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2024.05.22 01:17 poppypess Vote Claremont, Emmys Edition
 | This is late, but my friend and I went to the for-your-consideration event for RWRB. It was a trip. submitted by poppypess to redwhiteandroyalblue [link] [comments] But it was a work function first. Members of the TV Academy—and their plus-ones, if they received one—gathered in a studio in the sweaty belly button of Hollywood. If you were a normal Angeleno like u/sixfivesteve (the friend), you sat in your car blasting the AC while the valet line bumped forward one car length at a time. If you were from a walking city, you pushed past the slow-moving tourists, hoped the flies circling a mysterious stench didn’t lay eggs on you, and checked in with an attendant who wore a concerning amount of black for someone whose job was to stand in direct sun. There was a (life-changing) screening of the movie, a panel, and a reception. There was also retail politics. Here’s what happened. Whoever put together the playlist knew what they were doingThe vibe before the screening was jolly. There was a whole bathroom conversation about 1) therapeutic cannabis, because you’ve gotta, and 2) people everyone has run into.Ushers handed out mini-servings of popcorn that felt stingy as hell but were probably just nutritionist-recommended serving sizes. Steve grabbed candy and water that came in slightly less environmentally disastrous packaging than the stuff you’d get from most grocery stores. Whoever put together the playlist had done their homework, by which I mean they’ve spent time on the non-broey part of the internet. This is where I tell you that the event featured strip club music, by which I mean they played “Pony” by Ginuwine. Before and after the screening. It was as if whoever set up the playlist knew that some attendees’ brains—and bits—might explode, reconstitute themselves, and implode again under stimulus (the movie), work event be damned. The screening was a case for seeing movies in theaters for the sound. Because…You could hear the beginning of the blow job.You could hear the beginning of the blow job. You could hear the beginning of the blow job. In the space of about a second, I went from living in a world in which that scene had a lil’ zipper sound to one where the zip was followed by a flat, wet drag. The sound had texture. It almost had temperature. Y’all, I am forever changed. Always see movies in the theater. Nolan, Tarantino, et al have talked about this. They’re right. Listen to this man before he teaches you a lesson. Something else I’d seen but never before heard while watching the movie in home setups: Bea says “no!” when Henry declines Alex’s call in the meeting with Philip, Tommy, and other palace staff. She doesn’t just mouth it. Her interjection interrupts Philip mid-sentence, who glares at her and says, “As I was saying…” It’s also just fun to hear the audience’s reactions. Some of the laugh lines:
Speaking of sexual, the crowd held its breath during the sex scenes. Emmy voters have watched plenty of sex scenes with their colleagues, but after the bravely-repressing-a-wobble acknowledgement of I owe you an explanation, after ~very bad things~ in Alex's room, after the phrase “make love”—which deserves to be not just roasted but incinerated—the Paris sex scene was…relief? Revel? Revelation? Look at me trying to talk around the effect the scene (may have) had on the room. People were off-gassing oxytocin. Estradiol. Testosterone. Since it was a work event, the weight and texture of the hush was what you’d get if everyone on a group camping trip was trying to discreetly watch porn. (To paraphrase the dad from Easy A, high-end porn—for governors and athletes, but porn nonetheless.) But I project. Uma Thurman did an Ariana Huffington laugh during the panelI laughed and laughed and laughed.What should I say about the panel? That everyone’s features were somehow both full and sharp enough to thin-slice the cured meat of your choice? That Taylor Zakhar-Perez made a small breeze every time he blinked? That Nicholas Galitzine was a diffident dumpling? That Uma Thurman was an intellect? That Rachel Hilson was lithe and and fresh-faced and ready for any cosmetics campaign you threw at her—which, incidentally, has always described Uma Thurman? That Matthew López was extremely cute? That Greg Berlanti was the dad/uncle some of your friends wanted as a mentor and others had wholesome crushes on? That Sarah Schechter was the friend’s cool older sister made good? That if you put the RWRB cast into an early Almodóvar movie, the result would be credible? Whatever I can say about the panel, you can get more straightforward coverage and footage of it elsewhere, including this subreddit. (Check out the post from the woman who got so horny from watching the movie that she started going after her husband nonstop.) I did a search on Tumblr for “RWRB FYC panel” for you. You’ll get Galitzine saying “the throes of love.” You’ll get TZP talking about matcha. You’ll get Casey McQuiston—that perfectly cast nonbinary creator-god of the RWRB universe—describing their brush with psychological collapse when TZP tried to have a conversation with them while in costume as Alex Claremont-Diaz. Enjoy. The campaign trail is paved with selfiesCampaigning for nominations—and eventually, awards—is not so different from running for public office. The panel ended and everyone was set loose on the panelists and the “immersive for-your-consideration experience.” (Sure.)Getting to the cater waiters to pinch mini-tacos, meh crabcakes, fish and chips with tartar sauce instead of vinegar (why?), and tiny cake cubes was like wading upstream. The crowd was moving in the opposite direction. Why? …oh. Galitzine was taking photos with people. Elsewhere in the immersive whositwhatsit, TZP was doing the same thing with a swarm of his own. https://preview.redd.it/rkp916mxzu1d1.jpg?width=1818&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e01a4cf99ae5163c766e8bc284f219526b450e3a https://preview.redd.it/hzco2eev4v1d1.png?width=750&format=png&auto=webp&s=922d4d097f214d4bb9a5747de05b76cfe579d23b I’d thought they were on display during the panel, but no. This was what they were there for. They were there to shake hands, talk shop briefly—with occasional promises to follow up later—and take selfies. The reward for all this would (theoretically) be nominations and votes. This was a campaign stop. On-theme for RWRB. Cue montage of Alex Claremont-Diaz making fundraising calls. Can you get a charley horse in your face? I bet the actors had them, but that’s campaign life. Forward Together and all that. Matthew López and the producers wandered the floor. At one point, I heard Casey McQuiston tell a small group about how they didn’t have any particular in with agents or publishers. It often is about flinging yourself out there, whatever you want to do. A vote for RWRB is a vote for softness (stop reading here to avoid egghead content)While we’re speaking in campaign terms, who and what is RWRB for? It’s for people who love love. It’s for people who love fun—who are fun, dammit. It’s for people with uomosexual tendencies (uomo = Italian for “man”). It’s for the occasional lucky straight guy. Most of all, it’s a refuge from straight-guy culture.Here’s what I mean. The two RWRB panels and the Roast of Tom Brady happened in the same week-long time frame. If you’re reading this, you’re almost definitely in the tank with RWRB. The Roast is straight-guy culture cranked up to eleventy billion by comparison. If we go by the Roast, straight-guy culture looks like big men the color of medium-rare steak yelling dick jokes from the dais—but using the less funny and more aggressive and self-regarding “cock” instead. It looks like Gronk pretending he can’t read and using Kim Kardashian’s genitalia to make a beef pun. It looks like Nikki Glaser, the token straight-woman comedian, being a good sport while the men in attendance called her ugly. Don’t get me wrong. I watched and laughed. A good dick joke takes skill, and some of them were damn good. I even thought Julian Edelman was hot for 20 minutes. But the tonal difference between the Roast and the RWRB event—to say nothing of RWRB itself—was jarring. Straight-guy masculine culture is so committed to not being soft. Don’t go soft is basically its motto. Meanwhile, RWRB is about—among other things—softness. Henry Car-Crash-of-Last-Names gives the object of his attraction the up-and-down, but in a way that’s more endearing than objectifying. He doesn’t do the hard stare. He’s all-in on Byron, Austen, Zadie Smith, and…Streisand. Unlike Gronk, Henry can read, and he reads with relish. So does Alex, of course. The American is sweet and proactive. When he develops feelings for a friend with (many) benefits, he’s matter-of-fact about it and doesn’t get defensive or evade his emotions. In other words, Alex and Henry’s masculinity is soft. Soft masculinity acknowledges the dimensions of a person beyond how well they can slam into other men (sporty or sexual) or women (sexual). For a lot of people, soft masculinity is a fantasy and a gift. It can be a gift to anyone. Look at Steve. He finds that version of masculinity intoxicating, even as someone who’s already a winner of the masculinity lottery, at least as defined by large parts of straight-guy culture. He’s white and tall and strong and has hoes (houses), not in every area code—sorry, rappers who talk about that kind of thing—but some good ones. He loves RWRB. Everything about it. (Lest you thirsty beasts start having big thoughts about him, he’s married.) Steve even inserted himself into the height contest/debate Galitzine and TZP sometimes have for lulz. He had a “you’re wearing lifts” conversation of his own. Not with TZP. With Galitzine, who joked about wearing lifts himself. It was still not enough to top Steve. (How funny would it be if this is when I reveal that Steve is Conan O’Brien? To be clear, he’s not. Besides, Conan O’Brien is sixfourconan.) — — — — The next night, while Steve and I were still catatonic from staying up until alarming hours, another panel took place in front of a crowd of people who didn’t need to consider anything about RWRB. They were already real-ass, excited fans who saw Alex and Henry—and for some of them, Galitzine and TZP—as secular saints of cheerful-romantic-triumphant horniness. Avatars of the kinds of guys you could have a crush on in middle- and high school without raising alarms (unless you were a boy being raised by homophobes, in which case I’m sorry). The audience on that second night got the news of a sequel from Matthew López, who spoke directly to them from the stage. They cheered and whooped and began their vigil for round two. Sí, se puede. |
2024.05.22 01:17 Fit-Indication-2268 Saw a recurring client inquiring for a new pet sitter on Facebook
Hello everyone, I just want to know how you would go about it. I have a recurring client who is super sweet and their pup is super sweet as well. The only thing they were wary of was their pup getting into higher places like a couch or bed but other than that, super low maintenance.
Anyways, I was scrolling through Facebook and saw an inquiry into one of the pet groups that I just recently joined and thought the dog in the picture looked familiar so I stopped and read the post. It was asking for any suggestions if anyone can recommend any good pet sitters. Upon reading the entire thing, I saw that it was definitely the dog's mom. Should I go and message her and see if there's anything that I did that didn't meet her expectations (and then I guess mention that I saw her post) or should I just let it be and consider it a lost?
I'm just a bit heartbroken since this family is super sweet and I'm not entirely sure what I did wrong for them to be looking for someone else. It did feel like she was a bit "cold" and was in a hurry to leave when they picked up their dog last weekend. And for their post to be so close to the last time I saw them, I definitely feel like something went wrong that I didn't realize. Any advice on how to move forward?
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Anyways, I was scrolling through Facebook and saw an inquiry into one of the pet groups that I just recently joined and thought the dog in the picture looked familiar so I stopped and read the post. It was asking for any suggestions if anyone can recommend any good pet sitters. Upon reading the entire thing, I saw that it was definitely the dog's mom. Should I go and message her and see if there's anything that I did that didn't meet her expectations (and then I guess mention that I saw her post) or should I just let it be and consider it a lost?
I'm just a bit heartbroken since this family is super sweet and I'm not entirely sure what I did wrong for them to be looking for someone else. It did feel like she was a bit "cold" and was in a hurry to leave when they picked up their dog last weekend. And for their post to be so close to the last time I saw them, I definitely feel like something went wrong that I didn't realize. Any advice on how to move forward?
2024.05.22 01:11 jiyiwuajajaj am i selfish? advise me pls
(sorry, english is not my first language, aaaand little mention of domestic violence) I (16F) feel a little bit selfish sometimes cuz ive been ignoring all my fathers attempts to reconnect in a healthy way. here is some context:
i used to live with 5 people, 6 counting me, my great grandmother (deceased) my grandmother, mom, dad and big brother, my mom and dad used to fight a lot, they usually did it because of the way dad treated bro and me, i dont want to write the whole backstory of my dad but in a few words, his childhood was terrible, he was poor and her mom (like the real latina mom that she is) raised him and his sibling in a more old-fashioned way, so my dad was (I still believe he is) a very violent person, like fighting every single person that would say something about my uncles or his economical situation. So, he used to threaten us that he would hit us, mostly me (from what I remember, honestly, I dont have many positives memories of my childhood) but it never went beyond a few slaps in my legs, back or head, i mean, it could have been worse and even using objects to hit me yk? well this and many other actions made my great grandmother defend us, and this made my mother reproach my father more, so their fights continued. so blabla one day they were fighting, my mom kicked my dad out of the house and since I was a daddy's girl I hated my mom for a while and my dad (like the fucking manipulative man that he is) played victim and said that my mom, grandma and great grandma were bad people and more stupid things, so now you can understand the type of person he is, WELL HE CAME BACK, mom, what was on your mind???? and well the same shit happened ok THIS IS IMPORTANT STAY WITH ME:
I don't really remember what happened, but of course my great grandmother was discussing with my dad, then my grandma enter in scene and okay I don't really know I was like 10 at moment(ik im 16 but I have a really bad memory :b) but my dad said something like "I hope she die soon" (he was referring to my great grandma) and ofc my grandma went crazy and my mom was discussing too and oh surprise bye daddy nooo why does he have to left THERE WAS PURE CHAOS IN MY HOUSE OH GOD. my mom (A NON VIOLENT PERSON) almost slapped my brother like, for the anger she was living in that moment (I mean who doesn't) and well I was crying and yeah, that was the last time my dad set a foot in this house.
In the next years (this was 2019 OH I FORGOT SOMETHING my great grandmother died a few months after my dad left, so my grandma HATES my dad like she can't even look at him, but anyway my great grandmother was 93 I believe when she left us and she had a lot illnesses so I hope shes doing better somewhere) well in like, 2020 to 2022 I had a "good" relationship with my dad, but he always did this like, he stopped talking to me, and obviously a little girl need her father so at the moment I needed him he came back to me and stuff, well this kind of relationship we got, aaaand he was maybe questionable with big bro cuz he said thing like "oh yeah when you have children and be happy with your wife and kids this is what is going to happen to you" like bitch bffr how can you tell YOUR SON that??? it's so disrespectful, and with me well he always said "when you grow older you're going to understand this" ofc I understood it long time ago.
so now, last year and this year, I haven't talked to him, I don't want to, he really hurt me and idk why he can't fucking understand the level of damage? like you're the fucking adult bitch be serious, he always behaved like a little child, I realized many thing at 14 and my dad stills seeing me like the little girl that one time used to love him (omg im gonna cry) I would really love to have a good relationship with him and be the same like we were when I was a kid, but my therapist told me that if a person with his age (52 I think) doesn't change his behavior, and says "no I change, I'm a new person now" it's because he's not going to change never, and he really proven it so many times.
i stayed with that, with the pain in my heart but it's the best for me and my mental health, now my dad is a believer (always has been but now is like more) and I think he is going to therapy, of course he wants to reconnect with me and it's valid, but i don't want to, i dont want him to hurt me again, he is like negativity to me, and im really stressed and my head spins with everything happening in my life (my gf, my school, friends, economical situation, my study tour, etc). he stills texting me everyday hoping that someday im going to respond, but im not, or at least, not for now.
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i used to live with 5 people, 6 counting me, my great grandmother (deceased) my grandmother, mom, dad and big brother, my mom and dad used to fight a lot, they usually did it because of the way dad treated bro and me, i dont want to write the whole backstory of my dad but in a few words, his childhood was terrible, he was poor and her mom (like the real latina mom that she is) raised him and his sibling in a more old-fashioned way, so my dad was (I still believe he is) a very violent person, like fighting every single person that would say something about my uncles or his economical situation. So, he used to threaten us that he would hit us, mostly me (from what I remember, honestly, I dont have many positives memories of my childhood) but it never went beyond a few slaps in my legs, back or head, i mean, it could have been worse and even using objects to hit me yk? well this and many other actions made my great grandmother defend us, and this made my mother reproach my father more, so their fights continued. so blabla one day they were fighting, my mom kicked my dad out of the house and since I was a daddy's girl I hated my mom for a while and my dad (like the fucking manipulative man that he is) played victim and said that my mom, grandma and great grandma were bad people and more stupid things, so now you can understand the type of person he is, WELL HE CAME BACK, mom, what was on your mind???? and well the same shit happened ok THIS IS IMPORTANT STAY WITH ME:
I don't really remember what happened, but of course my great grandmother was discussing with my dad, then my grandma enter in scene and okay I don't really know I was like 10 at moment(ik im 16 but I have a really bad memory :b) but my dad said something like "I hope she die soon" (he was referring to my great grandma) and ofc my grandma went crazy and my mom was discussing too and oh surprise bye daddy nooo why does he have to left THERE WAS PURE CHAOS IN MY HOUSE OH GOD. my mom (A NON VIOLENT PERSON) almost slapped my brother like, for the anger she was living in that moment (I mean who doesn't) and well I was crying and yeah, that was the last time my dad set a foot in this house.
In the next years (this was 2019 OH I FORGOT SOMETHING my great grandmother died a few months after my dad left, so my grandma HATES my dad like she can't even look at him, but anyway my great grandmother was 93 I believe when she left us and she had a lot illnesses so I hope shes doing better somewhere) well in like, 2020 to 2022 I had a "good" relationship with my dad, but he always did this like, he stopped talking to me, and obviously a little girl need her father so at the moment I needed him he came back to me and stuff, well this kind of relationship we got, aaaand he was maybe questionable with big bro cuz he said thing like "oh yeah when you have children and be happy with your wife and kids this is what is going to happen to you" like bitch bffr how can you tell YOUR SON that??? it's so disrespectful, and with me well he always said "when you grow older you're going to understand this" ofc I understood it long time ago.
so now, last year and this year, I haven't talked to him, I don't want to, he really hurt me and idk why he can't fucking understand the level of damage? like you're the fucking adult bitch be serious, he always behaved like a little child, I realized many thing at 14 and my dad stills seeing me like the little girl that one time used to love him (omg im gonna cry) I would really love to have a good relationship with him and be the same like we were when I was a kid, but my therapist told me that if a person with his age (52 I think) doesn't change his behavior, and says "no I change, I'm a new person now" it's because he's not going to change never, and he really proven it so many times.
i stayed with that, with the pain in my heart but it's the best for me and my mental health, now my dad is a believer (always has been but now is like more) and I think he is going to therapy, of course he wants to reconnect with me and it's valid, but i don't want to, i dont want him to hurt me again, he is like negativity to me, and im really stressed and my head spins with everything happening in my life (my gf, my school, friends, economical situation, my study tour, etc). he stills texting me everyday hoping that someday im going to respond, but im not, or at least, not for now.
2024.05.22 01:03 deviouselegance Has anyone read a fanfiction that stuck most to you?
For me, it's Tired Tired Sea in AO3. That fic changed my life SO MUCH, it's so beautifully written. I remember crying while reading the last few pages of it, especially the letters scene. It's so good. I also loved It Started With A Selfie in Wattpad because it was so funny. However, the author suddenly disappeared as I was reading, but I'd still be a delulu and check on it every year for updates. How about you guys? What fanfiction stuck most to you?
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2024.05.22 01:01 klownbonnie1 A confusing thing I’ve noticed while collecting
I haven’t been collecting long at all. Roughly 2 years, which is a fraction of the time most people in this hobby has been collecting. Recently I’ve noticed this weird trend with pricing.
I’m not here to complain about pricing or anything. I know that’s a tired complaint in these circles.
Usually, it’s far cheaper to collect locally then buy online for these types of hobbies. Funkos, trading cards, you name it. Usually it’s always cheaper to buy from Facebook Marketplace or Goodwill. You may not always get the best condition, but usually buying locally is far cheaper than eBay or Mercari.
However, the past year, everything I find locally is twice if not more than you can buy it from eBay with shipping included.
I found Super Mario Land 2 for the Gameboy is pretty beat up condition for $55 and Michael Jackson on the Wii for $60 at Goodwill the other day. Video game stores up-charge a good 20% on even the cheap, unwanted license crap. I found Shrek 4 on the Wii at a local game store for $35. I found someone selling tons of used games on Facebook and for most of their stock they were charging an extra $10-$15. (The worst being Zelda Link To The Past for $65) On the games I found to be fairly priced, I wanted 18 of them. I asked if he’d offer a discount since I’m buying quite a few and he said no. I still bought a few from him, but still.
I’m genuinely not upset or anything. Collecting for me is about patience and trying to find the best deals. Finding a game you’ve been hunting for at a good bargain is the best feeling in this hobby. I just find it so odd. Do these games even sell for those prices? Do people not do research on the items they’re buying? Or do they prefer to pay twice as much to have the item now instead of waiting for shipping?
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I’m not here to complain about pricing or anything. I know that’s a tired complaint in these circles.
Usually, it’s far cheaper to collect locally then buy online for these types of hobbies. Funkos, trading cards, you name it. Usually it’s always cheaper to buy from Facebook Marketplace or Goodwill. You may not always get the best condition, but usually buying locally is far cheaper than eBay or Mercari.
However, the past year, everything I find locally is twice if not more than you can buy it from eBay with shipping included.
I found Super Mario Land 2 for the Gameboy is pretty beat up condition for $55 and Michael Jackson on the Wii for $60 at Goodwill the other day. Video game stores up-charge a good 20% on even the cheap, unwanted license crap. I found Shrek 4 on the Wii at a local game store for $35. I found someone selling tons of used games on Facebook and for most of their stock they were charging an extra $10-$15. (The worst being Zelda Link To The Past for $65) On the games I found to be fairly priced, I wanted 18 of them. I asked if he’d offer a discount since I’m buying quite a few and he said no. I still bought a few from him, but still.
I’m genuinely not upset or anything. Collecting for me is about patience and trying to find the best deals. Finding a game you’ve been hunting for at a good bargain is the best feeling in this hobby. I just find it so odd. Do these games even sell for those prices? Do people not do research on the items they’re buying? Or do they prefer to pay twice as much to have the item now instead of waiting for shipping?
2024.05.22 00:58 LadyMinks Is there any way I could find someone's address?
I know I sound like a massive stalker in the title, but I promise I am not. I can prove I actually know, and am on good terms with, this woman if I have to.
Backstory;
About 10 years ago I(28f) made a penpall, named Paula. There was this meme on 9GAG about penpalls, and this idiot (I wanna say James?) posted his address in the comments (somewhere in Yorkshire), saying he was open for penpalls. Back then I was studying to become an English teacher (in the Netherlands, where I'm from/still living), and was compelled to write a letter.
So I wrote one, and on the back of the envelope, I wrote something along the lines of: 'if you're not James, some idiot put your address in a 9GAG comment.'
Well, turns out James was away for the weekend and his housemates were freaking out about the pile of clearly handwritten letters showing up (I've always imagined a Harry Potter situation with the hogwarts letters in my mind). Apparently I was the only one to have mentioned anything on the envelope, so they opened mine. I got a message from one of his housemates, Paula, explaining the situation. She mentioned James had gotten a bunch of letters and would have all the penpals he'd need for the rest of his life , and if I'd like to be penpalls with her instead.
We exchanged letters for a while, mental health got in my way and we lost touch.
I've been thinking about her a lot lately, and I would love to surprise her with a letter. I hardly use Facebook, but apparently we're still friends and she seems quite active. So I could totally ask her for her address, as I assume she no longer lives in the same house as 8 years ago. But I'd really love to surprise her instead.
While i don't want to put out too much information about her out here on Reddit, I think her fiance is called Jake, and they're somewhere in Yorkshire, somewhere near Leeds.
I'm just wondering if i could find her address with her name (first and last) and the area? Her last name is uncommon, as she's not originally from the UK.
Again, I can prove (Facebook messenger screenshots) that I know her, that I am not bothering her, and that we were friends
Apologies if I'm in the wrong subreddit for this and I'd totally understand if this would get removed.
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Backstory;
About 10 years ago I(28f) made a penpall, named Paula. There was this meme on 9GAG about penpalls, and this idiot (I wanna say James?) posted his address in the comments (somewhere in Yorkshire), saying he was open for penpalls. Back then I was studying to become an English teacher (in the Netherlands, where I'm from/still living), and was compelled to write a letter.
So I wrote one, and on the back of the envelope, I wrote something along the lines of: 'if you're not James, some idiot put your address in a 9GAG comment.'
Well, turns out James was away for the weekend and his housemates were freaking out about the pile of clearly handwritten letters showing up (I've always imagined a Harry Potter situation with the hogwarts letters in my mind). Apparently I was the only one to have mentioned anything on the envelope, so they opened mine. I got a message from one of his housemates, Paula, explaining the situation. She mentioned James had gotten a bunch of letters and would have all the penpals he'd need for the rest of his life , and if I'd like to be penpalls with her instead.
We exchanged letters for a while, mental health got in my way and we lost touch.
I've been thinking about her a lot lately, and I would love to surprise her with a letter. I hardly use Facebook, but apparently we're still friends and she seems quite active. So I could totally ask her for her address, as I assume she no longer lives in the same house as 8 years ago. But I'd really love to surprise her instead.
While i don't want to put out too much information about her out here on Reddit, I think her fiance is called Jake, and they're somewhere in Yorkshire, somewhere near Leeds.
I'm just wondering if i could find her address with her name (first and last) and the area? Her last name is uncommon, as she's not originally from the UK.
Again, I can prove (Facebook messenger screenshots) that I know her, that I am not bothering her, and that we were friends
Apologies if I'm in the wrong subreddit for this and I'd totally understand if this would get removed.
2024.05.22 00:56 DaDeucesWild Advice on buying “tubs of legos”.
So I’m fairly new to the Lego game (only a couple months) but have found that I like putting them together and taking them apart etc. Have always thought buying a bunch in bulk would be fun, but what is the best thing to do after that? Like, is there an app where you can take pics and it will tell you what sets you can build with those Legos etc? I’ve bought a couple of sets used on Facebook and then discovered they were missing pieces, so I’ve gotten on BrickLink and ordered the replacements. Is it common for a tub to have 3 or 4 misc sets in them, you just have to figure out what sets they are and what pieces go with which? Also, I see people listing bulk legos by the pound. What’s a good price point for those. Thanks in advance and sorry for all the questions!
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2024.05.22 00:53 Main_Tax7542 My (20M) exgf (20F) is coming to pick up mail, I want to fix things still. What is the most mature way to handle this?
My(I am 20M and she is 20F) ex girlfriend is coming to my place to pick up some mail concerning things from the government because she doesn’t have an address in the US that she can use for mail at the moment. I don’t mind letting her use it. We were together for 2 years.
To sum up our relationship, amazing first year and was perfect especially with senior year of highschool in the middle of it, afterwards I developed really selfish and narcissistic tendencies and I hurt her by making her feel unimportant. I know what I did and I want to be how I was in the beginning again. But anyways, after that, two months ago we broke up. She checked in on me and we had a couple stays together, slept together, and I thought I could fix things but she told me she didn’t want me to be there for her, she wants to be herself and be independent, and she doesn’t want me to be there except for our cat-child that I raised with her towards the end of our relationship.
Now after all that i see she’s getting important mail and I never got to tell her that I’m going to change and that I realized I was selfish and a narcissistic asshole. I want to say that I will be the person I was before because I know that’s who I am truly inside.
As for why i became that way, I prioritized a career over her and I also let my ex girl best friend (my age) know way too much about our relationship and I talked to her too fluently. I’ve erased those things from my life realizing just how important she was and I’m going to keep it that way no matter what.
With the last interactions me and this girl had, the last two visits I feel like I showed profoundly that I wanted to fix things because she’s extremely precious to me and she herself told me I was doing really well, and then she hit me with that “I don’t want a relationship.” “I can’t be in a relationship with you.” She named reasons like I don’t actually miss her, just her presence, I just want the old version of her, saying that I somewhere said I can’t be as good as I was for her in the beginning..
All things I’m not sure were accurate at all but I understand that her experience with me is entirely influential about how she thinks I feel.
To get back to the point, she’s coming to see me for a split second for the mail, I’ve been in no contact for 2weeks and had to break it for this, but I want to do something.
As foolish as it sounds and my friends told me I shouldn’t but I want to get her a gift, some flowers, and I have letters I want to give her and give her the freedom of taking and reading them if she wants to, letters about my reflection of my mistakes and how much I want her back, what I want to change and etc. Things of that nature. And of course say things about my narcissism and that I’m working on it. She told me she misses the old me and I know that’s who I really am, I’d do anything to show her that. I was a selfless lover who truly loved her and I regret everything.
Should I give that to her? To clarify, I really don’t want anything from her at all. If anything it’s just an act of affection for damn near no reason and then the letters I hope she reads and understands that I want to change, whether she reconsiders the relationship or not. I’m going to keep no contact afterwards anyway..
But I’m on the fence about it because while I don’t think she’ll take it as a broken boundary, and I’m scared that she might just be waiting for me to show signs of change or effort or anything. I’m scared doing NOTHING is actually the wrong choice.
Any advice at all is appreciated. I really want things to work out with her, the problems in our relationship are being worked on, on my end and I’m taking responsibility for everything that happened, but I still want to make logical and respectful decisions. I just feel like this risk is worth it, I believe having loved over not loving at all is greater than not loving given the opportunity to..
Sorry for the Yapping session.
(P.S I’ve realized I get immature in these situations and I’m getting advice here to make sure I do the right thing because I want that to change too.)
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To sum up our relationship, amazing first year and was perfect especially with senior year of highschool in the middle of it, afterwards I developed really selfish and narcissistic tendencies and I hurt her by making her feel unimportant. I know what I did and I want to be how I was in the beginning again. But anyways, after that, two months ago we broke up. She checked in on me and we had a couple stays together, slept together, and I thought I could fix things but she told me she didn’t want me to be there for her, she wants to be herself and be independent, and she doesn’t want me to be there except for our cat-child that I raised with her towards the end of our relationship.
Now after all that i see she’s getting important mail and I never got to tell her that I’m going to change and that I realized I was selfish and a narcissistic asshole. I want to say that I will be the person I was before because I know that’s who I am truly inside.
As for why i became that way, I prioritized a career over her and I also let my ex girl best friend (my age) know way too much about our relationship and I talked to her too fluently. I’ve erased those things from my life realizing just how important she was and I’m going to keep it that way no matter what.
With the last interactions me and this girl had, the last two visits I feel like I showed profoundly that I wanted to fix things because she’s extremely precious to me and she herself told me I was doing really well, and then she hit me with that “I don’t want a relationship.” “I can’t be in a relationship with you.” She named reasons like I don’t actually miss her, just her presence, I just want the old version of her, saying that I somewhere said I can’t be as good as I was for her in the beginning..
All things I’m not sure were accurate at all but I understand that her experience with me is entirely influential about how she thinks I feel.
To get back to the point, she’s coming to see me for a split second for the mail, I’ve been in no contact for 2weeks and had to break it for this, but I want to do something.
As foolish as it sounds and my friends told me I shouldn’t but I want to get her a gift, some flowers, and I have letters I want to give her and give her the freedom of taking and reading them if she wants to, letters about my reflection of my mistakes and how much I want her back, what I want to change and etc. Things of that nature. And of course say things about my narcissism and that I’m working on it. She told me she misses the old me and I know that’s who I really am, I’d do anything to show her that. I was a selfless lover who truly loved her and I regret everything.
Should I give that to her? To clarify, I really don’t want anything from her at all. If anything it’s just an act of affection for damn near no reason and then the letters I hope she reads and understands that I want to change, whether she reconsiders the relationship or not. I’m going to keep no contact afterwards anyway..
But I’m on the fence about it because while I don’t think she’ll take it as a broken boundary, and I’m scared that she might just be waiting for me to show signs of change or effort or anything. I’m scared doing NOTHING is actually the wrong choice.
Any advice at all is appreciated. I really want things to work out with her, the problems in our relationship are being worked on, on my end and I’m taking responsibility for everything that happened, but I still want to make logical and respectful decisions. I just feel like this risk is worth it, I believe having loved over not loving at all is greater than not loving given the opportunity to..
Sorry for the Yapping session.
(P.S I’ve realized I get immature in these situations and I’m getting advice here to make sure I do the right thing because I want that to change too.)
2024.05.22 00:52 PIHKAL_714 Belittling Bromides and Banalities
I Don’t Understand Why You Haven’t Found Another Job By Now
You’ll be fineYou're being too picky
Don't be so proud, aim lower
Time for a side hustle
Time for a career change
Tailor your resume for each job
Good cover letters go a long way
Age-proof your resume
Softer light does wonders on a videoconference
Next time pay someone to color your hair
Botox has never been cheaper
Try removing your Doctorate from your resume
Enjoy your time off
2024.05.22 00:51 Patient-Piccolo-3901 Advice on disclosing domestic abuse situation to explain poor grades in first few years (strong upward trend)?
I am sorry for another GPA explanation SOP post, but I could use some advice.
I have a very mentally ill parent that resulted in our home environment being very abusive and traumatic and this had a big impact on me growing up and the first two years of university when I was living in and out of home (due to financial difficulty I struggled to afford rent on my own). My first two years of university are TRASH. I mean fail, withdrawal, absent fail etc. I'm a first-gen student and had no idea how to seek help. I have been in therapy for years and I'm very happy and functional now. I turned it around, got almost straight As in my final two years, then got into medical school, now I'm on leave from my MD program (in Australia) to do an MSc in Biomedical Data Science in the US and appy to PhDs as I realized I wanted to focus on basic research not clinical in MS1.
Here are my credentials. I'm applying to bioengineering and neuroscience PhD programs with a very detailed list of labs highly aligned to my interests in cities where I want to live and where my long-term partner can work (Stanford, UCSF, UCB, Yale, Mt Sinai, Columbia, MIT, European Molecular Biology Laboratory).
Grades:
CGPA (including MSc first-year coursework): 3.25
Final Two Years of Undergrad: 3.85
Major GPA: 3.88
Masters GPA: 4.0
Education:
BSc in Genetics from top Australian university
Completed MS1 of MD and going to withdraw in good academic standing (Pass/Fail School) from top Australian university
MSc in Biomedical Data Science from US T10 school
Research Experience:
2 months functional genomics research in undergrad cut short by pandemic lockdown (~15 h/w)
1 year synthetic biology/genetic engineering research in undergrad (~20 h/w)
1 year in-vivo and in-vitro neuro-epigenetics/neural stem cell research during MS1 (~20 h/w)
1 year bioinformatics/computational biology research for master's thesis (~30 h/w)
Publications/Presentations:
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I have a very mentally ill parent that resulted in our home environment being very abusive and traumatic and this had a big impact on me growing up and the first two years of university when I was living in and out of home (due to financial difficulty I struggled to afford rent on my own). My first two years of university are TRASH. I mean fail, withdrawal, absent fail etc. I'm a first-gen student and had no idea how to seek help. I have been in therapy for years and I'm very happy and functional now. I turned it around, got almost straight As in my final two years, then got into medical school, now I'm on leave from my MD program (in Australia) to do an MSc in Biomedical Data Science in the US and appy to PhDs as I realized I wanted to focus on basic research not clinical in MS1.
Here are my credentials. I'm applying to bioengineering and neuroscience PhD programs with a very detailed list of labs highly aligned to my interests in cities where I want to live and where my long-term partner can work (Stanford, UCSF, UCB, Yale, Mt Sinai, Columbia, MIT, European Molecular Biology Laboratory).
Grades:
CGPA (including MSc first-year coursework): 3.25
Final Two Years of Undergrad: 3.85
Major GPA: 3.88
Masters GPA: 4.0
Education:
BSc in Genetics from top Australian university
Completed MS1 of MD and going to withdraw in good academic standing (Pass/Fail School) from top Australian university
MSc in Biomedical Data Science from US T10 school
Research Experience:
2 months functional genomics research in undergrad cut short by pandemic lockdown (~15 h/w)
1 year synthetic biology/genetic engineering research in undergrad (~20 h/w)
1 year in-vivo and in-vitro neuro-epigenetics/neural stem cell research during MS1 (~20 h/w)
1 year bioinformatics/computational biology research for master's thesis (~30 h/w)
Publications/Presentations:
- 1 mid-author neuroscience publication in high impact journal
- 1 synthetic biology conference presentation in undergrad
- Preparing paper submission and conference poster resulting from master's thesis
- I co-founded a biomedical machine learning startup and successfully raised a seed round from VC funds in the Bay Area (leaving this due to wanting to pursue more technical depth in bioengineering)
- Worked as a science and technology communications adviser for government (managed investment announcements in bio research)
- Received US-based scholarship to study MSc
- 2 quite strong recommendations from PIs from MS1 (PIs sent to me for input and there is lots of focus on my passion/drive, ability to identify road-blocks and postulate soutions, work ethic etc)
- Hopefully strong recommendation from US Masters supervisor PI
- Can get a rec from Masters prof who I will be TA'ing for (got 100% in his class)
2024.05.22 00:49 Motor_Banana7586 I Ruin Everything I Touch
The love of my life left me for her ex with whom she has a child (she told me it was for the childs welfare). A few weeks later I saw her on a dating app, confirming my suspicions that I just wasn't good enough. I broke down after that and wrote a love letter / suicide note and sent it to her. At this point I don't want to die, but I made such a big deal about this that I feel like I might as well commit (pun not intended). The shitty thing is, I still love her more than anything. I would do anything to have her back in my arms, see her smile, hear her laugh, and feel her warmth again. I hate myself so much for this. Probably not going to kill myself, but felt like I wanted to share this anyways. Maybe someone will laugh at it or something.
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2024.05.22 00:44 Cxddlxs_xoxo what does a referral letter for HRT need?
hello! im not sure where to ask so i thought this could be a good place.
i am a 16 year old trans girl, going to a clinic on thursday, and they can start me on estrogen. i have been on blockers for 2 years. the clinic said they wanted a referral letter from my therapist about this. im just unsure of what needs to be said in the letter. thank you in advance 🫶
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i am a 16 year old trans girl, going to a clinic on thursday, and they can start me on estrogen. i have been on blockers for 2 years. the clinic said they wanted a referral letter from my therapist about this. im just unsure of what needs to be said in the letter. thank you in advance 🫶
2024.05.22 00:39 Wise_Medicine547 looking for first motorcycle.
Hi, I'm looking for a good beginner motorcycle, never road before just cars. I am just looking for something I can buy locally used for around $2,000 like off of facebook marketplace or craigslist. I'm 6 feet tall, about 300 pounds but my goal is to lose some weight before I buy something. I've always liked the look of Kawasaki Ninjas and classic Harley's, but like I said I am not looking for them specifically just something for a beginner that's never road before. Thanks
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2024.05.22 00:38 apostate_adah Sorry/not sorry to the BYUI employee
I graduated from BYUI (🤮🤦🏻♀️). So of course they like to send me emails and letters asking for donations. I got a flyer yesterday 🙄 it had a QR code to their site, so I followed it hoping (but not really expecting) I'd be able to remove my name from their mailing list somehow. Of course there are only a variety of options to give them money and nothing else.
However there was a chat button. I clicked it and there wasn't a live chat available at the moment so it gave me an option to send a message. So I took the opportunity to say the following:
"I received a flyer asking for a donation to BYUI. Please remove me from your mailing list. I have no interest in donating money to a school named after a known racist and polygamist, and especially when the organization ("church") who owns the school has over 150 BILLION dollars. Honestly, the harm your school has done to the LGBTQ community is enough for me to never donate again. Your propaganda is not welcome in my home or my mailbox ever again."
Not that it will do anything. I'll probably keep getting these in the mail. My message won't be passed along to the actual people who need to hear it. Maybe it will plant a seed to the poor college kid working that job who read the message, or not.
But it still felt good to send it 😇
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However there was a chat button. I clicked it and there wasn't a live chat available at the moment so it gave me an option to send a message. So I took the opportunity to say the following:
"I received a flyer asking for a donation to BYUI. Please remove me from your mailing list. I have no interest in donating money to a school named after a known racist and polygamist, and especially when the organization ("church") who owns the school has over 150 BILLION dollars. Honestly, the harm your school has done to the LGBTQ community is enough for me to never donate again. Your propaganda is not welcome in my home or my mailbox ever again."
Not that it will do anything. I'll probably keep getting these in the mail. My message won't be passed along to the actual people who need to hear it. Maybe it will plant a seed to the poor college kid working that job who read the message, or not.
But it still felt good to send it 😇
2024.05.22 00:38 Authorkinda Any clear areas to improve?
Hi! I was messing around doing some cover design concepts as a way to show a designer what I was picturing and it didn’t come out too bad. I highly doubt I’ll make my own covers at least not anytime soon. But I’m looking for feedback on areas to improve. I definitely need more work with lettering and getting it to look good. I did these in canva, so no fancy tools. The conch shell one was my first go.
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2024.05.22 00:34 YamNo8825 Pt 2 of my story Idea
Hello it’s me again, I’d like to thank everyone who read or skimmed my idea. The few upvotes I recieved gave me the courage to keep going with this idea and expand on Emerald’s story a bit more. I do admit that Rayleigh may be out of character since I haven’t gotten to that part of the One Piece series and only seen glimpses of him. So like before, I do implore you to give me feedback and criticisms that I can make to make this story better. Anyways, this is part 2. Please enjoy.
Flashes and flickers pop in and out of Emerald’s head. The abuse, visions of everything and anyone fleeing from his feral state, the laughter of his captors and new master ring in his head. The scorching pain of the branding and his screams fill his mind, and overwhelm his senses. In his mind he begs for it to end, crying, whimpering for it to stop, then he hyperventilates as the noises get louder and louder into a crescendo of pure noise. Then in a desperate cry he shouts to the heavens for it to stop. Enough!! He then springs awake on the floor screaming it, cold sweats as he began to process where he was. He began to look around frantically believing he is still in danger. His breath still hoarse, and his hairs standing on end, not noticing the changes that happened to him.
Rayleigh would come forward and greet Emerald with a light tease, however in his trauma induced fright, he got up and immediately went to fight Rayleigh without thinking. Emerald would use electro, his speed and strength, everything, but none of it would have come close to hitting Rayleigh. He continued this frantic and single minded onslaught while Rayleigh would dodge, block, or deflect Emerald’s attacks until he tired himself out. The mink would continue this, and while the Dark King knowing this was a response to his trauma, just waited until he wasted his stamina. Emerald in this rampage would only be reopening his wounds, causing him to hesitate and grasp at his wounds. He sat down realizing he would lose blood if he continued, and just started to back away. Rayleigh would approach in a calm and gentle manner, remarking on his performance. Emerald still did not trust him one bit however, still displaying a defensive stance while one arm held his wound. The Dark King would explain his intrigue and interest in him, explaining how he found him lying on the ground half dead in the rubble of the slavery base. He would remark that it was a rare thing that a mink would have left Zou much less a devil fruit. Minks were already pretty strong on their own thus the devil fruit created an intriguing question to his mind. Rayleigh would also note that Emerald was in his hybrid state, prompting the bunny to look at himself. his hands felt normal, only bruised and scarred due to his experiences, but then he looked at his tail. It was longer, segmented with a stinger-like end point. looking at this, he begins to become confused and his vision splits 8 ways. Confusing and even disorienting him causing him to fall back onto the ground.
Rayleigh would allow him to process these emotions, understanding that slavery was not something to take lightly. Not to mention he was still sorting out his emotions. He would then place a hand on Emerald’s shoulder, to which he would instinctively point the stinger at Rayleigh, but he wouldn’t move an inch. He attempted to lighten the mood, saying that he could very well be the first Mink to ever have eaten a zoan type devil fruit, however it didn’t do much to comfort him. He would ask the mink how he made his way down from Zuneesha, and Emerald would explain that he snuck into a guests ship. Rayleigh nods, and asks if he would like to return home. Emerald would refuse, and say that he wanted to explore the world outside of his home, to which the man would question him. He would ask Emerald as to what plan he had, to which the mink would remain silent. Rayleigh would explain that the world was full of dangers, perils and beings who would kill him without a second though. He humored the bravery, the foolhardy and naive nature of his, but he needed to be able to defend himself now that he was outside because minks were prized as collectables. Now that he ate a devil fruit, people would kill to capture him and put him back into the life he found himself. Or potentially kill him, deeming him too dangerous.
Rayleigh said that it didn’t have to be that way however. He would offer the young Mink a choice, he would train him, allowing him to cope and have closure with his trauma and master something called Haki. Allowing him to close the gap between him and those who wish him harm if he had conviction. The only caveat was that he wouldn’t go easy on him, and he would put him through the wringer. The other was helping him back a home, let him mature and have Emerald’s peers help him cope and train in his own way. However, he stated that his devil fruit was something he needed to figure out himself in either scenario. As well as he didn’t want Emerald to come back so soon, asking he took his time healing. The mink would would ponder this decision, his mind filled with anxiety and nervousness as the experiences he had rang in his head once again. But something began to fester from that dark place, a desire, a wish to never go to that life ever again. He would do whatever it takes to never go through that pain ever again. Thus he would stand, looking at Rayleigh and say that he wants to stay; saying that he never wants to go through that again, and that no one would stop him from seeing the world. Rayleigh would smile, it was a naive goal, but it was a goal nonetheless. The dark King says that he would help him and that training will begin when his wounds heal enough…..
There you have it, if you have read through this story till the end, then you are the best and I genuinely appreciate you reading this story. This has been fun to ponder about and act out in my head, my friend urges me to read the manga and while I am I can’t stop thinking about this. This is a lot of fun! For now I intend to write out Emerald’s training in terms of Haki and his goals in this world in the future. Keep those upvotes coming and please do leave feedback and criticisms, I really do want to read what you all have to say about it. If it sucks, then thats okay, if its good then great, i really just want to write good stories. I may also write full stories about these events as of now they are simply ideas in my head. Well enough rambling from me, thank you for reading and I’ll keep writing. Bye bye!
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Flashes and flickers pop in and out of Emerald’s head. The abuse, visions of everything and anyone fleeing from his feral state, the laughter of his captors and new master ring in his head. The scorching pain of the branding and his screams fill his mind, and overwhelm his senses. In his mind he begs for it to end, crying, whimpering for it to stop, then he hyperventilates as the noises get louder and louder into a crescendo of pure noise. Then in a desperate cry he shouts to the heavens for it to stop. Enough!! He then springs awake on the floor screaming it, cold sweats as he began to process where he was. He began to look around frantically believing he is still in danger. His breath still hoarse, and his hairs standing on end, not noticing the changes that happened to him.
Rayleigh would come forward and greet Emerald with a light tease, however in his trauma induced fright, he got up and immediately went to fight Rayleigh without thinking. Emerald would use electro, his speed and strength, everything, but none of it would have come close to hitting Rayleigh. He continued this frantic and single minded onslaught while Rayleigh would dodge, block, or deflect Emerald’s attacks until he tired himself out. The mink would continue this, and while the Dark King knowing this was a response to his trauma, just waited until he wasted his stamina. Emerald in this rampage would only be reopening his wounds, causing him to hesitate and grasp at his wounds. He sat down realizing he would lose blood if he continued, and just started to back away. Rayleigh would approach in a calm and gentle manner, remarking on his performance. Emerald still did not trust him one bit however, still displaying a defensive stance while one arm held his wound. The Dark King would explain his intrigue and interest in him, explaining how he found him lying on the ground half dead in the rubble of the slavery base. He would remark that it was a rare thing that a mink would have left Zou much less a devil fruit. Minks were already pretty strong on their own thus the devil fruit created an intriguing question to his mind. Rayleigh would also note that Emerald was in his hybrid state, prompting the bunny to look at himself. his hands felt normal, only bruised and scarred due to his experiences, but then he looked at his tail. It was longer, segmented with a stinger-like end point. looking at this, he begins to become confused and his vision splits 8 ways. Confusing and even disorienting him causing him to fall back onto the ground.
Rayleigh would allow him to process these emotions, understanding that slavery was not something to take lightly. Not to mention he was still sorting out his emotions. He would then place a hand on Emerald’s shoulder, to which he would instinctively point the stinger at Rayleigh, but he wouldn’t move an inch. He attempted to lighten the mood, saying that he could very well be the first Mink to ever have eaten a zoan type devil fruit, however it didn’t do much to comfort him. He would ask the mink how he made his way down from Zuneesha, and Emerald would explain that he snuck into a guests ship. Rayleigh nods, and asks if he would like to return home. Emerald would refuse, and say that he wanted to explore the world outside of his home, to which the man would question him. He would ask Emerald as to what plan he had, to which the mink would remain silent. Rayleigh would explain that the world was full of dangers, perils and beings who would kill him without a second though. He humored the bravery, the foolhardy and naive nature of his, but he needed to be able to defend himself now that he was outside because minks were prized as collectables. Now that he ate a devil fruit, people would kill to capture him and put him back into the life he found himself. Or potentially kill him, deeming him too dangerous.
Rayleigh said that it didn’t have to be that way however. He would offer the young Mink a choice, he would train him, allowing him to cope and have closure with his trauma and master something called Haki. Allowing him to close the gap between him and those who wish him harm if he had conviction. The only caveat was that he wouldn’t go easy on him, and he would put him through the wringer. The other was helping him back a home, let him mature and have Emerald’s peers help him cope and train in his own way. However, he stated that his devil fruit was something he needed to figure out himself in either scenario. As well as he didn’t want Emerald to come back so soon, asking he took his time healing. The mink would would ponder this decision, his mind filled with anxiety and nervousness as the experiences he had rang in his head once again. But something began to fester from that dark place, a desire, a wish to never go to that life ever again. He would do whatever it takes to never go through that pain ever again. Thus he would stand, looking at Rayleigh and say that he wants to stay; saying that he never wants to go through that again, and that no one would stop him from seeing the world. Rayleigh would smile, it was a naive goal, but it was a goal nonetheless. The dark King says that he would help him and that training will begin when his wounds heal enough…..
There you have it, if you have read through this story till the end, then you are the best and I genuinely appreciate you reading this story. This has been fun to ponder about and act out in my head, my friend urges me to read the manga and while I am I can’t stop thinking about this. This is a lot of fun! For now I intend to write out Emerald’s training in terms of Haki and his goals in this world in the future. Keep those upvotes coming and please do leave feedback and criticisms, I really do want to read what you all have to say about it. If it sucks, then thats okay, if its good then great, i really just want to write good stories. I may also write full stories about these events as of now they are simply ideas in my head. Well enough rambling from me, thank you for reading and I’ll keep writing. Bye bye!
2024.05.22 00:33 Ordinary-Check-5991 50k plus salary mo? Comment ka naman!
Anyone hiring? HAHA I'm currently a customer service manager in a call center, earning 36k/month. I know basic Facebook Ads as well but it's so basic that I cannot land a freelancing job. Like parang saturated na masyado kase puro experienced na hinahanap nila. I have experience with different CRMs and tools. I also tried applying for a Team Leader position in other BPO company but no luck. Di yata sila tumatanggap ng highschool grad. It's just that being a father of twin pa in my case is so damn hard. Please give ur advice or is there anyone here who just finished highscholl but was able to land a good paying job?
Note: Baka may mga employers dito hahaha! Give me anything aside from commission-base work. I can do part time or full time. I'm even willing to leave my current job right now if what you will offer will give me a slight financial security.
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Note: Baka may mga employers dito hahaha! Give me anything aside from commission-base work. I can do part time or full time. I'm even willing to leave my current job right now if what you will offer will give me a slight financial security.
2024.05.22 00:32 chgoeditor What did you do with your bras?
I cleaned out my bra drawer this weekend and pulled out 23 bras that are size 32G. Some are new with tags, others are barely worn and some are moderately worn. Good brands -- Wacoal, Chantelle, Panache. I'd like to sell them in one batch, and would charge less than $100 for all of them. Facebook marketplace seems like a long shot, because I would only sell them cash to a local buyer since there are lots of scammers out there. But does anyone have any other ideas?
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2024.05.22 00:31 hipriestess56 [QCrit] Adult LitFit - TERMS OF SERVICE (95k words/1st attempt)
Hi all, longtime listener, first-time caller. Please see my query and first 300 below.
My biggest question is this: 95% of the story takes place in 2014, but the book opens in 2020 when my main character receives a letter from the California Dept of Fair Housing & Employment informing her of an investigation into behavior at Chatpic. Receiving the letter spurs her to tell the story of what happened back then. The book checks back into 2020 in the middle as my MC tries to get more information about the investigation, and then it ends back in 2020 again when she decides what she wants to do about the letter.
The reason the story takes place in 2014 is because the time period--pre #MeToo/Donald Trump/the workplace reckoning of 2020--informs the decisions the MC makes back then, and she's looking back at it from a wiser perspective. If you've read The Rachel Incident, Caroline O'Donoghue does a similar thing as she retells a 2008 abortion story from the perspective of present day.
In the end, the investigation is not a driving force of the plot--so my question is how important is it that it's mentioned in the query? I ask because I've found that trying to add that piece to what I've already written starts to get convoluted, though obviously I can work at it. I think it's very clear once you read the first 300, but for agents who don't want a sample, is it clear in the blurb that this story is looking back to a time gone by?
Mostly looking for insight on this question specifically, but if you have further feedback about the letter for first 300, open to that as well. Thanks!
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Dear [Agent],
Thank you for the opportunity to submit my query for TERMS OF SERVICE, a true-ish fictional story about a young woman in a nearly impossible workplace a la UNCANNY VALLEY meets THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA (with shades of 9 TO 5). TERMS OF SERVICE is complete at 95,000 words.
It’s 2014 and down-and-out celebrity blogger Maggie Clarke is desperate for a fresh start. Not only is she broke in New York City, but at 31, she thought she’d be writing something a little less embarrassing than Justin Bieber listicles by now. When her longtime internet friend Aron York–recently named the world’s youngest billionaire–offers her a lucrative position at his massively popular social media app Chatpic that puts her at the center of his inner circle in Los Angeles, it’s exactly the step-up she’s been waiting for. As Maggie learns to manage the always-on hours, the slew of acronyms, and the unlimited access to free cold brew, she encounters another more complicated problem–the boys’ club. Except this isn’t the typical ham-fisted sexism she’s used to–this is the tech bro variety: insidious, inexorable, and infuriating. When she meets an ambitious young reporter who encourages her to speak out, Maggie has a shot at revenge. But in a world before mansplaining and microaggressions, is blowing the whistle worth the risk? And is anyone ready to hear it?
Like Maggie, I was also plucked from internet obscurity by the world’s (then) youngest billionaire, [redacted], to come work at his massively popular social media app, [redacted company]. I was a founding member of the company’s content team, and all I have to show for it is six footnotes in the [redacted company] biography [redacted title] and the brutal feminist awakening that inspired me to write this manuscript. Before that, I was a full-time writer in New York whose work has appeared on MTV, Rolling Stone and Elle. Currently I’m a content and editorial consultant in Chicago, and I’m also on TikTok where 21,000 people watch me rant about work and office culture. (It’s also where 2M people enjoyed my show-and-tell video about the “sentimental” stock certificates [redacted company previously mentioned] gave a few early employees–that were worth exactly $0.00.)
As the agent who represents [Author 1] and [Author 2], you have a strong list when it comes to complex female characters embroiled in complicated social dynamics. TERMS OF SERVICE would be a great addition to this track because, while similar themes of class and workplace are explored, my flavor of levity and sarcasm makes my work distinct from [Author 1] and [Author 2], bringing a new facet to your program.
If you are interested in reading TERMS OF SERVICE, I would be happy to forward a sample of any length you suggest. Thank you for your consideration!
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First 300:
Chapter 1
2020
A lot of people might revel in the idea of receiving a letter announcing an investigation into their ex-employer.
One might, for example, envision draping themselves in a mink stole, lighting the cigarette at the end of their old-timey cigarette holder, and dialing the investigator’s number from a rotary phone atop a solid wood desk under shadowy, film noir lights. One might then imagine whispering I knew this day would come into the receiver between bursts of psychotic, hysterical laughter as they rejoiced in the long overdue arrival of the long arm of the law.
But me, I wasn’t so sure. Maybe because I didn’t have a mink stole.
No, I was crouched on the ground of my parents’ musky basement in Des Plaines, Illinois, knee-deep in piles of old diaries and CDs when I received notice of one such letter. It was month four of COVID, and Dad and I were only halfway through his cleaning list. He was already a germaphobe so a global pandemic was all he needed to justify a top-to-bottom disinfection of the entire house. And since my routine trip home in the middle of March turned into a hapless extended stay when the world shut down, it was the perfect excuse to put me to work. Just like the good old days.
We wiped down every square inch of the place. We soaked the faucet heads in lemon juice, we scrubbed the coffee mugs with baking soda. We vacuumed the damn fridge.
Reorganizing the basement shelves was a beast. Every box was like a Russian nesting doll of useless crap: old TV Guides, corroded double-A batteries, dried-out cans of paint primer, an unsettling number of hand saws. I made decent headway through the “tools” and “electronics,” but I lost all steam when I got to my high school stuff—faded Polaroids and folded-up notes stopped me in my tracks.
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My biggest question is this: 95% of the story takes place in 2014, but the book opens in 2020 when my main character receives a letter from the California Dept of Fair Housing & Employment informing her of an investigation into behavior at Chatpic. Receiving the letter spurs her to tell the story of what happened back then. The book checks back into 2020 in the middle as my MC tries to get more information about the investigation, and then it ends back in 2020 again when she decides what she wants to do about the letter.
The reason the story takes place in 2014 is because the time period--pre #MeToo/Donald Trump/the workplace reckoning of 2020--informs the decisions the MC makes back then, and she's looking back at it from a wiser perspective. If you've read The Rachel Incident, Caroline O'Donoghue does a similar thing as she retells a 2008 abortion story from the perspective of present day.
In the end, the investigation is not a driving force of the plot--so my question is how important is it that it's mentioned in the query? I ask because I've found that trying to add that piece to what I've already written starts to get convoluted, though obviously I can work at it. I think it's very clear once you read the first 300, but for agents who don't want a sample, is it clear in the blurb that this story is looking back to a time gone by?
Mostly looking for insight on this question specifically, but if you have further feedback about the letter for first 300, open to that as well. Thanks!
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Dear [Agent],
Thank you for the opportunity to submit my query for TERMS OF SERVICE, a true-ish fictional story about a young woman in a nearly impossible workplace a la UNCANNY VALLEY meets THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA (with shades of 9 TO 5). TERMS OF SERVICE is complete at 95,000 words.
It’s 2014 and down-and-out celebrity blogger Maggie Clarke is desperate for a fresh start. Not only is she broke in New York City, but at 31, she thought she’d be writing something a little less embarrassing than Justin Bieber listicles by now. When her longtime internet friend Aron York–recently named the world’s youngest billionaire–offers her a lucrative position at his massively popular social media app Chatpic that puts her at the center of his inner circle in Los Angeles, it’s exactly the step-up she’s been waiting for. As Maggie learns to manage the always-on hours, the slew of acronyms, and the unlimited access to free cold brew, she encounters another more complicated problem–the boys’ club. Except this isn’t the typical ham-fisted sexism she’s used to–this is the tech bro variety: insidious, inexorable, and infuriating. When she meets an ambitious young reporter who encourages her to speak out, Maggie has a shot at revenge. But in a world before mansplaining and microaggressions, is blowing the whistle worth the risk? And is anyone ready to hear it?
Like Maggie, I was also plucked from internet obscurity by the world’s (then) youngest billionaire, [redacted], to come work at his massively popular social media app, [redacted company]. I was a founding member of the company’s content team, and all I have to show for it is six footnotes in the [redacted company] biography [redacted title] and the brutal feminist awakening that inspired me to write this manuscript. Before that, I was a full-time writer in New York whose work has appeared on MTV, Rolling Stone and Elle. Currently I’m a content and editorial consultant in Chicago, and I’m also on TikTok where 21,000 people watch me rant about work and office culture. (It’s also where 2M people enjoyed my show-and-tell video about the “sentimental” stock certificates [redacted company previously mentioned] gave a few early employees–that were worth exactly $0.00.)
As the agent who represents [Author 1] and [Author 2], you have a strong list when it comes to complex female characters embroiled in complicated social dynamics. TERMS OF SERVICE would be a great addition to this track because, while similar themes of class and workplace are explored, my flavor of levity and sarcasm makes my work distinct from [Author 1] and [Author 2], bringing a new facet to your program.
If you are interested in reading TERMS OF SERVICE, I would be happy to forward a sample of any length you suggest. Thank you for your consideration!
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________
First 300:
Chapter 1
2020
A lot of people might revel in the idea of receiving a letter announcing an investigation into their ex-employer.
One might, for example, envision draping themselves in a mink stole, lighting the cigarette at the end of their old-timey cigarette holder, and dialing the investigator’s number from a rotary phone atop a solid wood desk under shadowy, film noir lights. One might then imagine whispering I knew this day would come into the receiver between bursts of psychotic, hysterical laughter as they rejoiced in the long overdue arrival of the long arm of the law.
But me, I wasn’t so sure. Maybe because I didn’t have a mink stole.
No, I was crouched on the ground of my parents’ musky basement in Des Plaines, Illinois, knee-deep in piles of old diaries and CDs when I received notice of one such letter. It was month four of COVID, and Dad and I were only halfway through his cleaning list. He was already a germaphobe so a global pandemic was all he needed to justify a top-to-bottom disinfection of the entire house. And since my routine trip home in the middle of March turned into a hapless extended stay when the world shut down, it was the perfect excuse to put me to work. Just like the good old days.
We wiped down every square inch of the place. We soaked the faucet heads in lemon juice, we scrubbed the coffee mugs with baking soda. We vacuumed the damn fridge.
Reorganizing the basement shelves was a beast. Every box was like a Russian nesting doll of useless crap: old TV Guides, corroded double-A batteries, dried-out cans of paint primer, an unsettling number of hand saws. I made decent headway through the “tools” and “electronics,” but I lost all steam when I got to my high school stuff—faded Polaroids and folded-up notes stopped me in my tracks.
2024.05.22 00:30 ZookeepergameBig7880 Eeoc determination
Hey, so last year oct 24th 2023 during my employment with walmart I was taken to the cash room for a coaching there was the manager of ap services (the department I was under) and the witness another manager as walmart tends to always make sure another person is in the room when you're being given a coaching. So someone had had stolen merchandise and the manager claimed It my was my fault they never showed me the tape and I'm almost certain all her items were bagged and I know she didn't set off the alarm, but anyways she gives me the whole spill about how my job as ap services ta is important for deterring theft and I'm the last and first face customers see we all know customers don't HAVE to show their receipt and some aren't going to so when I tried to rebuttal with a scenario where it's next to impossible to check a customers receipt to determine if I would still somehow be "at fault" if a customer is reluctant to letting you see a receipt but while I'm mod sentence with the scenario the manager cuts me off and says "you have an advantage" she said this while gesturing her hand from my head to my toes she placed her hand back to herself saying "if I were to ask for a receipt they would say I'm racist" now I tried to have a broad horizon of thinking to narrow down how she could've meant her comments in a "good" way a non racist way but i kept coming to the same conclusion that it was just flat out racist to say that! I actually used ppto and didn't come back after lunch (as I informed them I would most likely be doing)I attempted to talk to the people lead about it who wanted no parts of the situation giving me the ole runaround taking me over to the pictures informing me I have to talk to this individual and he doesn't handle it he just didn't want to handle it. I was able to get some audio recording of the meeting with the lead store manager when he rescinded the coaching and a conversation later with the witness stating that she was bothered by the Comments that the manager had made she assured me she would be speaking to someone "higher" than she was. Meanwhile I had already submitted a claim through the lovely ethics department get this walmsrt has a 0 tolerance policy supposedly only when I brought these claims to their attention and wrote my statement because I was the last one to do mine according to the individuals in house who were handling the claim ironically one of them was the people lead who wanted no parts! I constructively discharged a few weeks after this the manager would also laugh and taunt me every chance she'd get when she'd see me (nothing I could prove with documentation) I had also filed a claim with the eeoc and finally got to the interview process almost two weeks ago they quickly closed the charge the day after it was filed and they determined essentially that they made no determination they say they can't conclude if further investigation would proof or disprove my claim and that their notice doesn't mean my claim lacks merit and that it doesn't mean walmart wasn't In violation below there is the rights to sue letter with the witness who still works there and the audio i have of her claiming she heard the comments too be good evidence that can be authenticated? Does the eeoc "neutral" determination make it less likely or less desirable for a firm to want to cater to my claim? I'm biracial african American & Caucasian btw
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2024.05.22 00:30 Iftekharu How do I get high paying web/app design clients?
(not promotion) Title says it all. But here's a bit of context: I've been into this web and app design thing for maybe more than a year now. I used to use figma for my university projects. Then little by little youtube got me into designing and I fell in love with it. My progress, in others and even my eyes have been really good. My first app design was a simple notes app and it looked so crappy xD. it was about 4 months ago. I used to only do web designs before that which was my comfort zone. Now I am far more confident about my designs and design workflow in both web and app designs. I've built up my behance profile as much as I could. It currently has only about 285 views with 10 posts. Now I'm seriously looking for clients. But I don't want to go down the fiverr and upwork route as these sites seriously undervalue the young freelancers and i don't want that. I heard about contra and just finished setting up the profile (I'm not sharing any links as I am not promoting anything in this post). I've been searching in Facebook as I see a lot of employers posting there but got 2 scam-ish replies and went with my gut feeling that they were trying to scam me and didn't proceed the discussion further. I know I need to promote my work, but where? I need to be where my potential customers are, but I'm confused as I can't seem to find them. Fellow designer designers, please help me out 🙏
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2024.05.22 00:27 FiliaSecunda It seems like I wasn't made for friendship.
I grew up homeschooled, with four siblings in the house but I still spent every minute alone that I could get. Psychologically I might as well be an only child. My mom recently told me she used to think I didn't like her because I never wanted to spend time with her, or anyone. Now that I have a job I keep being surprised at what a drive my coworkers have to talk to each other while they work. But I was an obsessive reader, writer, and daydreamer as a kid - I felt like I got to know authors through their writing, I cried over friendships between fictional characters - and in hindsight I think I did have the same social urge other people have, but for some reason I tried to fulfill it in a distant and imaginary way through stories, while rejecting the real people all around me.
I've always thought people were made for love, but I'm getting so tired of leaving the house and interacting with them. I can see so much in them that would be incredibly lovable if I could just be invisible and observe them, like a reader observing characters in a book. But they talk to me and I have to figure out a response in real time, and with all the noise and my hearing problems and stress and tiredness (but I'm only 25 and single with no kids, so I don't know what real stress and tiredness are), I'm two steps away from shutting down. I wish I could just look at my basic job with tunnel-vision and get through the work day asleep. But it eats away at me when I know someone is working with me who wants to talk, when I know I'm not being receptive enough as a listener, when I know my silence is contagious and silence is miserable for most of the people at my workplace. I'm terrible to be around and once I thought so hard about this that I cried in front of people at work, thus making myself even more terrible to be around.
I recently started working with someone who's not a good worker, but was actually fun for me to talk to. She was goofy, smart, upfront about her life and had some things in common with me. I thought this was a potential friend and I came on too strong. Now I'm embarrassed, think maybe she doesn't actually want someone as lame and awkward as me to keep taking the initiative to talk to her, so I've stopped taking the initiative. I even failed completely to acknowledge her several times today (we're working in different areas now but passed each other by several times). But she's mentioned having no friends, she invited me to friend her on Facebook, maybe she will be perceiving this as a potential cool friendship ruined and wonder why I'm doing it, maybe I'm making her hate herself.
I don't want to have to go to work again and either face her or not face her tomorrow. There are several other coworker relationships that make me want to quit when I think about them. There are perfectly good people that I actually like and yet, without wanting to, I keep acting as though I dislike them.
If I hadn't been homeschooled I would have been through all this in middle school and might have a better idea how to handle it. But I spent too much time alone in a house doing nothing, and I want to go back to that. I want to be forgotten by everyone. I hate showing up at work and in society again and having to be forgiven for whatever fuckup I'll make today. I hate hurting people by being there. I hate the selfish worrying about what they think of me, but I can't stop. I really, really badly want people to like me, but they are so exhausting it makes me want to go live in a hut in the woods.
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I've always thought people were made for love, but I'm getting so tired of leaving the house and interacting with them. I can see so much in them that would be incredibly lovable if I could just be invisible and observe them, like a reader observing characters in a book. But they talk to me and I have to figure out a response in real time, and with all the noise and my hearing problems and stress and tiredness (but I'm only 25 and single with no kids, so I don't know what real stress and tiredness are), I'm two steps away from shutting down. I wish I could just look at my basic job with tunnel-vision and get through the work day asleep. But it eats away at me when I know someone is working with me who wants to talk, when I know I'm not being receptive enough as a listener, when I know my silence is contagious and silence is miserable for most of the people at my workplace. I'm terrible to be around and once I thought so hard about this that I cried in front of people at work, thus making myself even more terrible to be around.
I recently started working with someone who's not a good worker, but was actually fun for me to talk to. She was goofy, smart, upfront about her life and had some things in common with me. I thought this was a potential friend and I came on too strong. Now I'm embarrassed, think maybe she doesn't actually want someone as lame and awkward as me to keep taking the initiative to talk to her, so I've stopped taking the initiative. I even failed completely to acknowledge her several times today (we're working in different areas now but passed each other by several times). But she's mentioned having no friends, she invited me to friend her on Facebook, maybe she will be perceiving this as a potential cool friendship ruined and wonder why I'm doing it, maybe I'm making her hate herself.
I don't want to have to go to work again and either face her or not face her tomorrow. There are several other coworker relationships that make me want to quit when I think about them. There are perfectly good people that I actually like and yet, without wanting to, I keep acting as though I dislike them.
If I hadn't been homeschooled I would have been through all this in middle school and might have a better idea how to handle it. But I spent too much time alone in a house doing nothing, and I want to go back to that. I want to be forgotten by everyone. I hate showing up at work and in society again and having to be forgiven for whatever fuckup I'll make today. I hate hurting people by being there. I hate the selfish worrying about what they think of me, but I can't stop. I really, really badly want people to like me, but they are so exhausting it makes me want to go live in a hut in the woods.