Hello HousingUK,
My partner and I are both from the UK (England) and in the process of purchasing a home and have encountered a situation with our solicitors regarding the verification of gifted funds, and we're hoping for some guidance.
In July last year, my mother-in-law generously gifted us £5,000 to help with our purchase. Due to daily transfer limits, she sent us £2,000 and £3,000 to her husband, who then transferred that amount to us. Our solicitor has now classified him as gifterand is requesting proof of his income, fair enough. He's a taxi driver, and we've provided a year's worth of bank statements, answered numerous questions, and submitted three years of tax returns.
Despite this, the solicitor has asked an additional 10 questions concerning the source of the funds, querying if it was withdrawn from a business account, which we've already confirmed is not the case as he doesn't have one. They've even gone as far as to ask for proof of his accountant's qualifications!
We find these requests to be excessive. We have over £5,000 in our own savings, accumulated since the transfer last July, could we use this instead?
Has anyone else experienced similar issues? How did you handle it? Is there a point where these requests become unreasonable, and if so, what are our options?
Any advice would be greatly appreciated.

Fake power trip or worthwhile endeavour?
If the idea is to prove one is the best at Efootball, surely this person would be given more kudos using an objectively 'bad' squad and still win?
In a fps such as counter-strike, you are the player, the tools (weapons) in game are balanced on a level playing field always the same. So if you consistently win or top of the team versus currently 'better' players you rank up division faster, proving you are good.
In Efootball the tools are your squad, they can be wildly unbalanced, if you win versus anyone else or lose versus anyone of any rank, you get the same points.
If this nature of tool imbalance has to be the case (Coinami), surely a win versus a team with better tools (also calculating rank) should result in greater point/rank bonus? And vice-versa?
Why perpepuate the chirade of being 'better' when this could be a respectable competition.
Conversely, as this is a game, it is very possible to 'balance' the tools (players) used in Divisions squads by at least providing a reasonable limit.
A by no means definitive example: You can only have 4 '5 star' players, and a team points limit of 3000.
The idea being in order to use any of the paid for insanely good player you have to make a compromise elsewhere, adding to the tactical element of creating a squad, and allowing a fair balance. Otherwise we pepetuate the insane power creep and power trip.
Yes players want to use the full 'dream team', but be realistic, you could use quick match or friendly match for that. For a competitive mode.. there has to be a blanced compromise and paying for power isn't the answer.

Lawyers, small business owners, anyone who could help answer some of my questions welcome please. I also am looking for some support as I feel completely alone in unknown waters. If anyone has walked this path before me or has helpful knowledge I would be very grateful.
(Forgive me if any mistakes, English is not my first language)
Plan:
-To start a small business of upcycling blankets and other second-hand fabric by sewing. I would also like to knit and crochet pieces too, so it’s an art/ craft but the outcome is accessories such as tote bags and clothing items. I have many art-related ideas too and don’t want to limit myself too much. From what I’ve read, I believe this best would fall under the NAICS (code 44-45) more specifically 458000- clothing, clothing accessories, shoe, and jewelry retailers. (Feel free to correct me)
Background:
-I am a woman in my early 20s and I still live at home with my family in a home that we rent. I don’t have any assets, I don’t own a car, and I don’t own a house. The only person wanting to do the business is me alone. I’m taking a break from working an actual job at the moment and want to take a chance on this business idea. I don’t have anything to lose right now. I do not have a home office but only my bedroom that can turn into a space for me to sew which is the main thing I will be doing in the business I start. I have hope in this business idea and want to be able to provide income to help my family more. The hope is keeping me alive and everyone starts somewhere don’t they?
In no way do I plan to use Reddit as legal advice, but any guidance or any input leading me to the right direction would mean so so much to me.
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My questions<

1.When starting out should I do a DBA or and LLC?
-I have read up on this a lot the last few months and still can’t reach a conclusion. DBA $30 if I file thru mail, and LLC $135. DBA mentions “principal place of business” and that would be the rental property where I live truthfully. Sec.609.48 of the Minnesota 2023 statutes is scary to me because I would never intend to violate that and end up in jail or paying huge fines. My dad has a dedicated office space, and since cowork spaces exist for businesses, I know I technically could use his address instead of my home address…. but that does not feel truthful since I only would be working and sewing from my room at home so I know it must be wrong.
2.Privacy?

• The biggest block and concern for me because I plan to use reels on YouTube, Instagram, TikTok for promoting my business where people will see/ know what I look like. I don’t want people to be able to track down my home address. I have been stalked by men before many times so I get very worried about my privacy for starting a business especially as a young and single woman.

1. Sole proprietor?

-Is the best option to just operate under my legal name so no DBA is necessary or LLC? Should I just start? It feels like I am getting ahead of myself. I could rent a P.O. Box and use that as the sending address for items that I sell to protect my home address, right? Do I maybe only need to seek permission from my landlord? Sewing is something so small though, not like I am doing mechanic repairs or metal working on the property.
—— I have read about using a lawyeregistered agent to protect home address paying them yearly, or using a virtual adddress to protect home address, registering at a local cowork monthly, and even renting an actual mail box at the local post office all as options. All have their downsides though and it seems if I am the primary owner of my business my home address may still get out into the world some how though…so is it just unavoidable? Do I just say screw it and register my business with my home address? Maybe there is some solution I am missing…
—What would you do?—
Thank you in advance to anyone who reads this post. I appreciate you taking time out of your day and putting up with a lot of word vomit and no doubt errors.
How do people do it!

Hello,
I watched this video a while ago and wanted to know the limitations of using it: video in question.
I tried attempting it on a problem except, instead of just adding something to easier cancel out things like the video explains, I also multiplied by something.
Here is my work: work here.
As you can see, I did not get what the answer at the back of the book states to be. I'm wondering why this "trick" didn't work out. My assumption is, adding a constant of integration is limited to what that is "adding", but mulitplying does not work. Or maybe my algebra was wrong.
Regardless, is there a proper name for this technique? Thanks.

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Note - Asking this question here to get a broader set of answers from Indian households instead of limited ones from any culinary sub.
My father used to say that if you remove the water in which the rice is cooked, then the crucial micronutrients along with taste are washed away and you are just eating the cardboardy leftovers.
At the same time other insist that draining the starch away makes it healthy as you consume less starch. Also rice becomes more fluffier if you drain the starch.
What’s your preferred method and why?

It was late November 2015. I was 51 and one year past my divorce (which was not related to cheating) when I became so disgusted with myself that I knew I had to pick myself up. I was alone for the long holiday, and although I wasn't really sad or lonely, I felt empty. However, I had some extra time to consider how does one picks oneself up.
I made a list of potential New Year resolutions that were individually realistic. Some were really easy and stupid like “have your chipped front tooth fixed” and “take & post a selfie”. These smaller tasks fueled my confidence and provided the energy boosts needed to tackle the more challenging resolutions, like starting a weight loss challenge at work.
Skip ahead to March 4th 2016. I had a Friday lunch date with a married client that I met two weeks prior. Of course, it was not a real date, as I wouldn't impose myself on a married woman, nor would I risk my career or my ego, especially if the signals she seemed to be sending were just a product of my wishful thinking, stimulated by checking off some boxes on the list on the fridge dated 1/1/16.
The following is my thank you note to her for a great date as well as for helping me check a lot of boxes over the past few weeks. I sent her a link to it as it is in the form of my first ever online post (one more check box, YAY!).
************************************** We were only 1 minute in the hotel room; her jeans in a ball on the floor. She sat at the foot of the king sized bed and backed her way into the stack of oversized pillows lining the headboard. I followed as If attached by a leash. I landed somewhat awkwardly on my elbows between her legs finding myself squarely face to face with the tattoo. This tattoo, that she so shamelessly revealed just a week ago, the same tattoo that has been scorching my thoughts and the same tattoo that she promised me complete and unlimited access.
It’s been a long time since I have been here or anywhere near as nice as here, between the legs of a beautiful woman 20 years younger and far out of my league....even when I was her age. I took a second to drink in my fortunate situation. I admired her panties. All day I was so hoping she would wear those same panties as before. She didn’t. These were different but similar enough. The delicate lace and silk perfectly framed the tattoo on her hip. She did not disappoint. There is a fruity jasmine scent, intoxicatingly pleasant, and oh so subtle. It is not here. I’ll need to find its source. I want more of that. (I remember being thoroughly impressed and thinking to myself “This girl is good”.)
I briefly forgot that there was someone else here besides myself and the tattoo. How long have I been down here perving out on her? I wondered. I hesitated, and then apologetically looked up half expecting a well-deserved snarky glare. What I found instead was an ear to ear compassionate smile followed by a tilt of her head and an arch of her eyebrow that said “I like that you like that, carry on”.
With confidence restored that we were still in sync, I adjusted myself so that I was in a good position to thoroughly enjoy what I came to do. I kissed the tattoo hard and gave it a good lick. The challenge for today was “Taste the Tattoo” and I won. I did a small celebration gesture that she rolled her eyes to. I continued to kiss and taste all around until every freckle got some personal attention. As I got to the upper most reaches of her inner thighs, I looked up to check in as I was about to cross a new line. For the first time she was not looking back at me but had laid her head back deep into the pillows, her eyes closed. I took that as a yes!
I marveled at the softness of her inner thighs on my cheeks as I gently placed kisses up one and down the other. As I kissed her through her panties, her hips responded by arching her up in anticipation of each next kiss. Before long, those wonderful panties were just getting in the way. I stopped and pondered whether to just slide them aside or remove them or to risk interrupting the mood and attempt a complete wardrobe removal as we were both still fully dressed except for her jeans.
I didn’t have to ponder long as she knew what she wanted and it was not any of the options I was considering. Still lying back with her head semi submerged within the pillows, she held out her arms as if gesturing for a hug. I moved up her body and when I got close enough she pulled me in for a kiss.
Unbelievably, this was our first kiss. I found it odd that we had not kissed yet and was grateful she thought to stop for a moment to have a kiss. We kissed some and then I settled in to thoroughly enjoy it. However, the kiss to come was not the kiss I was expecting or a kiss I was ready for. It was a kiss that could ruin everything.
Technically, there was one kiss before. It was an awkward kiss 5-10 minutes earlier just after we entered the room. All in about the time it took for the hotel door to close behind us, she tossed her bag on the sofa, had her jewelry off and set on the nightstand while I emptied my pockets and silenced my phone.
We approached each other, and as we met I was looking at the place where the tattoo would be under her shirt and behind her jeans. They were higher cut and could not be pulled down that far to get to the tattoo. They would have to come off. To just reach in and do that would be an uncharacteristically bold move for me. But I did have unquestionable permission to have the tattoo in any way that I desired. I reached down with both hands and took hold of the waistband on each side of the button. I didn’t see her simultaneous move in at me at first. Just as I felt the metal of the button, I felt her reaching her arms around my neck and realized that she was tip toeing up for a kiss. It caught me unexpectedly and I think it showed on my face that it did. I tried to recover and moved back in to accept her lips on to mine but it turned into an awkward peck.
I scolded myself for the selfish moment and just as I was trying to formulate a recovery gesture, she, without missing a beat, gently dismissed my fumble and gracefully restored the momentum. “Oh” she said with surprise in her tone, while looking down at my fingers ready to release her button. Then, in a more playfully quizzical tone, she followed with “I guess you want to get right to THAT then” and she stepped back away from me where I lost grip of her jeans. She replaced my fingers on the button with hers, paused, maybe waiting for me to look up to her eyes, which I finally did, then flashed me a devilishly naughty smile and pulled her jeans down to the top of her boots. She then proudly announced, mostly to herself, “You really are going to let me have fun with you, aren’t you!” seemingly shedding any doubts in her mind that I would go through with this. She then sat at the foot of the all white linen king sized bed, removed her boots and jeans and backed her way into the stack of oversized pillows lining the headboard.
Back to our kiss. The kiss that from now on I will reflect on as our first kiss
Responding to her hug gesture, I moved up her body and when I got close enough she pulled me in for a kiss. I didn’t flub it this time, but again, I didn’t know it was coming, and prolly I should have. It took only ten seconds to adjust and synchronize to each other’s kissing form. It was warm and succulent and sweet and was wonderful. I really was surprised at how nice this felt. I don’t recall married kissing being this enjoyable. I remember saying to myself “Damn, this girl can kiss”.
I was on top, in a position that wasn’t going to be comfortable for as long as I wanted this to last, so I backed away to reposition but she held tight indicating she didn’t want me to move. I gestured at the space next to her and she relented. We then settled in facing one another side by side; her smile confirming that this was a nice place. We were hugging and kissing, pulling each other closer and looking into each other’s eyes. Our legs intertwined and our hands were roaming, but not really in a sexual way, more like trying to make as much body contact as possible. I couldn’t get over how I felt so much more familiarity than there was. What I did not recognize at the time was that this was the physical intimacy catching up to match the virtual intimacy we have been sharing online.
Soon the intensity escalated and it was getting very hot very quickly. The intensity and passion that was building was not something I ever expected or planned for. This was the rare kind of making out where accidental hickeys happen and inadvertent “Oh god I love you’s” slip out. Not that either of those was going to happen but my safe, non-committal no emotional strings encounter was getting too hot to not risk introducing emotions into the situation. And that could happen.
At some point I was no longer kissing her lips and mouth but was kissing her.
I broke contact to catch a breath and maybe get some control of the fire. We stopped for a moment to breathe and cool off. She slid herself on top and I rolled over on to my back to accommodate her. She looked at me with eyes that appeared to agree that it was a good time to slow it down. She closed her eyes and she seemed to enjoy that I was rubbing her back with both hands that I slipped up under her shirt. She presented her lips for me to kiss and then her cheek for the same, then neck and ear and lips again. Her long hair had fallen down around us, surrounding our faces like a vail creating a tiny private and even more intimate space. Inside here it was darker and the temperature and humidity rose quickly. We were breathing each other’s breath between kisses. All of a sudden I noticed that Jasmine was back. Not subtle this time, but deep and fulfilling. I loved it.
This fragrance stuff really works. The next morning just after waking up, I caught an unexpected subtle whiff on my skin under my watch and my heart jumped by 20 beats. Who’d a thunk it possible?
The passion was building again but since I was aware and cautious now, I wanted to enjoy and go with it. I thought I could keep it measured and I did for a while as it does take two. The kissing slowed to half and so did the passion. However, the rest of our bodies started to make up for it and the touching evolved into the sexual. She was still on top of me and my hands were exploring and squeezing on her panty covered butt, then under and in those panties. Her body contact became more targeted as she was now very deliberately mashing her fun stuff all over my fun stuff. The kissing subsided but replaced with the audible accompaniment of her squeaks, moans and quicker breathing timed with her mashing I was no longer in control. The passion was under control but being replaced with something intimately erotic.
I abruptly escaped by gently rolling her over on to her back then getting up and knelling between her legs. I took a moment to catch my breath and wanted to say “That is getting WAY too intimate. Can we get naked and have sex now?” However, I tugged at her panties and said something dorky like “can we take these off now?” Yes, we were still both fully dressed except for her jeans
Since I am the kind of guy who doesn’t kiss and tell, (well, only tells about the kisses) and this is not the forum for it, I am not going to talk about the sexy part over the next 30 minutes. I will tell you that we did finally each get ourselves unceremoniously naked and then the sexy part finishes where it started, with me finishing all over that beautiful tattoo. Of course I did a small celebration gesture that she rolled her eyes to.
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Cuddle time. Our snapchats leading up to this encounter were heavy on the anticipation and buildup but didn’t contain a lot of detail about or define what stuff would happen during our “fun” time together.
Me: “Ok then, tomorrow lunchtime, I’m in.”
Her: “OMG Are you saying that you are REALLY going to come here and let me have fun with you?
Me: “I’m REALLY going to come there. I am REALLY going to fully inspect that tattoo, as well as the neighborhood where the tattoo lives.
Her: “I so can’t wait to get my hands on you.”
Me: “WOW….Now that this is real and going to happen, my heart is beating so hard that I am afraid that people can see it through my shirt.”
Her: “You have to tell me, are you being SERIOUS right now? You can’t say this and not show up. It’s OK if you are teasing, but you have to say so that you are now….not tomorrow!!!”
Me: “I am SERIOUS and I PROMISE I will be there. You have gotten to me, BAD. All week with the way we have been talking..err..I mean snapchatting; I can’t get you out of my head. Then today with those tattoo snaps you sent; I can’t get up from my desk. LOL…..NOT kidding NOT teasing.”
Her: “I am BAD, and I like having FUN. I am going to have so much fun with you!!!”
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The only specific things I recall us acknowledging we would do with our “fun” was tattoo inspection and cuddle time. So as soon as cleanup from sexy time was done we both knew what time it was. For me, as good as the inspection was the cuddle was better. Just as during the sexy time we changed things up and we got to cuddle many ways. We started face to face full contact hugging just like our kissing time with some but less kissing and more being in the moment.
We were still hot (temperature hot now) and sweaty so that didn’t last long. She turned over and we spooned some. I was still craving full body contact but it was still so hot that we had to separate a bit. No contact spooning if you will, with just my one hand caressing her exposed shoulder and arm and hip with an occasional butt cheek squeeze.
It was about that time that we had our first ever personal conversation. On the project there were lots of flirty banter and some personal stories but almost always as part of a group. We had many phone calls and a few project meetings with just us two but never did the conversation get personal. Until now the only personal talks (Chats) we have had have been via Snapchat. I don’t recall who asked the first question of the other, but it was like a dam broke and we started filling in the details of our lives, our feelings and all the things we chatted about.
There was a lot to tell and we were giddy like children (child) best friends re-meeting on the first day of school catching each other up on our summer vacations. At one point she had something compelling to say and faster than a fish out of water she flipped back to facing me so she could gesture with her hand and punctuate through her expression. She landed close. Closer that I think she meant to at first and just a bit awkward I felt. But I was wrong. She didn’t back up an inch. I really couldn’t see her hand but I could feel that she was using it in the 2 to 4 inches of space between our chests. Her face was right into mine. She would lean back or up just an inch when she wanted me to see her eyes or smile or frown for emphasis, then settle back into the pillows with our foreheads or noses or cheeks touching. It was the farthest thing in the world from awkward.
If there was a recurring theme for the day it would be HOT; in every sense and synonym of the word. Again, it was getting too sweaty to remain that close. This time she broke contact to catch a breath and escape the heat. We stopped talking for a moment to breathe and cool off. She sat up, crawled to, and grabbed the (sexy time) clean-up towel that was at the far foot of the bed. She turned around so that she was kneeling facing me as she brought the towel up to her chest to absorb the beads and drips of sweat that had accumulated. As I watched, I again thought of my great fortune to be right here right now feeing what I feel and seeing the beauty before me. She pushed the towel down across her belly button and it fell into her lap.
I observed the soft sunlight reflecting off the white sheets, the white towel, and the white pillows bathed her in perfect light creating just a hint of subtle shadows in all of the right places on her angelic white skin. I started consciously taking photos with my mind. I wanted to capture every nuance and note every detail. I don’t know if I will ever be here again.
I don't recall if my next realization was comprehended in a split second, or if it took ten seconds to develop, but a terrible fear washed over me that for the first time in forever, she was beyond my touch and her next action might be to look for her panties or go jump in the shower. We were after all, deep into the second hour of her hour long lunch.
As I was preparing myself for the pain soon to come, I couldn't understand where it was coming from. I had the BEST DAY EVER, but I felt like an exhausted child who just watched the Disney fireworks finally and knows what that means.
What the hell? What is happening in my head? I don't even know this girl, let alone have feelings for her beyond she made my dick feel good at lunchtime.....and, I guess my ego is healthier since I met her. I have not cheated on my diet since she turned on the flattery the week before. I was sure it had to be somehow manipulative, but I hoped that if only a 5% chance it wasn't AND she liked me AND her mom was single, made it easy to keep my snacking to peas & carrots.
My self esteem has been skyrocketing too, as I have been checking a lot of boxes on my refrigerator. LOL, so many in fact, that I have been adding things to the list after they happened that I didn't dare put on it as they seemed pretty unobtainable just two months before. "Get sent a nude selfie, check. Have the confidence to send one back, check. Take a hottie 32 year old client out to lunch and fuck her brains out, check.
Did I just discover that I like girls who make my self esteem feel good more than I like girls who make my dick feel good?
Shit, that wasn't even on my top ten list. Smart, funny, pretty, Kind, whatever is the opposite of bitchy, fun in bed, boobs and/or an age appropriate figure is always nice, curious, someone you can trust to see you at your worst. Before today, "genuinely being a boost & support of my self esteem" was 10th.
Then BAM. I was hit in the face with the towel. Damn girl, I hope you can handle a spanking because I was just on the verge of making an interpersonal discovery of some importance over here, I thought to myself. I noticed the slightest or possibly mock look of concern on her face as she asks "you're not having any regrets or second thoughts over there are you?". I reflexively replied "Oh god no". Then with some emphasys, I continued "today was incredible. I REALLY needed this and you were PERFECT, thank you".
Again she did not disappoint. She crawled to the top of the bed on the far side and then to me over the pillows and laid down at a 90 angle to me on her stomach parallel to the headboard with her head nearly right on top of mine. She propped herself up a bit on her elbows and we kissed deeply. It was nice.
I made a few attempts to shake my internal drama, get out of my head and get back to my goal of picking my self up after my divorce. Oops, I mean back to pleasing a beautiful woman who clearly was not yet done having her fun with me. The emotional rollercoaster ride over the last hours, days & weeks completely blew out my brains ability to generate or absorb endorphins or whatever happens in a situation like this. Shortly after we had joked around while showering together, kissing goodbye (just like when I kissed my endorphin killing ex wife) and going on back to our separate lives.
I drove the hour or so home, brought my dog to the park and had healthiest and happiest cry I ever had. I don't know what I was feeling or why, but I was feeling again and it brought me much relief and contentedness.
We texted a bit that evening confirming that we each enjoyed our time together and agreeing that we should do that again sometime. The next day, Saturday, her husband took their 5 & 8 year old sons somewhere for the day. We checked in with each other again over text and chatted some about our lunch but the spark or excitement we usually had was not the same.
I reached out again that evening and asked if she was in a place that we could talk on the phone. She resisted but did call me (our first personal phone call). It took her 24 hours to let her cry bubble up. It turns out that our emotional experiences were remarkably similar, albeit from different perspectives.
She much later reveals that she felt emotionally dead for her hubby. She evolved to a bad place where she wanted fuck anyone but her hubby but still fucked him twice a week and had to appear happy to do it, killing her brain chemistry.
We rode the best and worst roller coaster in the world for 6 or 8 months....until the the Cocaine eventually wore off or the unobtainable became obtainable and it wasn't the the same rush for either of us any longer. She was the closest thing to a drug addiction that I ever felt. I never wanted anyone or anything like I wanted her.
My hope is that this story helps one person answer the question "Why the hell would he/she risk giving up their wonderful & loving family for an hour with a douchebag or a skank?"

I have joined a Robot Contest in Japan. This contest has a different mission every year. It is my and two other members' first time joining this contest and my first time building a robot. The contest is on the 6th of October. Sorry, I used Google to translate to English.
If you know Japanese, please check the official website and rulebook.

Intro

The missions of this year's contest are "Landing" and "Recovery and Return."
Landing. If Robot1 sends Robot2 flying and lands in Area C, you will score points. The landing spot with the highest score is 5 meters away from Area A.
Recovery and Return. Collect the ball and deliver it to Robot1, then take the box and return to Area B. Robot 2 can return by itself, or it can collaborate and cooperate with Robot 1.
The contest time is 2 minutes and 30 seconds.
(Fig.1) The field looks like this
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Robot

Have to make at least 2 robots.
Robots must be decorated with some kind of character ( ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ).
Safety
The budget is around $2500
It doesn't matter whether the control method is manual or automatic. In the case of manual operation, remote control is limited to radio, ultrasound, and light.
Size Robots must meet the following size restrictions.
Robot1: 1200mm x 1200mm x 1000mm height throughout the competition. This is the maximum size when all movable parts of the robot are expanded.
Robot2: There is no size limit. At the start, all robots must be completely within the starting zone, which is 1500mm x 1500mm. Robot 2 may be placed on top of Robot 1, but the height from the field surface must not exceed 1500mm.
The weight of all robots shall be within 30 kg. (Battery and air tank are included in the weight)
Robot 2 shall satisfy one of the following conditions.
Has the function of collecting and holding the ball or box.
Has the ability to directly deliver the ball to Area A by throwing or kicking it.
Has the ability to deliver boxes to Area A directly.
Power Supply Limitations
Voltage: Both drive and control system circuits must be 24V or less. Internal circuit voltages should not exceed 24V, except for transient voltages.
Current: Each circuit must have a current interrupting device (fuse, breaker, etc.) of 30A or less. For multiple drive system circuits, the total current interrupting capacity must not exceed 30A per robot. Control system circuit current is not included in this total. Ensure the current interrupting devices match the ratings of the entire circuit, considering wiring and breaker specifications.
Dangerous energy sources such as power sources other than electricity, such as high-pressure gas or explosives, must not be used.
Compressed air tank must be removable, with an air meter below 0.75 MPa at room temperature. Plastic bottles and homemade tanks are prohibited.
It is PROHIBITED to use suction or suction cups on the floor. Propeller flight, helium levitation, and hovercraft are PROHIBITED.
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Contest environment

(Fig.2) Contest Field with measurements (Sorry its in Japanese)
Scoring

• 7 balls approximately 200mm in diameter
  • each ball is 10 points
• 3 boxes 200mm on all sides.
  • each box is 60 points

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• Landing spots: There are landing spots ① to ③ in a concentric circle, and ② and ③ are raised steps.
  • ③ = 100 points
  • ② = 40 points
  • ① = 10 points

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• During the contest
  • Each team has to change each other ball and box placement anywhere within the object zone [orange box in (Fig.1)]
  • However, all objects must be in contact with the field surface.

Lastly, we cannot damage the field and distract the opposing team.
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Please share any ideas for the robots, we really need help. If you have any questions please ask I will try to answer them.
Thank you!

Had a talk with my mom and she is upset that my older siblings don't want to speak to her anymore since they've moved out. My brother currently moved out a week ago, and he is really happy. I remember him being basically depressed and sad when he was here.
I'm currently the only kid in the house now, as soon as I came home from school (I'm in highschool) she went off about having a spotless house and made me clean the refrigerator, and bathrooms. There's so much more negativity pointed at me now that my big brother is gone. I almost cried when he left because he was the only one I could relate to being in this house. I've never felt so alone, I barely even have friends. I'm in a very vulnerable state in my life right now, the last thing I need is yelling and negativity.
I'm really not an emotionally strong person at all, I was bullied for most of my life. So I have zero self esteem, and can easily be sent into suicidal tendencies and depressive bouts by emotionally negative events.
When she went grocery shopping I didn't go because my feet were hurting and I was pretty tired from cleaning. Then she "woke" me up to help bring in groceries, but I was half asleep so I didn't get up immediately. Then she went on a berating rampage saying "ALL YOU DO IS EAT AND SUCK UP MY MONEY, YOU SIT ON UR FATASS. YOU WANT TO ASK FOR THIS AND THIS BUT YOU DO NOTHING!" then I said that I helped her clean the house today but then she says "THATS NOT ENOUGH FOR ME!"
I feel like I can't win, some people tell me to just be quiet and don't say anything but when I do that she gets angrier and says that I'm disrespectful. I can't give her any advice as to why my older siblings don't talk to her anymore since they've moved out because I can't relate.
Me and my mom have nothing in common, I don't understand how someone can act like she does. How can someone berate someone like that? she even talks shit about strangers appearances. I never berate someone's looks because I know how that feels myself. The other day she was talking about some fat I got on my chin when I bend my neck down. I felt nothing in that moment, I'm used to it. I'm used to being treated like trash and less than human.
Today I was sleeping and I once again woke up to yelling. I saw that my dog was out of the cage which I thought was weird. Apparently my mom put him in the backyard and he pushed the door open while she was taking a bath. So the backdoor was just open, and she blamed me because I didn't answer when she called because I was in a deep sleep. Even though I didn't put him in the backyard, she did and she knew that the door was broken, so she berated me for her mistake. I'm just so tired.
I want to get a job and help out but I constantly feel like I can't and get anxiety thinking I'll never be anything, I don't have any confidence in myself or my decisions. She even told me "You won't get a job, you'll just suck up my money!" Now I feel like It's true.
I got anxiety yesterday night, I felt scared of myself because maybe one day I won't be alive anymore, maybe I'll finally take my own life one day. All the small nice memories I had will mean nothing. I don't want to die, suicide is embarrassing it's just proof that I am a loser. If I ever do it I want to go somewhere where no one will ever find my body and do it there so nobody will ever know that I died.

As our web3 interactions and experiences grow, the exchange of data with dApps also grows. In an era where data privacy is more of a theory than practice, protocols that adopt a privacy-first approach through privacy-preserving techniques ensure that data sovereignty and data integrity of users are maintained in the web3 space.
In a decentralized setting, where transparency is a core tenet, this is not very easy to achieve. That's why the Oasis solution to the blockchain privacy paradox can answer so many web3 use cases. In the case of DID or decentralized identity, integrating smart privacy solutions can be a revolutionary approach. Recently Oasis engaged in insightful discussion with Fractal ID and Reclaim on how to effectively build the future of DID.

Oasis and Fractal ID

Fractal ID, along with idOS ( the identity layer of web3), is building the next-gen DID solution that will impact the web3 ecosystem, not limited by native chains but having cross-chain applicability. This means data ownership and privacy with interoperability and this is where the Oasis expertise can be so invaluable. The Oasis Privacy Layer or OPL is a flagship solution that helps integrate privacy to new and existing dApps on any EVM chains (its applicability is also evident in cross-ecosystem partnerships like Oraichain of Cosmos). So, if we can have a cross-chain DID solution that ensures user data privacy while interacting with the web3 space, it would mean the future of web3 experience is at hand.
For a detailed understanding of how Fractal works and how Oasis has the scope to impact its DID solutions, check out the Twitter (X) space conversation.

Oasis and Reclaim

We all know how "https" embodies the security of the internet. But it is web2. So how so we bridge it to web3 to ensure data integrity and privacy are at their highest level? Reclaim envisions enhanced https security by using ZKP. The role of Oasis here can be complementary as TEEs and ZKP are known to work well in tandem producing robust privacy solutions using the best of both worlds. This could unlock a new future for users regarding DID-enabled onboarding, loyalty programs, KYC and on-chain attestations, and even proving that users are humans.
For a detailed understanding of how Reclaim works and how Oasis has the scope to impact its DID solutions, check out the Twitter (X) space conversation.
What other dApps and use cases do you think can benefit from using the Oasis brand of confidentiality and therefore usher the next generation of web3 interactions and experiences? Let's discuss this in the comments.

I was involved in a car accident on Sunday, May 12th, 2024, when another driver ignored a stop sign and collided with my vehicle. The driver, who was operating a company-branded vehicle, fled the scene without stopping. I contacted the company via Facebook, and they acknowledged ownership of the vehicle and invited me to a meeting on Monday.
Despite being the victim, I went to their premises, where the dealer principal offered 0 assistance and claimed he didn't want to meet me and accused me of demanding money ( i got proof of him asking to meet) , which wasn't my intention I need my vehicle fixed and liability to be accepted from them
I stated my intention will now be to share my experience on social media, given my relatively new car (with only 7,000 km on the clock) was severely damaged. The dealer principal claimed the company wasn't liable since the accident occurred outside office hours, despite the driver being in a company vehicle and fleeing a scene.
When I asked why the driver fled the scene, he refused to answer. I also requested a substance abuse test, which he declined, saying he wasn't a judge ( I have necessary equipment to prove all of this)
I even asked to meet the driver and she didn't want to meet me.
After sharing my experience on HelloPeter, the company is now threatening me with legal action should i go down this road?, claiming I'm defaming them. I believe this is unfair as they isn't any right or wrong here.
she was 100% wrong for ignoring a stop street as i had right of way on a straight road my tracker even shows i stopped and was at the speed limit
They are liable for the damages to my vehicle, and my wife and 6-week-old child were also in the car."
What do you guys recommend doing moving forward?

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Firstly, I'd like to state that, as always, I am not trying to police what anyone write. Fanfiction is for the writer first and foremost, so I'm just trying to start a discussion.
I find reaction fics, despite being a fairly odd concept, to be a fun idea, and I enjoy reading them. That said, there is one big complaint I have when it comes to them; bloated casts.
The larger you make your cast, the more reactions you have to write from each character, and the more likely their reactions will blend together. How do you write everyone from Classes 1-A, 1-B, their parents, their teachers, and all of the other pro-heroes while still giving relevance too every character? Whatever the theoretical answer, the practically always results in most characters only get a few lines per chapter. At that point, why not just cut a few characters out?
The problem is amplified when you start to mix heroes and villains together. Why would Shigaraki, Dabi, or Toga care about something horrific they see, when they are serial murderers? They wouldn't, and they would most likely mock the heroes who do care. This mean that the reaction fic either turns into a "Deku and Shigaraki bickering fic", or you have to write the villains OOC.
When you need to have your own ASB/ROB step in and stop the cast from getting out of control and/or fighting each other, it starts to feel unwieldy.
I would suggest looking at whatever media/fic you are using as the subject of reaction, and then limit yourself based on that.
Are you writing a fic where the cast reacts to the series? Consider limiting yourself to just 1-A, 1-B, or the LoV, rather than all three. 1-A gets the opportunity to reflect on what has happened to them, whilst also getting forewarning about what may happen in the future. 1-B gets to see that their "rivals" actually lead pretty terrifying lives, and maybe they should tone down the interclass rivalry rhetoric. The LoV also gets the chance to reflect, but in a different way. All of the potential dynamics are heavily muted when the three are combined into one.
For that matter, going even smaller than Class 1-A might be a good idea. Writing, say, just Deku, his immediate group of friends, and, possibly, Bakugou, would allow you to focus much more intimately on each character. You would lose width, yes, but you might gain depth.
To give an example of what I mean, one of the best reaction fics I have ever read is a RWBY fic titled Describing The Series Via References. In the fic, Team RWBY receives a mysterious device which informs them that, in another universe, there is a show that, by sheer cosmic coincidence, happens to line up exactly with the major events of their lives, including their futures.
They are then given the ability to use this device to learn about the future, with a single caveat: the only thing they have access to is the memes within the FNDM. They can see what volume the memes come from, but they have no other context for them, resulting in Team RWBY having to attempt to avert disaster by figuring out what the memes mean.
One interesting element of the story is the culture clash. Team RWBY don't get all of the references made, because most of the outside media referenced simply does not exist in their world. They hear the name "Zootopia", and assume from the name that it is a bigoted film about faunus. They hear the word "furry", and are horrified, because that word is a grievous anti-faunus slur in their world. There is a meme that calls Ren a "Genji main", but Team RWBY have no idea what that means, because Overwatch doesn't exist in their world.
None of these references are explained to them, either. They have to figure things out on their own, and sometimes they just have to accept that they aren't going to understand a reference. Furthermore, they don't just idle with this information, they whatever they can figure out in order to stop bad things from happening in the future.
Eventually, another character, Penny, joins them after they discover memes that expose her biggest secret early, which results in them having an earlier and deeper friendship with her. At the end of the day, however, the fic limits itself to five primary characters, and it benefits immensely from that.
That's about all I had to say. Again, write what you want, I was just curious to see what others thought of this.
Also, sorry if this post is written badly, I just got out of bed in the middle of the night and decided to type this up.
EDIT: Fixed a few spelling mistake, though there are probably many more. Again, just woke up.

I would really appreciate learning how many of you would answer this question as men who are 30+ with more life experience. This is an actual scenario that I’m navigating at this time. Should I pursue and obtain treatment, it would be a definitely QOL enhancer and also mean no limits to the amount of sex I can have, but odds are high it would come at the cost of 6-10 years being shaved off my lifespan (citing the few limited studies). Alternatively, I can forgo treatment, be restricted to sex 3-5 days per month at most, and have a full lifespan that isn’t reduced by 6-10 years. Thank you in advance for answering my poll. ☺️
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I want to use ChatGPT to calculate big numbers because many computers and calculators cannot. I gave it a test it to see if it can accurately tell me the decimal representation of the unsigned integer limit using 2048 bits. Either that or it generates a 6082 digit number that's not the right answer.
Why is it doing this and how do I prompt it to give me the right answer?

In the quaint village of Briarbrook, nestled between rolling hills and whispering pines, lived a curious soul named Eliza. Her days were stitched together by the rhythm of the seasons, each passing year marking a new chapter in the symphony of her life. From the tender age of six, Eliza had a penchant for collecting seashells, each one a treasure imbued with memories of seaside escapades that lingered in her heart.
Through the lens of her youthful gaze, the world was a canvas painted with the hues of wonder and possibility. The winding cobblestone paths of Briarbrook, once familiar and comforting, now seemed to whisper tales of distant lands and untold adventures.
Eliza's transformation began with an unexpected encounter in the heart of the woods. She stumbled upon a mysterious figure, cloaked in stories and secrets, weaving tales spun from threads of wisdom and curiosity. The old sage, nestled beneath the gnarled branches of an ancient oak, imparted cryptic advice that sparked a yearning for discovery within Eliza's soul.
As seasons melted into one another, Eliza embarked on a voyage of self-discovery, a journey shaped by trials and revelations. She encountered peculiar companions along the way—a nomadic storyteller whose words painted vivid landscapes of far-off realms, a silent gardener who nurtured seeds of wisdom in the fertile soil of her mind, and a spirited bard whose melodies echoed the songs of forgotten legends.
Each encounter left an indelible mark on Eliza's spirit, illuminating hidden facets of her identity. The trials she faced—challenges that tested her courage, tempests that stirred her resilience—were the forge where her character was shaped and honed.
With the passage of time, Eliza's once small world expanded like a blooming tapestry unfurling to reveal the vastness of existence. Her footsteps led her beyond the village's borders, across sun-kissed meadows and moonlit forests, as she chased the elusive whispers of distant horizons.
The crescendo of her journey was not marked by a definitive destination but by the realization that the pilgrimage itself was the essence of her metamorphosis. The soul-stirring melodies of life's harmonies resonated within her, guiding her toward a profound understanding—that growth was an eternal dance, an ever-evolving rhythm that echoed the cadence of the human spirit.
In the end, Eliza returned to Briarbrook, her heart brimming with the treasures of her odyssey. The village, once suffused with familiarity, now appeared adorned with newfound hues and shades, each cobblestone and each whispered tale a testament to her evolution.
As she gazed upon the horizon, Eliza knew that her journey had only just begun—a boundless expanse of tales awaiting to be unwoven, mysteries yearning to be unraveled, and the infinite depths of her own soul waiting to be explored.
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In the shimmering metropolis of NeoArc, where the glow of neon lights danced upon sleek skyscrapers, lay a world teetering on the edge of evolution. Here, in the heart of innovation, the threads of society intertwined with the fabric of cutting-edge biotechnology, genetic engineering, and the pulsating rhythm of biometrics.
Enter Marcus, a young engineer whose fascination with the fusion of biology and technology bordered on obsession. His world revolved around the labyrinthine corridors of the Research and Development sector, a sprawling enclave where the echo of mechanical hums harmonized with the whispers of experimental breakthroughs.
The city's pulse throbbed with advancements, where cybernetic enhancements were the new frontier, and genetic modifications promised to redefine humanity's very essence. Marcus was entangled in this web of progress, driven by an insatiable curiosity to decipher the symbiosis between man and machine, the convergence of flesh and circuitry.
In the shadowed alleys and clandestine laboratories of NeoArc, Marcus found himself embroiled in clandestine projects that skirted the edges of ethical boundaries. The allure of pushing the boundaries of biotechnology to transcend limitations beckoned, blurring the lines between ambition and moral compass.
As Marcus delved deeper into the intricacies of biopunk, he encountered factions entrenched in clandestine operations, each vying for control over the enigmatic possibilities offered by genetic manipulation. The allure of power and the pursuit of human enhancement became a battleground where ethics clashed with ambition, morality tangled with scientific prowess.
Yet, amidst the chaos and ethical dilemmas, Marcus found a beacon of hope—a glimmering thread of purpose that intertwined with his quest for knowledge. He realized that the true essence of biopunk wasn't merely about the advancement of technology but the ethical responsibility tethered to wielding such unprecedented power.
The climax of his journey wasn't marked by a groundbreaking scientific discovery or an engineered revolution but by the profound realization that the future of biopunk lay not solely in scientific marvels but in the conscientious application of its possibilities.
In the hum of NeoArc's bustling streets, Marcus emerged not as a trailblazing scientist pushing the boundaries of biotechnology, but as a steward of ethical innovation. His resolve to tread the path of biopunk with ethical integrity became the cornerstone of his legacy—a testament to the convergence of humanity and technology in an era poised on the brink of revolution.
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bio punk
In the heart of the sprawling city of NeoArc, Marcus stood amidst the fluorescent glow of the Research and Development sector, engrossed in the rhythmic hum of the lab. His quest for scientific breakthroughs was a symphony composed of ambition and ethical contemplation, interwoven with the threads of intrigue that pulsed through the cutting-edge world of biopunk.
Character Development:
As Marcus meticulously tinkered with strands of genetic code, he navigated the labyrinth of his own moral compass. Each experiment, each ethically ambiguous choice, etched a subtle mark upon his conscience. His devotion to scientific advancement wrestled with the nagging tendrils of ethical responsibility that coiled within his mind.
Plot and Literary Devices:
One fateful night, a clandestine meeting in the dimly lit alleys of NeoArc beckoned Marcus into the clandestine underbelly of biopunk's potential. The dialogue between Marcus and a shadowed figure unfurled like a carefully crafted riddle, each word laden with intrigue and veiled warnings.
"Marcus, you possess the ingenuity to redefine the very fabric of humanity," murmured the shadowed figure, the words laced with both temptation and caution.
The plot thickened as Marcus found himself entangled in a web of intrigue, navigating a plot steeped in mystery and ethical quandaries. The external dialogue mirrored the city's pulsating energy, shrouded in the secrets of illicit experimentation, while his internal dialogue echoed with the reverberations of moral dilemmas.
Inner Dialogue: "Can scientific progress eclipse moral boundaries? Is the pursuit of advancement worth compromising ethical standards?"
External Dialogue: "I seek answers, not just to revolutionize science, but to wield its power responsibly," Marcus countered, the gravity of his words underscoring his ethical stance.
Development Through Dialogue:
Conversations with clandestine researchers, heated debates with colleagues, and ethical discussions within the corridors of the lab epitomized Marcus's journey. Each dialogue was a canvas upon which his character evolved, transforming from a zealous scientist fixated on progress to a vigilant guardian of ethical innovation.
The climax unfurled in a crescendo of moral reckoning—a pivotal moment where Marcus had to choose between the allure of unchecked progress and the moral imperative to wield biotechnology responsibly.
Conclusion:
As the neon-lit streets of NeoArc bathed in the city's nocturnal luminescence, Marcus emerged not just as a scientist but as a beacon of ethical responsibility within the realm of biopunk. His character arc encapsulated the fusion of scientific curiosity and moral consciousness, painting a portrait of growth that mirrored the city's ever-evolving skyline.
This journey through Marcus's inner and external dialogue, intertwined with plot and ethical dilemmas, encapsulated the essence of character development within the intricate tapestry of the biopunk genre.
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Remember these were generated by ChatGPT and have not been edited. They were prompted using the same writing genre prompts that were provided to you, and I was trying to make an example of how to respond but instead, this is what was churned out from different sessions. I'm still working on it but let me see what happens when humans respond!

TLDR: My dad failed as a parent and didn’t help me through huge hurdles in life, now he wants to be in my life. I don’t want to cut him out completely, but can’t keep turning him away. What now?
Don’t get me wrong, my dad is a really amazing person and was a huge factor for who I am today… but this is the third time in the last two months he’s shown up at my house.
Background: My parents broke up the day I was conceived, married quickly after they found out, and suddenly had a Very dysfunctional blended family. They divorced when I was 8, and both got remarried when I was in my teens. I was the only byproduct of that failed marriage, and was the only one in my households with shared custody. In total, I have 8 siblings. Four half siblings (all older) and four step-siblings (2 on my mom’s side, 2 on my dad’s) and I’m the youngest of them… Kinda. Almost all of them have more siblings from their other parents, so I’m somewhere in the middle, but there’s 23 kids in this generation alone.
My siblings often blamed me for why their lives sucked. The oldest ones wished they had never met my sister Halsey (older than me, younger than them) or had a new dad in their lives, Halsey said I took away her only chance of having a mom and was bitter that I had both parents in my life, and most of the step siblings were very unhappy that my parents had married their parents. To top things off, my dad was fairly depressed after fighting for custody of Halsey and even more so once my mom was through with him. So he agreed to fairly limited custody and my primary caregiver was a raging alcoholic with untreated bipolar disorder.
I got kicked out by my mom when I came out as trans at 15, and my dad said he couldn’t take me in because his girlfriend (now wife) and her kids had recently moved in. I couch surfed, eventually my oldest sibling bought me an apartment to stay in, worked 2 jobs until just last year, survived chemo/radiation treatments due to cancer, and never had family I could rely on. I stopped treatment two years ago because they weren’t improving my condition at all and my grandma had gotten sick, so she wasn’t able to take care of her mom (my great-grandma). I’ve accepted my limited timeline, moved closer to those grandmas, and thankfully have a boyfriend who helps support me as I’m not working anymore.
Onto the present: Well about half a year ago my dad reached back out, he regretted not being in my life aside from occasional holidays and birthday wishes. I didn’t. He’s a great person, but was a terrible parent. Two months ago he and his wife showed up at my house without even telling me they were going to be in town. I tried to humor them and sit outside to chat, despite his wife asking for the “grand tour” several times. I’ve lived here 3 years, they didn’t help me move or visit once until that day. The final straw was when they started nagging me for “never visiting”. It’s 1.5hr drive each way and I’ve been to their house twice a year since I turned 18!
I don’t know what I was thinking, but I just laid into my dad. Told him about the constant bullying at school, growing up being abused by my mother, facing homelessness, Halsey almost getting me expelled from my high school and physically attacking me in public later that year, getting my cancer diagnosis, having multiple surgeries since I’ve been 18, going through domestic violence with my ex, taking care of my grandma and great-grandma, and never feeling as though I had any family despite having so many relatives. Just because his step-kids have moved out and Halsey is in jail, doesn’t mean he can run to me as the backup child. He didn’t show up when I asked him to act like my dad 8 fucking years ago, so he can’t decide to be my dad now of all times.
He started crying at some point while I was talking and his wife joined in when I said that final sentence. I told them to get off my property and to go back to waiting for their Christmas cards. I didn’t cry until I was back inside my house.
They both showed up again a couple weeks ago, but nobody answered the door and I texted him to go home. This past weekend he stopped by and I answered the door to ask why he’s bothering me and my family. He asked to meet them, but I turned it down. My dad tried to explain that he didn’t realize I had gone through so much and was struggling himself after he and my mom divorced, but I didn’t want to hear it. I couldn’t. My dad fought for six years to save my sister Halsey, but didn’t even try for me.
Since then I’ve been getting friend requests on social media from him, his wife, and her kids. His wife and her kids have also been sending me messages about reconciling with Halsey, despite going NC with her years ago.
I just can’t take it anymore, but I also don’t want to completely cut him out of my life. He messed up, we all do. It wasn’t malicious, yet it caused so much pain. I’m in therapy and have been since 18, but I can hardly leave my house or have the energy to do anything around the house. What do I even do from here? Why does it feel like I’ve lost my dad all over again?

We were in an on and off relationship for the past year and a half. I'm currently unemployed and visit my bf in the late hours of his working day (he works alone and there is usually no problem for me to be there + we used to be coworkers until recently). The reason why I do that is because he doesn't live in the same town as me and leaves almost immediately after work. So I try to be around him as much as possible. I somehow feel like if I don't go to his workplace he won't spend time with me and will just drive home. Everytime after he finishes work...we either spend some time in his car (making out, talking...etc) or we go for a brief walk. Sometimes he spends the night in my place.
Anyway...the problem is...I don't enjoy much of that time, cause me being with him at work means ...we behave just like the coworkers we were before. And our after work time is limited , because he hurries up to go home or go to the gym. Everytime he says "I'm leaving" and kisses me goodbye...I try to steal a few more kisses or hugs. And he gets extremely angry whenever I do that....it doesn't last more than 10 more minutes, so he isn't really late for anything, but he said "when I say I'm going, you just get out of my car".
Yesterday it happened again. I tried kissing him again and he just pushed me away and left. I then messaged him for a favor. He didn't read my messages. An hour later asked him if he came home safely and he said "stop messaging me, you annoy me". I asked why. He said "bc I'm late for the gym". And I said that I know it's important for him. He replied "you are not coming tomorrow at work...you should take some rest". I asked "are you punishing me again". He read it. Then an hour later said "yes". And I basically begged him not to. Cause last time it lasted more than 10 days. He threatened to block me if I continue. But at the same time continued answering my questions if he is in the gym right now and if I can call later. He said "yes and no" I don't know what to do.
TL;DR: Seems like he is sort of manipulating me and playing with me. I told him I'm coming on Thursday and he just left me on seen.

Hi there
I currently own a Garmin Fenix 6 Pro, great tool for running and...using it also for cycling. The main limitation is of course the screen size, not very comfortable in turn-by-turn navigation + I'd need to buy a cardio strap.
So the question is : based on your experience, is it worth spending money on a dedicated bike gps?
And if the answer is yes...what brand?
Garmin and Wahoo seem the best but are quite expensive (maybe +1 for Garmin since it would allow me to pair with my fenix)
Bryton seems a cheaper option (but I cannot really see the limitations) since for a similar price you also get a cardio strap (that I don't have) + other external sensors I'm quite tempted by the 750/800 series