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2024.05.21 16:09 graywolt Total Flipped World Tour - African Lying Safari
 | submitted by graywolt to Totaldrama [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/2mc6o4x0es1d1.png?width=1298&format=png&auto=webp&s=09ee2dbc1a4ff327679846fc609c148b1bb395ea In a 9-5-4-3-1 vote, Staci & Sugar are eliminated, while Max wins immunity in a 3-3-2-1-1 vote, as Sugar is eliminated. After the challenge, Topher and Scott are in first class, waiting for Sugar. Sugar finally shows up and says that she would’ve been here sooner had someone not barfed all over her, which Topher apologizes for. Scott then tells everyone to get down to business. Scott asks who they should try to eliminate, and Topher suggests Staci, as she’s a bigger threat than Cameron & that she’s also level-headed, something that most of everyone else is struggling with. Scott agrees with this, as he believes that it should be easy to convince Max to vote for her. Scott tells Topher to do this and adjourns the meeting. Max is walking around the plane, and Topher finds him in the dining cabin. Topher asks him to sit down, and Max does so. Topher then asks Max who he’s voting for, and Max says Sugar. Topher then asks if Max will forget what Staci had done to him in Niagara Falls, and for a moment, it looks as if Max is truly convinced. We then get a flashback of the things Staci has done to help Max, and in the confessional, Max rhetorically says that he can’t believe that he was that close to believing Topher’s lies. Back with Topher though, Max puts on a facade of agreement, telling Topher that he’s in. Over the P.A, Chris tells the contestants to go vote. At the elimination ceremony, Sugar & Staci are the last ones not safe. Sugar, Scott, & Topher look smug, and everyone else looks worried. When Chris announces a tie though, this shocks everyone. Scott angrily says to Topher that he thought Topher had it under control, and Max just realized that he forgot to ask Staci & Anne Maria to vote for Scott, making them all facepalm angrily. While this is going on, Chris is on the phone with the producers, who are hounding him. Sugar then confidently says that she can take down Staci in a tiebreaker, which gets Staci to notice that Chris is still on his phone. The contestants are now yelling at Chris to do his job, and when Chris gets off the phone, he explains that due to budget constraints, he has to eliminate both Sugar & Staci from the game. This pleases exactly no one, and Chris is barraged with angry shouts from all corners of the room. Sugar then asks how eliminating her helps the budget, and Chris cites added weight to the plane, more food needed, and simply admitting that he finds Sugar & Staci both annoying. Sugar firmly refuses to leave before Chris gets Chef to shove her out of the plane, prompting Staci to quickly jump out as well. In first class, Scott is pissed off at Topher. He mocks Topher, quoting how he said that everything was under control, and that only Staci would be eliminated. Scott says that the only reason that the alliance will still be a thing now is simply for self-preservation. In economy class, Cameron tells Dawn, Staci, & Max that to bring down Scott and Topher, they need to be on the same page, which Cameron apologizes for not making clearer before Staci was eliminated. Cameron & Dawn put their hands in the middle, with Max & Anne Maria doing so as well. In the confessional, Max states that Scott better watch out, as his days are numbered. In the cockpit, Chris asks some questions before signing off. After the credits, we see Sugar & Staci land on the Great Wall of China. Sugar laments about how unfair her elimination was, getting Staci to tell her to shut up, as Sugar has complained about it for the umpteenth time. Sadie then shows up and tells the bickering duo that they need to hurry up, as their flight departs in 5 hours. Staci says that she can’t wait to be back in Canada, and Sugar hopes that the hotel they’ll be staying at is nice. Sadie tells Staci that they won’t be back in Canada quite yet and tells Sugar that having a nice hotel should be the least of her worries. Sugar asks what this means, and Sadie replies with “you’ll see”, before they all walk off, and the screen cuts to black. African Lying Safari The episode begins in economy class, where Dawn & Cameron are cuddling each other, Anne Maria filing her nails, and Max looking pensive. A slightly worried Max lays out this hypothetical to Anne Maria – After Topher is eliminated, Scott gets immunity. In that case, who do you vote for? This is stumping Max, as he is cool with everyone here besides Scott. Anne Maria agrees, saying some tough choices would have to be made here. In first class, Topher tells Scott that with everyone else reuniting, it’s every man for himself, as their two votes won’t change anything. Scott agrees, and he tells Topher not to be surprised by any tricks he pulls. Once the plane lands, Chris welcomes them to Tanzania, home to the Serengeti Plains. Anne Maria arrives slightly late, as she topped off her pouf as they landed. Chris introduces the first challenge, which he named "Sock-et To Me." This challenge entails going over to a pile of plums, and grabbing as many as possible while dodging the soccer balls that will be kicked at you by contestants. Scott mocks the soccer balls, so Chris beans Scott with one, reveling in his yelp of pain. Topher goes up first, and he gracefully dodges all of the soccer balls, getting a giant pile of plums. Cameron is calculating where to kick the ball, and when he figures it out, the soccer ball hits Topher in the shins, making him fall & drop the plums. Cameron is up next and isn’t even able to get any plums before he’s knocked down by a speeding soccer ball from Topher. Max is now going and while he stays upright this time, he is only able to get half a dozen plums, as he dropped most of them. Scott is next, and while he hits Cameron with Dawn’s ball, he gets beaned in the head by Anne Maria & Max at the same time, making him drop his plums. Dawn goes, and nearly makes it, but trips over a ball kicked by Scott Anne Maria starts running, deflecting all the balls with her hair. She grabs some plums, doing the same thing as she runs back to where she started. Max is speechless at this, asking how Anne Maria made her hair do that, with her saying it’s a mix of having good hair, and good product. Anne Maria hands Max a mostly empty can, and in the confessional, Max is flabbergasted when Anne Maria’s hairspray offers a 72-hour hold. The plums are then used to smash through gourds, and whoever does so first wins an advantage. While Cameron accidentally hits Chef, Anne Maria barely puts a dent in her gourd, frustrating her. After a Chris induced miss, Scott perfectly strikes his gourd, getting six tranq balls & a slingshot for his troubles. Max strikes his gourd soon after, getting four & a slingshot. Topher hits his next getting three, Anne Maria strikes her gourd with her cricket bat, getting two, and since Dawn & Cameron couldn’t crack their gourd, they each get one ball, but no slingshot. Chris tells the couple that they’ll have to throw the tranq ball with enough force to pop it, and Cameron says that’s nearly impossible. Chris then announces that the tranq balls will be used to knock out the Max clone, who according to Chris, is “bigger and better”, as he’s been genetically mutated. The Max clone is even wilder now, with his tracksuit being half-torn, glowing green eyes, and no shoes. As Chris explains that whoever knocks out the Max clone gets invincibility, said clone is seen attacking an intern. Chris tells them to go, with Dawn & Cameron teaming up, and Anne Maria & Max doing the same thing. Topher offers to team up with Scott, but the Farm Boy rebuffs him. This ends up being a mistake however, as Topher has stolen Scott’s tranq balls. With Scott, he is walking about when he hears a rustling in a bush near him. He tells the clone to come out, but is instead met with a lion. Scott then goes into his back pocket, finding nothing. Scott tries to calm the beast down, but eventually runs away. Meanwhile, Max has finished setting traps all around the area. Anne Maria is skeptical about this, and Max asks “who in their right mind could resist a Mallowmar?” Dawn & Cameron are looking for the Max clone, and when the lion is behind Dawn, she asks if Cameron has recently brushed his teeth. Cameron asks why, and Dawn looks behind them, seeing the same lion that terrorized Scott. The two lovers run away, but Cameron gets caught in one of Max’s traps, making Max wince. Anne Maria gives Max an “I told you so” look, and Max offers to help get Cameron out. He asks if anyone has a knife, and at that moment, a baboon grabs Cameron, greatly angering Dawn. Dawn & Max promise to find something to free Cameron before running off. The girls and boys run into each other and, mistaking the others for their intended target, hit each other, knocking each other out with tranquilizing balls. Chris chooses this time to make the contestants sing, despite being still stunned. While being in their stunned state, the contestants sing “Wake Up”, which is about exactly what it sounds like. Chris then warns the contestants that they have about an hour to catch the Max clone before the plane leaves, ditching them. Chris offers to watch the action back at the jet, which Chef obliges to. Dawn runs off to save Cameron, saying that she can handle it, as her boyfriend will not become baboon food. Anne Maria & Max run to the right, while Topher & Scott both inadvertently go left. As Max & Anne Maria go right, they turn around, as they see footprints going left. With Dawn, she has made it up to the baboon den at the top of the tree, and Cameron tells Dawn to not make any sudden movements, as the baboon really likes him. Dawn tries to explain the situation to the baboon, but it gets defensive, holding Cameron tighter. This is too far for the Moonchild, who rips Cameron out of the baboon’s hands, then kicks it in the nuts. As Dawn & Cameron make it down the tree, the baboon is shrieking. Topher & Scott both see the Max clone from a distance, as they’re on a hill. Topher steps up to fire, but Scott shoots Topher before shoving him down the hill. Topher angrily shouts at Scott for this, and he then notices the Max clone, which is right next to him. Topher tries to plead with him, but the clone mercilessly & viciously beats up Topher, which Max & Scott are cringing at from the top of the hill. Scott tries to take advantage of this, but Max snipes him from behind before doing the same to the Max clone, winning Max the challenge & invincibility. Chris goes to announce this, but only Max & Anne Maria are listening, as Topher & Scott are in a sleeping heap with the clone, and Dawn & Cameron haven’t made it back yet. Vote for anyone besides Max, vote for someone to get immunity for the next episode, and feel free to come up with any plot points for the next episode. (Rapa-Phooey!) |
2024.05.21 16:06 Fredricksoniayns How to find the best kratom
I made my first YouTube video on kratom in February of 2021. "Top Kratom Vendors". My number one pick at the time was Golden Monk which is not someone I would recommend now but I was very new to the industry at the time. Near the end of 2022 I visited Thailand eventually making my way over to Indonesia and Borneo and even made it all the way out to where 90% of the worlds supply of kratom is grown: Kapuas Hulu. Needless to say I have learned a lot since I made that first kratom video.
This video here is from my YouTube channel. In it you can see my friend Irvan, owner of DSB Kratom taste some new kratom and make a determination over quality. His facial expressions are invaluable. His idea is that you are looking for a specific type of bitterness along with the most vibrant green you can find. The smell must be fresh
Judging kratom a sort of nuanced skill that comes with experience and because the science of kratom is so complicated, personal judgement is the best thing we have. I can’t say that I have this skill to the same level as some of the people I have met, but I do know the basics enough to easily tell good kratom from bad.
This video shows the difference in white, green, and red kratom. This is not a universal rule because many different kratom vendors do many different things. However, I have seen multiple situations where a vendors is either fermenting their kratom (red), or leaving the stems (white), and/or removing the stems (green). If you see a red kratom strain that is very dark then it is almost certain that this kratom has been fermented. White strains are a bit harder to sell but will have a bit more of a powdery texture because of the stems that have been added. For greens the stems will be removed and the leaf powdered. Of all the comparable lab results I have seen, greens score the highest in alkaloid levels.
There is also this paper I read that said that kratom that comes from older trees is going to be higher is a different set of alkaloids. It has been shown that as the kratom plant ages, the alkaloid content will shift from less in Mitragynine and more 7-Hydroxamine.
Basically you want the greenest kratom from the oldest tree.
I have never seen a super old kratom tree in person. A couple different people have showed me a picture of one they claim is theirs but no one has ever been able to show me one in person. The story of Indonesian kratom over the past few years is that as demand has exploded, the pressure on the farmers to produce kratom tanked the overall quality of the industry. I have heard stories that a few years back the average mit level was about 2%, whereas now I bet the average falls around 1.3%. The highest I have ever heard is of a research team in Florida that got maybe even higher than 6% but you can never trust any of the reports fully unless you do the tests yourself. If you live within the US the lab would cost around $100.
Needless to say, knowing quality vendors is hard.
I am making a new video about the best kratom vendors and my new list includes a lot more vendors from three different categories. First you have the mega vendors. These guys have mediocre kratom and very good prices. You can certainly find higher quality kratom on the market but you just wanted to safest thing: companies that have call center that is going to personally take you by the hand and walk you through any problems you might have with the order. You then have the small batch vendors that are almost always going to have better kratom than literally anyone else on the market but if something goes wrong with the order then you are probably going to need to talk with the owner. Everyone I am recommending is cool but if you are uncomfortable with anything in the transition then it might be a better idea to go with one of the mega vendors. The final category is Borneo kratom vendors. The kratom industry in Borneo is bigger than I could have imagined and so I will give a strong warning in that kratom order go missing all the time. Usually it’s a problem with customs rather than the vendor but many things can happen. Still, there is a guy I will recommend that has the greatest kratom I have ever tried if you are willing to risk it.
Hopefully this gives a brief overview of the basic challenged to determining quality kratom but there are many pitfalls that can happen in when learning the industry.
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This video here is from my YouTube channel. In it you can see my friend Irvan, owner of DSB Kratom taste some new kratom and make a determination over quality. His facial expressions are invaluable. His idea is that you are looking for a specific type of bitterness along with the most vibrant green you can find. The smell must be fresh
Judging kratom a sort of nuanced skill that comes with experience and because the science of kratom is so complicated, personal judgement is the best thing we have. I can’t say that I have this skill to the same level as some of the people I have met, but I do know the basics enough to easily tell good kratom from bad.
This video shows the difference in white, green, and red kratom. This is not a universal rule because many different kratom vendors do many different things. However, I have seen multiple situations where a vendors is either fermenting their kratom (red), or leaving the stems (white), and/or removing the stems (green). If you see a red kratom strain that is very dark then it is almost certain that this kratom has been fermented. White strains are a bit harder to sell but will have a bit more of a powdery texture because of the stems that have been added. For greens the stems will be removed and the leaf powdered. Of all the comparable lab results I have seen, greens score the highest in alkaloid levels.
There is also this paper I read that said that kratom that comes from older trees is going to be higher is a different set of alkaloids. It has been shown that as the kratom plant ages, the alkaloid content will shift from less in Mitragynine and more 7-Hydroxamine.
Basically you want the greenest kratom from the oldest tree.
I have never seen a super old kratom tree in person. A couple different people have showed me a picture of one they claim is theirs but no one has ever been able to show me one in person. The story of Indonesian kratom over the past few years is that as demand has exploded, the pressure on the farmers to produce kratom tanked the overall quality of the industry. I have heard stories that a few years back the average mit level was about 2%, whereas now I bet the average falls around 1.3%. The highest I have ever heard is of a research team in Florida that got maybe even higher than 6% but you can never trust any of the reports fully unless you do the tests yourself. If you live within the US the lab would cost around $100.
Needless to say, knowing quality vendors is hard.
I am making a new video about the best kratom vendors and my new list includes a lot more vendors from three different categories. First you have the mega vendors. These guys have mediocre kratom and very good prices. You can certainly find higher quality kratom on the market but you just wanted to safest thing: companies that have call center that is going to personally take you by the hand and walk you through any problems you might have with the order. You then have the small batch vendors that are almost always going to have better kratom than literally anyone else on the market but if something goes wrong with the order then you are probably going to need to talk with the owner. Everyone I am recommending is cool but if you are uncomfortable with anything in the transition then it might be a better idea to go with one of the mega vendors. The final category is Borneo kratom vendors. The kratom industry in Borneo is bigger than I could have imagined and so I will give a strong warning in that kratom order go missing all the time. Usually it’s a problem with customs rather than the vendor but many things can happen. Still, there is a guy I will recommend that has the greatest kratom I have ever tried if you are willing to risk it.
Hopefully this gives a brief overview of the basic challenged to determining quality kratom but there are many pitfalls that can happen in when learning the industry.
2024.05.21 16:05 slubaroni My (25F) new boyfriend (25F) doesn’t initiate sex, is it time to go?
About two months ago I met and started dating this super sweet, incredible guy. We met on Hinge. We have a ton of compatible features and no shortage similar values and interests. Within the first month of dating we told each that we were in love with one another and so far everything has been perfect. I’ve had shitty relationships in the past and haven’t dated anyone seriously in over 4 years. He’s very patient with me and goes above and beyond to make sure I’m happy and comfortable.
He’s incredibly attractive, hard working, sweet, patient and he’s super smart. Sex was great the first month, frequent, similar kinks, a lot of passion. He put in a lot of work to make sure I had fun as well. For the first month, we would see each other nearly every day and usually have sex once at night and once in the morning. He texted me sexual things semi-frequently. Not like sexting, more of talking about things he wanted to do. I was excited about all of these things.
The past two or three weeks have been very touchy. Sex has dropped down to maybe once a day or every other day. Each time I have to initiate it. About a month ago, I over reacted when we had sex for like 10-15 minutes, I didn’t get off and he didn’t do anything “for me”. I left without saying anything very late at night after I could tell he went to bed. He called me, extremely concerned and sad that I left, and I came back. A week later I had another talk with him about how he rarely focuses on my pleasure and the frequency of our sex dropping. I asked if there was anything wrong, he said no, thank you for telling me and that it will change. Nothing changed. Another week goes by of me having to awkwardly initiate. He started declining entirely some days, which hurts but is totally ok and I never push it. I had another talk, since sexual compatibility matters a lot to me and I figured it was an easy fix. I said I was upset because it was the third time I’ve had to bring it up. He hugged me and said I’ll never have to bring it up again. The next time we had sex was absolutely amazing. We had sex once a day that week, I still had to initiate.
Fast forward to now, our lack of intimacy is killing my feelings for him and making me incredibly distraught. We’ve had three arguments that pop up when I bring up how much anxiety I have about dating and also how I feel like we lack sexual compatibility. He views it as an attack, will say some back handed things and it makes me shut down completely. Last night (after no sex for four days, being declined after trying to initiate) we had a fantastic date night after work but still no sex. I asked if I could go home, he said it would upset him and asked what’s wrong. I asked if he thought we have a good sex life. He said yes, it’s the best sexual compatibility he’s ever had with a girlfriend. That he dated people before that had lower drives and it made him bored and ruined the relationship. He asked if I felt it was bad, I said yes and my reasons why, and he went into almost an attack mode where he blamed me and said after our talks he tried to initiate oral “three times” and I said “no” and completely shut him down, that maybe I lied about liking oral. I had been thinking about our lack of “depth” and sexual intimacy for two weeks and it’s been eating me alive to slowly realize that something that seems like this small of an issue is what’s going to tear my amazing relationship apart.
I told him he’s losing me and it feels like I’m losing him. That I just wanted to not keep this inside and build resentment. All he views it as is an attack on him, almost like it’s purposeful. We agreed to not see each other for the next two days and think it over and grab coffee to talk about it and decide where we want to go from here. It feels like we are colder and distant from one another. We are both working long hour, high stress jobs. I got him a new job that he’s having to learn and puts pressure on him, it also won’t be that profitable until about 3-6 months from now so I’m sure he’s stressed about money. Our schedules don’t really align and I have no days off due to working a 50 hweek high stress job and going to college classes on my days off. He gets up insanely early for work. Is this something that might sort itself out in a few months once he’s settled into the new job and I’ve graduated? Should I stick around and see if it improves instead of having these conversations and making him feel bad? It’s also really difficult to communicate anything without him taking it very personally and trying to flip it on me. I’m scared to lose him but I’m also fine on my own and don’t want to waste his or my time or make him feel bad about himself for something that isn’t his fault.
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He’s incredibly attractive, hard working, sweet, patient and he’s super smart. Sex was great the first month, frequent, similar kinks, a lot of passion. He put in a lot of work to make sure I had fun as well. For the first month, we would see each other nearly every day and usually have sex once at night and once in the morning. He texted me sexual things semi-frequently. Not like sexting, more of talking about things he wanted to do. I was excited about all of these things.
The past two or three weeks have been very touchy. Sex has dropped down to maybe once a day or every other day. Each time I have to initiate it. About a month ago, I over reacted when we had sex for like 10-15 minutes, I didn’t get off and he didn’t do anything “for me”. I left without saying anything very late at night after I could tell he went to bed. He called me, extremely concerned and sad that I left, and I came back. A week later I had another talk with him about how he rarely focuses on my pleasure and the frequency of our sex dropping. I asked if there was anything wrong, he said no, thank you for telling me and that it will change. Nothing changed. Another week goes by of me having to awkwardly initiate. He started declining entirely some days, which hurts but is totally ok and I never push it. I had another talk, since sexual compatibility matters a lot to me and I figured it was an easy fix. I said I was upset because it was the third time I’ve had to bring it up. He hugged me and said I’ll never have to bring it up again. The next time we had sex was absolutely amazing. We had sex once a day that week, I still had to initiate.
Fast forward to now, our lack of intimacy is killing my feelings for him and making me incredibly distraught. We’ve had three arguments that pop up when I bring up how much anxiety I have about dating and also how I feel like we lack sexual compatibility. He views it as an attack, will say some back handed things and it makes me shut down completely. Last night (after no sex for four days, being declined after trying to initiate) we had a fantastic date night after work but still no sex. I asked if I could go home, he said it would upset him and asked what’s wrong. I asked if he thought we have a good sex life. He said yes, it’s the best sexual compatibility he’s ever had with a girlfriend. That he dated people before that had lower drives and it made him bored and ruined the relationship. He asked if I felt it was bad, I said yes and my reasons why, and he went into almost an attack mode where he blamed me and said after our talks he tried to initiate oral “three times” and I said “no” and completely shut him down, that maybe I lied about liking oral. I had been thinking about our lack of “depth” and sexual intimacy for two weeks and it’s been eating me alive to slowly realize that something that seems like this small of an issue is what’s going to tear my amazing relationship apart.
I told him he’s losing me and it feels like I’m losing him. That I just wanted to not keep this inside and build resentment. All he views it as is an attack on him, almost like it’s purposeful. We agreed to not see each other for the next two days and think it over and grab coffee to talk about it and decide where we want to go from here. It feels like we are colder and distant from one another. We are both working long hour, high stress jobs. I got him a new job that he’s having to learn and puts pressure on him, it also won’t be that profitable until about 3-6 months from now so I’m sure he’s stressed about money. Our schedules don’t really align and I have no days off due to working a 50 hweek high stress job and going to college classes on my days off. He gets up insanely early for work. Is this something that might sort itself out in a few months once he’s settled into the new job and I’ve graduated? Should I stick around and see if it improves instead of having these conversations and making him feel bad? It’s also really difficult to communicate anything without him taking it very personally and trying to flip it on me. I’m scared to lose him but I’m also fine on my own and don’t want to waste his or my time or make him feel bad about himself for something that isn’t his fault.
2024.05.21 15:59 Mylittledarlings91 AITA for being creeped out by the disabled cashier?
There’s a deaf bagger that works at my local grocery store. He’s always been very kind and never aggressive, but he has displayed a lot of behavior that has made me uncomfortable around him to the point where I don’t even shop there anymore.
There are a handful of disabled employees at this store, they’re often the baggers. I have no issue talking to them and chatting about their day or whatever interests they go on about, so please don’t think it’s an ableist thing. They’re amazing and so sweet. The forementioned bagger included.
Even though he is deaf, he speaks pretty well and understands me even though I know almost zero sign language. Our conversations initially were just like any other conversation I'd have with the other disabled employees. "How's your day? Hopefully it's almost done and you can rest at home! Have a good one and see you next time!" etc etc. He eventually asked my for my number. He seemed harmless so I gave it to him but never intended to progress our relationship past platonic/acquaintances. He immediately text me and asked me on a date to church. I responded with gratitude but let him down gently as I was/am engaged. He took it well.
Now every time I am in the store, he finds me. He's even come up to me in the parking lot. He wants his hug every time which sometimes makes me slightly uncomfortable. And he will always, every single time, tell me to text him. He even does it in front of my fiance. My fiance is cordial with him as well, hand shakes and fist bumps, etc. My fiance isn't the jealous type.
Sometimes the bagger will text me out of the blue, usually it's innocuous but there have been times where he has asked me to give him a ride home from work which is usually later in the evening. I usually just ignore the texts.
I guess he has never done anything explicitly inappropriate but I'm not one that is typically fond of getting close to others because I have been taken advantage of many times because I am a chronic people pleaser and have a hard time saying no. I guess my defense mechanism is to avoid someone who makes me feel uncomfortable or any other relevant feeling, including this disabled gentleman. He isn't necessarily a creep but I get creeped out by him, and I feel a lot of guilt because of it. AITA?
TL;DR — disabled bag boy makes me uncomfortable and I feel guilty about it because he hasn't done anything explicitly creepy to me.
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There are a handful of disabled employees at this store, they’re often the baggers. I have no issue talking to them and chatting about their day or whatever interests they go on about, so please don’t think it’s an ableist thing. They’re amazing and so sweet. The forementioned bagger included.
Even though he is deaf, he speaks pretty well and understands me even though I know almost zero sign language. Our conversations initially were just like any other conversation I'd have with the other disabled employees. "How's your day? Hopefully it's almost done and you can rest at home! Have a good one and see you next time!" etc etc. He eventually asked my for my number. He seemed harmless so I gave it to him but never intended to progress our relationship past platonic/acquaintances. He immediately text me and asked me on a date to church. I responded with gratitude but let him down gently as I was/am engaged. He took it well.
Now every time I am in the store, he finds me. He's even come up to me in the parking lot. He wants his hug every time which sometimes makes me slightly uncomfortable. And he will always, every single time, tell me to text him. He even does it in front of my fiance. My fiance is cordial with him as well, hand shakes and fist bumps, etc. My fiance isn't the jealous type.
Sometimes the bagger will text me out of the blue, usually it's innocuous but there have been times where he has asked me to give him a ride home from work which is usually later in the evening. I usually just ignore the texts.
I guess he has never done anything explicitly inappropriate but I'm not one that is typically fond of getting close to others because I have been taken advantage of many times because I am a chronic people pleaser and have a hard time saying no. I guess my defense mechanism is to avoid someone who makes me feel uncomfortable or any other relevant feeling, including this disabled gentleman. He isn't necessarily a creep but I get creeped out by him, and I feel a lot of guilt because of it. AITA?
TL;DR — disabled bag boy makes me uncomfortable and I feel guilty about it because he hasn't done anything explicitly creepy to me.
2024.05.21 15:58 BigTex-1836 What are the best ways to make and use marginalia in nonfiction Kindle books?
I posted this in the Kindle sub and received no response, so I'm thinking maybe my question is more relevant here.
I'm an avid reader of nonfiction books that I use for research, teaching, personal development, and leading an organization. I've had every generation of Kindle since the very first one (currently own both a Paperwhite and a Scribe). There is absolutely nothing as convenient as a Kindle when it comes to the convenience of reading. However, I struggle to replicate my system of marginalia and therefore struggle with how to best use Kindle for nonfiction even after all these years of use. This results in a love/hate relationship, as well as numerous attempts to start a book in Kindle only to wind up buying the physical copy a day or two later.
Let me give an example. In a physical book, I typically follow the author's structure by using a pen to put brackets around a sentence like, "Here are three outcomes...." And then I circle the words, "First," "Second," "Third," in the following paragraphs. This allows me to easily flip back later and see structure or the flow of a concept or argument. If the structure follows numerous section headings over multiple pages, I will simply write numbers (1, 2, 3, etc.) next to the section heading so that I can easily see the structure when flipping through the book later. I also like use other symbols such as a star or exclamation points in the margin, and sometimes I draw a line down the page next to a paragraph in order to indicate the whole paragraph is important without underlining every sentence, which allows me to then save underlining for the most important sentences that I want to stick out.
After all these years, I've struggled to really replicate this in a Kindle book. I thought maybe the Scribe would fix this issue, but it provides very little real world value to me in terms of annotation and note taking. It is just as easy to make a note on the keyboard. The Kindle app allows for change of color in highlights as well as for putting a star next to certain highlights (a feature that STILL doesn't exist on the Kindle devices after all these years!). I also am familiar with using Readwise and making heading notes (.h1, .h2, etc.). That is useful to an extent, but still not great.
Maybe I'm asking to much of an ereadeebook. However, I'm also sure it could just be me. I know there are many people here who read lots of nonfiction and likely made a transition at some point from physical books to ereaders and had to adapt in the same way. I value your experience and would appreciate any advice you could give, or insight into your own system for marginalia. Thanks in advance!
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I'm an avid reader of nonfiction books that I use for research, teaching, personal development, and leading an organization. I've had every generation of Kindle since the very first one (currently own both a Paperwhite and a Scribe). There is absolutely nothing as convenient as a Kindle when it comes to the convenience of reading. However, I struggle to replicate my system of marginalia and therefore struggle with how to best use Kindle for nonfiction even after all these years of use. This results in a love/hate relationship, as well as numerous attempts to start a book in Kindle only to wind up buying the physical copy a day or two later.
Let me give an example. In a physical book, I typically follow the author's structure by using a pen to put brackets around a sentence like, "Here are three outcomes...." And then I circle the words, "First," "Second," "Third," in the following paragraphs. This allows me to easily flip back later and see structure or the flow of a concept or argument. If the structure follows numerous section headings over multiple pages, I will simply write numbers (1, 2, 3, etc.) next to the section heading so that I can easily see the structure when flipping through the book later. I also like use other symbols such as a star or exclamation points in the margin, and sometimes I draw a line down the page next to a paragraph in order to indicate the whole paragraph is important without underlining every sentence, which allows me to then save underlining for the most important sentences that I want to stick out.
After all these years, I've struggled to really replicate this in a Kindle book. I thought maybe the Scribe would fix this issue, but it provides very little real world value to me in terms of annotation and note taking. It is just as easy to make a note on the keyboard. The Kindle app allows for change of color in highlights as well as for putting a star next to certain highlights (a feature that STILL doesn't exist on the Kindle devices after all these years!). I also am familiar with using Readwise and making heading notes (.h1, .h2, etc.). That is useful to an extent, but still not great.
Maybe I'm asking to much of an ereadeebook. However, I'm also sure it could just be me. I know there are many people here who read lots of nonfiction and likely made a transition at some point from physical books to ereaders and had to adapt in the same way. I value your experience and would appreciate any advice you could give, or insight into your own system for marginalia. Thanks in advance!
2024.05.21 15:56 weavenis TYPE ME PLEASE IM DESPERATE TT PLSPLSPLS
How old are you? What's your gender? Give us a general description of yourself.
I'm 19y/o. I would say Im a calm person, unless when im tired or when someone angers me. Im the balance between energetic and no energy person. I dont like sticking to one opinion because it feels like im limiting myself, so i guess im open minded. I dont really care about what people think of me unless its about my attitude or if i hurt someone unintentionally. i cant watch kdramas that r js typical, it feels so shallow and cringy. I also like psycho analyzing people. I also overanalyze someone's actions towards me. When i talk about a topic, i mostly talk the generality of it, but sometimes i think about every possible details which makes it hard to commit to one, for example: let’s say someone says you choose your own reality, in a way i get what they mean but i also think abt ppl who actually cant choose their reality. Drake and kendrick dissing each other, my brother asked me whose side im on, which i honestly dont give a crap, because its not connected to me neither i dont care who they are, feels insignificant to waste my brain cells on that thing. I also dont like rude people, like i get you have a painful past but that doesnt excuse how you treat me, i deserve to be treated like a normal human being. The line between right or wrong is kinda hard for me, i think theres no right or wrong in reality, its just based on people’s values and morals. Which ofc i do have.
Is there a medical diagnosis that impact your mental/compartmental stability somehow?
not that i know of
Describe your upbringing. Did it have any kind of religious or structured influence? How did you respond to it?
im not religious but i do believe there is some force that does things
What do you do as a job or as a career (if you have one)? Do you like it? Why or why not?
im an architecture student, so far i like it, designing a specific building for a specific person to suit their needs and comfort, how they would function inside it, my fav architect is antoni gaudi bc his works, every building's detail has a function or a meaning to it, which is not just existing but serving it's purpose
If you had to spend an entire weekend by yourself, how would you feel? Would you feel lonely or refreshed?
for right now, i would feel refreshed bc semester just ended and i need to restore my sanity, but if im feeling energetic then i would rather spend it with my friends,
What is your relation with movement and your surroundings? For instance do you prefer a sport or outdoors event? If an outdoors event what is it? And why? If not what type of activities do you tend to engage i?
im not really good at sports, but i do like running it makes me happy i dont know why, i like doing stuff that requires my brain like puzzles, sudoku, video games, movies with complicated plot
How curious are you? Do you have more ideas then you can execute? What are your curiosities about? What are your ideas about - is it environmental or conceptual, and can you please elaborate?
honestly depends of what mood im in, but since im an architecture student i tend to touch every material, and be curious about the function of the elements. i like listening to interesting takes on life or anything, that is different from others, but generally idk if im curious or not. im not sure if this considers as curious or not, but i like thinking about life, what is the purpose of humans, why they act selfish or why they act like a bitch generally, trying to find an answer to anything.
Would you enjoy taking on a leadership position? Do you think you would be good at it? What would your leadership style be?
i like leadership positions, i like being in control, i like being organized, i think i will do a perfect as a manager lol. when im traveling with my friends i always do the bookings, transport, almost everything
Are you coordinated? Why do you feel as if you are or are not? Do you enjoy working with your hands in some form? Describe your activity?
im kinda clumsy but i have great reflexes, i dont really pay attention to my surroundings like if im traveling in a group and some stranger says something i only find out after my friend tells me about it. i like painting, it feels so calm
Are you artistic? If yes, describe your art? If you are not particular artistic but can appreciate art please likewise describe what forums of art you enjoy. Please explain your answer.
i like painting, bc i like blending colors, it just feels so free yk. i like listening to music, i listen to almost every genre based on my mood that day, i rly wanna learn how to play on a piano
What's your opinion about the past, present, and future? How do you deal with them?
i dont think about the past, present, sometimes future but lately i stopped worrying about the future instead just making plans, i mostly just think about anything that doesnt really involve time, i be thinking about life, people, or any concept, or just making my own opinions
How do you act when others request your help to do something (anything)? If you would decide to help them, why would you do so?
i like to help even if doesnt benefit me, but if its something absurd then fuck no, im a straightforward person you see, if i dont want to help i js straight up say sry cant help
Do you need logical consistency in your life?
define logical consistency
How important is efficiency and productivity to you?
It is important to me, im more work first, play later person. ive been thinking lately, i thought i wasnt a competitive person but during the process idc if im not the best or worst, but at the result i actually do care, i want to be better, idk why it contradicts, the process and the result
Do you control others, even if indirectly? How and why do you do that?
mostly to gain something for myself, when i want something i plan like a scenario in my head of how they would react and what i would say
What are your hobbies? Why do you like them?
is it weird that i realized i dont have any beneficial hobbies, ex: playing video games, drawing, im not consistent at anything, i start something and drop it
What is your learning style? What kind of learning environments do you struggle with most? Why do you like/struggle with these learning styles? Do you prefer classes involving memorization, logic, creativity, or your physical senses?
i like organized teachers, i also like teachers who talk in an interesting way, like connecting the subject to real life or anything interesting. i like teachers who talk in broad sense and not yappers. im really bad at memorizing things, i try to understand rather than memorizing, i like my design classes because u can create something meaningful and good as long as its serving a purpose
How good are you at strategizing? Do you easily break up projects into manageable tasks? Or do you have a tendency to wing projects and improvise as you go?
before i start doing any project first i break it up into simples things then start doing it
What's important to you and why?
i honestly dont know, as most people say happiness, its not for me, i dont think i know the meaning of true happiness, i dont really feel happy i just feel calm, my main purpose in life isnt being happy, im fine with not being happy. but i do wanna live without worrying about anything
What are your aspirations?
i want to be a good architect that will change my city to a better one, but first i need the power in order to do so. i want to be smarter and more knowledgeable and skillful
What are your fears? What makes you uncomfortable? What do you hate? Why?
i dont like selfish people, but at the same time in try to understand their angle so its kinda hard for me to js say wow shes so selfish bc there r so many perspectives spilling in my head that makes it hard to contribute to one (it happens always, but im working on it). I dont like people who dont try to understand the other person. I hate rooms without windows because it feels so uncomfy, mostly because i need to see the sky to live, if no sky then i feel trapped inside it
What do the "highs" in your life look like?
no worries, like talking to people
What do the "lows" in your life look like?
see the worst in people
How attached are you to reality? Do you daydream often, or do you pay attention to what's around you? If you do daydream, are you aware of your surroundings while you do so?
as i said i dont really pay attention to my surroundings, sometimes im in deep thought but would really call it daydreaming. When im meeting someone i dont see their outfits but more of what kind of person they are
How long do you take to make an important decision? And do you change your mind once you've made it?
i do pros and cons, consequences, if its risky but worth the result then im doing it
How long do you take to process your emotions? How important are emotions in your life?
for now i feel numb, i dont rly care about anything right now prolly bc i didnt sleep for few days doing my project. but i do think its important to open up to someone or tell them what u didnt appreciate about their actions towards you, and communication is the key. but i feel uncomfortable opening about my depressive thoughts because it feels like im asking for attention, but i do say it straightforwardly about questionable actions done towards, bc some people think youre okay to mess with, so if u shut them down at low there wont be high
Do you ever catch yourself agreeing with others just to appease them and keep the conversation going? How often? Why?
not really, im not a people pleaser, but sometimes i dont really want to argue i dont agree i just say "i see", since that sentence isnt agreeing nor disagreeing
Do you break rules often? Do you think authority should be challenged, or that they know better? If you do break rules, why would you?
depends on the rule, if its messing with my values then i first think about the consequence, if its mild then fuck the rules
What is the ideal life, in your opinion?
having the power to change things
Please ask me questions
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I'm 19y/o. I would say Im a calm person, unless when im tired or when someone angers me. Im the balance between energetic and no energy person. I dont like sticking to one opinion because it feels like im limiting myself, so i guess im open minded. I dont really care about what people think of me unless its about my attitude or if i hurt someone unintentionally. i cant watch kdramas that r js typical, it feels so shallow and cringy. I also like psycho analyzing people. I also overanalyze someone's actions towards me. When i talk about a topic, i mostly talk the generality of it, but sometimes i think about every possible details which makes it hard to commit to one, for example: let’s say someone says you choose your own reality, in a way i get what they mean but i also think abt ppl who actually cant choose their reality. Drake and kendrick dissing each other, my brother asked me whose side im on, which i honestly dont give a crap, because its not connected to me neither i dont care who they are, feels insignificant to waste my brain cells on that thing. I also dont like rude people, like i get you have a painful past but that doesnt excuse how you treat me, i deserve to be treated like a normal human being. The line between right or wrong is kinda hard for me, i think theres no right or wrong in reality, its just based on people’s values and morals. Which ofc i do have.
Is there a medical diagnosis that impact your mental/compartmental stability somehow?
not that i know of
Describe your upbringing. Did it have any kind of religious or structured influence? How did you respond to it?
im not religious but i do believe there is some force that does things
What do you do as a job or as a career (if you have one)? Do you like it? Why or why not?
im an architecture student, so far i like it, designing a specific building for a specific person to suit their needs and comfort, how they would function inside it, my fav architect is antoni gaudi bc his works, every building's detail has a function or a meaning to it, which is not just existing but serving it's purpose
If you had to spend an entire weekend by yourself, how would you feel? Would you feel lonely or refreshed?
for right now, i would feel refreshed bc semester just ended and i need to restore my sanity, but if im feeling energetic then i would rather spend it with my friends,
What is your relation with movement and your surroundings? For instance do you prefer a sport or outdoors event? If an outdoors event what is it? And why? If not what type of activities do you tend to engage i?
im not really good at sports, but i do like running it makes me happy i dont know why, i like doing stuff that requires my brain like puzzles, sudoku, video games, movies with complicated plot
How curious are you? Do you have more ideas then you can execute? What are your curiosities about? What are your ideas about - is it environmental or conceptual, and can you please elaborate?
honestly depends of what mood im in, but since im an architecture student i tend to touch every material, and be curious about the function of the elements. i like listening to interesting takes on life or anything, that is different from others, but generally idk if im curious or not. im not sure if this considers as curious or not, but i like thinking about life, what is the purpose of humans, why they act selfish or why they act like a bitch generally, trying to find an answer to anything.
Would you enjoy taking on a leadership position? Do you think you would be good at it? What would your leadership style be?
i like leadership positions, i like being in control, i like being organized, i think i will do a perfect as a manager lol. when im traveling with my friends i always do the bookings, transport, almost everything
Are you coordinated? Why do you feel as if you are or are not? Do you enjoy working with your hands in some form? Describe your activity?
im kinda clumsy but i have great reflexes, i dont really pay attention to my surroundings like if im traveling in a group and some stranger says something i only find out after my friend tells me about it. i like painting, it feels so calm
Are you artistic? If yes, describe your art? If you are not particular artistic but can appreciate art please likewise describe what forums of art you enjoy. Please explain your answer.
i like painting, bc i like blending colors, it just feels so free yk. i like listening to music, i listen to almost every genre based on my mood that day, i rly wanna learn how to play on a piano
What's your opinion about the past, present, and future? How do you deal with them?
i dont think about the past, present, sometimes future but lately i stopped worrying about the future instead just making plans, i mostly just think about anything that doesnt really involve time, i be thinking about life, people, or any concept, or just making my own opinions
How do you act when others request your help to do something (anything)? If you would decide to help them, why would you do so?
i like to help even if doesnt benefit me, but if its something absurd then fuck no, im a straightforward person you see, if i dont want to help i js straight up say sry cant help
Do you need logical consistency in your life?
define logical consistency
How important is efficiency and productivity to you?
It is important to me, im more work first, play later person. ive been thinking lately, i thought i wasnt a competitive person but during the process idc if im not the best or worst, but at the result i actually do care, i want to be better, idk why it contradicts, the process and the result
Do you control others, even if indirectly? How and why do you do that?
mostly to gain something for myself, when i want something i plan like a scenario in my head of how they would react and what i would say
What are your hobbies? Why do you like them?
is it weird that i realized i dont have any beneficial hobbies, ex: playing video games, drawing, im not consistent at anything, i start something and drop it
What is your learning style? What kind of learning environments do you struggle with most? Why do you like/struggle with these learning styles? Do you prefer classes involving memorization, logic, creativity, or your physical senses?
i like organized teachers, i also like teachers who talk in an interesting way, like connecting the subject to real life or anything interesting. i like teachers who talk in broad sense and not yappers. im really bad at memorizing things, i try to understand rather than memorizing, i like my design classes because u can create something meaningful and good as long as its serving a purpose
How good are you at strategizing? Do you easily break up projects into manageable tasks? Or do you have a tendency to wing projects and improvise as you go?
before i start doing any project first i break it up into simples things then start doing it
What's important to you and why?
i honestly dont know, as most people say happiness, its not for me, i dont think i know the meaning of true happiness, i dont really feel happy i just feel calm, my main purpose in life isnt being happy, im fine with not being happy. but i do wanna live without worrying about anything
What are your aspirations?
i want to be a good architect that will change my city to a better one, but first i need the power in order to do so. i want to be smarter and more knowledgeable and skillful
What are your fears? What makes you uncomfortable? What do you hate? Why?
i dont like selfish people, but at the same time in try to understand their angle so its kinda hard for me to js say wow shes so selfish bc there r so many perspectives spilling in my head that makes it hard to contribute to one (it happens always, but im working on it). I dont like people who dont try to understand the other person. I hate rooms without windows because it feels so uncomfy, mostly because i need to see the sky to live, if no sky then i feel trapped inside it
What do the "highs" in your life look like?
no worries, like talking to people
What do the "lows" in your life look like?
see the worst in people
How attached are you to reality? Do you daydream often, or do you pay attention to what's around you? If you do daydream, are you aware of your surroundings while you do so?
as i said i dont really pay attention to my surroundings, sometimes im in deep thought but would really call it daydreaming. When im meeting someone i dont see their outfits but more of what kind of person they are
How long do you take to make an important decision? And do you change your mind once you've made it?
i do pros and cons, consequences, if its risky but worth the result then im doing it
How long do you take to process your emotions? How important are emotions in your life?
for now i feel numb, i dont rly care about anything right now prolly bc i didnt sleep for few days doing my project. but i do think its important to open up to someone or tell them what u didnt appreciate about their actions towards you, and communication is the key. but i feel uncomfortable opening about my depressive thoughts because it feels like im asking for attention, but i do say it straightforwardly about questionable actions done towards, bc some people think youre okay to mess with, so if u shut them down at low there wont be high
Do you ever catch yourself agreeing with others just to appease them and keep the conversation going? How often? Why?
not really, im not a people pleaser, but sometimes i dont really want to argue i dont agree i just say "i see", since that sentence isnt agreeing nor disagreeing
Do you break rules often? Do you think authority should be challenged, or that they know better? If you do break rules, why would you?
depends on the rule, if its messing with my values then i first think about the consequence, if its mild then fuck the rules
What is the ideal life, in your opinion?
having the power to change things
Please ask me questions
2024.05.21 15:55 Hot-West9928 Soul of a human 7
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Again a small lore dump, on magic attributes. Hope you enjoy!
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On the way to the next lesson Mor was asked °Think, I could use your magic?° by the human.
°I don´t know, maybe something to try later today° he answered. °Yeah, let's do that too.° Human agreed.
The next lesson was an interesting one, at least for the visitor from beyond, it was a lesson on the rules of magic, even if Mor and quite a few of his peers were lulled into sleep by the soothing voice of the teacher. The human, never expected, that someone could teach something so interesting in such a boring way.
...
As you all know, magic is divided into types, that are known to us as attributes.
Attributes have a positive effect on magic of the same type and a negative effect on the type opposing it. To give you an example for this a mage with fire affinity, will not be able to use higher forms of water magic. We know of the following attributes, but sometimes new ones are discovered, so this list is ever-expanding. Please pay attention now, as this will be test-relevant. We know of the elemental attributes, Fire, Earth, Water, and Wind, the manipulation attributes, Healing and Illusion and finally the royal attribute, only seen in the royal Diamond family, called Gravity.
Here I have to note, that there are spells, that are not included in any of those attributes and can be used by anyone. These are called Basic-attributed spells. Those spells include for example things like body enhancement, magic bolt, or the widely used message spell.
Now please note that the attribute distinctions are only one part, the second part is the distinction of potency of the spells. Firstly there is the single-class, moving and manipulating existing materials, you can pick fruits or use a small amount of water to water a plant, they can only do what anyone could do with their own hands and basic tools. Next up would be group-class where the material to manipulate will be supplied by the magic power and here your attributes will matter. In this class, the basic martial spells and convenience spells are located, with a strength that a small group estimated at around five people could produce with their tools. Then we get into the village-class magic and as you can surely guess those include things, that would need the manual labor of a small village, and here most of you will find yourself comfortable spellcasting. But then we go into the higher forms, here you either need a soul-bound partner with the same affinity as yourself to supply the energy demands, those are called demographic-class, and finally, there would be world-class magic, but the energy required of those could only be supplied by a whole convent of right attributed mages at least that´s the theory. Nobody was able to use a spell like that, it is purely hypothetical.
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°Ok, that was really interesting, I would like to see what those high-class spells are capable of.° The human stated and Mor answered °Yes, but with my magic reserves, we will probably be stuck at group-class magic.° °Laaaame!° Human exclaimed. °We really need to find a way to get you more magic... This is just stupid.°
°Well it would help if it is possible for you to also cast spells. Then we could be much faster in using magic.° Mor thought. °Well, only a few more hours and we can test that, at home.°
°You´re right.° the human agreed.
With this, both of them either suffered or excitedly listened through the following lessons, and Mor having a peaceful lunch break. At last as peaceful, as it can be with a human trying to move random body parts and cursing about how hard it was. Mor finally made them stop after he was made to involuntary open his hand, and drop his juice. But without the acute danger of the bullies, it was very nice for a change, if a bit lonely. But still much better than before, the only bad thing about the bonding with the human was, that his body ached after the human moved it so violently, but it would pass, he was sure of that.
Finally, after lessons ended, Mor acquired something for supper and retreated to his room, carefully locking the door and at the insistence of the human enhancing the lock with a simple spell to make the lock and door more sturdy.
After they finally "guarded" their room right, Mor refusing to add some "surprises" for anyone opening the door. They sat down on the bed and began with what they discussed.
°I want to try using magic first.° The human opened. °Moving your body is hella exhausting.°
°Yes, let´s try it. First, just concentrate on the magic inside our body and make it flow.° Mor guided the human. °How do I concentrate on the magic?° The question came and Mor explained further. °You have to feel the potential within and then concentrate on it.°
After a short while the human stated °Is it bad, that I can´t feel any potential or whatever? Maybe just go like this and yes I think I feel something flow!° Mor felt elated, now they could cast two spells even with his meager energy reserves. °Great! Now concentrate on the pillow and imagine it fluffing itself up.° And once again the human tried, but nothing would happen. °Huh? Why is nothing happening? I feel something flowing and all.° They asked. °I don´t know, I´m telling you what I was told when I started with the magic. What my parents taught me.° Mor answered.
°Speaking of your parents, you have magic communication. Why is that message taking so long to reach them? Shouldn´t that be instantaneous?° The human asked.
Mor sighed °Your understanding is screwed up, how would you even think that? Message magic is simple, so you need to have a view on your recipient or it won't work.°
°Well, we have some stories in our world, with magic settings and shit, and there it is always super handy and can do just about anything. While here it is tedious and full of "that´s not how it works".° The human sounded disappointed.
°Well let´s get back on track and let me try some more. Maybe you could watch the flow of your energy, then tell me if I do something right.° Human offered and Mor nodded. Like that, they tried, but Mor could not detect any movement in the energies within him. °This is not working.° Mor stated, and the human had to reluctantly agree.
°So we are left with trying to let me do the body movement... Not ideal, but well let´s try something from my world. Take deep breaths and relax, only concentrate on your breathing.° The human instructed and Mor followed the directions and slowly felt his body moving, doing everything in his power to not intervene and only concentrate on his breathing until finally the human let out a satisfied grunt.
°Yes that is better, it is still hard, but now I´m just moving something I´m not accustomed to, instead of fighting you.° The human sounded pretty happy and Mor was too, but a quick glance at the clock in his room let both of them decide to get some sleep. Being late for class and tired would not be good.
Mor awoke the next morning to a world of pain, his whole body just hurt. °What is this, it hurts!°
°I don´t know! I did nothing while you were asleep!°
°You must have! Why else would it be like this?° Mor scolded the human.
°Don´t get snippy with me! I will slap you! And with your own hand no less!° They countered.
°And why I´m the only one in pain, that is unfair!° Mor complained.
°Why would you think that? I feel the pain too, it´s just not as bad as you say. You are just a little wuss.° The human said.
°I´m no wuss, I never had this kind of pain before!° Mor grumbled.
°Really? If I had to describe it it feels just like a little soreness in the muscles... Ah! Maybe, me moving your body is more stressful, than you moving your own. Even if you are distracted you subconsciously try to fight my control. That would make sense, but we can´t know for sure.° Human theorized.
°Really? And now? If this is what happens this is not acceptable!° Mor was still whining.
°Well easy, we will test your theory, that you can´t train your bodies, because, with this new development, I smell bullshit and laziness. Time to train and limber up!° Mor whinced at that exclamation of the human. °We will do nothing like that!° He exclaimed.
°We will, and I will force you if I need to.° The human stated matter of factly. °I hate you.° Mor grumbled.
°Yes. Yes! Let the hate flow through you!° The human snickered. °Still, I won´t let you just opt out without trying!°
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Again a small lore dump, on magic attributes. Hope you enjoy!
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On the way to the next lesson Mor was asked °Think, I could use your magic?° by the human.
°I don´t know, maybe something to try later today° he answered. °Yeah, let's do that too.° Human agreed.
The next lesson was an interesting one, at least for the visitor from beyond, it was a lesson on the rules of magic, even if Mor and quite a few of his peers were lulled into sleep by the soothing voice of the teacher. The human, never expected, that someone could teach something so interesting in such a boring way.
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As you all know, magic is divided into types, that are known to us as attributes.
Attributes have a positive effect on magic of the same type and a negative effect on the type opposing it. To give you an example for this a mage with fire affinity, will not be able to use higher forms of water magic. We know of the following attributes, but sometimes new ones are discovered, so this list is ever-expanding. Please pay attention now, as this will be test-relevant. We know of the elemental attributes, Fire, Earth, Water, and Wind, the manipulation attributes, Healing and Illusion and finally the royal attribute, only seen in the royal Diamond family, called Gravity.
Here I have to note, that there are spells, that are not included in any of those attributes and can be used by anyone. These are called Basic-attributed spells. Those spells include for example things like body enhancement, magic bolt, or the widely used message spell.
Now please note that the attribute distinctions are only one part, the second part is the distinction of potency of the spells. Firstly there is the single-class, moving and manipulating existing materials, you can pick fruits or use a small amount of water to water a plant, they can only do what anyone could do with their own hands and basic tools. Next up would be group-class where the material to manipulate will be supplied by the magic power and here your attributes will matter. In this class, the basic martial spells and convenience spells are located, with a strength that a small group estimated at around five people could produce with their tools. Then we get into the village-class magic and as you can surely guess those include things, that would need the manual labor of a small village, and here most of you will find yourself comfortable spellcasting. But then we go into the higher forms, here you either need a soul-bound partner with the same affinity as yourself to supply the energy demands, those are called demographic-class, and finally, there would be world-class magic, but the energy required of those could only be supplied by a whole convent of right attributed mages at least that´s the theory. Nobody was able to use a spell like that, it is purely hypothetical.
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°Ok, that was really interesting, I would like to see what those high-class spells are capable of.° The human stated and Mor answered °Yes, but with my magic reserves, we will probably be stuck at group-class magic.° °Laaaame!° Human exclaimed. °We really need to find a way to get you more magic... This is just stupid.°
°Well it would help if it is possible for you to also cast spells. Then we could be much faster in using magic.° Mor thought. °Well, only a few more hours and we can test that, at home.°
°You´re right.° the human agreed.
With this, both of them either suffered or excitedly listened through the following lessons, and Mor having a peaceful lunch break. At last as peaceful, as it can be with a human trying to move random body parts and cursing about how hard it was. Mor finally made them stop after he was made to involuntary open his hand, and drop his juice. But without the acute danger of the bullies, it was very nice for a change, if a bit lonely. But still much better than before, the only bad thing about the bonding with the human was, that his body ached after the human moved it so violently, but it would pass, he was sure of that.
Finally, after lessons ended, Mor acquired something for supper and retreated to his room, carefully locking the door and at the insistence of the human enhancing the lock with a simple spell to make the lock and door more sturdy.
After they finally "guarded" their room right, Mor refusing to add some "surprises" for anyone opening the door. They sat down on the bed and began with what they discussed.
°I want to try using magic first.° The human opened. °Moving your body is hella exhausting.°
°Yes, let´s try it. First, just concentrate on the magic inside our body and make it flow.° Mor guided the human. °How do I concentrate on the magic?° The question came and Mor explained further. °You have to feel the potential within and then concentrate on it.°
After a short while the human stated °Is it bad, that I can´t feel any potential or whatever? Maybe just go like this and yes I think I feel something flow!° Mor felt elated, now they could cast two spells even with his meager energy reserves. °Great! Now concentrate on the pillow and imagine it fluffing itself up.° And once again the human tried, but nothing would happen. °Huh? Why is nothing happening? I feel something flowing and all.° They asked. °I don´t know, I´m telling you what I was told when I started with the magic. What my parents taught me.° Mor answered.
°Speaking of your parents, you have magic communication. Why is that message taking so long to reach them? Shouldn´t that be instantaneous?° The human asked.
Mor sighed °Your understanding is screwed up, how would you even think that? Message magic is simple, so you need to have a view on your recipient or it won't work.°
°Well, we have some stories in our world, with magic settings and shit, and there it is always super handy and can do just about anything. While here it is tedious and full of "that´s not how it works".° The human sounded disappointed.
°Well let´s get back on track and let me try some more. Maybe you could watch the flow of your energy, then tell me if I do something right.° Human offered and Mor nodded. Like that, they tried, but Mor could not detect any movement in the energies within him. °This is not working.° Mor stated, and the human had to reluctantly agree.
°So we are left with trying to let me do the body movement... Not ideal, but well let´s try something from my world. Take deep breaths and relax, only concentrate on your breathing.° The human instructed and Mor followed the directions and slowly felt his body moving, doing everything in his power to not intervene and only concentrate on his breathing until finally the human let out a satisfied grunt.
°Yes that is better, it is still hard, but now I´m just moving something I´m not accustomed to, instead of fighting you.° The human sounded pretty happy and Mor was too, but a quick glance at the clock in his room let both of them decide to get some sleep. Being late for class and tired would not be good.
Mor awoke the next morning to a world of pain, his whole body just hurt. °What is this, it hurts!°
°I don´t know! I did nothing while you were asleep!°
°You must have! Why else would it be like this?° Mor scolded the human.
°Don´t get snippy with me! I will slap you! And with your own hand no less!° They countered.
°And why I´m the only one in pain, that is unfair!° Mor complained.
°Why would you think that? I feel the pain too, it´s just not as bad as you say. You are just a little wuss.° The human said.
°I´m no wuss, I never had this kind of pain before!° Mor grumbled.
°Really? If I had to describe it it feels just like a little soreness in the muscles... Ah! Maybe, me moving your body is more stressful, than you moving your own. Even if you are distracted you subconsciously try to fight my control. That would make sense, but we can´t know for sure.° Human theorized.
°Really? And now? If this is what happens this is not acceptable!° Mor was still whining.
°Well easy, we will test your theory, that you can´t train your bodies, because, with this new development, I smell bullshit and laziness. Time to train and limber up!° Mor whinced at that exclamation of the human. °We will do nothing like that!° He exclaimed.
°We will, and I will force you if I need to.° The human stated matter of factly. °I hate you.° Mor grumbled.
°Yes. Yes! Let the hate flow through you!° The human snickered. °Still, I won´t let you just opt out without trying!°
2024.05.21 15:54 throwaway_311728 I'm feeling neglected by my lifelong friend group, but I can't talk to them about it.
I wanna just preface by saying that I know I'm partially responsible for this shift in dynamic; I've always been an introvert and not always the most stellar friend because of it. I've said no to plans, I've bailed, shit happens, right? I know that's on me. Relationships go both ways. I'm at the point where I'm afraid to try and take the initiative, though. I'm afraid of the potential rejection.
My core friend group is my three siblings and our partners. I'm only actual literal siblings to one of them, the other two are my cousins (and siblings to each other), but we're close as can be and have been our whole lives. Our moms (sisters) are each other's best friend and their respective firstborns (one of whom is me) were born only six weeks apart from each other. We have a lot of cousins but we're separated enough from the closest ones to our ages that we were always our own little "demographic" in the family, so to speak.
I'm very close with my sibling, and despite my cousins being the only cousins who lived out of town growing up, almost an hour away, they're the ones we saw the most. We did everything together. The four of us share so many memories. I love them all dearly. We're all grown up now, we all have a partner and are either married or engaged by this point, and I love all the plus ones too!
But
I've always been a shy and introverted person. My siblings, I was NEVER timid with; I'm effortlessly comfortable with them, always have been. But, being the type of introvert who can be drained by social situations, as I got older and had to work soul crushing jobs, and ESPECIALLY when I had a job with wildly unpredictable hours making it difficult to make/stick to plans, I didn't always say yes to invites.
Saying that, I see how it's not totally fair. They've all cancelled plans too, it's normal. But something is different with me. Something changed. The first time I felt left out, we were teenagers and I was waiting for them to call me to hang out at the mall, and they neglected to do so. When I called them, they were all already there. Without me. I was devastated.
That's just a one-off mistake though. As we grew older and were able to drive ourselves to places I like to think we did a lot together. Fishing, hiking, board game nights, movies, just hanging out. But then covid hit, and something is different now.
Along with the pandemic came the most difficult period of my life. I was going through the grueling process of helping my once long-distance partner immigrate so we could be together, and I was facing severe emotional abuse at the hands of another friend group. I was just so... defeated a lot of the time. Tired. Hating myself. Struggling to get out of bed some days. Just wanting to stew in my misery. Quarantine made it harder, because even the option to see them all was gone.
My sibling was the only one able to attend my wedding when we had to uninvite everyone. Fine, that's nobody's fault. It sucks, it hurts, but I get it. I don't really have the right to complain, and I don't want to anyway, I don't blame anybody.
It was because of social restrictions that I was the only one not there for my cousin's proposal. I understand why I was the one left out, but fuck, it still hurt. I'm the only one of the four of us who had no part in cousin's wedding. I understand not being part of the wedding party, but I wasn't ever even asked to help with... anything. Not even just decorating the hall. They all stayed in a cabin the night before, which I understand where I wasn't part of the party, I wasn't part of that but... Fuck I didn't even KNOW I was the only one left out until the day of, made all the worse with my partner not being able to attend. I'd never felt so alone in such a big crowd. But, that day wasn't about me. I hid and had a little cry but I pulled it together and got through it. I had to leave early to catch a flight, so I missed the real party, but again that's nobody's fault. And I don't want to make anyone feel bad about how sad it all made me. I don't want to sour that day.
A little while ago, cousin invited me over for some gaming, and I had to cancel last minute due to a migraine. I felt awful and apologized profusely. They and my sibling played together another day instead, I later learned.
More recently, I heard my sibling mention in passing that there was a day out fishing with cousin. We used to do that together, all three of us. Why wasn't I invited? But these two are the best friends you'd ever see, and I get they wanna do things together themselves sometimes.
Last week, cousin invited me to a board game night, but my partner was working and I didn't wanna be a third wheel with cousin and his spouse having just had some devastating news. I'd only just heard of said news a few hours before and was admittedly afraid of the idea of being the only other one there but... Turns out I'd've been the fifth wheel. I wish I had known. I would've gone.
This weekend, we lit our firepit for the first time and I asked in the group chat if anyone wanted to come and hang out. No takers. That's ok, it was very last minute anyway. Maybe another time.
Just today. Pictures on FB. Cousin took a week-long vacation and the others joined up with them now and then. Fishing, hiking, just hanging out.
I read this awful post once. "Every group chat has a second group chat excluding one member. If you're not part of that chat, it's you."
It's me.
But I have no right to complain. Like I said, cousin got some bad news and I don't want to pile on. My sibling's wedding is being complicated by in-law drama, so now's not the time to be sad over my ruined nuptials. That trip was about my cousin's partner proposing to her, I shouldn't make it about me. My spouse is a total homebody, he's not too bothered that as my plus one he's being excluded too. He knows I'm hurt by these things, but I don't want to worry him when he's adjusting to the stresses of a new job, so I can't talk about it like this with him right now.
These are the main recent examples. I know this is just a few incidents. I know they might seem small or petty to some. I know I'm still loved... don't I? When I was beckoned to join my siblings for a photo at the wedding, just the core four of us and the bride... For a second there, a terrible fleeting moment, I didn't believe it was me they were beckoning. Why would they? It's me.
It's only me.
If they don't want me there for the good times, why would I ever want to burden them with my bad feelings.
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My core friend group is my three siblings and our partners. I'm only actual literal siblings to one of them, the other two are my cousins (and siblings to each other), but we're close as can be and have been our whole lives. Our moms (sisters) are each other's best friend and their respective firstborns (one of whom is me) were born only six weeks apart from each other. We have a lot of cousins but we're separated enough from the closest ones to our ages that we were always our own little "demographic" in the family, so to speak.
I'm very close with my sibling, and despite my cousins being the only cousins who lived out of town growing up, almost an hour away, they're the ones we saw the most. We did everything together. The four of us share so many memories. I love them all dearly. We're all grown up now, we all have a partner and are either married or engaged by this point, and I love all the plus ones too!
But
I've always been a shy and introverted person. My siblings, I was NEVER timid with; I'm effortlessly comfortable with them, always have been. But, being the type of introvert who can be drained by social situations, as I got older and had to work soul crushing jobs, and ESPECIALLY when I had a job with wildly unpredictable hours making it difficult to make/stick to plans, I didn't always say yes to invites.
Saying that, I see how it's not totally fair. They've all cancelled plans too, it's normal. But something is different with me. Something changed. The first time I felt left out, we were teenagers and I was waiting for them to call me to hang out at the mall, and they neglected to do so. When I called them, they were all already there. Without me. I was devastated.
That's just a one-off mistake though. As we grew older and were able to drive ourselves to places I like to think we did a lot together. Fishing, hiking, board game nights, movies, just hanging out. But then covid hit, and something is different now.
Along with the pandemic came the most difficult period of my life. I was going through the grueling process of helping my once long-distance partner immigrate so we could be together, and I was facing severe emotional abuse at the hands of another friend group. I was just so... defeated a lot of the time. Tired. Hating myself. Struggling to get out of bed some days. Just wanting to stew in my misery. Quarantine made it harder, because even the option to see them all was gone.
My sibling was the only one able to attend my wedding when we had to uninvite everyone. Fine, that's nobody's fault. It sucks, it hurts, but I get it. I don't really have the right to complain, and I don't want to anyway, I don't blame anybody.
It was because of social restrictions that I was the only one not there for my cousin's proposal. I understand why I was the one left out, but fuck, it still hurt. I'm the only one of the four of us who had no part in cousin's wedding. I understand not being part of the wedding party, but I wasn't ever even asked to help with... anything. Not even just decorating the hall. They all stayed in a cabin the night before, which I understand where I wasn't part of the party, I wasn't part of that but... Fuck I didn't even KNOW I was the only one left out until the day of, made all the worse with my partner not being able to attend. I'd never felt so alone in such a big crowd. But, that day wasn't about me. I hid and had a little cry but I pulled it together and got through it. I had to leave early to catch a flight, so I missed the real party, but again that's nobody's fault. And I don't want to make anyone feel bad about how sad it all made me. I don't want to sour that day.
A little while ago, cousin invited me over for some gaming, and I had to cancel last minute due to a migraine. I felt awful and apologized profusely. They and my sibling played together another day instead, I later learned.
More recently, I heard my sibling mention in passing that there was a day out fishing with cousin. We used to do that together, all three of us. Why wasn't I invited? But these two are the best friends you'd ever see, and I get they wanna do things together themselves sometimes.
Last week, cousin invited me to a board game night, but my partner was working and I didn't wanna be a third wheel with cousin and his spouse having just had some devastating news. I'd only just heard of said news a few hours before and was admittedly afraid of the idea of being the only other one there but... Turns out I'd've been the fifth wheel. I wish I had known. I would've gone.
This weekend, we lit our firepit for the first time and I asked in the group chat if anyone wanted to come and hang out. No takers. That's ok, it was very last minute anyway. Maybe another time.
Just today. Pictures on FB. Cousin took a week-long vacation and the others joined up with them now and then. Fishing, hiking, just hanging out.
I read this awful post once. "Every group chat has a second group chat excluding one member. If you're not part of that chat, it's you."
It's me.
But I have no right to complain. Like I said, cousin got some bad news and I don't want to pile on. My sibling's wedding is being complicated by in-law drama, so now's not the time to be sad over my ruined nuptials. That trip was about my cousin's partner proposing to her, I shouldn't make it about me. My spouse is a total homebody, he's not too bothered that as my plus one he's being excluded too. He knows I'm hurt by these things, but I don't want to worry him when he's adjusting to the stresses of a new job, so I can't talk about it like this with him right now.
These are the main recent examples. I know this is just a few incidents. I know they might seem small or petty to some. I know I'm still loved... don't I? When I was beckoned to join my siblings for a photo at the wedding, just the core four of us and the bride... For a second there, a terrible fleeting moment, I didn't believe it was me they were beckoning. Why would they? It's me.
It's only me.
If they don't want me there for the good times, why would I ever want to burden them with my bad feelings.
2024.05.21 15:53 dota2nub Analysis Paralysis choosing a rice cooker
For all the models out there, I can hardly find any reviews.
Since I live in Switzerland and nobody ships there, I actually don't have that many options though, so that's good I guess.
I want a good rice cooker that'll last me a while. Mostly to cook small portions for one or two people and later on possibly (wish me luck) a family.
I can get my hands on a Zojirushi NL-GAQ-18. It seems like a great piece of equipment except that it's really massive. But there's no smaller version available. I'm not sure it'd do well cooking just a single cup of rice. The specs say it needs to make at least two.
The second option I found is a Cuckoo CRP-LHTR0609F / TWIN PRESSURE IH. It's a got fancy pressure cooking features and has induction heating, but I'm not sure how long this thing will last. I figure pressure cookers have more moving parts and the rubber insulation stuff that will likely lead to a higher rate of failure.
I'm also looking to make lots of fried rice on my wok outside, so I prefer dry fluffy rice to sticky rice most of the time.
I'd love to wake up in the morning to some ready made porridge or oatmeal, and I am interested in the GABA rice functions.
Can anyone help me out here with my concerns?
Right now I'm stuck with a rice cooker that's so bad I use the steaming insert to steam the rice in a bowl, because otherwise it gets stuck to the bottom. It's also 1.8 liters, so I figure that really is too big.
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Since I live in Switzerland and nobody ships there, I actually don't have that many options though, so that's good I guess.
I want a good rice cooker that'll last me a while. Mostly to cook small portions for one or two people and later on possibly (wish me luck) a family.
I can get my hands on a Zojirushi NL-GAQ-18. It seems like a great piece of equipment except that it's really massive. But there's no smaller version available. I'm not sure it'd do well cooking just a single cup of rice. The specs say it needs to make at least two.
The second option I found is a Cuckoo CRP-LHTR0609F / TWIN PRESSURE IH. It's a got fancy pressure cooking features and has induction heating, but I'm not sure how long this thing will last. I figure pressure cookers have more moving parts and the rubber insulation stuff that will likely lead to a higher rate of failure.
I'm also looking to make lots of fried rice on my wok outside, so I prefer dry fluffy rice to sticky rice most of the time.
I'd love to wake up in the morning to some ready made porridge or oatmeal, and I am interested in the GABA rice functions.
Can anyone help me out here with my concerns?
Right now I'm stuck with a rice cooker that's so bad I use the steaming insert to steam the rice in a bowl, because otherwise it gets stuck to the bottom. It's also 1.8 liters, so I figure that really is too big.
2024.05.21 15:51 Usernameistaken0724 Opinions/thoughts on my situation
So this is going to be a lot so if you want to read be prepared for a long story lol.
So my dad and I had a big falling out recently. It started a couple months ago in November when my parents were separating. My mom had moved out a month or two prior and still had some of her stuff at the house. My dad (unprompted) had texted her telling her to get all of her shit out of the house or else he was going to burn it and he had thrown some of her stuff in the front yard. (He just had surgery and was on medication that could have affected his judgment but this was still not out of character for him) So my mom, myself, and my husband went to the house to help her get her stuff. We were getting some of her things from the yard and he had come outside and he and I began arguing. He thought that my mom was trying to turn me against him but truthfully, she has always treated me better than him and he wasn’t the best to me growing up so I was always closer to my mom. I told him he was being a childish asshole and he was a shitty father. He told us we all need to leave and went inside to get a rifle probably to “defend his property” or whatever around the time we were arguing my sister (who has a different dad) and her husband pulled into the driveway to help pack. They had their month old infant in the car with them because he was too young to be separated from his mother and they didn’t expect things to blow up so much. My dad ended up pointing the gun at pretty much everyone. He pointed the gun at the car with my sister and her family and right at my husband’s head. I don’t think realistically he could have pulled the trigger easily because he just had surgery on his dominant shoulder and he was using his other hand to hold the gun up. But the fact remains that he pointed a gun directly at my husbands face and at the car where my sister and her family were. If anyone knows anything about guns one of the most important rules is you don’t ever point a gun at anyone unless you intend to shoot (like in self defense situations). He taught me how to shoot so he definitely knows this and should know better. I figured the situation may blow up so I had my pepper spray in my pocket and ended up having to use it on my dad when he first pointed the gun at my sisters car. After that we left and my mom was in the u-haul the whole time on the phone with the police. We went to a nearby gas station and the police met us there and got our stories and my dad ended up getting arrested. He texted me the next day saying he’ll have nothing to do with me or my family from that point forward.
Flash forward a couple months later, my dad and I have been no contact. A family friend had called my sister and I because she was concerned about the well-being of my mother. She said that my parents admitted to doing meth the night before my sisters wedding and it started as an occasional thing then became an everyday thing for them. She was doing what she could to help but they live 4 hours away so there’s only so much they could do. The reason she called to tell us was she was concerned now that they were separated she would fall back into it and the last time she saw my mom a few weeks prior she seemed to be tweaking. We didn’t confront my mom immediately because we wanted to think about what to say and we didn’t want to put the family friend for telling on my mom because that would ruin their 20+ year long friendship. A few days later my dad happened to text and say he was concerned about her and wouldn’t say why. My mom, probably doing damage control, texted saying he’s texting everyone bc he thinks she’s on meth. I used my dad texting about it as an excuse to try to get more information. He ended up telling me a lot about their past drug use and my sister and I confronted my mom about it a few days later. She basically denied everything and was hurt we believed my dad. Which we would have never believed him if it wasn’t for the family friend telling us but we couldn’t tell her about that so we just let it be basically. We don’t think she’s on it currently because she doesn’t seem tweaky and has gained some weight since the separation.
Apparently then my dad and I had thought we had made up since we’ve been talking recently. My husband was going to the town my dad lives to fish and he saw my dad coming to our town so he immediately turned around and sped back to our house and called me to let me know. My husband had me text my dad and tell him not to come to our house and he said he was going to the meat market in our town and sent the picture of the sign to show me where he was. He was offended that I told him not to come by so he drove past our house. We were expecting him because we knew us telling him was in innovation in his mind to come by and when he drove past my husband flipped him off and my dad slammed on the breaks and got out of the car. My husband pulled his gun out since he saw him as a threat and told him to leave immediately and they got into an argument. Nothing happened other than my husband punched his truck and he agreed not to press charges as long as he pays for the damages so we ended up doing that so my husband doesn’t have anything on his record.
So for a bit of background, my dad had a kid, who ended up not being his kid, with someone before my mom and him got together who is 5 years older than me. I think he in his heart knew the child wasn’t his, and he treated the child horribly. I was so young while he lived with us so I didn’t realize how bad it was but just for perspective, some of his “punishments” were to run laps for god knows how long and whenever he was grounded he would have to just sit in his room on his bed and do nothing. He was kept in his room basically his whole childhood. He had issues with lying as I was told and “nothing worked” so they resorted to extremely harsh punishments. If you could even call it punishments. One of them was he was only allowed to eat break and milk for however long. I was just a kid so I would just think “oh he’s in trouble again bc he’s bad it’s fine” but as an adult I would NEVER treat any child like that no matter how “bad” the kid is. It disgusts me to think about. For a bit during the drama in between the two incidents my dad was alluding to the fact that he may commit suicide. I know this is terrible to say but honestly now I hope he goes through with it. The fact he’s my dad and I still have love for him makes me feel terrible for hating him but I know if he was anyone else and I knew how he was I would hate the fact he exists on the same earth as everyone else. I’ve always seen my mom as a victim but I’m coming to terms I guess with the fact that she was an adult who allowed her children and the child she was caring for to be abused and/or mistreated over a man. And participated in some instances. She tried to defend sometimes but not nearly enough. She’s pretty old fashioned so she believes in putting her husband first and while that’s not the worst thing in the world, you can’t put a terrible man over your innocent children. my husband and I told have children but we have nieces and nephews and if I saw him treating them the way my mom allowed my dad to treat us, I’d be a widow bc there’s no way I’d allow that type of behavior.
I know this was a lot but I guess what I’m asking for is any advice? There’s a lot more nuances that I could add but it’d make for an even longer post lol. What are y’all’s thoughts?
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So my dad and I had a big falling out recently. It started a couple months ago in November when my parents were separating. My mom had moved out a month or two prior and still had some of her stuff at the house. My dad (unprompted) had texted her telling her to get all of her shit out of the house or else he was going to burn it and he had thrown some of her stuff in the front yard. (He just had surgery and was on medication that could have affected his judgment but this was still not out of character for him) So my mom, myself, and my husband went to the house to help her get her stuff. We were getting some of her things from the yard and he had come outside and he and I began arguing. He thought that my mom was trying to turn me against him but truthfully, she has always treated me better than him and he wasn’t the best to me growing up so I was always closer to my mom. I told him he was being a childish asshole and he was a shitty father. He told us we all need to leave and went inside to get a rifle probably to “defend his property” or whatever around the time we were arguing my sister (who has a different dad) and her husband pulled into the driveway to help pack. They had their month old infant in the car with them because he was too young to be separated from his mother and they didn’t expect things to blow up so much. My dad ended up pointing the gun at pretty much everyone. He pointed the gun at the car with my sister and her family and right at my husband’s head. I don’t think realistically he could have pulled the trigger easily because he just had surgery on his dominant shoulder and he was using his other hand to hold the gun up. But the fact remains that he pointed a gun directly at my husbands face and at the car where my sister and her family were. If anyone knows anything about guns one of the most important rules is you don’t ever point a gun at anyone unless you intend to shoot (like in self defense situations). He taught me how to shoot so he definitely knows this and should know better. I figured the situation may blow up so I had my pepper spray in my pocket and ended up having to use it on my dad when he first pointed the gun at my sisters car. After that we left and my mom was in the u-haul the whole time on the phone with the police. We went to a nearby gas station and the police met us there and got our stories and my dad ended up getting arrested. He texted me the next day saying he’ll have nothing to do with me or my family from that point forward.
Flash forward a couple months later, my dad and I have been no contact. A family friend had called my sister and I because she was concerned about the well-being of my mother. She said that my parents admitted to doing meth the night before my sisters wedding and it started as an occasional thing then became an everyday thing for them. She was doing what she could to help but they live 4 hours away so there’s only so much they could do. The reason she called to tell us was she was concerned now that they were separated she would fall back into it and the last time she saw my mom a few weeks prior she seemed to be tweaking. We didn’t confront my mom immediately because we wanted to think about what to say and we didn’t want to put the family friend for telling on my mom because that would ruin their 20+ year long friendship. A few days later my dad happened to text and say he was concerned about her and wouldn’t say why. My mom, probably doing damage control, texted saying he’s texting everyone bc he thinks she’s on meth. I used my dad texting about it as an excuse to try to get more information. He ended up telling me a lot about their past drug use and my sister and I confronted my mom about it a few days later. She basically denied everything and was hurt we believed my dad. Which we would have never believed him if it wasn’t for the family friend telling us but we couldn’t tell her about that so we just let it be basically. We don’t think she’s on it currently because she doesn’t seem tweaky and has gained some weight since the separation.
Apparently then my dad and I had thought we had made up since we’ve been talking recently. My husband was going to the town my dad lives to fish and he saw my dad coming to our town so he immediately turned around and sped back to our house and called me to let me know. My husband had me text my dad and tell him not to come to our house and he said he was going to the meat market in our town and sent the picture of the sign to show me where he was. He was offended that I told him not to come by so he drove past our house. We were expecting him because we knew us telling him was in innovation in his mind to come by and when he drove past my husband flipped him off and my dad slammed on the breaks and got out of the car. My husband pulled his gun out since he saw him as a threat and told him to leave immediately and they got into an argument. Nothing happened other than my husband punched his truck and he agreed not to press charges as long as he pays for the damages so we ended up doing that so my husband doesn’t have anything on his record.
So for a bit of background, my dad had a kid, who ended up not being his kid, with someone before my mom and him got together who is 5 years older than me. I think he in his heart knew the child wasn’t his, and he treated the child horribly. I was so young while he lived with us so I didn’t realize how bad it was but just for perspective, some of his “punishments” were to run laps for god knows how long and whenever he was grounded he would have to just sit in his room on his bed and do nothing. He was kept in his room basically his whole childhood. He had issues with lying as I was told and “nothing worked” so they resorted to extremely harsh punishments. If you could even call it punishments. One of them was he was only allowed to eat break and milk for however long. I was just a kid so I would just think “oh he’s in trouble again bc he’s bad it’s fine” but as an adult I would NEVER treat any child like that no matter how “bad” the kid is. It disgusts me to think about. For a bit during the drama in between the two incidents my dad was alluding to the fact that he may commit suicide. I know this is terrible to say but honestly now I hope he goes through with it. The fact he’s my dad and I still have love for him makes me feel terrible for hating him but I know if he was anyone else and I knew how he was I would hate the fact he exists on the same earth as everyone else. I’ve always seen my mom as a victim but I’m coming to terms I guess with the fact that she was an adult who allowed her children and the child she was caring for to be abused and/or mistreated over a man. And participated in some instances. She tried to defend sometimes but not nearly enough. She’s pretty old fashioned so she believes in putting her husband first and while that’s not the worst thing in the world, you can’t put a terrible man over your innocent children. my husband and I told have children but we have nieces and nephews and if I saw him treating them the way my mom allowed my dad to treat us, I’d be a widow bc there’s no way I’d allow that type of behavior.
I know this was a lot but I guess what I’m asking for is any advice? There’s a lot more nuances that I could add but it’d make for an even longer post lol. What are y’all’s thoughts?
2024.05.21 15:50 ishould-be-studying Is it okay to let my in-laws babysit the day after they’ve been traveling?
I (26F) am a first year medical student, and I have finals this week. My in-laws have been watching L (6week M) every Tuesday while I’m at school. We have had this plan in place for months, with the dates they were needed to babysit known. Come to find out this past Friday that my in-laws were traveling to Seattle to visit my SIL, but they still planned to come back Monday so they could babysit Tuesday. They travelled by plane, which makes me nervous because of how easily germs are spread in airports. My husband (31M) works early mornings, so he couldn’t take work off last minute to watch L while I’m taking a test. My in-laws waited until they were already traveling to tell us they were going, so we didn’t have enough time to make other arrangements. They are watching L this morning, but my husband made them promise to take extra precautions (washing hands, no kissing, etc.) I am still very worried that L is going to get sick, and he’s only 6 weeks old. Is it normal to be around a baby so soon after travel? My in-laws, my parents, and my husband don’t think it’s a big deal, but I am very concerned. It could just be anxiety, but I would like to know whether I’m overreacting or not.
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2024.05.21 15:49 lykwydchykyn WTS: Handmade pedals and practice amps, experimental designs.
Hi guys. Making another shot at this. Cut prices on a few things because I'm just running out of room for storing my new builds. Order multiples and I may cut you a deal.
This post is mostly for people interested in buying, but I love a trade! If you're interested in trading see my latest post in /letstradepedals. I post there every other week, usually on Tuesday. I got non-DIY stuff in the trade post, too.
What I got for sale is hand-built stuff that I made, mostly relatively unique or heavily tweaked designs built on vero or point to point. Many are housed in upcycled tins, a few in hammond boxes. I've also got small practice amps built inside whatevers that you can crank up and enjoy at low volumes. They all run on standard 9v pedal power.
PRICES DON'T INCLUDE SHIPPING -- I ship USPS priority using pirateship.com, so expect shipping to be between $5 and $15 depending on how close you are to Tennessee. Would prefer to not deal with international shipping, but if you want it bad enough to pay for it, I'm game.
I accept Paypal or Venmo.
MOBILE USERS: There are 4 columns in the table below: Name, Price, Links, and Notes. If you don't see all 4, scroll over or ask for more info.
Fuzzes
Drives, Distortions, and Boosts
Non-Dirt
Little Amps
That's all for now. I just keep building and building, though, so there'll be more.
submitted by lykwydchykyn to Gear4Sale [link] [comments]
This post is mostly for people interested in buying, but I love a trade! If you're interested in trading see my latest post in /letstradepedals. I post there every other week, usually on Tuesday. I got non-DIY stuff in the trade post, too.
What I got for sale is hand-built stuff that I made, mostly relatively unique or heavily tweaked designs built on vero or point to point. Many are housed in upcycled tins, a few in hammond boxes. I've also got small practice amps built inside whatevers that you can crank up and enjoy at low volumes. They all run on standard 9v pedal power.
PRICES DON'T INCLUDE SHIPPING -- I ship USPS priority using pirateship.com, so expect shipping to be between $5 and $15 depending on how close you are to Tennessee. Would prefer to not deal with international shipping, but if you want it bad enough to pay for it, I'm game.
I accept Paypal or Venmo.
MOBILE USERS: There are 4 columns in the table below: Name, Price, Links, and Notes. If you don't see all 4, scroll over or ask for more info.
Fuzzes
| Name | Price | Links | Notes |
|---|---|---|---|
| Bazz Me Fuss You #1 | $90 | PIC DEMO | A bazz-fussified perversion of the Escobedo push-me-pull-you, featuring controls for octave and volume. This is the first unit I've built using my own custom PCB. Housed in a painted 125B with top jacks. |
| Space Fuzz | $80 | PIC DEMO | This is a Hollis crash sync fuzz that I souped up with an LFO to modulate the filtesync frequency. Really wild flangery/phasey type gated fuzz sound. At the right settings you can get some octave-down effects as well. Housed in a ~3.5 inch square game tin reinforced with recycled plastic. Pretty pleased with this build. |
| SwirlFuzz | $75 | PIC DEMO | Modulated octave fuzz prototype. It's an octave fuzz, but you can switch on an LFO to modulate the octave amount. Controls for Rate, Depth, Gain, and Volume, plus switches for waveshape and mode (Normal/Octave/Modulated). In a circular tin reinforced with recycled plastic. |
| Big Green Fuzz for Attractive Bass Players | $75 | PIC Demo | Like my bazz-me-fuss-you circuit, but with a big muff tone stack, a clean blend, and optional clippers for more compression. Housed in a big round tin reinforced with recycled plastic and designed specifically for attractive bass players. Unattractive ones may not really gel with this. |
| Creature from the planet Chyowngg | $65 | PIC Demo | Prototype of a unique fuzz I've been developing that I call the Chyowngg fuzz. It's a 2-stage octaver that gives a bright synthy tone with a distinctive envelope (hence the name). You can toggle each stage from octave to non-octave mode for a variety of interesting timbres. Also has a tone control, but the tone control is before the octave stages so it results in interesting behaviors depending on the switch settings. It's in a tin meant to be painted like an alien, though some say it looks more like a triceratops. |
| Baller Fuzz | $60 | PIC DEMO | Another Bazz-Me-Fuss-You build with an added BMP-style tone control. In a slightly beaten-up heart-shaped basketball tin. Y'all ready for this? |
| Wiff Spwinkles on Top | $45 | PIC Demo | This point-to-point fuzz lives in the same neighborhood as the Harmonic Percolator, but has a few differences. I altered the way the gain knob works, and added a switch to toggle bass cut. It's housed in an ice-creamity welly tin. |
| Dumbo's Bazzrite Fussrite | $40 | PIC Demo | A bazz-fussified mosrite fuzzrite circuit I cobbled together in point-to-point wiring style. Housed in a little Dumbo puzzle tin with GLITTER! Controls are for balance (kind of tone-cum-gain) and volume. |
| Name | Price | Links | Notes |
|---|---|---|---|
| Bronze Drive | $85 | PIC Demo | This is a point-to-point, transistor based overdrive I designed based loosely on the Davisson Easy Drive. Good for low-gain crunchy tones and plenty of output volume on tap if you want it for a boost. Tone circuit is like a BMP stack but with a mid hump instead of a mid cut. Housed in a painted 125B with top jacks. |
| Copper ZenerMorph Drive | $65 | PIC Demo | This is an experiment in zener diode clipping. Nice crispy drive that gets beefier as you turn up the gain, lots of good edge-of-breakup tones to be had. Housed in a decorated tin reinforced with some plastic. |
| GOOST | $65 | PIC | A simple JFET boost vaguely based on the Runoffgroove Fetzer valve. Switch toggles bass cut for a treble-boosting sound. Point-to-point build housed in a small tin reinforced with recycled plastic. |
| B is for Beast | $55 | PIC DEMO | This fun little drive/boost consists of two cascading MOSFET gain stages with optional clipping in between. It goes from clean and loud to massive wall-of-gain distortion nicely. Controls for gain, clipping, and volume. In a small heart-shaped tin about 4in by 4in. |
| Shining Hope Drive | $40 | PIC Demo | Differential mirroring drive, gives a kind of overdriven-mixer-channel distortion. Controls for gain, tone, and volume. Housed in a star-shaped Christmas tin. |
| Green Sparkler Boost | $35 | PIC | Just an Escobedo Duende JFET boost built point-to-point in a sparkly little round tin. Gives a little gain and a bit of warmth to the tone. |
| Name | Tier | Links | Notes |
|---|---|---|---|
| Gift of Chykka Wakka | $65 | PIC DEMO | First build of an all-transistor envelope filter I designed. Built point-to-point style and housed in a little giftbox tin reinforced with recycled plastic. Controls for Q and Sweep, switch toggles envelope smoothing. |
| Vortex of Funk | $65 | PIC DEMO | Second build of the Chykka-Wakka circuit, this one features attack, Q, and range controls. Built point-to-point and housed in a painted tin. |
| BZZZ BOOP BEEP | $50 | PIC DEMO | A basic square wave oscillator on a momentary switch. Can go from bzzz to boop to beep with a sweep of the big knob. Also has tone and volume controls, and a 3-way switch for different decay amounts. Use it to simulate a spring door stopper or dying cow. Or bleep your foul-mouthed frontman. Or mess with the sound guy. Or send Morse code to the bar. I dunno. Housed in a painted tin reinforced with recycled plastic. |
| Name | Price | Links | Description |
|---|---|---|---|
| Ample iMank | $65 | PICS DEMO | This is a Runoffgroove Ruby Amplifier built into this old multimedia speaker enclosure designed to look like an old iMac. Glows blue when you turn it on. It runs from a standard 9v pedal power. It's not terribly loud, nor terribly clean, but if you dig the classic mac vibe it might be fun. Controls for gain and volume, and a power switch on the back. |
| Nosy Amp | $75 | PICS DEMO | Another solid-state amp based on the Ruby amplifier, housed in a repurposed bookshelf speaker. This one actually has pretty decent volume, even on 9V (can run on 12V as well for more), and can stay clean while getting loud enough for a quiet jam with friends. |
| Fleur-de-Lis Amp | $90 | PICS DEMO | A tiny bookshelf speaker turned into a practice amp. This one features a class D power amp for lovely cleans, and a custom designed discrete preamp that gets punchy & crunchy when cranked. Runs on 9V but pretty loud nonetheless. |
2024.05.21 15:48 KitLaTigre Patio garden - beginner
 | For the last few years, basically since the pandemic, I have been trying to do gardening on my little patio. I've always use little plastic pots, but they just weren't cutting it. submitted by KitLaTigre to gardening [link] [comments] This year I got cedar planter boxes made, and the holy crap I had no idea how much dirt it takes to fill them! Two out of five are full, and I'm starting to move my babies into the large boxes. I layered the bottom with cardboard, ripped paper, ripped up egg cartons, some ripped cardboard, I managed to get some kitchen compost, when I cook I do everything fresh so I can get a handful or two of scrap every meal, I tossed it in the bottom because the boxes are quite deep. I'm picking up some chips and bark chips today, I'll try putting those in another one of my boxes, I have four long planter boxes I'm dedicating to the tomatoes, beans, and some other random things, and one for my cucumbers. I will probably stick a couple of cucumbers with my tomatoes just to see what happens, because I have a few more going on this year. I love cucumbers and I do them well for some reason, they always make lots of fruit and thrive in my thumb environment, so I decided to plant 12 different varieties this year. LOL😹 I am located interior British Columbia, the weather has been surprisingly cold so a lot of my sprouts are just tiny so even though I started planting in March. I started my sprouts inside and transferred them to my little greenhouse, i've been putting them in the sun when we have it, it's so far it looks like the things that I'm moving into the boxes are doing well. A little bit of chaos gardening, i've been watching TikTok's with Little starting tips, I'll be planting carrots and beets in with my beans, and lots of basil for my tomatoes that I've started as well. I'm very excited for this to get overgrown! Basically I have cucumbers, tomatoes, beans, peas, fava beans, basil, oregano, chilli peppers, and I've got seeds for a plethora of things. I saw someone planting "chaos carrots" on TikTok that looks inspiring so I am going to do a few of those as well as beets with the extra space. My beans are so skinny and short, I don't know why, I've never been able to get them very large, but they produce beans that are longer and taller than the actual plant themselves. Any suggestions how to get them to grow taller? I have my peas inside in the windowsill because of the massive temperature shifts we've had, the last three years we get a random heat wave of 40°C after it being in the 20s, and it kills a lot of my plants, now we're having a cold snap, with temperatures as low as 2 to 3°C at night, so with our last freezing temperatures gone maybe one week ago, I'm hoping that all of my babies are OK. The weather sure makes it hard to grow shit. Oh, I also got lilac bushes a cherry tree and a Saskatoon berry bush because I decided that was a smart idea even though I'm in an apartment for the next five years… I'll keep them in pots and hopefully they won't get too large ha ha ha Anyways, feel free to offer suggestions on things that I can stuff in my planter boxes! I have 1 billion different varieties of beans, peas, cucumbers, herbs, a few lettuce and a few other random things, and I'm willing to experiment. I'm so happy to have the extra space, as I have been working with those tiny little tire plastic windowsill boxes for the last three years/4 years and now I think everyone will be happy and grow large, but I know spacing can be relevant, I want these boxes full |
2024.05.21 15:47 landlocked_throwaway The Sadness is On Me
As the child of middle-American white people, the kind of family that forgot who they were and where they came from once they got here, almost my entire life has been a search for identity. Not in the angsty teenage sense that found so many of us stoned in suburban basements trading minor, unoriginal insights as glorious revelations from barely dipping our toes in the real world. I've never been able to find much out about my paternal lineage, but the past decade or so I'd thrown myself hard into the Irish identity of my mother's family. They aren't overtly or openly Irish, but at least the lineage is apparent and traceable. At times, that identity has given perspective, purpose, and meaning, like the uncomfortable "White Privilege" political discourses at Thanksgiving. Y'know, fun shit like that.
Like a lot of people, I grew up in some fucked up things. I don't think it's of any particular use to itemize or describe those circumstances but I've known much of violence, violation, and a variance of heartbreak. These things are not unique to me.
I've struggled relentlessly with self-worth for most of my life. Since my early childhood. I cannot say it's entirely bad, but I suppose the wonderful times (which have truly been wonderful; I've been afforded some experiences lots of people haven't in life) are still outweighed by the negative. The dark parts are markedly dark and abundant. In the midst of this self-discovery journey, I held out hope for a long time that I would make it back home. Back to see Ireland, the Small Sea...visit the East End of Glasgow to see where my family fled, before they made the trans-Atlantic journey to lose themselves in American identity. Venture to Northern Ireland to see the H-Block, where James Sands starved himself in protest against English occupation. Purpose and dignity in the harsh Atlantic seaboard, where it can be said that there's no sadness quite like a Celtic sadness.
I think of this often when I think about the English word 'home' and the layers of meaning it conjures. How we tie it not just to a building, but to family. Warmth, comfort, safety and security. Those sentiments can all come sprawling forth from those four letters. In Irish Gaelic, there are probably four or five different words for this based on context, and I remember how difficult I found Irish at first because there is no possessive verb meaning 'to have'; things are either at, on, or with you. In English, the word 'sorry' comes from 'sorrow', or more specifically being full of sorrow on account of oneself. Colloquialism and the evolution of language brought us a more direct way to apologize in both menial day-to-day interaction and times we genuinely must feel awful for what we've done. English is like that, full of matter-of-fact efficiency.
To say "I'm sorry" in Irish now, you would say "tá brón orm", which I guess most literally translates to say "sadness is on me". To say you were sad at the moment, you would say "tá mé brónach", more literally "I am sadness".
I think a lot about Ireland lately. You cannot run away from your problems entirely, no, but I do think you can change your environment. I think about history, of people repeatedly forced into economic exile for centuries, losing their language and constantly occupied by foreign rule. There's been a melancholy in how I exist that probably owes a great deal to this lineage but I've failed to see it, much less harness it. I wish I'd taken a more particular and driven interest in the language before it was too late, especially as I don't think there's a more accurate description of what I feel but for how the Irish say 'sorry'.
The sadness is on me.
In Scottish Gaelic, the word 'cianalas' is one of nostalgia, of profound longing and homesickness...in Welsh, 'hiraeth'. In English, the sappy and sentimental of whom I find myself amongst often liken the word 'home' to people. We find a home in someone, in a person who purposefully made a space for us in the last place we expect to find it. There was a time when I had found this. I was too cocky, too smart for my own good, too sure I'd outgrown the fucked up that I'd come from. I thought I fell too far from it to let the wood rot of my family tree creep in.
I didn't just lose my home. There were no tragic circumstances. I acted poorly, disgracefully, selfishly and in bathed in a darkness inside me I never knew I was capable of. I didn't just lose my home, I set it aflame and burned it to nothing, kicking about in the ashes after and I've still got the nerve to live each day tinged with a deeper grief and sadness than I never knew existed. In this life, I am both the Irish and the English.
The sadness is on me.
It's no longer a profound sadness that longs for the fogged beauty of inland bog or rocky sea shore, or the beautiful person who rivaled such wonder. It's a sadness that aches, that has outpaced time to settle deep in my bones before father time could take my joints. It taunts me to look at what I've done, what I've become, in a dark home with dusty mirrors. Stalks me while I walk my dog. It tells me that everything in the world is a loaded gun in my hands and to use it on myself before hurt someone else again. It tells me that I still have potential and that I will waste it all.
I have been a liar, a cheater, a disgrace. I have acted in direct defiance of everything I thought I believed and I never knew I was capable. I don't know of any other way to fix this.
The sadness is on me.
submitted by landlocked_throwaway to SuicideWatch [link] [comments]
Like a lot of people, I grew up in some fucked up things. I don't think it's of any particular use to itemize or describe those circumstances but I've known much of violence, violation, and a variance of heartbreak. These things are not unique to me.
I've struggled relentlessly with self-worth for most of my life. Since my early childhood. I cannot say it's entirely bad, but I suppose the wonderful times (which have truly been wonderful; I've been afforded some experiences lots of people haven't in life) are still outweighed by the negative. The dark parts are markedly dark and abundant. In the midst of this self-discovery journey, I held out hope for a long time that I would make it back home. Back to see Ireland, the Small Sea...visit the East End of Glasgow to see where my family fled, before they made the trans-Atlantic journey to lose themselves in American identity. Venture to Northern Ireland to see the H-Block, where James Sands starved himself in protest against English occupation. Purpose and dignity in the harsh Atlantic seaboard, where it can be said that there's no sadness quite like a Celtic sadness.
I think of this often when I think about the English word 'home' and the layers of meaning it conjures. How we tie it not just to a building, but to family. Warmth, comfort, safety and security. Those sentiments can all come sprawling forth from those four letters. In Irish Gaelic, there are probably four or five different words for this based on context, and I remember how difficult I found Irish at first because there is no possessive verb meaning 'to have'; things are either at, on, or with you. In English, the word 'sorry' comes from 'sorrow', or more specifically being full of sorrow on account of oneself. Colloquialism and the evolution of language brought us a more direct way to apologize in both menial day-to-day interaction and times we genuinely must feel awful for what we've done. English is like that, full of matter-of-fact efficiency.
To say "I'm sorry" in Irish now, you would say "tá brón orm", which I guess most literally translates to say "sadness is on me". To say you were sad at the moment, you would say "tá mé brónach", more literally "I am sadness".
I think a lot about Ireland lately. You cannot run away from your problems entirely, no, but I do think you can change your environment. I think about history, of people repeatedly forced into economic exile for centuries, losing their language and constantly occupied by foreign rule. There's been a melancholy in how I exist that probably owes a great deal to this lineage but I've failed to see it, much less harness it. I wish I'd taken a more particular and driven interest in the language before it was too late, especially as I don't think there's a more accurate description of what I feel but for how the Irish say 'sorry'.
The sadness is on me.
In Scottish Gaelic, the word 'cianalas' is one of nostalgia, of profound longing and homesickness...in Welsh, 'hiraeth'. In English, the sappy and sentimental of whom I find myself amongst often liken the word 'home' to people. We find a home in someone, in a person who purposefully made a space for us in the last place we expect to find it. There was a time when I had found this. I was too cocky, too smart for my own good, too sure I'd outgrown the fucked up that I'd come from. I thought I fell too far from it to let the wood rot of my family tree creep in.
I didn't just lose my home. There were no tragic circumstances. I acted poorly, disgracefully, selfishly and in bathed in a darkness inside me I never knew I was capable of. I didn't just lose my home, I set it aflame and burned it to nothing, kicking about in the ashes after and I've still got the nerve to live each day tinged with a deeper grief and sadness than I never knew existed. In this life, I am both the Irish and the English.
The sadness is on me.
It's no longer a profound sadness that longs for the fogged beauty of inland bog or rocky sea shore, or the beautiful person who rivaled such wonder. It's a sadness that aches, that has outpaced time to settle deep in my bones before father time could take my joints. It taunts me to look at what I've done, what I've become, in a dark home with dusty mirrors. Stalks me while I walk my dog. It tells me that everything in the world is a loaded gun in my hands and to use it on myself before hurt someone else again. It tells me that I still have potential and that I will waste it all.
I have been a liar, a cheater, a disgrace. I have acted in direct defiance of everything I thought I believed and I never knew I was capable. I don't know of any other way to fix this.
The sadness is on me.
2024.05.21 15:47 3milyie How can someone be so cruel
For context me and my ex had a long distance relationship. We dated for 6 months before he said hey Im having suicidal thoughts (this was actual not true come to learn about it yesterday the truth. He just didnt want to tell me he didnt want to be in a relationship not just with me but with ANYONE!) and another thing he had Problems and I mean MAJOR problems. He got hella jealous (I have an online group of just 4 guys and me and another girl - he HATED this group), he is insecure, Had trust Issues, is violent, and a mental abuser. I should also say that he had trust issues cause he got cheated on MULTIPLE times with his ex gfs. Anyway back to what happened this month :)! Its juicy 🥰💖
This was told to me a month ago against my will: My ex just made me HELLA sick to my stomach, He got fired from his job cause he cussed out a co worker, he got arrested for breaking a dudes car window WITH HIS HANDS?!? He was in jail for 24 hours. And the worst thing: He got a girl pregnant last month (cause apparently being 25 makes you stupid LMAO) Poor girl and her body :( But when he said that info my heart just sank. Just a fucking dumbass omg we did it raw!! WONDER WHERE THAT WOULD GET YOU A UNPLANNED BABY DUDE. OH also he made death jokes (he was being serious tho) about ghetting a motercyle and wanting to get hity by a truck or go 150 mph and die LIKE HELLO DROP ALL THAT ON ME AND MORE WHY DONT CHAT.
This happened and was said yesterday:
My ex just went off on me for like 10 mins saying how annoying I was to him and everyone in the server and how I was the cause of getting attacked cause of it. The funny thing is that he added me back a month ago to catch up, apologize, and to be friends Imao. He ended up blocking me on everything?? LMAOOOO. He kept saying how annoying I was, to kms, no one cares about me, and on and on. Then proceeded to ban me from his server and then starting saying rude stuff in DMs to "hurt" my feelings. He also said he only dated me cause of my personality, not my looks and how ugly I was like wtf??? OKAY???
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This was told to me a month ago against my will: My ex just made me HELLA sick to my stomach, He got fired from his job cause he cussed out a co worker, he got arrested for breaking a dudes car window WITH HIS HANDS?!? He was in jail for 24 hours. And the worst thing: He got a girl pregnant last month (cause apparently being 25 makes you stupid LMAO) Poor girl and her body :( But when he said that info my heart just sank. Just a fucking dumbass omg we did it raw!! WONDER WHERE THAT WOULD GET YOU A UNPLANNED BABY DUDE. OH also he made death jokes (he was being serious tho) about ghetting a motercyle and wanting to get hity by a truck or go 150 mph and die LIKE HELLO DROP ALL THAT ON ME AND MORE WHY DONT CHAT.
This happened and was said yesterday:
My ex just went off on me for like 10 mins saying how annoying I was to him and everyone in the server and how I was the cause of getting attacked cause of it. The funny thing is that he added me back a month ago to catch up, apologize, and to be friends Imao. He ended up blocking me on everything?? LMAOOOO. He kept saying how annoying I was, to kms, no one cares about me, and on and on. Then proceeded to ban me from his server and then starting saying rude stuff in DMs to "hurt" my feelings. He also said he only dated me cause of my personality, not my looks and how ugly I was like wtf??? OKAY???
2024.05.21 15:44 Dansco112 The Death of the Witness
The Death of the Witness by Joel Lane
Published and excerpted from The Earth Wire (1994) by Joel Lane
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Published and excerpted from The Earth Wire (1994) by Joel Lane
Around five in the morning, Sarah gave up trying to sleep. Thin sunlight reached through the bars across the window frame. She dressed and went out onto the balcony, which overlooked most of the estate. It was still chilly; the sun hadn't yet heated the dark pebble-dashed walls. There was a strange smell in the air, something like petrol or turpentine or white spirit. Sarah breathed in deeply. From the city centre, she could hear the vague hissing and scraping sounds of traffic. Nobody was visible in the courtyard, or anywhere on the grid of little roads that divided up the estate. When she looked down from the balcony, the side of the building tilted forward like a giant ship. With an effort, Sarah kept her feet and stepped back into the doorway. The sunlight flashed in her eyes like a camera; when she looked away, focusing on a place where she didn't normally look, she noticed the couple.
They were beyond the reinforced glass partition at the end of the walkway. They could have got there by climbing through the staircase window. Sarah walked up to the glass; they didn't seem to notice her. They were standing together, looking out into the tide of early morning light that glistened on their faces. A boy and a girl, no older than fourteen; both wearing T-shirts and ripped jeans. They were shivering. The boy was holding a Pyrex dish. Even from a distance, in the open air, Sarah could smell what they were smearing from it onto their hands, and onto each other's faces. Her vision blurred again, then came back into focus – as if she were watching two swimmers repeatedly break the surface of the water.
They were looking at her. Their eyes ate the sunlight. The girl reached up and peeled a scrap of pearl from the sky; she touched it onto the boy's face. They were painting each other with light. Sarah felt tears heating her eyes – prisms that broke and drained her, as though pain were only colours. The girl waved at her through the grid of wires in the glass. Still waving, she stepped to the edge of the parapet where there was no railing – and then crouched, tipping herself forward like a diver. Sarah didn't hear the sound the girl made when she hit the ground, seven floors below. She couldn't hear the traffic any more.
A few minutes later, the boy came out through the security door. He stumbled across the courtyard to the corner where the body lay, and knelt beside it for a while. Then he went back into the tower block, struggling with his key. An ambulance came silently a few minutes later. Two ment put the girl's body onto a stretcher and covered it. Standing on the balcony, Sarah watched until it was all over. The boy go into the back of the ambulance with the others. The engine started up, and the ambulance drove away. There was no siren. The iris-shaped smear of blood on the concrete paving grew darker as the sun climbed up the sky.
2024.05.21 15:43 Ill-Kaleidoscope-501 Are "Rookie Gems" legit cards?
 | I have been looking to build out my PC of some of my favorite players with sub $10 cards and I ran across these. While I'm new, I have never heard of this brand and the copyright info on the back is missing the © symbol. I tried to Google search them but there are some many post and articles using the term rookie gems that I can't seem to find any meaningful results. Are these fan made cards or a legit brand? submitted by Ill-Kaleidoscope-501 to basketballcards [link] [comments] Any suggestions besides eBay to find a good selection of singles in one place so I am not getting killed with individual shipping? |
2024.05.21 15:39 LoneWolfIndia The semaine sanglante or Bloody Week begins on this date in 1871, as the French army begins to recapture the city from the Paris Commune, a revolutionary Govt that had seized power in the city, establishing their own socialist policies.
 | Following France's loss to Prussia in the 1870 War, Adolphe Thiers, the PM attempted to keep a large cannon in Montmarte out of the hands of the radicals. The Commune made an unsuccesful attack on Versailles, and between 8-20 May, French forces, recaptured the territory around Paris, and on May 21, they entered the city. submitted by LoneWolfIndia to Frenchhistory [link] [comments] During one week of combat, around 15-20,000 Commune soldiers were killed or executed. The Communards in turn indulged in arson, against many prominent landmarks including Tuileries Palace, Palace of Legion of Honor. https://preview.redd.it/u2hfbuhm4s1d1.png?width=800&format=png&auto=webp&s=f3b39c61f955f1b11ba026c8a1e424e80414fd6a |
2024.05.21 15:38 DianaAddition6858 BTS armys are crazy.
Ya'll, BTS armys are just getting out of hand... https://www.youtube.com/shorts/PhyKSuFNW0w CLICK AT YOUR OWN RISK!
I do not know how armys find these entertaining... It made one of the Idols uncomfortable and yet they still do it. The fact that they are 8-14 yr olds make it crazier like WTF..
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I do not know how armys find these entertaining... It made one of the Idols uncomfortable and yet they still do it. The fact that they are 8-14 yr olds make it crazier like WTF..
2024.05.21 15:36 Far-War-3804 B020 The UNITED STATES NAVY JUDGE ADVOCATES GENERAL'S CORPS began but DID NOT CONCLUDE the TRIBUNAL of ATTORNEY GENERAL MERRICK GARLAND, whom the OFFICE of MILITARY COMMISIONS has CHARGED WITH TREASON FOR WEAPONIZING THE JUSTICE DEPARTMENT against PRESIDENT DONALD J. TRUMP and the INNOCENT PROTESTO
 | https://preview.redd.it/t28wn1cd8s1d1.jpg?width=1200&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=340b1bdca55a3f5f0e985f73184c6529a6c06d27 submitted by Far-War-3804 to CourtofAges [link] [comments] B020 The UNITED STATES NAVY JUDGE ADVOCATES GENERAL'S CORPS began but DID NOT CONCLUDE the TRIBUNAL of ATTORNEY GENERAL MERRICK GARLAND, whom the OFFICE of MILITARY COMMISIONS has CHARGED WITH TREASON FOR WEAPONIZING THE JUSTICE DEPARTMENT against PRESIDENT DONALD J. TRUMP and the INNOCENT PROTESTORS who VISITED the CAPITAL PEACEFULLY on JANUARY 6. March 26, 2024. The United States Navy Judge Advocates General’s Corps on Friday began but did not conclude the tribunal of Attorney General Merrick Garland, whom the Office of Military Commissions has charged with treason for weaponizing the Justice Department against President Donald J. Trump and the innocent protesters who visited the Capitol peacefully on January 6. As reported previously, U.S. Special Forces arrested Garland on January 28 in Maryland, following his return to the U.S. from Poland, where he had been cowering and remotely directing the DOJ, hoping patriotic justice wouldn’t chase him overseas. As has been the case with myriad Deep Staters, Garland felt an uncontrollable urge to return to the roost, Washington D.C., and dropped his guard just long enough for White Hats to scoop him up. Once captured, the weaselly man who had often stoically insisted his Justice Department was impartial and equitable, devoid of bias, regressed into a heap of sniveling flesh, bewailing his predicament and asking Jesus to “please kill Donald Trump,” an odd request considering Garland is Jewish. Garland’s lawless rule led to the wrongful incarceration of numerous patriots, but he couldn’t stomach five minutes behind bars. In pretrial confinement at Camp Delta, Garland had proclaimed his innocence, screaming, “Let me out of here,” while insisting he had only ever enforced the letter of the law, crossed every ‘t,’ and dotted every ‘I.” JAG, however, contended that Garland bent the law to fit the Deep State’s sinister agenda and, when necessary, invented new rules aimed at eroding the Constitution and depriving citizens of their rights and freedoms. Garland had naturally refuted that allegation during an early interview. According to Garland, he had claimed he was simply an appointed official tasked with punishing felons, among them the J6ers and President Trump. Vice Admiral Darse E. Crandall’s opening statement at Friday’s tribunal painted Garland not as an administration lackey but a puppet master who pulled Biden’s strings. He contended that while a reclusive Biden hid in his basement, Garland, Antony Blinken, Alejandro Mayorkas, and the late Lloyd Austin steered the nation toward destruction. Garland, who had chosen to represent himself, was handcuffed to the defense table and peering over his eyeglasses as the admiral informed the 3-officer panel that JAG wanted Garland to hang for his crimes against America and its people. JAG had advised detainee Garland to display proper courtroom decorum; unruly outbursts would be met with a swift, harsh rebuke. His opening remarks were succinct: “I am innocent of all charges. President Joseph R. Biden appointed me as Attorney General of the United States. I dispassionately applied equal justice to all and shall be vindicated.” Admiral Crandall argued that Biden’s naming of Garland attorney general in March 2021 was merely ceremonial and that corporate entities and foreign dignitaries vetted him for the role as early as January 4, 2021. He called his first witness, President of the European Council and Bilderberg member Charles Michel, to the stand. Real Raw News learned Monday that JAG arrested Michel on espionage charges on February 5. He had agreed to testify at Garland and other Deep Staters’ tribunals in exchange for a 25-year prison sentence. We have no information on his arrest and situation beyond what is described in the rest of this article. Michel supplied his backstory and academic and work history and identified the defendant by pointing at him. “Mr. Michel, you’ve met detainee Garland before today, haven’t you?” the admiral queried. Michel nodded. “Only once.” Garland straightened in his seat as if an electric charge had passed through him. “This is a set-up; I swear I’ve never met this man in my entire life.” “Detainee Garland, we’ve discussed this. You can redress the witness once I’m finished,” the admiral said. “Now, Mr. Michel, how and when did you meet the defendant, and what were the circumstances of the meeting.” “I met Merrick at his house in Maryland to inform him he would likely be the next Attorney General in the United States,” Michel said. “I’m an educated man, Mr. Michel, but this confounds me, so correct me if I’m wrong. You’re a Belgian citizen. What in the world would give you authority to promise detainee Garland anything?” Admiral Crandall asked. “I was more a messenger,” Michel replied. ‘Deliver whose message?” the admiral asked. “Who told you to speak to the defendant?” “I was told on a video call with a man who looked very much like Barack Obama and Jean-Pierre Lacroix,” Michel replied. Lacroix, a French national, is the under-secretary-general for Peace Operations for the United Nations. “At the same time?” said Admiral Crandall. “If you mean, were we all on the call simultaneously, the answer is yes,” Michel said. “Why did you qualify your mention of Obama with ‘looked very much like’?” Admiral Crandall probed. Michel shrugged. “As I understand things now, based on rumor and innuendo, not any real proof I’ve seen, Barack Obama might have been dead long before that call, and the person perhaps pretending to be him was just some man in a mask. I know there’s a man running around pretending to be me, so why not him, Obama, too.” “And now, in retrospect, do you not have the same concerns about Lacroix?” the admiral continued. “Him I’d met before, entirely unrelated. It was the real Lacroix,” Michel said. The admiral reached for a pitcher of water and poured a glass. “Why Garland? Was there an impetus for wanting him to be Attorney General over anyone else?” “Because he had the credentials and already hated Donald Trump and Trump’s supporters and political allies. He was the perfect choice. Trump and his people represented a disturbance, you see, a schism in the order of things. Merrick was told he’d be appointed prior to our meeting’; my job was seeing him face to face, getting a read on him, and making sure he understood that Trump was to be put in jail, made ineffective, or even killed,” Michel said. “You tell an illuminating story, Mr. Michel, in which shadowy foreign figures influence presidential appointments and dictate U.S. policy. It’s all cloak-and-dagger. Besides your word, have you any proof to substantiate your claim?” the admiral said. “The only physical proof I had is what you already have,” Michel responded. “Then let’s take a look,” said the admiral. On a large screen he broadcast a recording of Michel’s video call with Obama and Lacroix, whose faces appeared side by side. Obama did most of the talking. “Mr. Michel, Merrick Garland will be expecting your visit. He understands you are our emissary. We expect you to reiterate our message to him: once confirmed by the Senate, he will use the full weight of the Justice Department to hunt down every insurrectionist at the Capitol. And with the FBI at his disposal, he can once and for all deal with Donald Trump and his family,” Obama enunciated each word slowly. “And, Monsieur Michel, you report back, let us know if he has trepidations,” Lacroix said. “We do not expect that to be a problem,” Obama said. “I understand completely,” Michel said in response. The admiral faced the panel. “Army Cyber Command evaluated the clip. They say they’re 98% certain the voice is Obama’s, but only 76% the face is really his. But whether or not that’s the real Obama and Lacroix is largely irrelevant. What’s important is whether the defendant agreed to this unnatural union of forces determined to weaponize the DOJ for political gain.” He continued: “Mr. Michel, what did you personally tell detainee Garland, and what was his response.” “I told him that both Obama and Biden wanted him as long as he pledged to eliminate Trump. And he told me he planned to do that anyway, that getting rid of Trump and his MAGA would be his capstone achievement,” Michel said. “Was there any concern, Mr. Michel, among you and your associates that he wouldn’t pass muster. I mean, a president appoints, but the Senate confirms.” Michel waved his hand dismissively. “Confirmation was a formality. The result was never in doubt, Admiral Crandall.” Michel wore a sinister grin. “No further questions at this time,” the admiral said. “Detainee Garland, you may cross Mr. Michel.” Garland cleared his throat. “I’d like to approach the witness.” “Mr. Michel can hear you just fine from where you’re sitting,” the admiral retorted. Garland said, “You claim we met at my house. You’re a liar. I’ve never seen you before today.” “The detainee will not badger or antagonize the witness,” the admiral chimed in. “Consider this your first and final warning, detainee Garland.” “If, as you claim, we had this imaginary meeting. Where in my house did we meet? Can you describe my home’s interior?” “Merrick. Remember, when we met, you asked me to call you Merrick, not Mr. Garland. I only saw a hallway and your sitting room. I sat on a burgundy sofa facing a bay window overlooking a dead garden. You were at a desk, oak, if I recall correctly. You were proud of it and said it belonged to your father. Behind you was a bookcase that stretched from wall to wall and floor to ceiling. You grinned at hearing you would have unilateral control of all domestic matters of justice,” Michel said. Garland appeared uneasy, wobbling on his feet. “Thi..this is entrapment. You rehearsed this. You, Admiral Crandall, or your people must have raided my house and told this man, whom I’ve never met, what was inside. I’d like a recess and access to a law library please.” “Well, I’ll grant you that request, detainee Garland, and see you get the books delivered to your cell. This tribunal will resume at 0900 on Monday morning.” The admiral ordered MPs to escort Garland to his cell and instructed the panelists to not discuss the case among themselves or with anyone else without his explicit instructions. I am expecting to receive notes on Monday’s proceedings this evening. |
2024.05.21 15:36 notthatkindoforc1121 Returned to my childhood game: Morrowind
Wow. I can't explain this in any objective way why I've had such a good time. This is definitely partly fueled by Nostalgia, but even still. The game my brother still teases me about pronouncing Fatigue as "Fatigoo"
Checking out the current Elder Scrolls community, they're pretty divided. ESO is still going strong, Skyrim mods are absolutely crazy now, and there is a constant dispute about which game is the best one, as they are all so so different.
I grew up with Morrowind, and I can see how nostalgia blinds your perspective of older games. When people say "Morrowind is great! Can be hard to get past the graphics, though" or just "Dated graphics", that isn't the way I see it in my head. Back when I ran this thing on an original Xbox (I had no idea the number of issues the Xbox version had, I was a dumb kid that loved getting lost in a huge world) the graphics were mind blowing to me.
For me, I grew up with Morrowind, and returning to it has been incredible to say the least. I have this modded to look like what I remember, I have patch mods to fix potential issues, and I'm running it in OpenMW. I have not been immersed in an RPG like this in a very long time. That isn't to say no newer game is as immersive, but somehow this ticks all the boxes for making me lose myself in a game.
I started off in Seyda Need. I knew little to nothing about the world. I have no idea why as a prisoner I was released here. I'm exposed to a weird dialog system, it's more like a menu that gets more options unlocked as you select the items or gain favor with the person. It comes off more confusing than anything else initially, but wow did it quickly immerse me when I realized how hands off they were showing me this world is.
I don't know what to do in Seyda Neen. I get slight hints about the goings on of the area, and I don't need to pursue any of them.
Do you want to steal that awkwardly extremely expensive armor you see and use it or sell it? You can. Do you want to provoke villagers to attack you so you can legally kill them in front of guards and take all of their belongings and their house? Do it. Do you want to run off into the swamp and find caves to pillage? Yep do it.
It really made me stop thinking of "What do I need to do", and really just sparked my creativity. I started asking who I am in the world. Stealing is clearly lucrative, do I have morals? What is my characters in this world? I haven't been able to have that sort of feeling since I was a kid.
As I leveled, I asked myself the same question about my character. Am I a sly persuasive con-man? Do I want to pay for training to persuade people better? Do I want to be an Assassin? what would that entail? Casting spells to fly, walk on water, open doors, summon daggers? Or do I go the physical route and keep magic out of this?
My questions led me to the Mages Guild. The first town I saw that had them, they refused their services. They were polite (Unlike everyone else in the racist-filled world, love it actually), but stern that I needed to join their guild to have access to their services throughout the world.
So I made my way to Balmora to join them. Being greeted by someone who simply says "Yeah you're a Mages Guild member now", I now had an entire world to explore of increasing my rank to gain respect and more access, stories of competing guild members, and all of these free materials, finally free beds, it felt like my first family in such a hostile world. I see ways going forward of paying for training, buying tons of different spells, modifying them to be anything I want them to be, so much going on. The spells themselves open up entire worlds of possibilities. Not only can you make spells that explode the size of a city (I doubt this is intended, I just remember doing what my brother told me as a kid and it was more of an exploit). You can summons minions, you can fly, you can magically open doors, you can create badass conjured weapons on the fly, my imagination ran wild with every spell.
My review of this game has gone off the deep-end. I apologize for my rambling about my journeys, I'm just that ecstatic to find a game that grabs me in a way I haven't experienced since childhood. I 100% recommend this to anyone wanting to get absolutely lost in a massive world, I couldn't even guess what your experience will be like compared to mine.
That's it. Found out my childhood game is (In my nostalgia filled terrible opinion) as great as I remember and I'm very happy to be exploring it. I've replayed Oblivion and Skyrim many times, and maybe it's just that I've overplayed them, but they do not get my creative immersed brain going like Morrowind has.
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Checking out the current Elder Scrolls community, they're pretty divided. ESO is still going strong, Skyrim mods are absolutely crazy now, and there is a constant dispute about which game is the best one, as they are all so so different.
I grew up with Morrowind, and I can see how nostalgia blinds your perspective of older games. When people say "Morrowind is great! Can be hard to get past the graphics, though" or just "Dated graphics", that isn't the way I see it in my head. Back when I ran this thing on an original Xbox (I had no idea the number of issues the Xbox version had, I was a dumb kid that loved getting lost in a huge world) the graphics were mind blowing to me.
- 3 minute load time
- Randomly corrupted save files
- Thousands of bugs
- Brickable save files (Killing NPCs that soft lock you. Often times they die from hilarious bugs, like NPCs changing locations slowly over time until they fall into water and drown)
For me, I grew up with Morrowind, and returning to it has been incredible to say the least. I have this modded to look like what I remember, I have patch mods to fix potential issues, and I'm running it in OpenMW. I have not been immersed in an RPG like this in a very long time. That isn't to say no newer game is as immersive, but somehow this ticks all the boxes for making me lose myself in a game.
I started off in Seyda Need. I knew little to nothing about the world. I have no idea why as a prisoner I was released here. I'm exposed to a weird dialog system, it's more like a menu that gets more options unlocked as you select the items or gain favor with the person. It comes off more confusing than anything else initially, but wow did it quickly immerse me when I realized how hands off they were showing me this world is.
I don't know what to do in Seyda Neen. I get slight hints about the goings on of the area, and I don't need to pursue any of them.
Do you want to steal that awkwardly extremely expensive armor you see and use it or sell it? You can. Do you want to provoke villagers to attack you so you can legally kill them in front of guards and take all of their belongings and their house? Do it. Do you want to run off into the swamp and find caves to pillage? Yep do it.
It really made me stop thinking of "What do I need to do", and really just sparked my creativity. I started asking who I am in the world. Stealing is clearly lucrative, do I have morals? What is my characters in this world? I haven't been able to have that sort of feeling since I was a kid.
As I leveled, I asked myself the same question about my character. Am I a sly persuasive con-man? Do I want to pay for training to persuade people better? Do I want to be an Assassin? what would that entail? Casting spells to fly, walk on water, open doors, summon daggers? Or do I go the physical route and keep magic out of this?
My questions led me to the Mages Guild. The first town I saw that had them, they refused their services. They were polite (Unlike everyone else in the racist-filled world, love it actually), but stern that I needed to join their guild to have access to their services throughout the world.
So I made my way to Balmora to join them. Being greeted by someone who simply says "Yeah you're a Mages Guild member now", I now had an entire world to explore of increasing my rank to gain respect and more access, stories of competing guild members, and all of these free materials, finally free beds, it felt like my first family in such a hostile world. I see ways going forward of paying for training, buying tons of different spells, modifying them to be anything I want them to be, so much going on. The spells themselves open up entire worlds of possibilities. Not only can you make spells that explode the size of a city (I doubt this is intended, I just remember doing what my brother told me as a kid and it was more of an exploit). You can summons minions, you can fly, you can magically open doors, you can create badass conjured weapons on the fly, my imagination ran wild with every spell.
My review of this game has gone off the deep-end. I apologize for my rambling about my journeys, I'm just that ecstatic to find a game that grabs me in a way I haven't experienced since childhood. I 100% recommend this to anyone wanting to get absolutely lost in a massive world, I couldn't even guess what your experience will be like compared to mine.
That's it. Found out my childhood game is (In my nostalgia filled terrible opinion) as great as I remember and I'm very happy to be exploring it. I've replayed Oblivion and Skyrim many times, and maybe it's just that I've overplayed them, but they do not get my creative immersed brain going like Morrowind has.
2024.05.21 15:30 yer_boi_john Biker Group ID Help? - Staunton, 6th May, at around 6 PM
Hello everyone. I was riding back to Bristol from Shropshire on the bank holiday and I passed through a small area called Staunton near Gloucester. As I approached a small roundabout, there was a group of young bikers stopped on a large pavement, most of them in full leathers, and I think they all had sports bikes (did not see much as I was concentrating on the roundabout).
Anyway, as I was coming up to it, backpack heavily laden with camping stuff, one of the bikers was walking towards me down the road, and put his hands up in the air and shouted something. I shouted back "What?!" without slowing down, and he repeated himself enthusiastically "do a wheelie!", to which I replied "I don't know how!!" in confusion, and I turned right at a small roundabout and proceeded on my way.
I would've stopped and spoken to them for a bit, but I made the awful decision to pack all my camping shite on my backpack, rather than breaking out the saddle bags, so getting on and off the bike was a right chore, and I was pretty tired and just wanted to get home (and a bit hungover lol)
I know it's a bit of a long shot, but my question is:
Does anyone know who this group is? Or where I might be able to find out? I've looked on facebook for any groups and I don't think these people are part of any of those. I would really like to meet some local riders in my area who are in my age group, as all the groups I can find near me are usually a lot older (which is fine, I would just like to do meetups and hang out with people my age, as it seems to be weirdly rare from what I can tell (I'm 24)). I am planning on riding up there one of these days and just seeing if I can find them again and exchange info, but since that might prove a bit fruitless I just thought I'd ask in here first.
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Anyway, as I was coming up to it, backpack heavily laden with camping stuff, one of the bikers was walking towards me down the road, and put his hands up in the air and shouted something. I shouted back "What?!" without slowing down, and he repeated himself enthusiastically "do a wheelie!", to which I replied "I don't know how!!" in confusion, and I turned right at a small roundabout and proceeded on my way.
I would've stopped and spoken to them for a bit, but I made the awful decision to pack all my camping shite on my backpack, rather than breaking out the saddle bags, so getting on and off the bike was a right chore, and I was pretty tired and just wanted to get home (and a bit hungover lol)
I know it's a bit of a long shot, but my question is:
Does anyone know who this group is? Or where I might be able to find out? I've looked on facebook for any groups and I don't think these people are part of any of those. I would really like to meet some local riders in my area who are in my age group, as all the groups I can find near me are usually a lot older (which is fine, I would just like to do meetups and hang out with people my age, as it seems to be weirdly rare from what I can tell (I'm 24)). I am planning on riding up there one of these days and just seeing if I can find them again and exchange info, but since that might prove a bit fruitless I just thought I'd ask in here first.