out style wise. :)
I wonder if anyone else feels like Universal Standard’s quality has gone really downhill (while the prices are going up!). I’ve been a die hard US wearer for years now, but I’ve had a few things fall apart way too soon lately! Recently bought a pair of the Stephanie wide leg pants and after like two washes they pilled sooo badly, not just between the thighs but across the front as well. Their high rise brief underwear fits me better than almost any other brand (hello apple shape! Hard to find underwear that’ll stay up) but I have maybe one or two pairs I’ve bought within the last year that aren’t coming unstitched at the seams. 😭
I’ve also noticed they aren’t making wool/cashmere sweaters lately, instead it’s a poly blend they call Better Than Wool or their Eco line which is also poly blend. There’s no way I’m spending $150 for a sweater NOT made of natural fibers, and their older sweaters are so good. Sigh. It’s not just them, there’s a larger trend in most consumer goods towards lower quality for more money, but I’m mourning this one especially and I also find it super annoying when they greenwash the quality change. Like how is a poly blend Eco?
Very curious to hear y’all’s perspectives/insights, have you had the same experience?! AND if you have any recs for brands that do good quality basics but aren’t crazy expensive, I’d love to hear them. Thank you so much! 🩷

Hello Guys,
I have gathered a list of top adjustable dumbbells according to what Redditors like the most. I've made this this after reading a lot of discussions on different subreddits and According to my insights these are the most liked Dumbbells by redditors:
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Best Adjustable Dumbbells 2024

• Bowflex SelectTech 552 Adjustable Dumbbells
• Core Fitness Adjustable Dumbbell Set
• PowerBlock Elite Dumbbells
• FLYBIRD Adjustable Dumbbells

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Bowflex SelectTech 552 Adjustable Dumbbells:
When your goal is to find the versatile set of weights to cater to the variety of workouts and different strength levels, Bowflex SelectTech 552i is a perfect option for all. Weights have an option for configuration which is between 5 lbs to 52.5 lbs in 5 lb increments. It enables to look at precise adjustments that defines progressiveness of the weight, ideal for overload training regime. Any fine gym equipment is a must-have in today's world where people show unrelenting thirst for a magnificent body- shape. Complicated machines with weight adjustments and safety features are what users see. Even though the handles of the dumbbells seem a bit slippery when hold them with sweaty hands, the ergonomic design provides extremely comfortable handling. Also for some people the short handle can be an issue when holding it with two hands.
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Core Fitness Adjustable Dumbbell Set:
As far as the grip on Core Home Fitness Adjustable Dumbbells is concerned, we were astonished at how it managed to beat the odds and give us sensational control even if our hands started to sweat half way through working out. Being equipped with a weight range of 5-50 lbs provides a wide range of exercises you can begin with and it also allows you to gradually increase your strength. The fact that the you can quickly adjust the weight means that you will not be bloated during your workouts and stay on the flow. In effect, the (Flybird Weights) gives you an idea of how they work. All you have to do is to cradle the dumbbell and twist the dial to change settings. Unlike the others, the pistol grips on this Core Home Fitness Adjustable Dumbbells is pretty much the same. However, if you are looking a comfortable and durable dumbbell to use in your intense workoutsthis Core Home Fitness Adjustable Dumbbells could work for you.
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PowerBlock Elite Dumbbells:
The dumbbells, although rather unlike their supposed “twin brothers,” have the admirable feature of a 16-in-1 variety set. Their square shape not only aids in their storage but also permits them to be stacked both in the corner of your apartment or garage. Because of this, they have been commonly used to conserve space in home gyms with larger pieces of equipment such as treadmills and elliptical machines.
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FLYBIRD Adjustable Dumbbells:
Flybird Adjustable Dumbbells Take up little space and offer an integrally featured apparatus for the home gyms. These weights have square-plate design, which serves as a basis for 16 weights in one set, ranging from 5 to 50 lbs, in 2.5 lbs increments. Those forged shell remain strong for period of time and expandable kits can add up extra load to be carried. There may be slight differences in such reported weights, which could cause flooring damage, so it's recommended to be aware of such issues when using the chair.
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I (28) met my best friend two years ago, and we grew exceptionally close very quickly. I told her that I find it difficult to trust after I’ve been repeatedly hurt in the past, but she made it her mission to gain my trust. We knew everything about each other’s lives, and while we had little conflicts, we managed to sort out those well. That gave me a lot of hope for the future.
Around the time I met her, she became a devout Christian. While not being Christian, I supported her beliefs. She is part of a private church community, but they allowed me to attend some sessions, so I thought they taught an open mindset. Only after a while, I noticed some shifts in my best friend’s attitude and feared that she’d become too radical, e.g., she considers homosexuality a sin equal to murder and believes non-Christians will go to hell. I didn’t agree but accepted these things because she was amazing in other regards.
While she talked about her religion a lot, I shared my own spiritual beliefs: I have an ambivalent relationship with God given the suffering in the world and pray to angels instead. Something that helped me endure hardship and what I’ve been doing for friends also is reading cards. I don’t expect anyone to agree with my beliefs but to tolerate them just as much as I tolerate theirs.
I lived in Miami, FL, when I met her but had to move back to Europe last year. As I’m planning to return later this year, I’m flying over a lot and when not meeting in person, we were constantly chatting. Meanwhile, she met a guy who adheres to her new Christian values, and they married within a few months. Shortly after the wedding, she got pregnant. I was happy for her but also apprehensive about how quickly things were moving. Their financial conditions for starting a family aren’t ideal, and it shows: Earlier this year, they moved and now she, her husband, her mother and a dog live in a one-bedroom apartment, all while a baby will be added to the mix. I didn’t mean to offend her but couldn’t hide my shock and offered my support, e.g., finding an affordable apartment, taking the baby on weekends after I moved back.
When I last saw my friend end of March, we discussed her fears about giving birth and I promised to be present around her due date in June. Back in Europe, I told her when I booked my flights but – no response. For a few more messages, I assumed she was busy and didn’t give it a second thought. After four weeks of silence, I grew worried and texted daily to check in on her. I reached out to her husband, no response. Then to her sister and her church community that confirmed she is fine. I was so confused. On May 1^st, I woke up to a message from her: She wants to distance herself from me because of my ‘dark practices’. She first wants to give birth and settle into motherhood before she has time to pray and determine if my soul can be saved and if we can stay friends. I’m supposed to wait indefinitely until her final verdict.
I broke down crying. I loved her so much and to be condemned for something that helps me cope with my own struggles felt wrong. I had told her about how the experience of being cut off abruptly by someone – without prior warning, without a conversation where I could take a stance – was traumatizing for me in the past, and that’s exactly what she did. I tried to argue with her, but she insisted that she can’t accept a belief that questions the glory of God. I assumed that the matter is blown out of proportions and will sort out itself. A few days later, I noticed that she and her husband removed me on social media. I expressed how much this is hurting me. I asked her to at least have one video call with me so we can discuss these things face-to-face before sending me away, but now she’s ghosting me.
I will fly to Miami in two weeks, but I don’t know what to do or how to cope with this situation. Her environment seems to support her decision and if I say something, I’m being made into someone who stresses out a woman that is about to give birth. I’m so depressed that I can barely sleep and eat anymore, and I feel like I’m being punished even though I tried my best to be a good friend for her. At the same time, I’m still worried about her and her circumstances.
Why is she doing this? And what should I do now?