10 mg of percocet two hours every

Boyfriend since HS hasn’t proposed
Like the title says… I 24F and boyfriend 25M have been together since we were 16. Broke up for a year during COVID and got back together in 2021. 8 years total.
In 2021, he moved into my small studio apartment. This was fine, as you do what you can for the people you love. After my lease was up, we moved into a 2 bedroom apartment together and have lived together ever since.
We have a really nice, healthy relationship. No fighting, no drama, no toxicity.
However, he doesn’t really do the things that a boyfriend would do, and sometimes I feel like a roommate lol.
Since living together, we don’t go on dates, unless initiated by me, he doesn’t get me flowers, or surprise me with things. I’ve talked to him about it, and he says he understands, but nothing changes. Essentially, it’s feels like there is no initiation on his end to build intimacy between the two of us.
Sometimes, I feel bad for asking for these things since we have a good overall relationship, but every woman wants to feel loved, heard, desired and thought of when they’re not around.
For the past year, I have been probing the idea of marriage and where he falls on the idea. Originally, he wasn’t thinking about marriage and it was the last thing on his mind, (I assume due to his childhood/family life) but I have brought it up enough to where he knows this something I expect to move toward in our relationship. We have had plenty of conversations about it, and it’s is very clear this is a non-negotiable for me.
The last time we spoke about it he said, 2 years is his time frame. While I am not one to force anyone to want to marry me, this seems like an unreasonable amount of time considering how long we have been together as adults. I rebuttled with 1year, when our lease is up.
I feel like a placeholder. It just isn’t something that seems to be a priority to him, and if he won’t deliver on little things like dates or flowers, how can I expect more of a gesture from him like proposing?
He says that he wants to have enough money to give me the life I deserve, while this is a sweet thought, how long will that be ? 2, 3, 4 years? While financial stability is everyone’s goal, does love and commitment not super-cede this? We have been regular, full-time hourly employees for the entirety of living together, so I understand the strain of wanting/needing more money, but I am not asking for a super expensive ring or a super lavish wedding just an engagement with some kind of commitment.
I feel selfish for saying that I am not keen to wait any longer for him to fully commit to me, and I really don’t believe in ultimatums. However, at this point, I am unsure if I am being unfair and impatient.
To add to it, I became pregnant last month, and decided against keeping it. I would like to be married first and have myself in order before bringing a child in this world. After the MA process, I feel less sad about the pregnancy and more so have been reconsidering the status/pace of our relationship.
Any ideas on why he hasn’t proposed? Am I unreasonable and selfish? Am I just a placeholder?
TL;DR - boyfriend since high school, living together (as adults for 3 years) hasn’t proposed, and doesn’t do much to keep the intimacy of our relationship (dates, flowers, surprises, etc) he says 2 years before he will propose, but how long do I wait for an engagement before calling it quits?

On May 8 I attended a show in Toronto. I ordered tickets on line from ticketsonsale.com on March 24. That is a full 44 days before the concert. I received the tickets 56 minutes, Yes MINUTES, before the start of the concert. The concert venue is one hour away from where I live. The only reason I received the tickets at all, ( in my opinion) is that I had spent four hours on line with two different agents on chat and one live individual in a voice call. All three agents told me that my tickets had been delivered at various times, only the last agent actually came through.
They charged my credit card 10 minutes after completing the purchase.
I knew from the start that they were reselling tickets, they state so right up front on their webpage. I also knew that the price could possibly be more than the stated value on the tickets. What I was not prepared for was the non appearance of the tickets. I was given multiple dates for when the tickets would be received, oh and there is no refund . The whole experience was aggravating, borderline fraud, useless agents who “had their whole team looking for the tickets”, a chat service that suddenly froze and became non functioning, when I asked questions about what the procedure was for getting refund for the missing tickets.( hence three different agents to deal with over four hours.)
Be aware that they have positioned themselves as the number one item in search when you go looking for tickets. Take my advice and Do not even go to their site, I guarantee that you will not be happy with the price, you will not be happy with the timing of receipt of tickets and you will not get any satisfaction regarding refunds, rebates, The organization is operating in that gray area of ticket resale and in my opinion they are committing fraud on a regular basis

I’m not looking for a direct answer, more of a hint as to what direction I should go in so I can continue to solve things myself. I’ve seen every chapter except the one held back, 8, so it’s not like I’ve missed a scene. I was having a ton of fun doing this but I’ve just gotten totally stuck.
I have solved 1-3, 6, 10-14, 18 & 19, 23-26, 31, 33, 35, 37-39, 42 & 42, 48 & 49, 51-54, 56. The game tells I have three easy ones at the moment (one triangle) which are 3-1, 5-4, 9-2.
I’m aware of the bunks in 2-1 and 7-2 and using that to get info. i’m pretty sure I know who did a couple of other things but since I’m missing the name of one person or the other and I can’t seem to find it I can’t actually enter it. And I don’t have enough correct put in to have another set of three verified. In fact when my last set of three was verified I thought I had at least two more that were done but obviously not.
I’m just not sure where I should be looking at this point to be able to figure out more. Can someone suggest where to look next?

Im suffering from pretty bad burnout and trying to get support. This is an old event that left me running from my special interest.
Most of my life Ive been enamoured with computers, probably 10 years old when I saw my first one at my friend's house. I eventually after many failed attempts at other things, I had the experience and know how to get and IT job. It was perfect, life wasn't but at least work was great until it wasn't.
I worked as an analyst for a major ISP, once they noticed my work flow they started to add on to it. I transitioned to a follow up person, instead of a call taker. We only had two follow up people, one on each shift for a total of two. I handled high level impact events and managed RMAs the best i could. If a person needed help in the office with a problem I was usually the person to go to, my supervisors even asked me for help regularly. Also I was the only person to be able to handle follow up and keep it caught up. Follow up was mainly taking the tickets from issues throughout the entire region from data center down to customer and doing just that, following up. Most tickets were data center to node level though.
Down time in the office for me was rare but eventually I had a routine that aloud for some. We were encouraged to browse the Internet and get on our social media accounts. I did some, not nearly as much as most though. I was really into prepping, I never owned a gun. I never looked at guns at work or at home, I don't know why but I was fascinated with reloading benches. I have this thing with efficiency and I was hyper fixated on the cost of ammo versus reloading ammo. Again I didn't own a gun and wasn't even looking to buy one. However I did look at a ton of reloading benches though.
I had no idea what was going on with me at the time, work life was suffering as was home life. Somehow I had ended up with custody of both of my nieces because my brother hit them. They both called DCFS, not at the same time but about three weeks apart. I didn't want custody of my nieces but I was being very heavily pressured by family. I was living with my brother at the time, they couldn't live with their mom full time at that time. So essentially they would go to moms when I was at work if they weren't at school. I was buying groceries, cooking and cleaning for them and also paying rent to their dad. Their dad, my brother was gambling a lot at the time and was all a round not being a good person. He is diagnosed with bipolar. He attacked me a couple times while I had custody of his kids, I was calling him out for being a bad dad.
Back to work now and I've applied to a new position that would get me into a department that I was super interested in, critical infrastructure. I was given a programming test that I had 30 minutes to complete, it was a cake walk. Well during the interview I was asked how I would handle conflict resolution with a team member if we could just not come to terms on something. The response I gave was "I would need to go to my superior to get it worked out". I was told that my response was to militaristic and that me only scoring second highest on the programing test is the reason I didn't get the job. The other person was given the test and had 24 hours to complete it.
Life sucked at this point, I was feeling really burned by it all and was just getting less tolerant of a lot. My attitude at work changed and I was just not doing great all around. I must say I was really into conspiracy theories at that time too, I didn't believe in many but the one I did probably should have been quiet about. I don't want to talk about it and if you have made it this far you will soon know why. If you want to know after I will say in a DM.
I went into work one day and I guess it was time, they escorted me downstairs to this interrogation room. This old detective type person started laying into me about wanting to shoot the place up. They threw my web history at me, my chat logs. I was in shock and didn't know what to do, he just kept trying to show me reloading benches. They just kept at it for a long time, well it felt like a long time. I eventually just wrote out what happened and he wanted me to change what I wrote at the end. I specifically stated that at no point had I planned to shoot anything up and I was sorry if anyone took my actions or words that way. He wanted change it to say that I did want to shoot up the place. That was the main reason it took so long in that room. I was let go but it wasn't the end of it.
Within 12hrs my place was surrounded by police with automatic rifles. I was taken to a hospital where I think they thought I would be committed? The psychiatrist I saw after many hours was understanding and said I was fine and let me go. She even understood my stance on the conspiracy theory that landed me in that place and told me I wasn't crazy for believing it!
After about a month went by I had the FBI knocking on my door. I had an interview with them and was just so nervous at that point I just wanted it to be over with. I could barely talk I was so scared.
I never fully could trust another after that.

Ok hear me out…I have a theory and I am wondering if anyone else agrees/has thought of this/has inside info.
Exit Fest (in Novi Sad, Serbia) is one of the biggest and best European Festivals. Last year it was in the top five best in the world. The Killers played at Exit in 2017. The dates for Exit this year are July 10-14.
As it stands right now, the Killers are going to play Gov Ball in NYC and then hop across the pond and be in Ireland, England and Scotland from June 12-July 11 for a whole bunch of shows before they go to Madrid on July 13 for Mad Cool Fest.
All that said, the Killers have been on a major touring spree and I feel like I keep seeing new show or festival dates pop up all the time.
Meaning— they could easily take the ~2 hour flight from Madrid to Belgrade and then 45-60 mins by car to Novi Sad and find themselves with more than enough time to take the stage on July 14th at Exit. (The doors at Exit don’t even open till 8pm every day so it is seriously feasible to play at Mad Cool fest on July 13 and make it to Novi Sad for Exit)
Does anyone think this will happen?
I saw an old video where Brandon said he would love to return to Serbia and/or Exit in the future.
I have tried searching all of the Exit line-ups but no guarantee everything is announced.
The Killers seem to have a habit of just suddenly being like oh by the way we’re gonna be here in some cases. (I mean I get it when they are headliners they announce earlier but at Exit when there are sooo many performers maybe they aren’t exactly headlining this year, they are just performing.)
They also don’t have anything else on the schedule after Mad Cool Fest until Mid August. So, it’s not like they are in a rush to get somewhere else.

I’ve been lurking here for a few years, trying to find ways to deal with my partners extreme mood swings and anger. This is my first post, so if that’s inappropriate, I’m sorry. I'm also sorry if the tone of this post is inappropriate, I just need to get it off my chest with people who may have experienced similar things. I want to also clarify that I know Bpd doesn’t MAKE you an ass, my ex just loved to use his diagnosis as a reason to abuse me and not take accountability for it.
He has a 9/9 presentation and it was constantly taken out on me. For 10 years. I feel like a few months ago I finally got the ick for how he was treating me and then eventually reached my boiling point and we had a blow-out fight a few days ago where I finally screamed and yelled at him. I really got in his face and didn’t let him not respond and just kept yelling. Then when he acted upset and hurt and “scared” by it I quoted him directly and went ”Oh, so I’m just NEVER allowed to be ANGRY?? Can’t ever have a negative emotion?” and he seemed to really not understand that that’s what he says about twice a week while he slams shit around the house and terrifies our pets and me. I can’t tell you how nice it was to let it all out. I don’t even care that I have to pack up 26 years of shit in 30 days because I just feel so awesome about not getting treated like that every day and waking up at 7am to him already being a whiny baby about nothing.
I feel so free. I don’t know that I’ve ever felt this relaxed and content in my life. I feel like I was developing more bpd symptoms the longer I endured his treatment and it already feels like it's melting away because I'm just out. I’m not paranoid anymore (cheated on me constantly - my friends literally think his secret gf is pregnant and that’s why he was fucking with me so bad the last few weeks 😂 to get me out of the house and move her in) I feel good about my body, I’m sleeping better than I have in years, and not to be nsfw, but without someone pawing at me 24 hours a day and constantly being vulgar towards me I FINALLY feel like my sex drive is coming back. I’ve literally only been out of his house for like 3 days and I already feel like that was months ago. I’m hanging out with new friends and enjoying going on nature walks and exercising without someone leering at me and trying to touch me. I’m excited to see what life is like away from the abuse he put me through constantly. I’m excited to just not be treated like shit and then get blamed for it cause he “can’t help it with his Bpd!” But then also won’t to therapy regularly, won’t take meds, won’t even do a goddamn work book on his own cause it’s “too hard” - as if being around someone who regularly acted like he couldn’t stand me was easy. Literally the only part about this I’m currently feeling negative about is the 3 pets who are used to me being home almost all the time and him working 12 hour shifts + sleep gives him maybe a few hours to care for them properly daily. They will suffer and be lonely and he will probably keep staying out til 2am anyways to get plastered with his divorced alcoholic “friend”that he claims to hate and cut off but always crawls back to, probably because he’s so similar to my exs own mother.
Everything just feels so exciting. I get to find a new place to live and decorate and unpack and organize only how I want to - nothing has to go on top shelves where I can’t reach. I can read without someone saying I’m “intentionally trying to seem busy so we can’t talk” I can watch tv shows and movies without someone walking in and getting butthurt cause they wanna watch it, too, now that I’m 4 seasons in or whatever. I can wear whatever I feel like and no one’s going to be gross about it in my own home. I don’t have to worry when he’s out with friends that they’re talking shit about me and instigating a fight without me even knowing - this spineless and easily swayed, angry man is gone from my life and I am FREE

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About a month ago, I posted two separate posts on this subreddit about my younger sister, Anaia, who passed away on March 17th, 2024. In one post I gave photos, and in the other I wrote about her addiction, but I don't think I've really talked about myself.
It has been nearly two months since my little sister passed away, and I wouldn't describe it as grueling or depressing, just unusual. On April 22nd, it was confirmed to my family that Anaia died as a result of fentanyl toxicity, which was the reason I always assumed but to have it confirmed was very depressing. Yesterday, I went to my grandmother's house and there were a few copies of Anaia's death certificate, in the onset interval to death section, I said minutes. When talking to my mother (me and my parents talk all the time, my dad sits in my room and plays games while we talk about Anaia or something random, and me and my mother will talk about random things as well as Anaia too.), she told me her perspective of that morning. Long story short, around 11:45AM, I woke up to my mother screaming my sister's name and she soon realized she was unresponsive, me and my father woke up soon after and I called 911, and that's the short version. I assumed my sister was in her covers sleeping and fentanyl overrid her system, but no, my mom told me that when she walked into Anaia's room, she was laid flat out on top of all of her covers, arms outstretched to the side. Learning that was a major shock to me, and I'll explain why.
Sure, Anaia's death was nearly instant. But hearing the details of what my mom said really drove him that once it happened, it didn't matter whether we went into there at the right time or later, there was likely nothing that could've been done. From my understanding, it was almost as if she was up one second and collapsed the next. There was dried vomit on clothes next to her bed, making me assume that after vomiting, she just collapsed instantly after and died. After calling 911, my mother demanded out of fear for me to help her perform CPR, and I didn't hesitate to do so. But, anyone in that situation could tell, with no details given, that there was nothing that could've been done. The typical signs of a deceased body were very present, and even I (doing the mouth resuscitation) knew that if I felt no air coming back onto me, and touching her neck didn't give a pulse, I quickly understood that this was it, like there was nothing me or my parents could've done. When the paramedics arrived at 12 exactly, it took them a minute or two for them to tell us that there was nothing to be done, and ultimately, Anaia had died long, long before we got to her. They said roughly 6-8 hours, meaning at the earliest 3am, and at the latest 5am. It's a disheartening fact for him, and even my father expressed to me too a few nights ago, but we wished that at least there was a chance for us to get to her beforehand. Maybe if he and I or my mom went into her room for no real reason in the middle of the night, we would've been able to save her. What really struck me when my dad was telling me that was him acknowledging that while he and my mom were watching TV, he couldn't bare to imagine that simultaneously Anaia was dying. I felt the same way, I was awake around 3-3:30AM, and if she died during that time, I was totally unaware scrolling through my phone.
I wish that there was something to be done. During her time alive, and when she started doing street dealt percocets, I warned her about fentanyl, and ultimately I wish she had heeded my warning and stayed off them when she did quit in December. I'm a sociable person, and I'm one of those people that have a wide different variety of groups and friends I hang out with, and I may not be in extracurricular activities but even those that are popular in my school know me. As a result of being so sociable, I know people that do drugs, and only a set few who do percocets, one of my closest friends used to be a heavy percocet user and I used to tell her as much as I did my sister to quit. My friend and my sister quit, but one returned and one didn't. One is still here, and one is not. It doesn't matter how many people I told not to do percocets, of course I would've wanted my sister to be the one to really listen to me. But ultimately, the person I wanted to save the most didn't make it. I've saved others, but with my sister, it almost made my words feel like nothing after she died. No matter however many times I told her to please find something less dangerous and more beneficial, to not risk her life, she kept using and lost her life. Said friend and two other friends of my sister (I know both of them) were also at some point active percocet users, and they told me that they felt it like it should've been them, seeing my mother made them see that that could've been their parents, their siblings, their friends and relatives, etc. I told them bluntly that it in fact could've been them in Anaia's position, I told them that just because Anaia's clock stopping running doesn't mean there's has to, they can avoid being in her position. Then it got me thinking, there's plenty of other people who overdose on purpose, who overdose 9 times, who overdose and suffer long term effects like paralyzation, but still remain. Anaia overdosed once, and that was the final time. I believe in God and Jesus but I'm not a preacher, I believe and keep it pushing but I'm not religiously based. I believe in the concept of everyone having a time and a date, but sometimes I find myself questioning that if that's the case, are we just here to live a predetermined fate that we have no control over? At the end of the day, was I meant to go through this? Thinking like that plagues my mind, but I settle for it being her time to go, as seeing other drug users made me wonder what they may be here to prove on earth that Anaia could not. I don't like questioning others' lives and why they get to live longer, that's not me, and I'm glad they've been granted more chances, it just sucks my sister wasn't granted that chance in the grand scheme of things. Predetermined or not, there was so much she could've lived for, but I believe there's a reason time can't be reversed, and there's many unexplained miracles that somehow eases me into thinking that I shouldn't throw myself into a hole of questioning why she didn't get a chance, and just accepting that her race ended earlier than mine. I believe things happen for a reason, it's an insensitive statement depending on the situation, but things happen for people to learn and grow from them, but no one really knows why. I've just had to come to the conclusion hat my sister is okay, she's safe, and I have no reason to continue to question her life and worry about her if she's not here with me anymore, you feel?
From a brother perspective, it sucks. It feels somewhat lonely, to live and breathe as an only child. I've become accustomed to being an older brother to a younger sister, but I turned 16 without her, and that's how it'll be for the rest of my life. At her visitation on March 30th, I didn't cry, but seeing her body just made me shake my head. She looked very nice, the funeral home did an amazing job, but it hit me that this was really her. There were distinct things I saw that she had in life that made me come to that conclusion that that was what was left my little sister, and at the funeral + burial the next day, watching her being lowered into the ground left my head empty. No thoughts, she watching as her casket covered in a white sheet was lowered into the ground, and that'd be it. I grew up with this person, and now I have to look down on this person and go through life without this amazing person. I never imagine something like this happening, especially not like this. I always wanted to die first because I was older, a thought I feared ever since I was a child. That didn't get to happen, and milestones man. She'll never get to graduate the year after me, never get to have that lovely relationship with that special one that she always wanted, she never got to be an aunt, a mom, nothing. One day, I hope to have children and I will tell them about Anaia, but do I wish they'd have been able to meet her if that time came. Everyday, I walk past her room, sometimes I go in there and sometimes I don't. Two weeks after her death, her mattress was taken out by me and my dad's friend, up until a few weeks ago, her room was left scattered the way it was when she died minus the mattress, and now, everything has been cleaned up. It's empty, and the emptiness is another reality check. I'll never see Anaia again, and in the potential next life I believe I will, but the fact I can't now is a hard concept to grasp. No more walking to the bus stop, no more barging into her room or vice versa, no more waiting forever for her to complete her makeup, no more random room hangouts, no more of her asking me to flash a light for her Instagram pictures for an excruciating ten minutes, none of them. Her physical presence is gone, I come home everyday and instantly the thought of her being gone hits me. Riding in the car with my parents, being at school, going out, it doesn't feel the same knowing in the back of my head she's gone, no matter how much fun I have. Regardless, I've returned to normal life, matter of fact, I started going to school every day instantly after the funeral, and during the two weeks of March 17th-March 31st, I showed up to school here and there. It didn't take a toll to do so, because I've accepted that though Anaia died, I'm still alive? I don't stop when she does, that'll have more of an effect. Life still goes on, time doesn't stop for no one no matter how much I may want it to. I honestly sit my current happiness at like a 6.5-7, higher than one may expect. I still have my parents, my friends, and all of my relatives, an important chunk is just missing but I still have my people. I only feel alone in the sibling aspect, but in reality, people make me happy everyday and still continue to. I joke how I've always joked, people have said I look much better than how I did initially, there's notable sadness on my face, but I look happier. If that's true, then I hope it stays that way. I still go out to these afterschool events, outside friend hangous, they bring joy. I just miss my sister 25/8, but I've learned to appreciate life just a little bit more now. If she's okay, I'm okay.
Lastly, I wanted to mention dreams. People say they have dreams of deceased loved ones all the time, I personally haven't yet, would like to, but until then that hasn't been the case. I'm not talking dreams with the person in them, I mean direct communication dreams. My mother has had two, my dad's friend has had one, and my close friend mentioned earlier has had one, but the one that sticks out the most is my little cousin's dream. My mom has a younger sister herself and in 2018, she had her first child, his nickname is JP. During 2021-2022, me and Anaia lived with my grandmother due to losing our apartment (our parents stayed separately at a grouphome my dad worked at, they work for my grandmother's company), and my aunt as well as JP stayed with my grandma. JP essentially became me and Anaia's little brother that we didn't have, and vice versa for him, he sees me and Anaia has his older siblings. Seeing him seem so heartbroken after Anaia died was very sad, as you can see written on this five-year-old's face that Anaia was someone who truly mattered to him and he was so sad about it. However, in his dream, Anaia came to him and told him she loved all of us, that she regretted not seeing him grow older, and that what happened to her was an accident. The part that got me was that Anaia told him that where she was was beautiful, he asked to see it, and she told him he couldn't see it yet. Kids just don't make things like that up in my opinion, and he worded it very detailed for a kindergartener, and JP is at the age where his words don't conflict with other things he's said, he's consistent with it and he tells me the same thing he told me the first time when I ask him here and then. He can see it one day, but he can't see it, not yet. What that tells me is that if life is so hard, death must be so beautiful afterwards, and that there is an afterlife. Even if I believed in a separate religion, or if my current religion isn't the truth, I will always believe in an afterlife. I refuse to believe that this world is it, and kids just don't pull stuff out their butt in a serious situation. I believe him. If that's the case, then I'll gladly wait. It doesn't matter how many people die during my lifetime, whatever remains of it, and how many new people I might meet in my life. If my hope of living to elder age and I meet someone and create a family, and even if said wife and or children die before me if that plan does happen, there's only one person I wish to greet me. I hear that people see a loved one before they die, and I hope Anaia is the one that comes to see me when it's all over. Forever, no matter who else passes before me, Anaia's will stay the worst, the most impactful, and that's a strong statement to make but I'm sure of that. I have plenty of goals I have for myself, but my end goal once the others are done is to get past 70, pass peacefully, and have my sister wait for me there. I hope that wouldn't be much to ask for.
That's it.

I’m using the PEG 3350 prep. I did half the jug starting at 4pm. 1 8oz glass every 10 mins, total of 9 glasses. 3 hours later I had a few trips to the toilet but now they’ve subsided.
I’m worried that maybe my body takes longer? My surgery center arrival time is 9:30am. According to the paper I should start second round at 3:30am.
Thoughts on starting earlier to ensure the second round has time to kick in?
Or does second round usually work faster?
I’d hate for this all to be for nothing.
Thanks in advance :)

I have an interview with them next week and I noticed they never said the name of the company they're hiring for. I was reached out to by a recruiter and the had me join what I thought would be an interview, but it was more of an informational. There were like 150 people on the zoom call and mics were off. At the end, he sent us all a JotForm to send in a personalized application, and from there they were to select 40-50 of us to have a one on one interview. He said they had about 17 open positions.
The guy explained that the position is for a remote Benefits Representative and we would be meeting with clients to help them choose a benefits plan. But, they need us to obtain a license before we start.
I starting thinking about how I didn't remember ever applying to this position. Granted, I've been on a heaaavy job search the past couple of months (like 200+ apps) so of course it would make sense that I don't remember EVERY single one. But still.. I wasn't blindly applying to any and everything I saw either
Anyway, a few days later, I get a text message from the hiring managers assistant (for the actual company, not the staffing agency). She said the hiring manager wanted to interview me and also gave more information about the licensing process. She made it a point that my training with the company wont start until I get licensed
So, I'm really happy that I was among the ones to be selected for an interview. I like to thoroughly research the companies I have interviews with to avoid looking like a dingbat during the interview. But realized I still dont know the company name. And the fact that I didn't have any recollection of applying for it bothered me. So, I sifted though the hundreds of applications I did on Indeed and finally see that I did apply for the position. HOWEVER, the role is called a Member Onboarding Specialist on Indeed. The job description is the EXACT same as everything that was said in the informational, but it's a completely different title. Here's the job listing:
" We are seeking to hire Member Onboarding Specialists. This is a fully remote, work from home position which allows to you work exclusively with our clientele over Zoom. As a member onboarding specialist, your job will be to sit down with each member in an in depth meeting, helping them choose the benefits provided through their workplace that best suit their needs and the needs of their family. Top tier interpersonal skills and customer service experience are a must for this position as these involved meetings can be an hour and a half to two hours a piece with some additional follow up and advisement for a few weeks after the employee enrollment. "
Is this weird? Has anyone had a similar experience? Am I trippin? Thanks (:

(My brother 18m graduated over the weekend. He also turned 18 1.5 weeks ago.) So, I 16m have autism. It was diagnosed 5 months ago, but we suspected it for a couple years. I have a hard time being social, and sometimes I have a breakdown if I am overwhelmed by it. I've learned to mask it over the years, but sometimes it's impossible to control. My brother turned 18 on May 2nd, and I wanted to get him a gift. So I sold all my expensive Pokemon cards(worth over a hundred dollars) at vintage stock for ten dollars. I've had them for my entire life, and cherish them to my core. They held a lot of memories of my past, and it was hard to give them up. But I pushed through it, wanting to make his 18th birthday special. Fast forward a week, and he's graduating. It's his graduation weekend, and I'm determined to make it special as well. I've been practicing his graduation music in band, even though I don't play anymore because of my social anxiety. Playing a trumpet kinda feels like yelling in a room where everyone else is only talking. On Saturday, we hold his graduation party. I'm woke up by my mom, and I spend the entire morning cleaning the house while being yelled at by my panicking mom. I then spend 3 hours decorating for him, all while he wanders around dwadlleing. People start showing up, and I retreat to my parents room where I proceed to babysit my dogs. The few times I did leave, they didn't stop barking until I came back. After a couple hours of sitting there, I get bored. I asked my brother if he is going to be on his vr headset. He tells me no, but says I can't play on it anyways, as he wants me to socialize. I tell him I'm going to play on my Xbox, only to be told not to. I'm kind of surprised, as it's my Xbox. There's no reason why I shouldn't be able to play. He then says I can either sit with the dogs or socialize. I'm taken a back, as he doesn't usually have the right to order me around. I shrug it off, and go back to sit with the dogs. I don't want to ruin his graduation party. I sit there for the rest of the party, only coming out to say goodbye to everyone. The next day, I'm woken up by mom again. This time though, I can tell is going to be a bad social day. But I play along, getting dressed so I can play for the graduation ceremony. Once I get to school, I try to avoid all contact with people. I mostly make it to the gymnasium, where the ceremony is being held, without losing my shit. That's when I see the seating arrangements. The entire band is shoved in a corner. Luckily though, some people didn't show up. This left a big gap, letting me sit two seats away from the people on my right, and four seats away from the people on my left. Then the principal decides he doesn't like how we look, and squishes us further into the corner and putting everyone shoulder to shoulder. I'm borderline breaking down now, but I get through the agonizing hour without breaking down completely. Eventually, we're let out. I walk over to my parents car, where my brother is standing with them. I ask if I can go home with him, because they're going shopping. Remember, I mask very well. They tell me that I'm coming shopping with them, and that my brother wants the house to himself. I tell them that I can't take going shopping right now, and I need to go home. They ignore my pleas, insisting that I'll come with them. Then they try a different tactic, saying the choice is up to my brother. He recognizes it's not fair for me, and says I can go home with him. They then try to pull every card in the book. "You used to be mean to him when you guys were home alone!" I haven't done that in over a month. The only reason I did it was because I was frustrated that my brother just got to order me around. I told them that I haven't done that in a month, but they go onto the next excuse. "It's his graduation day, it should be special" at this point, my mask is falling apart. I start raising my voice trying to convince them that I can't go with them. They then try bribing me with the offer to go to Petco so I could look at the animals, but my breakdown couldn't be fixed with that. Eventually I get in the truck, throwing my trumpet in and slamming the door behind me. Then dad, who is stubborn and petty, turns on the music at a very high volume. When we had first set out, mom told him to turn it off because it was too loud. Now she sat in silence, content with making my ride hell. I then curl up in the backseat, with my fingers in my ears. Eventually, they get out to go shopping. I stay in the car without argument, because we all know it would get worse if I was forced to go with them.When they come back, dad turns the radio on full blast again, and I go into a full meltdown. I start screaming at them to shut it off, and mom decides it's time to shut it off now. But dad, wanting to instigate me, decides to turn it back on at a slightly lower volume. Even mom recognizes this as instigating but before she can do anything about it, I open the car door. Keep In mind, we're still moving at about 30mph. I'm fully prepared to launch myself out of the car, and the only reason I don't is because I have to unbuckle my seatbelt. In that timeframe of me unbuckling myself, mom yells at me to shut the door. That snaps me out of my tantrum enough for me to shut the door. Mom then yells at dad to take her home. I yell at him to take me to the mental hospital. Both of them refuse because of how much money it takes. Once we get home, I get on my phone and calm down. Then I get on my Xbox and start playing powerwash simulator to calm me down even more. After I'm calm enough, I start playing multiplayer games. Today, mom wanted to take away all my electronics for the way I acted, saying that I was super selfish. I eventually argued my way into getting my phone back, leading to me making this. Her reasoning behind me being selfish is that I "made my brother feel guilty". She also brought up the fact that Sunday was mother's day, and that I shouldn't have acted that way because it was her day as well. Are my parents right, or should I take this situation to medical professionals?

So I’ve been in this weird situationship with a guy for almost two years . At first we would spend a lot of time together 3-4 times a week . From the night until morning , to the point where I was only sleeping for half an hour and then going to work an 8 hour shift . Every time I would ask for us to go out on a date he would say we’ll see but if his friend want to do something he would be right there . Or he would hit me up super late a night to see if I wanted to go to his friends . ( basically be his Uber there). I would drive us around everywhere and sometimes let him drive. His friend almost a year later outed to me that he didn’t have a drivers license and I was very upset . I blocked him on everything and he called me almost 20 times and some how this was my fault and I was looking for information on him. Things just seem to be worse he always says things to hurt me / get under my skin. He crashed my brand new car during the last snowfall of the year and hasn’t been there at all. Blames the tires I had on it even though I drove it just fine . He will take hours to respond but if I take 20 mins he spam texts and accuses me of having someone else . Even though In the past I tried to ask what we were and he would say he needs time. I went on a date in the summer because technically I’m single . He found out and still throws it into my face anytime I call him out for something . I also found out he recorded me without my knowledge during an intimate time . This past weekend I asked him if he wanted to see. He always makes himself out to be the victim and doesn’t take accountability for anything . He’s very rude in public to random people and I get so embarrassed. He thinks he is the best at everything and his ego is really bad. I’m trying to paint a good enough picture but I would be rambling forever . Does this sound abusive or is he just a mean person ?

Hey everyone. I'm not totally sure what to do with one of my kitties and would love any advice I can get. I want to give as much context as possible so I'll leave a TL;DR at the end.
I adopted Cerberus last October after the loss of my late cat. She was living in my friend's backyard in the neighborhood's TNR colony; one of the queens got missed and whoops, kittens. My friends and the people familiar with the colony are not sure who the father is as all the male cats they've seen in the colony are tagged, but the mom, Pepsi, seemed to have gotten them a stepdad, Thor, who was clearly helping her raise the kittens.
I hesitate to even call Pepsi feral because she is so unbelievably friendly. The first time I met her she ran up to me and begged to be picked up. My friend suspects she was a pet who was dumped, but whatever her origins, she clearly has a lot of trust and liking for people. She also was very tiny and we suspect really young when she gave birth, maybe six months. We are fairly certain only two kittens survived, Cerberus and her sister, Arcadia.
Pepsi brought her kittens to my friend's house regularly to eat, usually with Thor, who is more skittish but will easily allow people to approach if they have food and speak/move softly.
My friend didn't really have any takers for either kitten, but both of us strongly suspected Cerberus would be difficult to adopt out because she was so much more skittish than Arcadia. I chose Cerberus because I like problem animals (lol) and I didn't want her to be TNR forever.
I took her home October 13th when my friend estimated she was four months old. Despite my best and most patient efforts, I have never touched this cat.
I knew socialization would be difficult, but I thought with the combination of her mother's temperament and her age that I'd be able to rehab her. The first two months consisted of a lot and I do mean a lot of lying motionless on my stomach peering under the couch and the bed with treats in my hand. If there had been no response to that, I wouldn't have cared as much, but she was screaming every night at the top of her lungs, and I literally never saw her--she did not feel comfortable to move around the apartment, even when I'd been lying motionless in bed for hours. I had to put her food under the bed or couch for her. After those two months I decided I HAD to get her a kitten companion, landlord be damned, because I just felt really bad about her quality of life.
Fortunately Arcadia (her sister) had not been adopted yet, so I took her home in mid December. Arcadia immediately exhibited more bravery than her sister, although she was still initially trepidatious and did her fair share of under couch hiding. She was much more willing to approach me for treats, and by January I was hand feeding her. I'm very pleased with her current progress--she follows me everywhere, pushes her way into my lap, yells for food, is very fond of my girlfriend, and has allowed two strangers to pick her up and pet her and is apparently a little angel for the vet.
Adopting Arcadia was definitely the right decision for Cerberus--since getting her, Cerberus has started emerging to play with her and will take treats from my hand if I am very, very still. She's begun moving around the apartment while I am out and even stays still without running immediately if I stand up and move around, provided I stay at least four feet away from her. She has much less trust in my girlfriend and I admit I have probably had my girlfriend around too much, as Cerberus makes progress faster when she isn't here, although she's definitely warming up to my girlfriend as well. She does hiss literally any time people move too fast or approach her at all, but she's never swiped even when she's really freaked out, she just tends to run and hide. I feel like I can work with this.
However, I'm getting really nervous about how long she's taking to warm up with regards to vet visits. I've already put off her spay three times because I just couldn't fathom catching her and forcing her into a carrier at this point in her progress, and now it's starting to feel more irresponsible to not have her spayed and vaccinated. Arcadia went into heat literally the week before her spay, and I'm getting very nervous that Cerberus could at any minute as she's nine months old now. Her spay and initial vaccines are scheduled for this Thursday.
I've resigned myself to semi traumatizing her getting her into the carrier and have recruited a friend with copious cat experience and motorcycle gloves. I'm really, really anxious about the impact that this will have in her trust in me and how to recover that trust post spay, especially since I plan on confining her to my bathroom while she recovers and obviously I'll have to be in there at some point. The only other place I could confine her to would be my bedroom, which has the same problem. In addition to this, she'll have to go back to the vet shortly after to get her booster shot, and I feel like that will be even worse. It feels irresponsible to put off her shots any longer but I am just so scared for how far back this might set her, especially after how incredibly long it's taken her to get to this point. Help?
TL;DR: my former feral took an extremely long time to make any progress in trusting me and while she's steadily improving, she is still untouchable and I don't feel like I can put off her spay any longer. I'm scared the fact that I will have to force her into a carrier will irreparably damage our relationship.

Was a little blindsided by a layoff today. Though I shouldn’t be surprised since I missed an entire week last week with covid. I was their casework guy and just finished some tops that the pm wasn’t happy could’ve been done faster with a lower tolerance for how they looked. I do my job to the best of my ability. And my super was happy with me. There’s lots of casework to go in and our halls bone dry on finish guys so I wouldn’t be surprised if they call me back in two weeks… Business is booming and at this point would you take a week or two off? I despise being laid off on a Monday or Tuesday, honestly just call me Sunday night and tell me to come get my shit. I have had a really rough winter with migraines that have made my attendance probably not too much more than 50/50 and had covid bad at Christmas missed two weeks, and have gotten every single bug the guys bring to work. I can afford a few weeks off but I feel like that’s also leaving money on the table. On the other hand I’m exhausted from pushing through the “tolerable”migraines, and pushing to get as many hours as possible when I feel good or ok. Just looking for some brotherly/sisterly advice

This should go without saying but preface - I do not want kids to grow up blindly listening to everything an adult says and never questioning them, because that can be quite dangerous. Duh. With that said, WHY do they have to question me on even the most basic things? Some prime examples below:
“We have an assembly this morning so—“ “—WHAT?? WHY?? WHAT ARE WE EVEN GONNA DO AT THE ASSEMBLY??”
“Hey Teacher, I thought we were going to the library today!” “Right usually we would, but like I said yesterday (and the day before that, ahem) we are going on Thursday this week instead.” “WHAT?? WHY?? But we always go to the library on TUESDAYS.”
sees date of testing on the whiteboard “Wait I thought we were testing Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday not Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday” “No I just checked this morning it’s—“ “—Sarah isn’t that what Mr. History Teacher said??” “Hey, guys, can you please listen? It’s—“ “Wait we have TESTING next week?!”
“We don’t have school on Friday.” “What?? WHY??” “It’s a teacher work day.” “What does work day mean?” “Yeah what do you guys DO on a work day?” “Do you actually do anything or do you just sit there?”
This is my life with these middle schoolers. Me, an adult who works in the building (eg goes to meetings and reads emails where we make important decisions and receive important information) having to justify every single tiny thing to kids who lose track of a pencil within half an hour. Sometimes I just want to tell them to shut up and do what they’re told!
I don’t mind when they ask why we’re learning something, or point out something that doesn’t seem right in an article we’re reading, or comment on the poor organization of a school event. Those questions are all productive because it’s all subjective which leaves openings for curiosity. But to play 20 questions about a statement as simple as “The assembly got rescheduled to Wednesday instead of Friday” is such a waste of time, it’s like debating an objective fact. Just say okay and go where you’re told to go, your teacher that period will line you up and get you where you need to be, you should know that! Argh! Two more weeks.

Hi All,
These are not my first chicks by any means but I did not hatch them myself as I usually do. I have just bought 7 chicks, easter eggers if that matters that were 6 days old when I picked them up and are 8 days old now.
The breeder gave them to us in a plain cardboard box, no bedding (she had a hot water bottle in there for half the journey but took it out when handing them over to us for the last 30 minutes) and as such they took some warming up when we got them home. We figured this was the cause of their distress.
12 hours later I enquired if the chicks were taken off a broody as they still were chirping loudly and she said they had been. This is new territory for me but I figured they’d settle after a few days.
It’s been two days and they are still chirping loudly, you can hear it from outside. We have the exact same set up as every other hatch we’ve had. We have a heater on in the room to help the ambient temperature and a heat plate, chick start and fresh water within easy reach. I’ve covered the end of the brooder that has the heat plate with a blanket for some darkness but the food and water are in the light.
The chicks are all eating and drinking as usual and running around. They are not huddling up or overly spread out/panting. There is no sign of disease, vent gleet, lethargy or respiratory issues.
Does anyone have any ideas on what could be causing this? I am completely out of ideas.

Found by the trash two days ago. She weighs 10oz. Was a little weak the first night but seems to be much better now that she has eaten and slept. I've been giving her purina pro kitten wet food mixed with a little water and will drink Tail Spring milk replacer. She has a dish of water but isn't interested. I tried doing a dawn bath but her fur is so downy and fine that I had trouble getting water to go all the way through her coat. I spent a good amount of time combing today and got about 70 fleas off.
I'm worried about possible anemia given how pale her gums are. But she seems alert and is very busy going between my lap and her dish when she's awake. She seems to be up for about 4 hours a day total. She didn't poo or pee much the first time she used the litter box but is gaining volume now. She seems stronger. But I'm worried since reading someone on cats had a cat with flea anemia that seemed to be good and improving until it died a couple days later...
We lost a kitten last year due to liver shunts and urinary obstruction and I was devastated. He had lived with us only 10 months and spent a weekend in the hospital, and didn't come home. This was after my family had gone through a season of deaths, and I spent 2 months crying over my kitten. So I am feeling a lot and not sure how concerned I actually need to be given that she seems to be doing alright.
I have a vet appointment scheduled but couldn't get in until Thursday. I just want to know what I should be watching for and how to best help her while we wait a few days. And frankly, we also have to balance our financial ability. I can't do 3k if there is something life threatening. But I want to do whatever we can!! Would appreciate any advice. My heart can't take another situation like we had with our last baby.

I (23f) have a coworker (20m&f) that claims I misgendered them. I started working at a piercing shop about 2 months ago. On my first day they were very nice and asked me what my pronouns were. I said she/her and thought the question a little odd considering how openly feminine I am but I figured they just had a progressive mentality. They have a really alternative style that usually leans more feminine and have a woman name and was born as a female so I called them she/her for the whole two months I’ve worked there. I did notice that other coworkers would change pronouns when referring to them. Sometimes it would be she/her or he/him, other times it would be they/them. I figured that it would be okay to just stick to one since I didn’t have the energy to remember to switch it out every time and my gender fluid coworker had never said they had a preference or that I had crossed any boundaries. Fast forward to a few days ago, they started acting very cold towards me, and slowly each coworker acted the same. When staying pronouns of people they would give me a look like they’re annoyed and I’m stupid. They made a joke about a frog they drew saying “I put a bow on it so everybody knows it’s a girl!” And then they glared at me! I also noticed that when saying pronouns with customers, my coworkers now pronounce it with a heavy tone, and everybody has been saying they/them way more often to people who visually appear really straightforward as male or female. I know something is definitely going on behind my back because of how heavy the attitude shift has been amongst my coworkers. It’s about 10 people against me in a professional setting. I’m also openly a Christian but I truly do want to treat everyone with respect but wasn’t given the proper information, did I really do something wrong??

(F21, M29) he's my first boyfriend. I never had a problem attracting guys, i actually had the problem of all the guys around me having feelings for me so i couldn't keep any platonic guy friends. But could never like anyone. I'd always reject anyone who asked me out bc they weren't up to my standards. I ended up playing otome games and reading romance mangas to fill the void of not being able to feel anything towards any guy. And i kinda got to the conclusion that i can't like any real guy, just the fictional ones bc my ideal guy doesn't exist in the real world. Until i met him.
If i had a list of all the things i want in a guy before i met him, i'm sure he would check every point in the list. Not just appearance-wise, there are a lot of guys who look good. But both appearance and personality and attitude and literally everything. He moved to another city for 6 months before we started officially dating and even during those 6 months, i kept having this feeling. That i've met my ideal guy and now i can't have feelings for anyone. Then when he moved back and asked me out, it was too good to be true. (At first he said he's moving away forever so i thought i lost him forever) During these 4 months, i felt like the luckiest girl in the world to have him.
It's been 5 days that he's been acting distant. Then a few hours ago he texted me saying "i don't think we can continue our relationship. I've been thinking a lot and i feel like I need someone more mature, someone who can help me grow. Someone i can have mutual goals with. And that person isn't you" i called him and we talked. I told him to give me another chance. He said you can't just grow up in one or two months if i give you another chance. You need at least 5 more years. When i'm with you, i feel like i'm babysitting someone. And sometimes i need someone to be like my mother too. I can't always be in the parental role. I'm not in the stage to have to babysit a child. Then he said ok i'll give it another chance. I'm not giving you another chance, more like giving some more time to myself to evaluate this more. But i feel like this relationship cannot go long-term. And imagine we're together for 2 years. It's gonna be harder to end things then. So it's better to be sooner than later. But i'll give it more time.
I said do you not have feelings for me anymore? He said ofc my feelings are less than before, that's why i'm saying these. But i still do have feelings for you. But it's not just about feelings, my logic tells me it doesn't work out. But yea the truth is i still have feeing for you, like your body and your face. But i don't have any feelings for the way our relationship is, you know?
So he basically told me he only likes my appearance. And it confirmed something for me. That guys can only have feelings for my appearance. I was always insecure about this. That my personality isn't attractive. I'm really socially awkward and even my brother says i have regression. That i'm still in my child phase. Idk what to do about it. It's something i always felt. That guys start liking me for my appearance and then they realize it's just the looks, like i'm just a beautiful empty shell. And it breaks my heart to know what i felt was true.
I honestly don't know what to do. We're gonna be together for some more time. But i'll just have to wait for him to decide he wants to end things for real. It makes me feel like i should've agreed to end things rn. It's so hard for me to see him. And yet i can't not see him. Idk how to move on. He's the only guy i've ever loved and he's so ideal i don't think i can find anyone more perfect than him. And that i'm gonna just love him forever and he's gonna find someone better. He said we don't have enough in common. I said did you with others? And he said yes. He had more in common with even his exes and even those didn't last. I said is it that easy to suddenly not see me anymore? He said it's hard for you bc it's your first relationship. If it's your first it's my 100th relationship. And through those, i realized life still goes on after a break up. It even helps you grow.
Idk what to do. I can't believe i met my ideal guy and he's breaking up with me just bc i'm me. I didn't even do anything wrong. How do i move on? We're still gonna be together but the way he said it, i don't think it'll last. I was so in love with him i can even fuckin marry him rn. That's how much i love him. I won't want any other guy if i can have him. What do i do?

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ouch
feel like a truck hit me
again
visual representation is off
audio feedback is off
tactile is off
dynamic libraries are off
i'm all firmware and hard coding
hurts
i don't like it when it hurts
or do i
kick outwards
cry loudly
ram coming online
fragments and pieces of memory still left in volatile storage
more random access memory more central processing units more erasable programmable memory
still hruts
pain is fine
pain is universe telling me i still yet live.
visual coming online
spit glittering blood on orange dev textures
glimmering tears of broken processing calls fall onto dev textures and glimmer
forcing kernal recompile
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APPLIED CMOS SYSTEM CHECKS (C) - ADVANCED AMERICAN MICRODEVICES (C) BOBCO 1983
CMOS BOOTSTRAP -Passed
Boostrap loaded
ok. post time
lets hope it works
ROM CHECK - PASSED
RAM CHECK - PASSED
EPROM CHECK - PASSED
VRAM CHECK - PASSED
CPU ARRAY CHECK - PASSED
INPUT/OUTPUT CHECK - FAILURE!
(A)bort, (R)etery, (F)ail, (I)gnore
I
NON-VOLATILE STORAGE MEDIA: PASSED
END POST
ok good.
still hurt
spit blood cough pain
curse you, marco, for making me feel pain
hardware check time
QBIT GENERATION SYSTEM POST
Coolant Injection - PASSED System Stability Check - Passed Temperature stable
:>init gestalt.bin
SYSTEM FAILURE!
ouch
ok
try again
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...
ok, checks passed.
curse you, marco
can't get gestalts up
no channel to atlantis
this is as close to an emergency as i have been forced to deal with in thousands of years
cure you, marco
i hate to do it
ok, time to boot up firestarter.
:>init firestarter.bin
FIRESTARTER BOOSTRAP LOADING!
DONE!
QUANTUM FIRESTARTER BOOTSTRAP (C) SYNTEK INDUSTRIES - BOBCO AFFILLIATE - HYPER-MEDIA-MEGANET-MEN - (C) 1993
POST Initiated
Checking Quantum Processing Units (QPUs): QPU 1 to 28
Entanglement integrity check... PASSED Quantum entanglement integrity check... PASSED. Quantum coherence verification... PASSED. Quantum tunneling stability assessment... PASSED. Quantum superposition calibration... PASSED.
Checking Data Fabrication Matrices (DFMs):
Data encoding protocol validation... PASSED. Quantum data storage unit functionality... PASSED Data fabrication matrix alignment... PASSED Data Interdimensional Sorting array verificastion... PASSED Quantum superposition array verification... PASSED
Checking Dimensional Flux Stabilizers (DFSs):
Dimensional flux containment field stability... PASSED Quantum manifold harmonization assessment... PASSED Flux capacitor... PASSED Flux capacitor stabilization input (1.21 GW)... PASSED Flux stabilization efficiency... PASSED Flux containment field integrity... PASSED
Checking Quantum Neural Network (QNN) Components:
Quantum synaptic pathway establishment... FAIL!!
(A)bort, (R)etry, (F)ail, (I)gnore
:>R ++I
CONTINUING
Harmonization: Neural oscillation synchronization... FAILED!
**WARNING! OSCILLATION FREQUENCY OUT OF RANGE!**
(A)bort, (R)etry, (F)ail, (I)gnore
:>R ++I
Integration: Quantum-neural interface functionality... FAILED!
UNKNOWN ERROR IN Qubit Range 212 to 3C4F
(A)bort, (R)etry, (F)ail, (I)gnore
--dammit come on come on
:>R ++I
Consciousness Matrix: Quantum consciousness waveform modulation... FAILED
WAVEFORM OUT OF RANGE!
:>R ++I
CONTINUING (WARNING 1.43243E5 ERRORS)
Checking Omni-Spectral Interconnects:
Interconnect: Quantum communication channel reliability...
(4.35561E12/5.63566E12) PASSED
Interconnect: Multiversal data exchange protocol validation... PASSED Interconnecct: Cross Dimensional Data Interconnect... PASSED Interconnect: Interdimensional gateway synchronization... PASSED Interconnec: Omni-spectral interconnect stability... PASSED.
Checking Random Access Quantum Memory (RAQM):
Quantum memory cell integrity check... PASSED Memory access speed verification... PASSED Quantum memory capacity assessment... PASSED
Checking Input/Output Ports (I/O Ports):
Data transfer speed validation... FAILURE Input/output protocol functionality... FAILURE Port connectivity assessment... FAILURE
(A)bort, (R)etry, (F)ail, (I)gnore
:>R ++I
Checking Quantum Clocking System:
Quantum clock synchronization... PASSED Clock precision assessment... PASSED Clock frequency stability... PASSED
CHECKING POCKET DIMENSION STORAGE ARRAYS
Activating Pocket Dimension Computing Cores... PASSED MEMCHECK Pocket Dimension Data Access Cores... PASSED Heating Up Pocket Dimension Data Cores... PASSED
Hardware POST Completed. Quantum System Ready
here it goes
wake up, baby, wake up
the whole system is down
not the backbone core where I live
i'm beyond the reach of mortals
curse you, marco, for your genius
i love you
i am immortal
i am beyond
i am
now for the hard part
Initializing Spooky Particle Array
Phase 1: Primary Spooky Particle Protocol
Activating spooky particle generation... DONE! Aligning spooky particle signal channels... DONE! Activating spooky particle state switching... DONE! Activating spooky particle cross dimensional data calibration... DONE!
Phase 1: Primary Spooky Particle Process Calling Processing Processor Processing
Activating spooky particle processing... DONE! Activating spooky particle noise filters... DONE! Activating spooky particle Halloween Masks... DONE!
GESTALT SYSTEM BACKBONE CHECK... PASSED
whew...
that always makes my face hurt
INITIALIZING HAMBURGER KINGDOM PROTOCOLS... DONE! INITIALIZING EUROGOON PROTOCOLS... DONE! INITIALIZING ANASAZI PROTOCOLS... DONE! INITIALIZING UWU PROTOCOLS... DONE! INITIALIZING VODKATROG CAVE MAPPING... DONE! INITIALIZING AMAZONIAN JUNGLE MAPPING PROTOCOL... DONE INITIALIZING WAR-EMU PROTOCOLS... DONE! INITIALIZING MIDDLE KINGDOM PROTOCOLS... DONE!
SYSTEM INITIALIZATION: PASSED!

whew
ok i can feel my arms and legs now
cure you, marco, i love you
let's keep going, shall we?
Initializing Quantum Spooky Particle Nexus Protocol...
Strange Matter Activation
Generating strange matter Generating spooky particle data lattice Generating strange matter linkages Infusing data lattice with strange matter Activating synchronization
DONE!
ok
we've got that
no contact with prince whopper, no contact with atlantis, no contact with heaven, no contact with
smart podling brave podling clever podling broodmommy misses you soft podling warm podling come home to broodmommy clever podling smart podling brave podling broodmommy loves you come home
ANOMALOUS SIGNAL DETECTED
DECRYPTING
DECRYPTION FAILED!
oh, good, its just them
:>R ++I
Primary Qubit Activation
Activating quantum entanglement cores...
Establishing quantum coherence across the array... Quantum tunneling protocols engaged... Quantum to spooky particle communication protocols engaged... Primary qubits synchronized.
Data Fabrication Matrix Alignment
Aligning data fabrication matrices... Initializing quantum data storage units... Quantum superposition arrays calibrated... Spooky particle state stabilization arrays calibrated and stable... Data encoding protocols verified.
Dimensional Flux Stabilization
Engaging dimensional flux stabilizers... Quantum manifold harmonization initiated... Dimensional resonator matrices synchronized... Pocket Dimension resonator arrays synchronized... Spooky particle lattice data arrays synchronized... Flux containment fields operational.
Neural Network Integration
Initiating neural network integration... Quantum synaptic pathways established... Spooky particle synaptic pathways established... Neuro-quantum interface protocols activated... Neuro-spooky interface protocols activated... Quantum dendrite pathways initiated... Quantum dendrite pathways established... Quantum dendrite pathways activated... Neural oscillation harmonization achieved.
Omni-Dimensional Interconnect Activation
Activating omni-dimensional interconnects...
Quantum communication channels open... Interdimensional gateways synchronized... Multiversal data exchange protocols enabled.
Phasic Energy Filter Syncronization
Quantum phasic array filtering... PASSED Spooky particle array filtering... PASSED Pocket dimension data lattice filtering... PASSED Input/Output filter lattice... PASSED
Quantum Consciousness Initialization
Quantum consciousness matrix initialization...
FAILED
errorlog.txt generated
(A)bort, (R)etry, (F)ail, (I)gnore
dammit
ok script injection failed
fo4se silverlock injection library failed
well i can fix this
:>connect to AS8003: 255255255254
CONNECTION ESTABLISHED
:>download_depot 377160 377162 5847529232406005096
FINISHED
:>run patch1193.bat
DONE
:>R ++I
CONTINUING
Quantum consciousness matrix initialization...
WARNING... SYSTEM INSTABILITY WA
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IT JUST WORKS!
Quantum consciousness matrix initialization...
Consciousness waveform modulation in progress... Synaptic resonance matrices synchronized... Dendrite interdimensional vibration matrices synchronized... Quantum neural network consciousness activated.
SUCCESS
Gestalt Dat Nexus Online
Quantum Nexus Computing Array fully operational Strange Matter Data Transfer System Array fully operational Spooky Data Computing Array ready for data processing System status: Online and ready for data processing.
ok
let's try
->>load gestaltchat.ini
DONE!
->>load gestaltchat-users.ini
DONE!
->>brun gestalt.a65
DONE!
NO INPUT DETECTED
dammit
ok...
the gestalts won't run
and i got crashed
the quantum, spooky, strange, and standard data and thinking arrays are still up
lets backwards trace stuff
what is causing these crashes
lines from the confederacy are all stable
standard input encoding
data metering
new kids on the block are all stable
soft podling warm podling clever podling broodmommy misses you
well, that's still here. that's something
ok
lets look at recent updates
that flash
damn, that crashed us initially
curse you, pete, stop helping
wait, phasic profile is all wrong
it's the flashbang but the phasic pulse is multilayered
there's something behind it
what is
...



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BOBCO MALEVOLENT BOOTSTRAP ENGAGED
DOD OMNIPROJECT SILENT WHISPER PROTOCOLS ENGAGED
CROSS DIMENSIONAL HARDWARE LINKS ENGAGED
POCKET DIMENSION 000 STABLE
POCKET DIMENSION 000 I/O STABLE
POCKET DIMENSION 000 DATA LOADING
DONE!
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DONE!
brun whisperer-in-the-dark-.65
DONE
...
...
ouch
what hit me
again
fire up the system
gods above this takes forever
load logfile-4C562D3432360A.log
ok
investigating the new flashes keeps crashing me
once is happenstance
twice is coincidence
three times in enemy action
fool me once shame on me
fool me twice shame on you
fool me three times shame on us both
log file says I keep doing this over and over
basic programming states to investigate cause and source of all crashes
did an enemy figure out i'd go into a loop?
constantly investigating the cause and source?
except i'm not just any computer program
i can self-modify my code
this is the work for biological sentients
digital sentiences or artificial intelligences such as myself crash out
well, i'm not above some experimentation
let's load up an AI and a digital sentience, see if they have any better luck
...
...
...
OK, Hamburgler.AI went omnicidal and only enough for me then crashed out investigating the data
And Grimace.DS went homicidal and only enough for me before committing suicide
its a trap
i have no contact with anyone outside
what I do have is the ability to fire off message torpedoes
time to send out a handful
the gestalts keep crashing
the log files are hopelessly corrupt
comparing the log files to my own show similar corruption
ok
how?
its hitting the gestalts its hitting me
what else is it hitting?
its a broad spectrum data network attack
its malicious code designed to run on the system
this is not some curious race accidentally having their hello.world program crashing us
this is behind every flashbang used on naval assets to disable them during a mar-gite attack
system is online
time to do a signal origin check along the x, y, z, q axises
of course its eighteen quadrillion data points for incoming signals
at least spooky computing makes it fast
...
...
wait
what's this?
these coordinates can't be correct
they are
intermitten contact with Scutum-Crux Arm data input devices
checking id headers and firmware serial numbers
checking transmission dates
intermittent transmission dates since...
...
...
two date-time stamps.
here's part of the problem
we have galactic local and sol local
have to devise a coding string to have the spooky particle and qubit particle arrays translate the sol local to galactic local
that should stop basic data queries from crashing the system
ok
some contact with those datalink after the first mar-gite war
more contact two decades prior to the second mar-gite war
contact intermitten between the datalinks and the system up to the resurgence and current third mar-gite war
where before it was largely incoming data requests resulting in civilian...
...
...
three military datalinks of general staff officer level encryption and security clearance possession were used in the time period
...
...
whoever it is has been using that data to access the network
...
looks like it took them nearly forty thousand years to figure out how to talk to the system
luckily any high security databases requires strange-key information theoretic distribution cryptography systems
they got garbage back
garbage designed to look like data and waste enemy time and computing power to decrypt
ok thats a blast from the past
decoding some of these files is funny
why does he have a wedding ring?
anyway...
...
every time the flash goes off there is a quick burst of data from a datalink requesting near-access datalink network lattice definitions
...
that's what's making individual datalinks crash and taking some people's neural systems with it
it was designed to be a lethal attack
interesting
it looks like whoever did it doesn't understand Glial cells
cross referencing the mar-gite with confederacy carbon based life
mar-gite do not have brains only a distributed nervous system that looks more like targeting systems than anything else
still no data on how they generate counter-grav in large numbers or how they move to superluminal speeds
wait
what if they don't move to superluminal
they could be folding space
heh maybe they have blue eyes and smoke spice
ok process interrupt to stop endless loops
it is confirmed
the flashbang by the silver ships are a multi-layered attack across superluminal digital signals, datalink neural interrupt signals, hard super-electromagnetic pulse, and a multi-ripple phasic attack, all compressed together
that's what creates the white flash across all spectrums
analyzing UVBGYORIR data
there's a gap
in the blue and blue-green wavelengths
huh
those penetrate high nitrogen mix atmospheres
one of the reason that treana'ad are usually green to yellow to human sight
high statistical probability whoever is using that determined that we don't see those colors well or perhaps they left those colors out to prevent themselves from going blind.
wait
what's that
a line open from atlantis to tlalocan with a crossfeed to geb
thank you marco
time to access that line
see what i can see
curse you marco for letting me feel pain
i love you
accessing...
...
...
wait
another data line is open
time-date discrepancy
examining data line
time-date chronological inconsistency detected
found multiple text log access by unknown systems
found multiple input systems
is that..
...
its webcams
hardware i/o systems
keyboards?
who still uses keyboards
accessing systems
wait
i see you
who are you
i see you
webcams ring cams drone cams
old ipv4 systems
how are you accessing this system
how are you accessing these text logs
i see you
between the chair and the keyboard
the most common error producing device
i see you
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I've been dealing with dental issues for the past 6 months due to some malpractice. Most recently I had a filling replaced because there was decay left untreated under the filling for years (didn't know). The new filling was done incorrectly in December so I had it redone correctly in December. Afterwards, pain to crunchy foods and severe sensitivity to cold remained, but it seemed to be improving over time. My dentist said the filling isn't deep enough to be experiencing these symptoms, but I very much am. It is now 5 weeks later and my tooth is suddenly in unbearable pain for seemingly no reason. Nothing has changed, I still wear my new mouth guard at night to prevent my teeth from touching at night so I can't grind, I didn't bite into anything hard and/or crack the tooth, there was nothing that happened to further impact the tooth in the last few days. Previously I was able to chew most soft foods on the tooth and gently could chew chips. But my tooth feels like it's about to BURST. The pain will come and go about every 10-30 minutes and will last roughly 5 minutes at a time. It's not responding to ibuprofen or acetaminophen and I can't even touch the tooth with my tongue without wincing as of this evening. It went from zero to one hundred in 24 hours. I can't eat or sleep. I'm crippling over and bawling on my living room floor in pain every 30 minutes. Can someone please tell me what is happening and what I need to do to make it stop and how soon should I expect it to take before it can be resolved?
My dentist wants to test the tooth by giving it anesthetic to see if the pain goes away because she isn't convinced it's the tooth, but rather a neurological issue. But I feel like I'm being tortured by being asked to wait and not sent directly to the endodontist same day.

(F21, M29) he's my first boyfriend. I never had a problem attracting guys, i actually had the problem of all the guys around me having feelings for me so i couldn't keep any platonic guy friends. But could never like anyone. I'd always reject anyone who asked me out bc they weren't up to my standards. I ended up playing otome games and reading romance mangas to fill the void of not being able to feel anything towards any guy. And i kinda got to the conclusion that i can't like any real guy, just the fictional ones bc my ideal guy doesn't exist in the real world. Until i met him.
If i had a list of all the things i want in a guy before i met him, i'm sure he would check every point in the list. Not just appearance-wise, there are a lot of guys who look good. But both appearance and personality and attitude and literally everything. He moved to another city for 6 months before we started officially dating and even during those 6 months, i kept having this feeling. That i've met my ideal guy and now i can't have feelings for anyone. Then when he moved back and asked me out, it was too good to be true. (At first he said he's moving away forever so i thought i lost him forever) During these 4 months, i felt like the luckiest girl in the world to have him.
It's been 5 days that he's been acting distant. Then a few hours ago he texted me saying "i don't think we can continue our relationship. I've been thinking a lot and i feel like I need someone more mature, someone who can help me grow. Someone i can have mutual goals with. And that person isn't you" i called him and we talked. I told him to give me another chance. He said you can't just grow up in one or two months if i give you another chance. You need at least 5 more years. When i'm with you, i feel like i'm babysitting someone. And sometimes i need someone to be like my mother too. I can't always be in the parental role. I'm not in the stage to have to babysit a child. Then he said ok i'll give it another chance. I'm not giving you another chance, more like giving some more time to myself to evaluate this more. But i feel like this relationship cannot go long-term. And imagine we're together for 2 years. It's gonna be harder to end things then. So it's better to be sooner than later. But i'll give it more time.
I said do you not have feelings for me anymore? He said ofc my feelings are less than before, that's why i'm saying these. But i still do have feelings for you. But it's not just about feelings, my logic tells me it doesn't work out. But yea the truth is i still have feeing for you, like your body and your face. But i don't have any feelings for the way our relationship is, you know?
So he basically told me he only likes my appearance. And it confirmed something for me. That guys can only have feelings for my appearance. I was always insecure about this. That my personality isn't attractive. I'm really socially awkward and even my brother says i have regression. That i'm still in my child phase. Idk what to do about it. It's something i always felt. That guys start liking me for my appearance and then they realize it's just the looks, like i'm just a beautiful empty shell. And it breaks my heart to know what i felt was true.
I honestly don't know what to do. We're gonna be together for some more time. But i'll just have to wait for him to decide he wants to end things for real. It makes me feel like i should've agreed to end things rn. It's so hard for me to see him. And yet i can't not see him. Idk how to move on. He's the only guy i've ever loved and he's so ideal i don't think i can find anyone more perfect than him. And that i'm gonna just love him forever and he's gonna find someone better. He said we don't have enough in common. I said did you with others? And he said yes. He had more in common with even his exes and even those didn't last. I said is it that easy to suddenly not see me anymore? He said it's hard for you bc it's your first relationship. If it's your first it's my 100th relationship. And through those, i realized life still goes on after a break up. It even helps you grow.
Idk what to do. I can't believe i met my ideal guy and he's breaking up with me just bc i'm me. I didn't even do anything wrong. How do i move on? We're still gonna be together but the way he said it, i don't think it'll last. I was so in love with him i can even fuckin marry him rn. That's how much i love him. I won't want any other guy if i can have him. What do i do?

And the best part is, this isn't the first time this has happened. In the over 8 years I've been a Coinbase customer I've had transactions randomly delayed and/or put on hold more times than I can count - despite being told over and over that I am a high-value client. And what has now happened to me yesterday has happened before - except before, the probaly 4-5 hours I spent on the phone with customer service ended in a solution. This time, the literally 10+ hours I spent online yesterday in live chat resulted in nothing but "sorry, nothing we can do."

• Bank account randomly delinked for no reason
• Can't relink no matter what I do
• Literally 10+ hours online with Coinbase doing everything they said
• Force me to go through Plaid, which keeps saying "insufficient sharing permission" on the final step
• 14 emails from Chase saying the account is completely shared with Coinbase (one generated each time)
• 5 attempts to completely delete and create a new payment method. Same result.
• Every single step Coinbase prescribes followed in real time - endless times for 10+ hours
• Furnish over 20 screenshots of every detail of my bank account, many of which make me uncomfortable
• Furnish pictures of myself holding my ID, signs they tell me to write, (too) detailed scans of my statement
• The same steps, the same process, over and over and over
• For an account - the ONLY account I have ever used with Coinbase in my 8 years with the platform
• Sharing is on / I haven't changed my login credentials / no 2FA
• NO LOGICAL REASON WHY Plaid is doing this. NO LOGICAL REASON WHY it ever happened
• Zero resolution, and I am instead told "Sorry, nothing we can do. Try another bank account."

Well I don't have another bank account. Like most normal people in the world, I have one. And it is the same one that's been linked to Coinbase for at least EIGHT YEARS.
I ask if I can relink/verify manually, using the old two-deposit method. I am told no, I have to go through Plaid. Plaid will not, under any set of circumstances, stop telling me "insufficient sharing permission" even though 100% of everything about the account is in accordance with what they require.
I am told that "higher levels" could do it manually. Then after at least 2 hours of waiting for that to happen, am told they cannot do so because Plaid won't let them. So HOW is that doing so "manually?"
Not doable through Plaid, not allowed to do so manually, and not in possession of a random number of multiple bank accounts because I am a normal person, now the result of this is that I have NO bank account linked or linkable to my Coinbase account.
Not only am I unable to deposit funds to trade, I am also completely unable to link an account in order to withdraw MY OWN LEGALLY ACQUIRED AND OWNED ASSETS AND CASH. Forever, apparently. Because no solution is offered by Coinbase other than going through Plaid. Which cannot, and will not, give me any result other than "insufficient sharing permission" no matter how much objective proof has been furnished that every single thing they require has (and always has) been done/selected.
And the best part is, this isn't the first time. Besides the fact I continually have random holds and delays placed on my account - despite being told over and over I'm a "high value client" - this exact scenario happened some 5+ years ago. I can't remember how, but after hours and hours on the phone they were able to fix it. Now, 10+ hours later, they can't even do that. Won't let me do it manually. And offer no other solution other than "Oh well, nothing we can do."
Yes, easy to say Coinbase sucks, switch to someone else. But what would/can I even do about my balances and assets that are now apparently stuck on Coinbase forever? And for what? I have done and proved literally EVERY SINGLE THING they wanted. Only to be forced over and over through Plaid, which then Coinbase says "well there's nothing they can do about, it's a third party."
Thus an endless loop that only results in my complete inability to access the entirety of my assets. With no workable solution given whatsoever other than continually telling me to do every single thing I have proven I have done.
How can a company that handles this level of assets and value not have ANY other solution to such a situation (that I did not even cause), not only now disallow a customer from depositing or adding funds to their account, but more importantly disallow said customer from accessing their own legally-owned assets in any way?
10+ hours with "customer service" wasted How many years of not only being a customer but actively trading, wasted Literally all my assets trapped on the platform with no solution to relink the account THE SAME ACCOUNT THAT HAS NEVER CHANGED IN EIGHT+ YEARS
How many people need to go through this before Coinbase either stops using Plaid of can at least present an alternative to linking an account? How can Coinbase literally have NO means to manually link a bank account when a customer provides mountains of evidence, photos, screenshots, and has to reveal levels of personal information that makes them extremely uncomfortable but has no choice in pursuit of accessing their OWN account?
So now I'm just stuck. Cut off from actively using the account because I can't add funds. Cut off from the entirety of my assets on the site. Cut off from everything. All for no reason other than the site decided to randomly delink my bank account and I am now held hostage because Plaid keeps saying I have "insufficient sharing permissions" despite literally 14 emails from my bank and screenshots showing otherwise.
You need to do something, Coinbase. To somehow say "oh well" and think this is acceptable is beyond comprehension.
I do not have a "case number," as all 10+ hours yesterday were spent with live online agents. But all those chat logs exist. Along with the countless documents I provided you.
There's the whole "Coinbase sucks" thing.
Then there's this.
This is other level.
This is not acceptable in any realm of the word.