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This took weeks of picking and testing mods
Played on PS5, should work on PS4
Order is stable, no crashes
New game on survival difficulty required
All 6 DLCs needed
No unbalanced cheat mods added
Very difficult but satisfying and immersive
Adding other mods will break stuff, ask in comments
Not tested on PS4 or PS4 Pro performance-wise

OVERVIEW

This modlist is for people enjoying difficult challenge, exploration, combat, managing settlements and a bit of building. No more bullet sponges, loot/enemy respawns and rambo playstyle!

In the beginning you are no one. You leave the vault weak, tired, with barely any gear. Avoid most encounters and quests at the start. Try to survive, build a safe spot and carefully explore. Be aware of your surroundings, use what you find.
Saving often in beds and making 'autosave drug' at the earliest possibility is a good idea (nearest chemistry workbench is at Abernathy Farm). Save menu is always on top of MISC category in Pip-Boy.
Discovering new places gives plenty of exp in the beginning, but quests are your main exp income.
Exploring safer areas like Sanctuary, Concord and smaller settlements first (avoiding powerful enemies) recommended. There might be a lot of combat in the background. Don't engage much, especially avoid supermutants, robots, turrets, bears - they are deadly even for high level, well developed characters. Raiders also hit hard, depending on their weapon and rank.
Weapon caliber makes huge damage difference. 10mm is pretty weak, but if you find rare .50cal rounds or some good explosives, you should eliminate tougher targets much more easily.
Investing in stats right after level 15 is a good idea. STR for carry weight, PER for accuracy, END for health, CHA for better prices, INT for more exp, AGI for sneak and speed, LCK for dmg and loot. Be sure of your choices. Watch out for 'revealing all map markers' and 'slow time when aiming' perks. Be sure you want and like them, there is no going back.
Deathclaw in the early minuteman quest is tough - try to use explosives to break his legs and some high caliber weapons to finish him off by shooting his face. Or maybe you'll get lucky and raiders will kill him. Or just simply avoid him until you get proper gear.
Don't waste ammo on zombies, use melee. Bullets are valuable. However zombies can grab and instantly kill you if your HP is very low, so watch out on low, early levels!
Aim for the head for much higher damage. Concentrating damage on arms or legs to rip them off is a good strategy too. Raider without arms wont do much to you except running around and alerting nearby enemies, that is.
Damage types are important. Ballistic damage is not efficient against turrets, melee against radroaches and so on. You need to figure out yourself whats best strategy.
Develop and protect your settlements, put walls to protect generators and other important structures. Repairing is costly. Gear up settlers. Scraping and cleaning settlements is a good early source of components.
Try to fully explore the map, kill enemies and do all quests. Most loot and enemies wont ever respawn so this is your chance to find new secrets in Commonwealth and clear the place.

Good luck!

CHANGES

Combat, Enemies

• Enemies will flank, charge, take cover, run in fear, use and pick up ammo & weapons, swap to backup gun and so on.
• Headshots or weakspot hits do much higher damage than torso shots.
• Gun caliber greatly affects damage, explosives are powerful and damage type matters.
• Foes have special moves like biting and holding leg, wrestling moves, kicks. Dependent on enemy type and briefly stuns you. ### Sound, Graphic
• Sounds are less flat because of added reverb and other tweaks.
• Very dark nights with wide, helpful flashlight.
• Atmospheric lightning: beautiful light from lantern and fire sources, dusk, dawn, moon, plus bullets illuminate environment when flying around.
• No dreadful, annoying, unimmersive: combat music, hearthbeat, sounds of generators, turrets, exp gain sound, most perk triggers and perk chart. ### Crafting, Modifying
• Making/disasembling ammo and also creating various shipments. Upgrading clothes, rings, glasses in different ways.
• Legendary swapping, crafting legendary effects using technical documents. Some effects have been adjusted.
• Added crafting of new, lower damage explosives, but they have unique effects for ease of use. ### Perks, SPECIAL
• STR affects carry weight, PER accuracy, END is health, max AP, CHA for better prices, INT for more exp, AGI for sneak, walk and reload speed, LCK for small dmg boost, loot, critical hits outside VATS and while using it.
• Leveling up does not give you health. You rely on stats, bonuses, gear.
• Perks tree mostly changed, level 15 needed to start increasing Special base stats, level of around 100 to increase stat to 10. To get all perks you would need 300 levels, so new modified 'idiot savant' will help a lot.
• Collecting magazines, bobbleheads, companion perks is now more helpful and recommended.
• Some skills are changed, reordered, much more interesting and useful.
• More perks are needed for crafting, especially science perk is required for most technology related stuff.
• Lockpicking everything is available instantly from level one, but perks and AGI make it reasonably easier. Bobby pins are more rare.
• Hacking is simplified to not do the repeating minigame. Now holotapes to reprogram and override terminals might be of use. ### Settlements, Building
• Expensive build costs of robot workbenches, turrets, big generators, so buying component shipments is justified.
• You can hire guards for caps or risk settlers lives on the usual guard posts.
• Can't harvest planted fruit and veg, you get your fair share in workbench instead.
• Collecting resources by settlers changed. Bigger variety of settlers and they are now mortal.
• More objects to build and decorate your bases. ### Locations, Loot
• Items like meds and ammo are harder to find and exist in appropriate containers.
• New map markers and few minuteman towers as a small addition to explore.
• Quick travel available, but only to settlements.
• Only rare enemies like bosses drop legendaries. And many more...

Before you download:

• Safe to remove/swap mods are listed below the modlist, just in case you don't like or want some of them. Rest needs to be kept for balance or glitch removal, but only in the CORRECT ORDER!
• Remove all mods you currently have before downloading this mod list.
• Read what to do after downloading mods.

MOD LIST WITH CORECT ORDER:

1. Unofficial Fallout 4 Patch [UFO4P] [PS4] - Thousands of small bug fixes for FO4.
2. Radium Rifle Suppressed Sound Fix - As the mod name suggests. Must be on top of mod list, its a master file.
3. [PS4] Pip-Boy Paint Jobs - Colors Of The Wasteland Pack (Club Freedom) - Adds simple Pip-Boy skins. Remember you can click touchpad while using pip-boy to zoom. Again a master file.
4. Kane's Items Sorting (PS4) - Junk is sorted and some other things too.
5. [PS] Useful Technical Documents - Legendaries - You can swap legendaries for free, create new ones using technical documents.
6. Named NPC Protection [PS4] - Protects named quest npc's, merchants, important characters from random encounters with enemies.
7. Tribals of Commonwealth - Adds tribal groups, often found in wilderness.
8. Ghouls Of Commonwealth - Adds over 1100 feral ghouls for zombie apocalypse and chaos.
9. DLC Creatures In The Commonwealth [PS4] - Adds 200 creature spawns to the commonwealth for constant war, danger and chaos.
10. Longhorns Of The Commonwealth - Adds longhorns to more empty areas on the map.
11. Gulpers Of The Commonwealth - Adds gulpers to more empty areas on the map.
12. Wolves Of The Commonwealth - Adds wolf spawn points to the map.
13. More Behemoths In Commonwealth - Adds 5 more behemots to the Commonwealth.
14. Behind Enemy Lines - Adds plenty of enemies to the glowing sea region.
15. Roving War Parties, Raiding Packs And Hordes Of MY - Adds wandering groups that attack some key locations.
16. More Radstags - Adds plenty of radstags, especially north and into forests.
17. Better Radstags - More agressive radstags.
18. Not a Princess - Humans can grab you/others and slam on the ground, make karate moves, dogs can hold your legs/arms, bloodbugs suck your blood.
19. Disable Minutemen's Annoying Quests [PS4] - Disables 7 types of repetitive and not important radiant quests.
20. [PS4] Grounded Updated By Sarinia - Adds tons of ground foundations, floors, walls, mounds of dirt to Structures-Concrete menu.
21. Miscellaneous Settlement Items Unlocked [PS4] By Callias - Adds 49 objects for building in settlements.
22. Cinder Block Walls And Sandbags Unlocked [PS4] By Callias - Adds 16 objects like cinder blocks and sandbags.
23. Constructible Faction Guards - Adds ability to hire guards for caps in build menu, but only after allying with a faction.
24. [PS4] OCDecorator - Adds inventory items as a decorational building objects.
25. [PS4] OCDecorator DLC - Support for addons for the above mod.
26. Tweaks - Survival Fast Travel Settlements All DLC - You can fast travel to settlements on survival difficulty.
27. 1st Person Animation Tweaks [PS4] - In first person mode you lower your gun automatically.
28. [PS4] Swinging Animated Meat Bags - Adds animations to supermutant meat bags.
29. Power Line Physics [PS4] - Swinging power lines in settlements.
30. No Sneak Indicators - Completely removes all sneak indicators.
31. [PS4] Dogs Not Brahmin - Provisioners and traders use dogs instead of brahmin.
32. Vertibirds Unghosted - Tweaks invincible vertibirds for danger and realism.
33. [PS4] Simple Settlers (Mortal Edition) - Provides bigger settlers pool (five times more) and names them.
34. Quieter Settlements PS4 - Vanilla - Generators, turrets and hammering are much quieter.
35. Fallout 76-Style Region Music - Changes music in regions for less boring/repetitive background tracks.
36. Reverb And Ambiance Overhaul - ALL DLC [PS4] - Tweaks sounds for better ambient and reverb and adds sliders to options.
37. Better Dialogue - Camera focuses on NPC, changes made to some irritating generic dialogues and tweaked dialogue interuption.
38. Esk QuietPerks [PS4] - Muted five annoying perks like idiot savant.
39. No Experience SFX - Silences sounds when gaining experience from various sources.
40. [PS4] Dead Beat - Removes heart beat sound at low HP.
41. Combat Music Remover - Mutes combat music, so there is silence and suspension when enemy detects you.
42. Commonwealth Visual Overhaul & DLC [PS4] - Changes colours, atmosphere and makes nights darker.
43. UCW - Unified Commonwealth Weather - Adjusted weather for regions and integrated DLC weather for Commonwealth.
44. [PS4] No More Fake Puddles - Removes ugly puddles that stay 24/7.
45. No More Twigs - Removes stupid twigs sticking out of the ground.
46. [PS4] Enhanced Flickering Firelight - Better light effects for fire sources including oil lamps.
47. [PS4] Dark Mode - Abandoned Settlements - Empty settlements don't have light sources.
48. Vanilla Moon (4x) - Much bigger moon. Anything bigger looks low quality.
49. Sunlight Alignment Tweak - Better Dawn And Dusk [PS4] - Changes sun and moon movement for better lighting and atmosphere during dusk, dawn and night.
50. Crafting Blur Removal (PS4) - Removes blur while looting containers, from crafting screen, power armor.
51. Ironsight Blur Removal (PS4) - Removes blur while aiming.
52. More Map Markers (PS4) - Adds some new markers on map.
53. CleanVATS - Green Tint Remover PS4 - Removes fullscreen green tint effect while aiming in VATS mode.
54. VATS Third Person Only - As the name says, just changes in cameras used in VATS.
55. [PS4] Payneful VATS - Better VATS cinematics, shows important hits and finishers a bit slower.
56. Component Tagging Helper - Allows to easily tag basic components on cooking bench and you can quickly view how many you have in total.
57. Grenade and Mine Pack - Adds some new weaker, but modified explosives.
58. Saving Survival Mode - Allows crafting misc items on chemistry workbench for anytime saving (3 standard autosave slots and 1 save shared/overwritten on all survival characters).
59. Animations Be Gone - Removes plenty annoying hammering spots in sanctuary.
60. Minuteman Watchtowers - Adds 8 minuteman watchtowers containing loot and/or guards.
61. Power Goggles (All DLC) - Power Armor Mods For Goggles, Visors, And Glasses - As the name says. Two mods for glasses for high level characters.
62. Clothes For Every Stats Wz - Most clothes can be worn under armor and you can upgrade them after unlocking ballistic weave.
63. Bear Trap and Caltrops Fix [PS4] - Small changes in how traps work and balance them.
64. See-Through-Scopes [PS4] - Adds new combat scopes in place of 2.5x and 4x magnification.
65. See-Through-Scopes - Nuka World [PS4] - As above but for 2 Nuka World guns.
66. See-Through-Scopes - Far Harbor [PS4] - As above but for 2 Far Harbor weapons.
67. Targeting Sensors On Recon Scopes(Colour Coded NPCs Version)[PS4] - Modified recon scopes that highlight enemies, friends and dead bodies in specific colours.
68. Immersive Gameplay Combat Mostly PS4 - Core of this modlist. Hundreds of changes.
69. Immersive-Gameplay. Low Tech, No Powerarmor Justification Patch. (PS4) - Makes fusion cores worn. Balances the game around power armor.
70. Immersive Gameplay Seasonpass Patch (Playstation) - DLC compatibility for IG.
71. Immersive Gameplay Rough Start (PS4) - Overwrites starting level to 1.
72. Medium Settlement Raids PS4 - Makes enemy raids less ridicolous and balanced.
73. Zombie Walkers (PS4) - Most feral ghouls act like slow rotten zombies.
74. Curse Of Darkness - Normal Edition - - Zombies are faster and more dangerous after midnight.
75. Esk No More Teleporting Creatures [PS4] - Molerats and radscorpions don't teleport.
76. Realistic Insects Health [PS4] - Makes insects easier to kill and balanced.
77. Full Load - Loot Logic And Reduction Complete - Restricted harvest, lower and/or different production output for settlements, empty bottles renamed, Scrounger perk less ammo, less meat, less loot.
78. Full Load - Rough Start Less Handouts - Removed some workbenches in starting locations. Different loot in Vault111.
79. Immersive Gameplay Dismemberment - A Patch Or Standalone Feature. - Higher damage to headshots, easier to dismember limbs.
80. Tackle! Immersive Gameplay Knockdown Version - Lets you stagger enemies by sprinting into them after aquiring a perk.
81. Wasteland Baubles Ring Overhaul! PS4 - You can find unique rings at traders, in suitcases, cabinets. Allows scraping and modifying rings for special legendary effects.
82. [PS4] STS - All-In-One - Allows scraping almost all settlement objects.
83. (PS4) Improved Lighting Ballistics - Improves lighting for projectiles such as bullets, lasers, gauss, plasma, missiles, flares and explosions.
84. Explorer Restored - Cut Perk Mod PS4 - Adds rank two of VANS perk - explorer. Uncovers map.
85. Idiot Savant & Better Criticals Redone (PS4) - Idiot savant is better the more INT you have, muted perk chart, better criticals perk for crits outside VATS.
86. Realistic Death Physics - No Animation - ALL DLC [PS4] - Decreases the amount of force of both melee and ranged attacks, so bodies wont fly away.
87. Increased Settler Limit - Awareness - Wire Length - Corpse Collisions [PS4] - More aware settlers with limit of 50 per settlement and longer wires. Mind the limit.
88. Settlement Attack Spawns Outside The Settlement PS4 - Moves attack spawns outside the settlements.
89. Power Conduits Radius Increase And No Build Limit - All DLC [PS4] - Infinite build limit and two times longer range electricity conduits.
90. [PS4] Creation Club Skins (Weapon & PipBoy) Generic Compatibility Patch - Makes weapon paints from Creation Club show up in crafting menu if you have any.
91. No Affinity Cooldown - Removes cooldown between companions liking/hating your actions.
92. [PS4]More XP Per Level (Base:600, Bump 120) - Increased experience required to level up.
93. Increased EXP - Increases the amount of EXP gained to make Immersive Gameplay and mod list balanced.
94. No Building Houses XP Gains PS4 - Building settlements don't provide experience.
95. Pip-Boy Flashlight - Pipboy light is now a flashlight.
96. PS4 - Longer Headlamp Light - Makes flashlight much bigger and changes headlamp and power armor light.
97. [PS4] Starting SPECIAL = 7 - Changes starting SPECIAL stats to 1 in each category so you start weak.
98. No Enemy Respawns - Game areas don't respawn loot and enemies, after time have passed.
99. Accelerated Fast Travel - Fast travel takes less in-game time, should be also relevant to survival needs.
100. Time Scale Changed From 20 To 10 [PS4] - Day and night lasts twice as long.

Additionally after downloading:

• After installing the mod list, restart your PS4/PS5.
• Dont add or remove mods mid playthrough.
• Change game difficulty to survival in options.
• Play on performance 60fps. Newly added mode visual 60fps is more laggy and has awfull VATS framerate.
• If you want even more immersive settings, go to Settings, Gameplay and turn off quest markers or crosshair.
• Go to Options, Sound and reduce ambience level by 5-8 clicks and reverb by 2-3.
• Dont forget to change camera sensitivity (I play on max), next go to Options, Display and change hud color to blue or any other that makes sense (not red), lower transparency by 30% or more, set pip-boy colour to your preference (I use red pip-boy and minty hud to have the best compatibility with highlighting perks and scopes).

You can add/swap some mods if you want:

101... Immortal Cats - PS4 - Invincible cats, so you don't lose happiness increase when they die. Add after mod #83 \ 102... [PS4] STS - Extras - Living & Dead - Season Pass Version - You can get extra resources from scraping dead bodies in settlements. Watch out not to scrap someone alive. Place after mod #82. \ 103... Josephine Preset - Nice looking preset number 13 for female character creation. Change hair and other details if you want. Delete after leaving vault111 and saving (if you need mod list space that is). Add after mod #55. \ 104... Faster Positive Affinity For Companions - Removes cooldown between companions liking/hating your actions and gain five times more positive affinity. Swap with mod #91 if you want more cheaty version. \ 105... Silent Main Menu - To mute main menu sound, find duplicate sound slider named 'Master sound' and move it all the way to the left. Add after mod #41. \ 106... Quieter Settlements PS4 - Contraptions DLC - Quieter production lines. I ran out of space on mod list so this and next one are optional. Add after mod #34. \ 107... Quieter Settlements PS4 - Wasteland Workshop - Quieter fusion generators. Add after mod #34. \ 108... [PS4] Simple Settlers (Immortal Edition) - Instead of #33, so generic settlers don't die during settlement attacks. \ 109... Reduced Rubble Etc. - Safely reduces density of unimportant objects by 50-75%. Add after #44 or swap with #45. \ 110... Vrexia's Magical Rings - Add after #57 only if you get poison/perception bug where your PER is shown as (-1). You can offset it by equiping multiple rings from this mod (created at chem bench). Didnt found a better way yet. \ 111... Pip-Boy Flashlight (Brighter) - For a smaller, brighter flashlight swap #96 with #95 and replace #95 with this.

Remove, if you want:

Stock, ugly Pip-Boy color - #3 \ No tinkering with legendary effects - #5 \ No powerful groups wandering and attacking places - #15 \ Radstags to be less agressive - #17 \ Dont care about building - #20 #21 #22 \ Dont care about decorating settlements - #24 #25 \ Annoying wandering brahmins instead of dogs - #31 \ Cash register sounds when gaining exp - #39 \ Old vanilla dusk and dawn lighting - #49 \ Don't use VATS much - #53 #54 #55 \ Prefer old combat scopes - #64 #65 #66 \ Don't want uncover map perk and will never unlock it - #84 \ Don't have any weapon skins from Creation Club - #90 \ Faster leveling - #92 \ To gain building EXP - #94 \ Start with 7 extra SPECIAL points to distribute - #97 \ Loot and enemies respawn after time - #98 \ Fast travel to take time - #99 \ Days be vanilla length - #100

Known issues, bugs, glitches, exploits:

Some of those are present in vanilla game. I just mention every problem encountered during testing and not fully fixed. - Ground textures in and around sanctuary flicker black. FIX: Fixes itself. Possibly after short time or reload. - Creature cages cost too much in building menu. NO FIX: Did not found a safe and balanced fix yet, so cages are most likely out of reach, because cost is absurd. - Green chest containing flare gun and 10k flares after exiting vault 111. FIX: Mod dev forgot to delete it. Ignore it or if it bothers you much, remove mod #83, which I don't recommend doing. - Hubby secret basement in Sanctuary. NO FIX: Its up to you if you want to use its content. Just easier difficulty option, but not game breaking. - Hacking rank 4 seems useless or has wrong description. NO FIX: Needs proper check. - Wall turrets sometimes glitches and play sound on repeat. FIX: Re-enter the area or reload save. - Contact frag mines seems to have too low damage. FIX: Just dont craft them. Rest of new explosives should work fine even that it shows low damage values in description. - Perception low, constant (-1) PER in stats because of poison damage/resistance bug. FIX: Add mod #110 and equip perception rings. Dont delete the mod. Cant find safer solution for now. Rings dont take equipment slots. - Action girl perk have only one rank on female character and two on male. NO FIX: Just 25% AP regen loss at high level. Not a big deal. - Bubblegum seems to unintentionally quench thirst a bit and kind vendors give it for free. NO FIX: Free candies. Its better to use them to slow down time. - Incorrect cost to build concrete foundations. FIX: Use mod #20 to add tons of foundations in newly added category Structures-Concrete. - OCDecorator replaces creation club menu. FIX: Items from CC are still available in other building categories. Ignore or delete mod #24 + #25 if you dont care about its function. - Few perk descriptions might be slightly incorrect or missing. NO FIX: Nothing important to worry about. - Three street lights, powered water pump, industrial purifier and subway light have incorrect build costs. NO FIX: These have wrong values, but items like clean sofa or tv are more expensive to build on purpose though. - Pip-boy light wont transfer from first to third person camera view. FIX: Turn flashlight off and on. - Water surface sometimes flash black when moving underwater. NO FIX: Its not very noticable and you don't dive much in FO4 anyway. - Can't use Wattz Consumer Electronics terminal, animation stops. FIX: There is a radroach behind the wall. Kill it by swinging melee, explosives or reenter area. - Flashlight in Vault111 has incorrect beam look/color. FIX: It will fix itself after mods load right after you leave Vault111, dont worry.

v1.0 - Initial version.

Have fun!

i love this game, but i hate how 99% of the time when i do get infected/cursed someone leaves before the game even starts. it kicks everyone out of the game and makes you re-queue. it makes the game less fun and a lame experience. it took me 20 minutes to get into a game last night because everyone kept leaving the second they got their roles. idk if there is anything the devs can do to solve this but i hope something comes of it (maybe an abandon penalty or something.)

Payday loans can seem like a quick fix when you need cash fast. You can use them to cover rent, bills, or unexpected expenses.These loans often come with incredibly high-interest rates and hidden fees that can trap borrowers in a cycle of debt. You borrow a small amount, but if you can't repay it on time, the costs quickly escalate. This can turn a temporary fix into a long-term problem.
I believe that while payday loans can be useful in emergencies, they should be a last resort. Before you take one out, make sure you fully understand the terms and have a plan for repayment. Look into other loan options or see if you can borrow from friends or family to avoid high fees and interest rates.and i heard about viva that offers the opportunity to apply for a loan with top lenders with just one application,
If you've used payday loans, I'd love to hear your experience. How did you manage to repay it without getting stuck in a cycle of debt? If you have any advice for those considering payday loans, please share. We all need a little help sometimes, but it's important to make informed decisions to avoid bigger financial troubles down the road.

Soo... When I bought a Xperia 10 V, I was so hopeful that I would have a dream phone as I recalled my friend loved his Xperia. What I got was a bunch of bugs and no effort of fixing them. Even this reddit thread has its own mega thread for bugs pinned to the start which tells quite big story of the quality of this phone.
I think this is unacceptable quality of the software. So many problems with opening the phone, the bluetooth stops working, and the most annoying of them all - wifi does not work properly, internet does not work properly. Really bad camera and so on. And when you follow the fixes - the problems come back. Slow charging and what else?
The phone is a waste of natural resources.. Also a cherry on the top - it is quite expensive for what is worth. Oh why I did not buy a OnePlus? Are the other models as bad?

In my game I am making a cleric who in his backstory used to be a powerfully cleric Myrkul before he goes on mission to distroy a Church of Evening glory but ended up getting trap and over the course of a few year start to worship Evening glory instead as he realises Myrkul has abandoned him and is sending knowone to help him. But he made a deal with Myrkul but to join the Myrkul cult he sacrificed his devotion(his ability to worship gods other than him) to show his fealty and now can’t fully devote himself to Evening glory and I want to show this in the way he worship her by try to recite a love poem about her every morning (something this she required her followers to do) but he can’t be he only can get a few word or line’s in before he starts to become physically sick and throwing up and then ask the story plot of the campaign goes on he can start to recite more and more of it before finally finishing it and reclaiming his devotion from Myrkul.
But the problem is I want to have a actual poem to say but I am ** terrible** at poetry and can not do it for the life of me so I was wondering if someone had one from a past campaign or if some one who is even half decent at poetry could help make me one please.

I'm considering switching over to all BH products. I've been able to source them here in the US, but at times it was hard to find. We now have a BH distributor and I believe BH will be opening a US site to order their product line from.
I really like their no nonsense, no hype approach to detailing. I got turned on to Touch-Less a year ago. Works fantastic. As you guys would say it's a "brilliant" product. :)
I'm currently using Gyeon products for everything. I wanted to ask people familiar with the brand what LSP I should go with? I have used Can Coat and still may just use Gyeon for my LSP as Can Coat is a super durable product that is easy to apply. However going forward I was thinking of trying Hydra-Wax or DSW. To keep my process as simple as possible (just a DIY/hobby not a business), I was going to use the following products:
Prewash - Touchless
Contact Wash - Autowash
LSP - either Hydra-Wax or DSW with Touch-On over top
Wheels - Surfex HD
Interior - AutoQD diluted 1:20
Drying aide - AutoQD
Is Hydra-Wax something I could just re-apply once it starts to lose its hydrophobic qualities? Coatings are great, but they fail too. I don't mind reapplying an LSP periodically.
Thank you

I’ve been asked multiple times by folks in this subreddit how I got started in DE/DS consulting and how to find clients. Client acquisition was a process that we started in 2018 and continue to refine it everyday even till now.
It was tough in the beginning but we did everything from talking to people in our network, popping into office next door at co-working space and shamelessly asking if they have projects. Upwork, Toptal, etc. were also used.
A lot of data engineers might not have patience that a salesperson needs (esp. if you have full time job) or might not know where to get started. So I have been contemplating on ways to help data engineers who might want to do consulting on the side or as a full-time but don't know where to get started.
Let me know what you guys think of these ideas:

• Showcase Data Engineers: We have Linkedin and Toptal to do this but they are very noisy. I want to create a specific page to showcase vetted data engineers and their expertise, portfolio, etc. Some might be experienced in certain stack, while others might be in something else.
• Matching Data Engineers with Projects: I got this idea from a company (forgot their name). They are a group of open source developers who band together like in Ocean's 11 to execute a project and disband after the project is delivered.
  • Since we continue to get inbound projects and also have a defined sales process, I want to call in band of vetted DEs from the showcase above to execute the project just like the group of OS developers.
  • Some projects are training projects, we can work to co-develop lessons that you can showcase in your portfolio.
• Intern Matching: I already received like 20 resumes for internship from this subreddit when I mentioned we do DE consulting, but my time to guide and manage them is limited. So we match DE interns on one of these projects so they can get a "real-world" experience.
• DE Job Matchmaking: This is not consulting related but we can connect vetted DEs from the showcase who are "open to hire" to DE teams looking to hire.

I know this is done on LinkedIn or Toptal in some fashion but they are too noisy with other professionals vying for attention. We keep it pure to Data Engineers.
I would love your thought and interest in participation.

tl;dr: Guts, to Griffith, is the personification of his humanity. Only if Guts‘ only reason to live is to get revenge on Griffith can Griffith hold onto his wish for true human connection.
Hey everyone!
As someone who’s only gotten into Berserk pretty recently and has pretty much read it all back-to-back in one go, I’ve had a few thoughts on what I think Griffith’s current (as of Chapter 373, which is how far I’ve read since I only read paperback lol) intentions and motivations are. I’m also a psychology student which, as you will probably notice, influences a lot of my thoughts on the matter. I’d like to share those thoughts with you and hear your opinions.
There are two main chapters I’m basing this „theory“ on, though I will probably refer to some other scenes here and there. The main chapters I want to talk about are Ch. 28 and Ch. 373 (it’s worth mentioning that I’ve only read the English and German translations, so if anyone’s got further input based on the original text, please feel free to share).
So, to reiterate, in Ch. 28 Griffith shares a conversation with Lady Charlotte about who he would consider a friend, which Guts overhears. Griffith states that he’d only consider someone a friend who, like him, lives and dies only for their own dream instead of following someone elses dream. Only then would he consider them an equal and with that, a friend. It is implied that so far, he’s never met someone like that. This of course is the moment Guts decices to leave the Hawks to look for his own dream, so that one day Griffith may consider him his equal and friend.
A few chapters earlier, in the aftermath of the Hawks‘ fight against Zodd, Guts asks Griffith why he would do something so illogical as to risk his own life to save him. Griffith replies along the lines of „Do I need a reason?“ and leaves it at that.
I believe that, at this point, Griffith sees himself as being above others (shocker, I know). What’s important to note here is that being above others is not necessarily a good thing for the psyche. Humans are a social species and have a fundamental, inherent need to belong. If you consider yourself above all others, you’re alone, and that need is not met. I believe that is the reason Griffith at this point is known for acting logically, cold and calculating. By parting from his vulnerable emotions and desires, and thus his humanity, he avoids the agony of loneliness. However, parting with ones humanity is not something you can just… do. What I’m saying is that consciously, he copes by denying himself his own humanity, however subconsciously, he still feels the human need to belong and the loneliness of being ‚the only one on his level‘. That’s why his cryptic response to Guts is essentially an expression of his denial of his own humanity. Deep down, he knows the reason for risking his life for Guts is that he wants to consider Guts a friend. But if he were to admit that, he would also admit his humanity, which to him is a contradiction in his identity: he’s above all others and he will take everything he pleases because of that. If he were human, he could not achieve his dream.
Here is where I posit the main idea of my theory: Guts, to Griffith, is the personification of his humanity.
When Griffith fights Guts as he leaves the Hawks, he’s essentially fighting for his subconscious hope that one day he will find a way to reunite his humanity and his dream. As Guts leaves, Griffiths hope to reunite with his humanity leaves with him. Griffith’s smart; he knows that for a human, conquering everything and everyone is not a valid path to achieve long-term happiness and contentment. This is what Griffith breaks down about: his only hope to one day be truly content as a human being ripped away from him.
Now, there are a LOT of scenes that you could analyze from this perspective, but for this post, I want to skip straight to Ch. 373. In this Chapter, Griffith talks about how, as the Moonlight Boy, he felt a warm nostalgia, which turned into a vague sense of longing as he woke. The warm nostalgia of course being the need to belong, which was finally met for him as he could exist within a new identity that’s not built on being above all others. Here, he experienced all he ever subconsciously dreamed of as a human: being part of a family, and the warmth of human connection. The „sense of longing as he woke“ that he talks about is of course waking up as Griffith and realizing that the Moonlight Boy is not him. He’s Griffith, and he’s given up on his humanity long ago. Everything he ever really wanted deep down is something that he can never achieve. This is what he sheds his single tear about.
But there is one last hope for him. One last possible way to reunite his wish for humanity with his dream: Guts. As Griffith, he still believes that he cannot consider someone a friend who doesn’t have a dream that they live and die for so adamantly as he does for his. But here’s the „loophole“ (which he may or may not have had already realized at the point of the eclipse, which led him to… do what he did to Casca): If Guts finds his ‚dream‘, Griffith will be able to consider him a true friend, and thus have a true human connection while still holding onto his own dream of conquering everything. But there is only one ‚dream‘ that would motivate Guts to live his life only and only for that dream. And that dream is getting revenge on Griffith. For Guts to give his life to this dream, Griffith has to continuously fuel Guts‘ hatred for him. Only if Guts‘ only reason to live is killing Griffith can he consider Guts a friend and hold onto his humanity, buried somewhere deep down inside of him.
As the Moonlight Boy, especially in Elfheim, Griffith realizes that Guts is considering to give up on getting revenge – as Casca is healed and he found a bunch of new friends, Guts is considering to just settle down and live happily ever after. If he were to do that, to Griffith, he would give up on his dream once and for all. And Griffith can’t let that happen – if he did, by his logic, he would give up on his only friend, and thus, his own humanity, which he still longs for even now. That is why he steals Casca. To motivate Guts to once again live and die only by his hatred for Griffith and his ‚dream‘ of revenge.
Whew, that was quite a lot of text now that I look back at it. But yeah, that’s about as far as I’ve gotten in my 'theory', if you wanna call it that. As I‘ve said, I’d love to hear your thoughts. Thank you for reading!

They advertise 9,000 songs being a better feature over RS 2014. Who the hell is curating this shit? There’s complete absence of the biggest bands ever. Grunge is basically left out, and no Led Zeppelin, Who, Pink Floyd or Stones. Even Deep Purple is missing Smoke on the Water. They have 20 songs from 311, but none are even in their top 10 best. The New Order selection was a nice surprise though.
They really messed up this new business model. Should have stayed with the DLC, even at a higher price.

Current living conditions: 40 gallon tank w screen on top, 3in coco fiber substrate, hot and cool side hides, lots of fake foliage on the cool side, branches for climbing, hot and cool side water dishes. Thermometer typically reads 80 degrees with 25-40% humidity. I know that the top screen is bad for retaining moisture, so I mist daily. He’s about a year old and has been pretty tiny since I got him.
First spring/summer as a snake owner. I moved him to a spot by a window and didn’t realize that it’s been toasting him for the past 2 months. His water dish & humidity have been evaporating super fast. I admit I haven’t been handling him at all since I moved him and I only noticed when I went to clean his tank.
He’s not in terrible shape, but he looks skinny and deflated. Moving very slow, but still has a huge appetite. Though I’ve been feeding him regularly, I thought that maybe it wasn’t enough, so I upped the food. No change, but he still acts ravenous every time I feed him (1 pinkie twice every 10 days).
I believe he’s been dehydrated, so I gave him fresh coco fiber substrate, added an extra water bowl, more places to hide, and got him away from that window. I give his tank a little spritz every day, so I will continue doing that. Is there anything I’m missing? Would love to get him healthy again ASAP. A vet visit is in his future if I can’t bring him back myself.

For context, her grandfather passed away a couple years ago due to Covid. She loved her grandfather very much, and they were very close, so she was devasted when he passed. On top of that, the rest of her family (including her parents) aren't exactly great people, and so her relationships with them are very strained. And that makes her miss her grandfather even more. Once, she forgot the anniversary of her grandfather's death and when she realised, she started sobbing profusely. So there's no doubt he meant a lot to her.
The nightmare itself more or less follows the same pattern every time: she murders her grandfather and hides the body somewhere, then her mother discovers it, and yells at her and berates her.
Tonight she broke down in front of her mother, and instead of comforting my girlfriend, her mother just said "you've always had these dreams" and wrote her off. Mind you, they were laying in bed together while this was happening, and once my girlfriend stopped crying, her mom just turned her back and promptly went to sleep.
I really want to help my girlfriend by doing more than just comforting her, but I am not sure how. She does consume murder documentary/true crime content every now and then, and I suggested that that may have something to do with it, but as far as I know she hasn't been able to watch/listen to that kind of stuff in a while.
Any advice would be much appreciated. Thanks in advance.

Original post: https://www.reddit.com/relationships/s/1eVrSXL54L
I wanted to give you guys an update of how the therapy session with my wife went this week. Not sure if this is helpful or not but I took many of the responses/comments/suggestions from my initial post and put together some things I wanted to discuss with our couples therapist to help us navigate some of the core issues that may be affecting this situation.
One of the main things that is the "buzz word" of this has been the term "resentment" and it has been really eating me up inside knowing my wife keeps telling me she doesn't know why she's resentful or doesn't know why this is affecting her emotionally/mentally. I brought this up with our therapist once again and resurfaced the conversation about being married for so long (15yrs) and being together since we ere 14yrs old. Our long history of growing up and how having children when she was 19yrs old (me 20) significantly changed the trajectory of our lives. We experience sever poverty and many hardships in the process and we essentially had zero social life for the past 10 years because we were so busy raising babies (2 kids now ages 12 &14). She followed up with tons of questions directly mostly at my wife about her feelings towards this and 90% of the responses were very "our kids" focused. It definitely felt like she was afraid of saying "yes it sucked" because she would feel guilt or shame because it would imply she regrets the kids. I mentioned this in the session and the therapist encouraged her to look at this outside of the lens of being a mother and to try to view it a bit more selfishly and individually and it was very eye opening. My wife mentioned that she was very frustrated with the fact that we did miss out on many things in life. She also was very clear in saying "I do not think I missed out on other partners or dating or partying but I certainly lost all my friends." This was huge because one of the big pieces that has caused a strain in our lives is how silo'd and isolated we've been (again busy raising kids). I followed up by reminding her that it's important to have good friends and to make time for herself and her friendships.
For the past 3+ years, we've had multiple conversations about friends and how it is important to have them in life. Specially when you have similar peers that can help in many areas of life that perhaps we have no experience navigating and even simply for enjoyment. It has always been something my wife avoids, even though she's always been someone who needs that external stimuli. The main reason for her not investing in friends or even herself has always been "the kids." Like I mentioned earlier in this post, 90% of the answers have to relate to "the kids" to some degree.
At this point in our session I started to feel like there was a common denominator (the kids) in most of the frustrations and problems she was experiencing. So I simply asked her "Do you think you may be upset at me because I'm responsible for these kids in the sense that I got you pregnant so young?" I wasn't ready but she said that she was upset at me for that. She also followed up with the fact that she knows that's unreasonable because it "takes 2 to tango." I did feel like it was progress because it kind of gave us something to work on and help alleviate some of these "burdens" so we agreed to invest more time in nurturing good friendships both together and individually.
Towards the end of the session, we began to discuss what actionable items we would take from this session. At this point, it was still all very ambiguous and blurry as to what the outcomes were. I was very direct and very forward in asking my wife what her plan is moving forward. (NOTE: I had decided prior to the session that should my wife say the same thing about being a coparenting roommate that I would take the 180 approach and essentially do me) She started basically saying the same thing, that she doesn't have any desire to be intimate or sexual with me as of now and that she loves me immensely and she feels bad for not being there for me (as mentioned in my first post).
I also brought up the brief swinging that happened, to which for the 50th time said it wasn't a problem. I agree with her on this. This was something that was a "mechanical" approach for a solution to a problem that was very much in existent when we tried this. We (both) really have no issue to this. We know it happened, we tried it and mutually stopped and turned the page.
I also brought up other life events that may cause resentment and really we ended up not getting anywhere else as far as the root for resentment which was discouraging.
I then basically expressed to my wife that I will not be ok with that arrangement. I told her that I've really done everything I can and that this issue really has reached a point where it has nothing to do with me or require me to do anything that I'm currently not doing. I was very direct and saying that I will not be accepting this dynamic and that I need to be with someone who is actively involved in our marriage, works towards resolutions and is very much interested in maintaining an active intimacy and sexual relationship. I expressed how I am not going to be a "convenience" and that there was more to life than being roommates and coparents. I made sure she knows I love her dearly and that I do want this to work for the better. I also told her that I'm fully committed to this marriage so long as she is as well and that is she wasn't, its ok, however I will not be a part of something where these efforts are not reciprocated. I told her I have no plans of leaving, and I do not want a divorce, however, I made it clear that if this dynamic continues that divorce will be the only outcome.
Of course tears were involved and it was a very bleak and sad ending to the session. Still nothing was said and I walked out very discouraged and very determined to start working on the 180 as soon as we left the room. It's painful and very difficult because much of the 180 requires you to be very short and cold and transactional. The saddest part is realizing, this dynamic already is very cold and transactional.
Here is where it gets VERY interesting. I started working on implementing many of the 180 recommendations that same day. I mentioned to my wife that, "hey, things are going to be a bit different moving forward. I'm going to honor her roommate/coparent dynamic without reproach and that it should be no mistake that I am not happy here and I am never going to be ok with it but I am done working on it if she wasn't going to work on it." She agreed and went to bed. I started to build distance and started to basically focus on myself. Very short and transactional. She asked for help on some of her personal things to which I declined and it really shocked her. She was upset saying I was being petulant. I explained to her that, she is now fully in charge of her own life and her own issues. We didn't talk all day and we only spoke when necessary. Few days I keep this going and she's very visibly upset and stressed. I typically react to that with gestures of help or nurturing but I didn't this time. That night she was crying telling me she's stressed and she things something is wrong with me because I'm "indifferent." I simply listened, then I told her that this is the dynamic she proposed and that I'm simply (much like her) taking care of myself and focusing on myself. I'm not going to lie, it has been VERY hard to be cold and distant because as I mentioned before, I love her and I wish I could hold her and love on her. However, I know this is somewhat manipulative in a way just to get her way and still keep me in the friendzone. So I've been staying the course.
We're now going on a week of this 180 and let just say, there has been MANY changes on her side. I think she is starting to realize there is more to me than just "friends and coparenting." I sent her a text a few days ago essentially itemizing bills and separating the financial responsibilities 50/50 and SHE LOST HER SHIT. She basically told me it was "out of left field" to which I responded "hey, friends go in 50/50 and as your friend I expect nothing less." This was very eye opening because it gave me a glimpse of I'm really taken for granted and how her level of comfort and convenience at my expense is really overlooked. I pushed through anyways and basically told her that this is the new dynamic she asked for and that its still a "bargain" because she would have to be 100% if she was on her own.
I'll wrap up with this. While the 180 has been working in many different areas, I am still very much sad about the overall situation. There have been MANY eye opening statements being said and realization that have not been pleasant to encounter. It has also sparked new energy and new efforts on her side as well. She's definitely seeking to talk to me more often and while its hard to turn down, I hope if things improve, this continues to happen. I've also noticed that she's making more time for herself aside from being a mom which is HUGE because she pretty much neglected herself for years. I'm very pleased seeing her be more herself. My hope is that as we work on ourselves, the marriage improves. There really is no telling at this point where this will go. We are very much cordial and amicable even to this day and that's a very good sign. Boundaries are set and expectations are very clear and I feel that no matter the outcome, I will be at peace with everything that has been done. We're still going to continue the couples therapist until we either rekindle our marriage or end up in divorce. I feel like having this nonbiased third party really helps as a witness and as a guide through this. No matter what I will always love my wife, however, I will not participate in a sexless, intimacy less marriage because we both deserve better.
Thank you all for all the kind words and recommendations and feedback. This will be my last post on this topic and I wish you all the best.
TL;DR: My wife friend-zoned me wants to just coparent at my expense but I started the 180 method to try and find a solution because she doesn't want to work on us which seems to be working on getting her out of her rut and helping me discover more about how she feels. Also, therapy is paramount and highly recommend to all couples.

Hello! I wrote a graphic novel and am currently illustrating it. I am querying agents and collecting rejections. Any critiques on my query letter would be appreciated. Thanks!
Query: The Light Treaders, Fantasy Graphic Novel for Upper Middle Grade
Dear AGENT,
My name is [Me] and I have written and am currently illustrating a graphic novel titled The Light Treaders.
There are so many agents to choose from it can be quite overwhelming! I read through the profiles on WEBSITE and your profile feels like the best fit for my book and my personality.
Nayel works in the tavern where she was left behind as a child. The tavern's owner Ruthie Lane has taken her in and loves her like a granddaughter. An old friend of Ruthie stops in and wants Nayel to join them on their little quest. They are headed into The Wounded Woods to find the Codex Caverns. There is rumored to be a book that contains the cure to an illness the queen has been fighting for some time now. Brianna is strong, quiet and obviously a skilled fighter. Daphne is the top student in her school and knows a lot about magic. What can Nayel do? She has only ever been a waitress. Anxious and unsure Nayel agrees to go on this mission. Along the way the three encounter flying snakes, bullying berry bushes, The Angry Oak and other dangerous creatures. They learn about each other, becoming friends and they learn about themselves, revealing their strengths and weaknesses.
The Light Treaders is full of heart, humor, magic, mystery and adventure. Parents and teachers will find that the young women in this story work together and lift up each other even while doubting themselves. The Light Treaders is aimed for upper middle grade readers. The characters solve problems, fight monsters, make jokes, find confidence, discover weakness all while becoming friends.
The Light Treaders is similar to The Adventure Zone series except that it is for children and the main characters are female. Kids that like Amulet, The Babysitters Club, and Phoebe and Her Unicorn will like The Light Treaders.
The book comes to about 178 pages with an average of 8 panels per page, and around 9000 words. I have created a dummy graphic novel with sketches, texts and frames in place. I also have about 15 pages where all the art work is completed. I would love to send pdfs showing my work at your request.
I hope you enjoy what you read and I'm looking forward to hearing from you.
Thanks so much,

Hello,
I will try to keep this post short. edit : yeah this didn't work...
I grew up in a dysfunctional household where there was no love between my parents I, an only child btw, have actuallynnever witnessed any love or tenderness between my parents. They have usually been polite to each other but that was it.
My father has always been very good to me while my mother has been calling me lazy or bad since I can remember. Even when I was a small child - and I never did anything worse than the normal occasional shit that kids just do- she would tell me how bad I am. She had a friend who worked in this institution for left-over children/children with no parents (*I don't know exactly how it's called in English) and tell me that she could leave me there. And since I was a small child, I really believed it and it scared the shit out of me.
The more I grew up, the worse she became. During puberty it was hell. I was somehow ugly but also seducing my own father at the same time. I had horrible acne during my teens which was caused by an endocrine distorder (PCOS, very common in young girls) and she often blamed me for it. She said several times that she's embarassed for my looks and doesn't want her friends to see me. Actually the only person who has ever offended my looks was her. And I actually believed that I was some abdomination. Now, whenever I see pics of myself back then, I see that I looked like a normal teen, but with acne. And since I was quite good with make up, the way I looked in every day life wasn't evil that horrible. But I only realise this now, since back then, I saw myself as a monster.
The constant thing that she said was that I'm lazy and bad and somehow always trying to hurt her with every step I take. The reality was that I always tried to just not care about her. This of course never worked out and I subconsciously have tried to make her happy for years, destroying my own life in the process, but I have never actually tried to hurt her. Or to seduce my dad, which is the weirdest thing she has ever said to me.
But I guess that being told over and over that I'm lazy and incompetent has actually become into a self-fulfilling prophecy. Now, at 24, I am quite lazy, unmotivated and I have no ambitions in life. But when I go back to my childhood, photos prove it : I was a very smart and happy kid. I would be the kid who wins small competitions at school and stuff like that. So I know that I am not just lazy, maybe I hav become lazy over the years after hearing it all the time.
I don't want this to be an excuse for my failures in life.
I managed to survive a lot of shit which would have driven many people to suicide by now, and I also managed to graduate from a school in a country where education is very hard -my parents migrated there with me when I was 9 years old - and I made it through a school that was too hard for me and that I have no problem admitting I was just too dumb for. And I still graduated. I even managed to pass through several exams at university, eventhough I dropped out later.
But that'sl too little for my mother, she has always compared me to other kids that are more successful and ambitious than I am. She has this so called friend - side note : she actually hates this woman, as she does with all of the people that she calls friends. She only uses her friends to step on them and show off to them how much better she is than they are. And this woman has two daughters around my age; they are both smart, successful and pretty. And she has always told me how good they are and how much she envies said friend for having such good daughters, while she has such a bad and mean one - me.
So, according to my mother, I am evil and lazy.
on being evil : I have inherited my dad's character and he's a very good person. My dad is a teacher and the kids have always adored him, which to me means something. I'm not saying that I'm never wrong - I have hurt people as well and I am not perfect in any way, but I'm 100% a better person than my mother and I don't go out of my way just to brag to people only so I can feel better about my life.
on being lazy : I acknoledge that I'm lazy, but this came after many years of being told this over and over. I manage my household & my finances on my own, but I have no ambition for a career any more. I just want a short, peaceful life. And I'm totally fine with it. Maybe, if my mother really wanted me to become a career woman, she should have told me "well done" whenever I did well at school - because I only had shit grades in maths, the rest of my grades were quite good. But nope, I only ever heard how lazy I am.
Because my mother never had any consideration for my privacy and would constantly go through my stuff, tell her "friends" my most embarsassing secrets and generally make me look bad whenever she could, I don't really tell her anything about my life any more. So atm she has a daughter that is lazy & that really doesn't really care about her any more (= which could be considered evil, because you should always love your mother).
I guess you reap what you sow.

I’m sure this has probably been done already at some point during the subreddit history but who cares!
Do volunteer your top 10 songs of theirs if you feel like it. Always interesting to read :)
Here are mine: 1. Songbird

1. Go Your Own Way
   
2. Landslide
   
3. You Make Loving Fun
   
4. The Chain
   
5. Dreams
   
6. Little Lies
   
7. Never Going Back Again
   
8. Don’t Stop
   
9. Sara
   

Is Uber available at Malaga Airport? Certainly. Uber operates in major cities worldwide, and an airport as busy as Malaga, which hosts millions of travelers annually, is no exception. In Spain, Uber operates through vehicles with VTC licenses, facilitating private transportation services.
While some traditional taxis also collaborate with Uber, their participation is less common due to several reasons. Firstly, it directly competes with traditional taxi services, impacting their market share. Secondly, Uber charges a considerable commission from the service price, reducing the profit margin for taxi drivers on Uber trips.
How does Uber function in Malaga? To operate in Malaga and Spain, Uber employs a fleet of vehicles with VTC licenses. These licenses authorize private passenger transportation under specific conditions, including prior booking, a detailed contract specifying pickup and drop-off points, passenger details, destination, and an agreed-upon fare. These vehicles can be identified by their distinctive blue license plates, similar to regular taxis.
Uber's application operation is straightforward. After registering on the Uber app and providing personal information and payment details, the app geolocates users and displays available vehicles nearby. Users can select their pickup and drop-off points, and the app presents various service options tailored to their preferences and needs:
Uber X: Standard service for up to 4 passengers. Uber Saver: Similar to Uber X but with up to 15% discount, though with fewer available vehicles. Uber Black: High-end cars with top-rated drivers. Uber Comfort: Newer, spacious vehicles. Uber Green: 100% electric vehicles. Uber Van: Minivans for up to 6 passengers. Uber Pet: Vehicles allowing pets under certain conditions. Payment Methods Payments to Uber drivers can be made via credit card, PayPal, or cash. While other options like Google Pay or Uber gift cards exist, credit card and cash payments are the most common.
Malaga Uber Airport Malaga Airport has designated areas for Uber pickups at the arrivals terminal, with free parking for Uber vehicles. However, unlike pre-booked private transfer services, Uber drivers do not wait in the arrivals hall. Customers must proceed to the designated parking area to locate their assigned vehicle.
Controversies Uber initially operated illegally in Spain using private vehicles, but it is now legal and compliant with Spanish regulations. However, two main issues cause discomfort for users and drivers:

• Dynamic Pricing: Uber fares fluctuate based on demand and vehicle availability, potentially significantly increasing costs during peak times.
• Commissions: Uber charges substantial commissions, initially around 20-25% of the final trip price, which may increase to over 50%, impacting driver earnings and service quality.

Alternatives to Uber: Bolt, Cabify, UniTaxi app Several app-based alternatives exist on the Costa del Sol for taxi or private transfer services:
Bolt: Functions similarly to Uber but with lower commission charges. Cabify: Spanish alternative with a smaller presence and popularity. UniTaxi app: Exclusively partners with traditional taxis, ideal for users preferring traditional taxi services.
Post created in collaboration with Shine Malaga Transfers, providing private transfer services at Malaga Airport.
Kind regards.

Heyo,
Looking for advise from folks who were or are therapy adverse. My partner has some major anxieties, stresses, and phobias. She has been exposed to dozens of different therapies and medications over the past 20+ years of her life(since teens). Mostly with negative or neutral results.
This has left her totally feed up and untrusting with the institution of mental health. Understandably. But that being said I don't know what do when her mental health problems cause conflict and she repeatedly states she doesn't like her brains own reactions. Everytime I suggest looking into therapy/medications it is immediately shut down and she gets angry with me for bring it up.
Would love to hear others experiences or stories. I can't keep seeing her struggle but not sure how to help if the main tools to deal with her experiences are ones she dislikes and have failed her.
Thanks

When I was three years old I was in a really bad car accident. I didn't know it at the time, but that singular event would come to define everything about my life moving forward. What I remember about the accident is mostly a collage of backdated comments I was able to reel out of my father in the following years. He was driving me and my mom in his old '91 Chevy Tahoe through the twisting backroads of Southern Illinois, weaving his way through the gnarled branches of oak trees which interlocked into a braided ceiling overhead. A fog had rolled in, giving the impression that we were driving through a cloudy tube. Everything was simultaneously bright and opaque. I didn't mind though, as I was in the back seat working on a coloring book. My mom was in the front, talking with my dad or turning around to entertain my completed pictures.
Although I was of the age where my memory was just beginning to mature, I still recall two things very clearly from the accident. First was the sensation of breaking. I remember feeling the way a plate must feel to be dropped: weightless at first, then suddenly meeting a much larger, more solid object—the air popped like a firecracker, and the entirety of my body shattered into hundreds of fractals. And then I remember a hand. It was my dad's hand pulling me from the wreck.
I ended up hospitalized for weeks after the crash. My mom was less lucky. The impact had killed her instantly.
As I've alluded to, I was young, and at the time I didn't fully understand the implications of what had happened. I knew something was missing, but it was like a word on the tip of my tongue, or the forgotten vanilla in a cherished cake recipe—coloring my experience, but not the whole of it. Not like my dad. For him, it was the whole fucking cake. He had somehow made it out with only a few scratches. I'm sure he had a really bad case of survivor's guilt, and frankly, looking back, I wouldn't have blamed him if he slumped into despair and spent his days drinking away his sorrow. But he wasn't that type of man. He got help. It took him years before he was able to recall anything that happened that morning, and most of it is still repressed, but he shared with me what he could. Or at least that's what I had thought.
My dad was a Middle School teacher since before I was born, and he kept his job until very recently. As a result, we didn't have much by way of resources. I grew up on Disney Channel and TV dinners for the most part, but I didn't mind. When I became of school age, his job actually made caring for me pretty convenient. Since our Elementary and Middle schools were connected, he was able to drive me there and back each day.
It was around third or fourth grade that I realized I was different. I didn't understand the other children or even the adults most of the time. They would say things then immediately change their mind, or they would talk about something and in the next breath forget its existence entirely. I remember one day at lunch, I had just gotten my tray of hot food and sat down with some friends. One of the kids, Alex, was talking about a stuffed bird he had won for getting first place in Mr. Curtis's pop-up math competition. We were all admiring its blue wings and white belly and sharp black beak and beady eyes. I left mid-conversation to get a chocolate milk. When I came back, I asked to see the bird again, and Alex said "what bird?" I was perplexed. "The bird—the bluejay you were just showing us." I remember all of the other kids looking at me like I was crazy. I figured they were all playing a trick on me, so I got up and went over to Alex's seat and crouched down, looking under the table, then I sprung up and tried to open his lunchbox. "What are you doing!?" he yelled. I felt so confused and embarrassed that I ran to the bathroom to cry.
And then there was another time a group of kids were laughing about a joke one of the girls, Taylor, had made about our homeroom teacher's face looking like a seal. I knew it was mean, but at the time I just wanted to fit in so I played along, but when I made a comment about her resemblance to the semi-aquatic animal, they all looked at me confused. "What are you talking about? We never said that…"
These misattributions kept happening, and it led to me being ostracized from most of the little childish cliques that popped up. I developed a quasi-standoffish temperament which I used as a shield against a chaotic world that I didn't understand. My dad eventually had me tested for ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder), but I passed the test. He asked if I wanted to move to a different town with different schoolmates, thinking that perhaps I was getting bullied, but I told him it was fine. Somewhere deep down I felt like no matter where I went, this problem would follow me.
You may think that I was simply coping with the absence of my mom, and while I'm sure that her absence has left certain holes in my life, kindly, no, that wasn't what was happening. You see, at first I didn't notice the instances of what I'll call "blinking". I simply thought that I was misremembering things: objects, words, events. They were all little things anyway. A bird, a joke, my pencil box. It wasn't until sixth grade that I realized the magnitude of the phenomenon.
I was in my dad's 6th grade Social Studies class and we had just been assigned our "Ancient Civilizations" project which involved creating a diorama of our chosen civilization and presenting its features to the class. My friend at the time, Claire, had taken my first choice of Ancient Rome (which we had a heated argument about at lunch), so I was left with Ancient Egypt. At the time, all I pictured for Egypt was a plate of sand. However, my dad and I went through some illustrated history books and pictures on the internet and he really built up the project for me.
Over the course of a couple months, he helped me shape three pyramids out of small wooden planks and a bunch of tan clay. We placed them in the center of a giant square shoebox lid which served as the container for the diorama. Then he bought some small wooden mannequin puppets and we dressed them up in cloth clothes (mostly kilts and tunics) and colored their eyes, mouths, and hair. We added a few obelisks and some small box-huts which were collected into a little village around the Nile. Finally, we added a light glaze of glue where we felt would be necessary and then covered the whole project with golden glitter.
As we worked on each part of the diorama, my dad helped me understand what we were adding and why it was important to Ancient Egypt. I loved the way he talked about history. He spun everything into a miraculous story. To this day, I don't think I've ever had a teacher who came close to his level of charisma and creativity. As a result, I became really proud of my diorama. I memorized all the little details and rehearsed my speech in front of the mirror for hours leading up to the last couple weeks of class. And then, two days before I was supposed to give my presentation, everything fell apart.
First, I need to apologize for deceiving you about an aspect of my story. I thought it might help you to understand what I was going through at the time. What I'm about to tell you is going to sound insane. I get that. But please hear me out. The truth is that I was never assigned to present on Ancient Egypt; everything else about Clair taking my first pick and dad helping me with the whole project and my excitement leading up to the presentation was all true, but it wasn't a project on Ancient Egypt, it was a project on Ancient Sidovan, which was a civilization located on the eighth continent called "Catalan" (the same name as the spoken language, but unrelated) which was due West of Australia in the Indian Ocean.
I know this sounds incredible, and if you want to believe it's all in my head, I get that, but I remember clearly all sorts of facts about it: the Malagasy, the same people who populated Madagascar, were the first peoples to discover Catalan and settle it. However, about five hundred years later, Indian ships would arrive and create the civilization known as Sidovan. A pidgin language formed between the indigenous population and new arriving Indians called "Hiesa" (pronounced: Hai-E-suh or Hai-ʔ-suh). Catalan had a warm climate with plenty of natural resources, but Sidovan had a dense enough population to require agricultural production. They grew rice, grain, sugarcane, vegetables, and even tobacco.
I remembered all of these facts and more. My diorama reflected the main features of the Sidovan civilization. And then two days before my presentation, I woke up and my diorama was entirely different. The hilly grasslands were traded out for sandy dunes. The Hindu statues and stone palaces became clay pyramids and large spear-like pillars. And everything was covered with the ickiest yellow glitter I had ever seen. Tears stung my eyes as I trampled over to my dad's room and banged on his door. "Dad! What did you do!?" I yelled.
"Honey?" He responded, rushing over to the base of the stairs. "What's wrong?"
"The diorama. It's ruined!"
"It's what?" he asked and ran up the stairs, leading me to my room. He looked over it for a few seconds, checking to see if everything was intact, then said, "I don't see it, honey. Where is it ruined?"
I was completely dumb-struck. What did he mean he didn't see it? "All of it!" I shouted. "The whole thing is wrong. Where's the grass and the stone buildings and the lady with the four arms and the elephants? Where is my project!?"
My dad looked at me in silence. "Lauren, baby, what civilization do you think you were working on?"
"Ancient Sidovan, of course! We've been working on this for months now! Dad, please tell me you remember."
He knelt down and put his hands on my shoulders. "Honey, your project was on Ancient Egypt. There is no Ancient Sidovan."
"Y-you're lying." I protested. "Books, you have books. On your bookshelf."
He took me into his study and showed me all of his books. None of them were on Ancient Sidovan. He even turned on his computer and typed in the name of the civilization, but all that came up was a near match "Sidon". I remember feeling the sudden urge to puke. My entire body felt like it was pumping battery acid instead of blood. "I—I don't," I started but suddenly my head felt very light, and I fainted.
When I woke up, I was in the hospital. I had lost consciousness for over half an hour, enough time for my dad to call 9-1-1 and have the ambulance transport me to the nearest ER. They ran all sorts of tests on me, but they all came back fine. After a couple hours of IV fluids and monitoring, they released me with my dad.
I ended up skipping the rest of school that week. My dad didn't make me present my diorama. In fact, he never brought the subject up again. Part of me was glad. I just wanted to forget the whole thing ever happened. But another part of me couldn't move past what was clearly the most absurd thing to ever happen to me. About a week after the incident, I tried to broach the subject, but when I asked my dad about it, he didn't seem to remember our conversation at all. He said I had fallen ill and that's why I needed to go to the ER and miss class. I felt like I was going crazy. If I was older, I probably would have voluntarily checked myself into a psychiatric ward. But I was young and helpless and alone, and I decided that if I just ignored the changes well enough, I could still get along. This proved difficult though, as the blinking would only exacerbate in the coming months.
Up until the time of the project, I hadn't been able to directly observe the phenomenon. It was always in retrospect that things disappeared. It was during the summer after sixth grade that this changed. I still remember the first time it happened. I had just gotten out of the shower and was drying my hair in front of the mirror. After it was dried, I threw on my clothes then went to tie my hair up in a ponytail, but as I went to set the elastic tie, I felt its weight dissipate in my hand. I gasped and held my hand out. The circular black band was gone.
Fast forward to seventh grade and the blinking had spiraled out of control. Reflecting back on it, most people would probably have assumed I was drinking psilocybin-infused water, as the delusions were somewhat consistent with psychedelic phenomena: except these distortions were real (at least they felt that way to me).
I'd wake up and grab the box of Special K but end up eating Cheerios. The McDonalds logo would look yellow and red one day, but purple and black the next. I'd be watching a show, and then a different show, and then a different one. It was as if the entire universe was a Christmas tree with millions of lights, and the lights kept shifting hues randomly, faster and faster, and I was the only one who could see their changing colors. I remember one night my dad made spaghetti for dinner and we went out onto the porch to eat it. While we were sitting, I saw our neighbor's house, a two story townhome, blink and become a single story bungalow. I gasped, and my dad asked what was wrong, but when I tried to explain he just gave me a strange look. For him, no matter what changed, the world was "always that way". While for me, it didn't have "a way".
The situation peaked when Clair, that friend I mentioned before, disappeared. I texted her (my dad had bought me a BlackBerry at the beginning of summer break) but didn't get a response. When I asked her other friends if they knew where she was, I got the usual "what are you talking about?" look. I knew right away what had happened, even though I didn't want to believe it. I went to the teacher and asked if there was a Clair in our class. She said "no". I broke down in front of everyone. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out of school. The lady at the front desk tried to stop me, but I just barrelled past her. I kept running until I got to a big park across the street and bawled my eyes out until the police arrived and escorted me home. When they tried asking me what was wrong, I didn't say anything. There was literally nothing I could say that they would understand.
That night I prayed to God for the first time. My dad wasn't a religious man. He went to Catholic church with my mom when she was alive, but after she died he never went back. Still, I knew how to pray, even if I never did it. I copied some of the people I saw praying in movies and interlocked my fingers and knelt down on my bed, stuffing my head into a pillow. "Dear God," I said, "Please, please, please help me." I told Him about my struggles and asked Him to make them stop. I spent an hour saying the same things over and over again. And when I was finished, my little body was so tired, I fell right to sleep.
I knew something was different the second I opened my eyelids. I didn't only feel relieved, but I felt… embraced. I felt like someone was watching over me. I felt like I wasn't alone. I moved through my day with cautious apprehension. I didn't want to get my hopes up only to be let down. But to my surprise, the blinking had stopped. At least I couldn't remember any of the inconsistencies, and to me, that was a win. I began to pray regularly, and the more I did, the more I could feel the sense that someone was looking out for me. It was like I was getting a big hug from some cosmic force that loved me and wanted me to be happy.
I made it a habit to pray regularly. I asked my dad if he could take me to a church, and he agreed to take me to St. Mark's, the same church that he and my mom used to attend. Over time, I realized that the actual church services weren't as important to me as the praying. For whatever reason, there was something about praying that was like a glue for my brain, holding the entire universe together. As I got older, I considered that maybe it wasn't that the changes were no longer happening, but that I simply didn't see them anymore. In other words, maybe I was just becoming like everyone else. Either way, I didn't mind.
In my teenage years, I got into mindfulness meditation. I thought that I'd want to go into religious studies and become a theologian, so I started to learn about Eastern traditions in addition to Christianity. I joined a bunch of different school clubs to meet kids of different faiths: Judaism, Hinduism, Buddhism, Islam. I tried to find a common thread which linked them all and would explain what happened to me as a child. The metaphors of Heaven and Hell, Good and Evil, the Taoist Yin and Yang—duality. Every religion seemed to speak about a way of being that would lead to a better place. In some cases that better place was a physical future existence, and in others it was merely being in contact with the perfection of nature or the present. Metaphorically, the teachings could explain what I had gone through in a kind of loose way, but there were no explicit statements about my condition.
***
I want to fast forward to why I've decided to write about this now. To give you an idea of where I'm at, I'm now 25 and working on finishing my MA in Computational Linguistics. I know that's a bit of a switch from what I was thinking when I was a teenager, but I really only interested in religion because of the value praying afforded me as a child. I didn't actually have much interest in the subject, itself. After my first year of college, I changed to an English major, which ultimately led to me taking a linguistics class and enjoying it so much that I switched tracks in my Junior year. Considering the state of the world, I thought minoring in Computer Science might help me financially in the future, so I ended up charting a path which I figured might lead to something like developing translation software.
Anyway, everything was going fine until a few weeks ago. I was out at an all-night diner with a few of my friends from the program. There was Jeremy, Martin, Bella, Jordan, and Macy. We had been working on a group project together involving modeling construction grammars by generating primitive 3D structures using C# and running the code through a game engine (it's a bit weird, but essentially we were trying to create a multidimensional model for language using a similar but more advanced concept than other LLMs), and just had a breakthrough. It was 2AM though and not a brain cell existed between the six of us, so instead we focused on a different problem: Macy's ongoing breakup with her semi-long distance trucker boyfriend. We tried to explain why Mike wasn't going to work out as we ordered a round of milkshakes and waited for the lone overnight kitchen worker to scoop out three balls of ice cream from the Deans carton for each of us, blend it, then have the server deliver the vintage diner glasses on a plastic tray.
I dug into my thick strawberry shake with a spoon. It was delicious. I kept eating but focused back on the conversation. I remember feeling something odd about one of the scoops, but I was so entrenched in Macy's story that I didn't notice the metal shard in my ice cream until I felt it against my lip. "P-tuh" I spat out the shard and ice cream all in one motion, then covered my mouth which I was sure was bleeding. The silver blade was probably as large as my thumb, and it had two jagged edges, as if it was fastened for the purpose of causing damage. "What the fuck!" I yelled.
Everyone at the table turned to see what was the matter. "Hey, Lauren, you okay?"
I spoke through a covered mouth, using my free hand to point at the table. "That was in my—"
But it was gone.
"In your… shake? Was something in your shake?" asked Jeremy.
I froze. In that moment, the stories of my childhood that I had only remembered as faint nightmares came back in a wave of crushing terror. How could I have been so stupid to think they would simply vanish forever? No, this isn't the same thing, I thought. But deep down, I knew it was. I drew my hand away from my lips and saw that it was dry—no blood. When I looked back up, all of the blood in my veins went cold. My friends were… smiling at me. Their lips were elastic like taffy, stretching to reveal their teeth. I could feel them radiating malevolence, as if the only thing holding them back from picking up their utensils and stabbing me to death was some thinly veiled force field. The moment lasted for what felt like half a minute, then Jordan said two words which made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
"Found you"
The words ricocheted in my now adrenaline powered skull. But just as he spoke them, the world blinked and my friends were back. Bella reached out and grabbed my hand. I pulled away, but when I saw her concerned expression, I relented.
"Sorry, guys, I think I'm going to have to call it." I said.
"You sure, L?" asked Jordan. "You look like you just saw a ghost."
"Yeah, thanks, but I just…" I stumbled for a lie, but when one wouldn't come, Martin stood up and said he'd walk me out to my car.
"Thanks," I said as I got into my little 2015 Jetta. "It's just been a long day."
"No problem, Lauren. You know, if there's ever anything—"
"I know," I said but didn't mean. Some things just couldn't be shared.
I drove for about five minutes before stopping at a gas station. I pulled in and parked near the back. Then I interlocked my fingers and prayed for half an hour. I apologized for not taking my praying seriously and asked to once again be granted peace. Unlike my younger years, I also drifted into other avenues of thought. I imagined my mom. I pictured the whole arc of my life, all of the little decisions that led me to where I was. I cried for a long time. I felt like that little girl again reaching out for help. I still felt so lost, so out of control; there were so many things missing, and I was so confused.
I decided then to take a trip back home and visit my dad who was now working as a private tutor. He made enough prepping affluent students for the ACT and SAT that he could spend his free time pursuing his real passions: reading and writing. When I arrived at his doorstep that weekend, he greeted me with open arms. "How are you, kiddo? It's been, what? A year or so?"
It was actually more like two years, but I didn't tell him. I just smiled and nodded.
"Well, come in."
The house was almost exactly how I remembered it. Linoleum floors, beige walls, a few scattered pictures, the scent of camomile. Everything minimalist. There was a quaintness, a prettiness to the way everything seemed to be well kept and in a perfect place. From the cherry wood chairs we'd sit in to eat, to the cream-colored loveseat. I felt at home.
I spent the drive thinking of what I would talk to my dad about, but ultimately I wasn't sure what I'd say. I loved my dad, but I think growing up it was easy to see him as naive. After all, arguably the most important episodes of my childhood were completely unknown to him. In that way, I kind of loved him from a distance. Maybe losing my mom also played into that. Maybe I just had trust issues. And after what happened at the diner… Luckily there hadn't been any blinks since.
I stayed for a couple days and he showed me around some of the different coffee shops where he'd tutor kids or write some of his stories. I met some of his friends, mostly other retired or part-time teachers who were in a similar place in life. I was happy for him. Then, on Sunday, he made me my favorite meal growing up: homemade carbonara pasta with chicken and broccoli. The sauce had a few different cheeses, butter, olive oil, and a raw egg yolk. It was the perfect blend of creamy, savory, and sweet. After we ate, he cracked open a scrapbook of some old photos and other clippings he had put together.
We reminisced about the past and laughed whenever I'd cover up one of my awkward pictures. He brought up some stories from school that I had forgotten, naming some teachers that I hadn't thought about in years. Apparently I had started at the end, because as I moved to the other end of the book, I kept getting younger and younger. I flipped to the last pages and noticed a couple pictures of my mom that made my heart sink.
"She was beautiful, wasn't she?" said my dad.
"Mmm," I agreed.
I flipped to the last page and saw a collage of newspaper clippings. One of them was related to the accident. It was headlined: "Two Survive Head-On Collision". After a cursory glance at the text, I noticed something odd. It said, "Both the husband and child, a three year old girl, sustained life-threatening wounds. The husband was found unconscious on the scene. The girl was found twenty meters away from the vehicle, crying." I swallowed, trying to remember back to what happened that day. The feeling of crashing, of the world slowing down, then breaking, returned. And then there was a hand. My dad's hand. Or was it? If he was unconscious, who pulled me out of that wreck?
I looked up at my dad. He was smiling.
I shot up and started backing up slowly toward the door. "No, not you, too. What is this? What's happening? Who are you?"
My dad, or whatever was controlling him, laughed."Oh, Lauren, Lauren, Lauren. You know who we are." he purred as he stood up. He lifted his hands and the lights began to flicker then bend in a way which shouldn't have been possible. Dark figures began to propagate from the shadows along the walls. The pictures nailed there began to blink out of existence. I turned to run toward the door but the handle was gone. Glass shards materialized all around me and swarmed like locusts. Certain I was going to die, I dropped down on my knees and once again turned to prayer, this time asking God to directly intervene and save me.
Everything went quiet.
"Honey? Are you okay?"
I didn't trust his voice. I knew if I opened my eyes, I'd see that awful smile. He was just toying with me. "It's not you," I said in between muttered prayers. "I know it's not you."
"Honey," my dad said, closer. I felt his arms wrap around me. This was it, I was going to be suffocated. I waited for the inevitable crushing weight of my chest collapsing. I waited to break all over again.
"I would never hurt you, Lauren. I love you more than anything in the whole world."
I burst out in tears. "No, it's not you, I know it's not you. You don't exist!"
My dad's weight dissipated. I opened my eyes and saw that he was no longer there. "Dad?" I called aloud. "Dad? Where did you go?"
I checked all over the house, but there was no trace of him. There were still pictures of him all over the house, so I knew he hadn't blinked out of existence like everything else, but somehow he was missing.
***
I left the house and got a room at a hotel, where I am now. I'm sure at this point that whatever is happening to me is no longer random. Something out there is actively trying to hunt me. Maybe it has been my whole life, but only now it can see me—however weird that sounds. If that's right, then God has been on my side trying to protect me from this demon or monster or devil or whatever it is. Regardless, the methods I was using when I was younger are not going to cut it anymore. I already posted my story in several other small circles and have gotten one reply. A man who goes by the name "Trent" (apparently it's an alias). He said that he has some insight into my "condition" and can offer help if I want it. I'm planning on meeting with him tomorrow. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but at this point I need answers. I can keep you updated with my progress if that interests you, and to anyone who knows anything about what's happening to me, please… I could really use your help.
***
I was just about to post this when Trent sent another message. This is what it says:
Trent: We can do the \*** at **** O'clock. Also, if what you're telling me is true, your mother may still be alive.*

I'm quite sure someone has asked this in the 10 years since our beloved leader first penned this sub's official manifesto, but what are people's thoughts on the inclusion of jams, chutneys or hot sauces etc. in a grilled cheese? I do understand the whole grilled cheese vs melt thing, but surely a grilled cheese with a generous slathering of, let's say, some tomato and chilli jam is still in grilled cheese territory, right?
I ask only because I just ate the best grilled cheese (some top-notch English cheddar on sourdough with some of the aforementioned tomato and chilli jam) and was about to take a picture of it to post here but thought better of it because I didn't want to spend the evening being torn to shreds by grilled cheese purists.