Hi all, I'm having a problem with a custom resolution I configured for my 48" LG C1. I'm trying to run ultra wide and am running into an issue specifically in one game (Assassin's Creed Valhalla).
I created the resolution in Nvidia control panel at 3840x1600, as well as doing so with CRU after running into the issue with the first method. These custom resolutions run fine in most games, most will respect the resolution and run fine if supported. Heck even Star craft remastered ran inside the display area with black bars on the side but still respected the pixel height of 1600.
AC Valhalla on the other hand, doesn't seem to care or like that I'm trying to force an ultrawide resolution on a 4k display. It can see the resolution, it can be set as the resolution, it just doesn't work when you select it. Generally when I try full screen with 3840x1600 it'll stretch the image into the full screen so everything is distorted, and cut off. Borderless usually also cuts off parts of the image, hiding it behind the black bars on top and bottom. Windowed mode usually works but then you can see the window overlay which sucks. After flipping settings a bunch, leaving it on windowed and then a few attempts at alt+enter I can usually have it fill the ultrawide resolution fine and get going but it's super annoying to have to do it every time it launches.
Wondering if anyone has any tips getting custom resolutions working or if anyone has encountered this issue before and has any solution that I can't think of. Thanks!

I'm hoping to get some input into something I'm trying to get going at my job. Any advice, input, or ideas would be appreciated!
I'm a librarian assistant and do programming at my branch. I've loved kpop for a while now (TXT is my ult) and decided to try to start a kpop club. I've come up with some games (so far I've got kpop guess who, kpop bingo, and kpop charades/pictionary, as well as kpop-themed playing cards, although these might just be prizes b/c they aren't too sturdy). We'll meet once a month starting in September.
What I need help with is a sort of Ultimate Idol Group game set up and played similar to Fantasy Football, except it's based on awards show wins. Each player picks an individual member out of a group, taking turns so one person can't pick all the big winners, just like the draft in football, until they have seven members total. Each player will be responsible for tracking their members wins/loses (which I'll also be tracking to verify) and at each meeting we'll tally the current score and trade members, if desired. I'll come up with some sort of prize for the winner in January (I think that's when the last major award show in Korea is held).
So, does this sound like something kpop lovers would enjoy? Does it even make sense or sound feasible at all? Should I limit certain things - like which award shows to count or which groups are included in the draft? If players pick more than one member from one group, how should I score each win? Two points or it still only counts as one? I don't want to track every minor award and/or music show win b/c that sounds overwhelming and stressful and I don't even know how many there are. Should foreign awards be included or is that too exclusionary to bigger groups? Also, should I allow trading members or does that add in too much confusion? If they do trade, do they lose current points potentially won by the previous member?
Anyway, I was really excited by this idea, but, having never played fantasy football, I'm a little lost in the woods about how to break it down, especially with the award show aspect. If you have any advice or tips or have already spotted a giant plot-hole in the game, please let me know! Thanks in advance!!

Part Two: The Solitude of This Fire
Chapter 6
Location: Hust Forge. Hust Henarald's conference room
POV: Kellaras
After making Kellaras wait some days, Hust Henarald finally grants him an audience and says "One day, I will be a child again". These words seem to be nonsense to Kellaras. While waiting for his audience he noticed the Hust Forge never stops working. Henarald goes on to say we all war with two parts of ourselves and both make weapons from anything at hand. Henarald asks Kellaras if Anomander simply wants a sword or to join the Hust Legion. He doesn't think Urusander's Legion would like that very much. Kellaras says he knows the request of a sword is unusual at this time. Henarald responds by saying others will see it as political. Perhaps even a secret allegiance. Kellaras is put off balance by Henarald's pragmatic responses and then shifting into ending each with "One day I will be a child again." Henarald asks for specs and Kellaras says Anomander wants the sword to be silent. Henarald responds by asking if he would prefer a gagged weapon and if Anomander will hide it's origin. Kellaras tells Henarald that Anomander wants his swords spine to be quenched in the purity of Darkness itself. Henarald muses on power and says those with the most power have the greatest fear and that means power is meaningless and delusional. Kellaras counters that the Forulkan would have enslaved the Tiste with their power had they won, but they lost to the power of the Tiste. Henarald responds, "A triumph in solitude makes a hollow sound, and to every glory proclaimed the heavens make no answer".
Kellaras reiterates that his master requests a sword. Henarald responds "To take the blood of Darkness". Kellaras is surprised by this as Mother Dark is not Azathanai. Henarald asks how she feeds her power and if now that Anomander knows the secret of House Hust if he will use it for political gain. Kellaras says his Lord is the ultimate secret keeper. Henarald agrees to forge Anomander's sword, but requires that he be present at the quenching of it by darkness to witness if it is blood Mother Dark uses. Kellaras tells him he won't be able to see anything and leaves the chamber trembling mostly upset by Henarald's repeated assertions that he will return to childhood.
Kellaras goes to the main hall where there is feast taking place. He pushes aside his doubts and is proud that he got Henarald's agreement to make the sword. He searches out Galar Baras and finds him leaning against a pillar staring at a woman that had just entered. Kellaras sees her see Galar Baras and watches her stiffen. The woman is Toras Redone. Kellaras notes that even grimed from hard travel she is beautiful and makes his way to Galar. Galar asks if Henarald spoke to Kellaras of childhood. Kellaras says yes, but does not understand. Kellaras invites Galar to join a table and Galar accepts though he tells him he can't drink. Galar tells the captain that the childhood thing troubles them all. Kellaras asks him to call him by his name and not rank. Galar says that Henarald claims that he is losing his recent memories, but no one can see any evidence of this. Galar tells Kellaras of a sickness called Loss of Iron that afflicts smiths. Kellaras tells Galar that in his meeting Henarald was sharp and focused. No evidence of a crumbling mind. Galar asks if he will tell Anomander of this. Galar says it has no bearing on the creation of the sword and says his master would likely just say returning to childhood isn't a bad idea.
POV: Galar Baras
Kellaras gets drunk and stumbles off and now Galar has to be alone with his thoughts and heartache at the presence of Toras Redone. She was still holding court at one of the tables and after a while she shuffles over to him. She comments on her husband transferring as far away as he could. She tells Galar that he is a pariah in the citadel. That people think him arrogant and dismissive. She knows that's not him, so is puzzled. She says he should have sex with the priestesses. That celibacy is not for soldiers. He should feed his appetites. Galar responds by asking if she is well fed. The barb slides off of her and she says well enough. She says she is certain that her husband stays true to her and that leads her to infidelity. Galar does not understand this. She changes the subject and says she has missed him. She tells him to go to bed, but he knows he won't be alone for long. He compares himself to Toras Redone's husband, Calat Hustain, knowing that both spend their nights alone, "because it was in their nature to choose it: to remain alone in the absence of love"
Location: Neret Sorr
POV: Kadaspala
With Osserc and Hunn Raal gone, Kadaspala is having a more enjoyable time having dinners with Urusander. The painting however was still irritating to him. He doubts anyone will see below the surface of his painting. He is finished and will leave in the morning. "There is but one god, and its name is beauty. There is but one kind of worship, and that is love. There is for us but one world, and we have scarred it beyond recognition". Kadaspala now truly sees Urusander and is terrified. Urusander asks him why he chose to accept this request. Kadaspala says he's denied hundreds, but if anyone can prevent a civil war, it's the man in the portrait. Although his thoughts imply that that may not be the same man standing before him.
Location: House Enes lands
POV: Cryl Durav
On his short self-imposed exile from the wedding preparations, Kryl finds the antlers of a long dead Eckalla. A symbol of triumph. Cryl thinks the triumph is hollow. Hunting for food was once a necessity, but that necessity bred traditions that resulted in the extinction of this animal. Thinking back on his youth he dreamt of discovering a new world free of Tiste where he could become prey and know the thrill of fear. Enesdia was also present in these fantasies. He thinks, "He had been trained for war just as he had been taught how to hunt and how to slay, and these were deemed necessary skills in preparation for adulthood. How sad was that?".
His horse notices some movement and he sees a troop of Tiste riders approaching. This makes no sense as there is no reason for them to come here on there way to somewhere else. Cryl rides to meet them and sees that they lead a score of Jheleck children. There were no chains. The captain of the company asks why Cryl is out this far and Cryl tells him who he is. The captain breaks in and says Cryl is probably fleeing the frenzy of the coming marriage. The captain introduces himself as Scara Bandaris and says there are two reasons for him being here, one trying to figure out what to do with the Jheleck hostages and two to attend the wedding. Cryl agrees to escort them all to house Enes. Scara perceptively guesses that Cryl is out here because he is in love with Enesdia. He says he will say no more on the subject.
There are 25 Jheleck children. Scara says they will raise wolves in these children. Cryl says he's heard they are more like hounds. Scara says hostage taking may come back to bite them. Scara laughs at his own joke and forces a smile onto Cryl's face. Cryl feels a little better.
Location: House Enes
POV: Enesdia
Enesdia is upset that Cryl has been gone for a few days. She searches out her father and overdramatically asks him why they are shirking their responsibility to their hostage. She says, "For all you know he could be lying at the bottom of a well, legs shattered and dying of thirst" Jaen responds "Dying of thirst in a well?" he tells her he sent him on a search for Eckalla. She says that's a hopeless quest. Jaen says Cryl's familiar with those. Enesdia asks what he means. Jaen responds that his time with House Enes is ending. It has only now struck Enesdia that her companion will not be at her side much longer. Enesdia laments the fact that Cryl's family has only one occupation. He will be a soldier like his only living brother, Spinnock. She muses that she could ask Andarist to offer Cryl a commission in the citadel, far away from fighting. Cryl would never know, but he would be safe.
Location: House Drukorlas
POV: Orfantal
Orfantal is standing near the estate road with Wreneck, a stable boy that used to be his friend. They are also standing near an old nag horse. They have been standing for some time. They are being circled by 3 feral dogs that have smelled the food that Orfantal carries. Orfantal wished he knew why Wreneck stopped being his friend, but it seemed impossible to ask now. Orfantal has all of his possessions in a trunk. They are not much. Orfantal thinks he could fit in there too, ready to be discarded. Wreneck is 10, Orfantal is 5. His grandmother is sending him off somewhere to learn how to grow up. He knows there will be a time when unhappiness comes into his life as it does with every boy. A wagon pulls up. It will be his ride to wherever he is going. Wreneck makes sure they know that he is going to the citadel and that he is nobleborn. Wreneck tells Orfantal that the old horse is blind in her left eye, so don't let anything ride on that side of her. Orfantal says goodbye to Wreneck and Wreneck waves dismissively and leaves.
POV: Wreneck
Wreneck turns from some distance to watch them leave with tears running down his face. He resolves himself to return to the "evil hag" and now he doesn't even have Orfantal to make his life easier. Nerys Drukorlat had forbidden him from playing or even speaking to Orfantal. She would fire him if he did. His mother and father and sisters relied on his income. He wished he could have played with Orfantal this entire morning and hugged him goodbye, but he was afraid of the evil hag.
Location: Toras Keep. On the road to the Citadel
POV: Orfantal
The party makes camp and the scarred old man who loaded Orfantal's trunk says that this is likely his horse's last journey. Orfantal is sad to not even know the horses name and wonders what things she has seen in her life. He decided that she had been a warhorse and saved her rider many times, but not from the betrayal that finally killed him. The leader of the troop introduces himself to Orfantal as Haral and tells him not to call him sir. He tells him he guards merchants and that's all. Orfantal asks about bandits. Haral says there are some Deniers. Haral tells Orfantal that he will be sharing Gripp's tent. The man who took care of his horse. He says that Gripp can be trusted and not some of the other men in the party.
Haral says after this he will be joining House Dracon's houseblades. Orfantal asks if he was a soldier once. Haral says few weren't in his generation. Orfantal introduces himself. Haral asks why she named him that. His name is a Yedan dialect. The holy language of the monks, Shake. Narad, one of the guards, says it means unwanted and laughs. Haral tells him to keep his mouth shut on this journey and tells Orfantal his name doesn't mean unwanted, it means unexpected. Narad laughs again and Haral savagely kicks him in the face then punches him. He then walks away from the unconscious guard. Orfantal is trembling and his heart is beating fast. Gripp comes over and calms him down. He says it's discipline and Narad was pushing for weeks. Orfantal now has a face to put to all the faceless betrayers in his war games. Narad. Gripp shows Orfantal how to raise a tent.
Location: Within sight of Dracon's Hold
POV: Ivis
Ivis and Sandalath are riding towards the hold. Ivis tells her that Draconus will be gone for several weeks still. Her body tells him that she probably had a child, but that's none of his business. She is now a hostage at House Dracon's and she will be treated well. Sandalath asks where Draconus comes from. Ivis says even his servants do not know, but he proved his worth in the war. Ivis is upset at the discipline now presented by his houseblades and resolves to fix it. Sandalath is being led to a warm bath and thanks Ivis. He responds, "My pleasure, milady". Hilith the head of the house maids does not like him calling her a lady as she is only hostage now. She lets him know it. Ivis says, "Old woman, you are no queen to so command me. I will choose the honorific our guest deserves. She rode well and without complaint. If you have complaint, await the pleasure of our lord upon his return. In the meantime, spit out that sour grape you so love to suck on, and be dutiful." Hilith says this isn't over. Ivis responds with a command to leave his courtyard and if he hears of her being miserable to the hostage that it will in fact not be over.
Location: Dracon's Hold
POV: Sandalath
Hilith tells Sandalath to come with her to the bath. Sandalath asks if the water is hot. and asks her if there is wood ready just in case. Sandalath challenges Hilith and says she is to treat her as if she was the lady of the house. Hilith bristles but agrees. Sandalath remembers her first stint as a hostage and the horrible hag that made her life miserable until Andarist found out and got rid of her. If Hilith turns out to be the same, she will tell Draconus. A younger maid escorts her to the correct bath, not the one Hilith had prepared for her. Sandalath says if Hilith is her enemy, then Sandalath should have many allies. The maid smiles and says thousands. Sandalath asks the maid about Ivis and if she finds him handsome. She says he is old, but Sandalath doesn't think so. Sandalath tells the maid she feels welcomed by this house and feels born anew.

Over 2 million seconds sober, sounded like a pipe dream to me for way too long. I have been a functioning alcoholic for 7 years, working every day and putting back at least a mickey of liquor (or pint, whatever the rest of the world calls it) a night along with a few beers. Long story short life was crumbling and I was at my wits end physically mentally and emotionally trying to show the world I was put together, while hiding the bulk of my drinking. Just over a month ago I came across this Reddit page, and reading the stories of struggle, success, openness and compassion gave me the kick in the ass to chase sobriety. The first week was daunting and filled with withdrawals, temptations, and FOMO (among many others) BUT, it got better. 1 month in, I realize the torture I put myself through for all these years. I am beginning to realize who the people are that truly are in my corner and most of all, I’m beginning to love and accept the person I see in the mirror. To everyone in this, either posting or simply popping in to read along, thank you from the bottom of my heart. You’ve all given me the motivation to create a better life for myself. I promise you it gets better.

I had a wonderful childhood. I couldn't have asked for a better one. My parents, brother, family, ... so much love in my life.
As I got older, I started to become exposed to the harsh realities of life. The people closest to me and the ones I loved the most started to get sick and pass away. I lost my dog. Life wasnt the same. And later, was diagnosed with Crohns which had a massive impact on my life and self confidence. I felt like a lab rat.. so many tests, doctor visits, medicine, diets, needles, ... eventually extensive surgery.
Luckily, after years of torture, I made it out ok. I started to build back my confidence, and was optimistic about the future. Before I knew it, I met the love of my life. I felt so extremely lucky to have you in my life. It felt like a dream. I felt that after all that pain and loss, I had finally had something good happen to me.
As time we on, we became best friends. You confessed your love to me, said I was different than all the rest, and you saw a future with me. You expressed how special I was to you. I felt the same way.
We met eachothers families, who became so close with eachother. I truly loved your family, they felt like home. My family loved you so much... my parents loved you like a daughter, and I knew you loved them too. We had everyone's support and love. We were the golden couple. We grew and experiences so much together. Bought our first house, saw the world, new jobs, school, ... Everyone was so proud of us, and we were proud of eachother.
Somewhere along the way, you started seeking outside the relationship for attention. I knew you were very social, so at first, I was happy to see you making friends. I knew you had a difficult childhood and past, and didn't have many good friends, so I was very supportive and encouraged you to do things with your friends.
We were inseparable. Always going things together, planning trips, going on adventures. Everything was easy. We enjoyed eachothers company so much. We made eachother laugh, feel loved, and safe. We were so comfortable and open, goofy with eachother, and always so intimate.
We shared a lot of the same hobbies: plants/garden, camping, trails, video games, movies, travel, outdoors, relaxing at home, ... it didn't seem to matter what we were doing, we were happy together.
I loved making you smile and laugh. I loved seeing you happy doing what you loved, or eating a meal I'd prepare for you.
I always wanted you to have the best. Since you were in school, I provided for you. Food, toys, restaurants, trips, ... whatever you wanted. I wanted to give you the world. It felt so good to make you happy.
You would tease me and hint towards wanting to get engaged. After 3 years, it happened. We were so happy, and you were so excited and happy to share the big news. We started planning our wedding, moved into a bigger house, new jobs, everything felt good.
I never expected to love someone so much. This young woman brought so much love, happiness, and adventure into my life. She completed changed everything. Everything was so easy.. effortless.. felt right.
When we moved into your dream home, things became more stressful. The house needed a lot of work, as well as the property. Regardless, we were willing and eager to tackle projects together and were excited to make things our own.
As time went on, and school/work seemed to become more stressful for you, I was left finishing a lot of our projects and maintaining them by myself. I also stepped up and started trying to take on more of the chores and responsibilities so that you could focus on school/work and still have time to relax. I was happy to help give you some relief.
After a few months, your brother asked to be our roommate for a time. I was hesitant, but you encouraged me that it would be a good thing. He would pay and help around the house. At first, it was nice. However, as time we on, it became more and more stressful.
The stress of doing everything and having a roommate that didn't mesh well with us overwhelmed me. I knew it was temporary, so I endured it.
One day, you came home from your new job and expressed what a good day you had.. that you had the chance to work with a different doctor, and that he was very fun and nice. I was so happy to hear it, since I knew you hadn't been having good days and people had been difficult. I was glad you seemed to have a mentor.
You started to have more good days than bad, working with this person more and more. You started talking to me about them more, sharing things you learned and talked with him about. As time went on, I started to feel a bit jealous. You had been spending more time with this person than me... your shifts were long, and I hadn't been seeing you as much. You started even talking to our parents about this person.
I started to notice you texting him while we were at home together. I'd ask, and you'd happily share whatever it was you guys were talking about. One evening, you were texting this doctor late at night. I approached you about this, and expressed how it was making me feel. I felt that it had started to become too much, and wasn't appropriate. I didn't like the idea of this older married man communicating with my young fiance so much. I expressed that I was happy that you had a friend at work, but felt that it was becoming too personal and inappropriate. You tried to reassure me that you were just friends, and that he was old and married, you would never be attracted to him. I stood firm and expressed that I would like for you to only communicate while at work, or for work related matters. You agreed and assured me it was nothing.
As time went on, I noticed you would sometimes hide your phone, turn it away, flip it upside down, or turn it off as I walked by. At first, I thought it was just me being paranoid. But as time went on, it started to mess with my head... otherwise, everything was good, so I told myself it was nothing. You started to enjoy that type of work and decided to join his practice. I was happy you were able to make up your mind and find something you enjoyed. Time went on. At some point, you needed an invasive procedure done... and you requested that doctor complete it. I didn't love the idea, but you preferred to have someone do it that you trusted. After that, the doctor seemed to be a thing of the past.
As the wedding date approached, the excitement increased. We had everything planned out and we were so excited for our big day. I saw how happy you were throughout the whole process. I couldn't believe our big day was right around the corner.
Our wedding was like a dream. Everything came together so nicely. We had the best night of our lives. I loved seeing you so happy with our friends and family there to celebrate with us. We went on a wonderful honeymoon and I felt so loved and appreciated.
Once we returned home, our roommate left, and stress started to decrease dramatically in the house. I was so relieved. You finished school, graduated, and I threw you a big surprise party to celebrate. I had always put together parties for all your special occasions, and I knew you really appreciated that. After so many nights helping you study, it felt wonderful to see you walk across that stage and finally finish.
You shortly after moved to a different hospital, and seemed to really like your new job and everyone there. Life was so good...
The house and our list of responsibilities and all the maintenance was still a lot, but I felt we were quickly starting to knock things off our list.
One week, you started working a lot... I hardly saw you that week. We'd always text and check in, saying we loved eachother, missed eachother, and looked forward to seeing eachother. When the weekend finally arrived, you had mentioned your best friend invited you to join her for girl time. I realized you hadn't seen her much lately and encouraged it.
That weekend, my grandmother had been struggling. I felt alone in our big house and had wished you were there. We checked in on eachother while you were gone. I was expecting you to return one evening, so I had dinner prepared. I was hurt when you didn't arrive and decided to stay another night with your friend.
When I saw you the next morning, I was feeling pretty down. I was already sad about my grandmother, but also felt like an after thought that week. You were so happy to see me, which was nice. We had a nice evening, spent time together, .. you never stopped telling me you loved me.
The next day after work, I got home, and you seemed so cold and distant. You seemed bothered by something. I checked in, asked if you needed anything, then went about my day. It seemed like you wanted space. I checked in every few hours, and you were busy doing something on your laptop.
I prepared dinner and started watching TV. I encouraged you to take a break, eat, and relax some before bed. You joined me on the couch, but was quiet and explained that you had some work to finish.
As it got late, I went up to bed. You explained you'd be up a little longer while you finished your work. As the hours went by, I thought it was so odd that you weren't in bed yet. I knew you had to get up early... sleep was always such a priority. I got up to check on you and to get some water. You were still on your laptop.. I noticed you were looking at rooms to something. I encouraged you to get some sleep. You joined me, looking exhausted.
We cuddled, said we loved eachother, then fell asleep. The next morning, I finished getting ready for work while you slept. As I was getting ready to leave, I sae your laptop. I decided to check and see what you were looking at... another air bnb for a trip? I was curious. We shared the laptop, so I didn't feel like I was invading her privacy.
I opened the laptop and saw apartments. I was so confused. I checker her email.. apartments. I noticed she had Facebook messenger up with recent messages. I checked... my world turned upside down. Those seconds felt like eternity as my heart sounded and my stomach sank. I read a message to a friend saying she wanted a divorce, never loved me, felt like a stranger in her house, dreaded coming home to me, ... that she loved a doctor.. he's married, but his wife is a lesbian. That was easily the worst moment of my life. I panicked and didn't know what to do... I was in shock. After a few minutes, I decided to address this with you.
I quietly walked up the stairs, sat on the edge of the bed, and calmly woke you up. You were sleepy, asking why I woke up.. you still had about 30m before work. I apologized for waking you.. As I looked at you silently, I started to cry. I quietly said "I know...". "I saw the messages". She looked back at me in shock.. eyes wide in the dark. I asked if she had been having an affair. She said no.. then started to look at me as if I wad a stranger. It was a terrible feeling.
You got up to get ready for work, and said we'd talk later that evening. You left. I was standing in the driveway and felt sick. I wasn't sure if I could make it to work.. but being at the house was making me feel worse, so I left. I didn't eat anything that while day. While at work, I prepared myself for our talk.
When we both got home, you pulled up to the house and started to pack some things while I sat on the couch. When you finally joined me, you were quiet.. asked about my day, I asked about yours.. then more silence. I asked what you needed from me. You explained that you were feeling very anxious, and didn't want me to get upset. You said you were going to stay with a friend for a few days to clear your head and wanted to talk once we were both rested.
You left for almost a week while I stayed in our big empty house, taking care of our pets, and completely confused and dead inside. I hardly ate or slept. I desperately started reading and watching whatever information I could find to help explain what was happening and to prepare myself. I spent most of my time thinking, reflecting on our life. I started tonrealize how stressed I had been... and thought about all the things I should/could have done differently. I knew I treated her so well, but no one is perfect.
Looking back, I started to think about all the red flags. Love is blind. I truly loved, trusted, and cared for this person more than anyone in the world. I thought she felt the same way... I never imagined us seperating.
I started to think of that doctor she used to talk about.. and realized she probably never stopped talking to him. I started to realize that my wife had stopped opening up to me... was no longer emotional or vulnerable... her emotional? affair started to kill the emotional intimacy between us.
I was happy just to have her in my life and enjoyed just being with her... she never expressed or talked about being unhappy... if I had known, I feel certain that we could have fixed whatever was lacking. I would have met whichever needs werent being met.
Were you lonely while I was busy working hard for us? Was she bored? I would have happily planned more outings... whenever I suggested something, you expressed that you were tired or didn't show interest. I knew you enjoyed time alone, so I never felt bad doing my own thing. I figured you would tell me of you needed or felt something...
I was so confused... started to question what was real. When did this all start? Why? How? Terrible thoughts entered my mind... so many late shifts, staying the night at the hospital, leaving early to get the air bnbs ready, ...
I also realized that towards the end, you had suddenly started to listen to different music, got a nose piercing, tattoo, talked about signing up for a sport, working out, ... these were all things I knew you had wanted to do for awhile, but it was all so sudden.
Why didn't you ever communicate... I recall you expressing your concern with my stress, but nothing else. I felt that my stress was reasonable considering everything I was doing.. and knew it was temporary. I didn't ignore it though. I saw a therapist, and started making changes. Was it all too late?
When we finally spoke again, it was so nice to just see you. We sat and you were so friendly and sweet - it reassured me that everything was going to be ok. We made small talk and joked, which immediately lightened the mood. You suggested I spoke first. I expressed my feelings and how important the marriage was.. that I'd so anything to save it. I took responsibility for my side of things and expressed the changes I had made and would continue to make. When you started, you expressed that you would always cherish our time together, but we're set on divorce. That we both deserved to be truly happy. Shortly after, you left.
The days after, you started packing your things while I was at work. I was living in a big empty house, every day getting more and more empty. I was a complete mess living in hell. Her family started to reach out to me and shower me with support, apologies, and disbelief. No one could make sense of this.
After a week or so, I couldn't take it any more, so I moved to stay with my parents while we finished moving out. I attempted to stay cordile through all this. You seemed so unphased and happy... texting me and talking to me like we were still best friends.
You explained that you felt bad for saying you never loved me... that you did, but not in the way a wife should love their husband. That it could be years, but in the future, I could count on you.
As time went on, and the pain increased, I was more distant. You texted more and more. Finally, I suggested that we limit communication unless she was interested in working on our marriage.
As the days went by, you grew colder and irritated.. I started to feel like the bad guy. I know you started to feel the weight of your decisons, and starred to project onto me. Making me the bad guy made you feel better. I attempted to end things on a good note... being helpful throughout the move out process, but you were so cold. It hurt so much... 5 wonderful years tossed aside like it never mattered.
I havent talked to you in weeks... I miss my best friend, my love, your family, our pets, and the wonderful life we built. I'm left trying to pickup the pieces. I feel so lost, confused, broken, ...
The tremendous amount of support I've gotten from both sides has helped a lot. I'm seeing a therapist, reading a lot, eating more, working out, and focusing on my self. The days are getting better, but I still have days where I am a mess.
I havent been sleeping well... always tired. Waking up several times, terrible nightmares and thoughts of you being with another man... I still have believe you would be capable of all this.. of hurting me so much.
I have urges to reach out to you... wanting to fix this, that there must be a misunderstanding... there are so many things I'd like to say. I got complacent and comfortable during our time together. I stopped doing the little things as often as I used to... I never meant to hurt you, make you feel lonely, unloved, unappreciated, ... whatever it is you felt. It's difficult for me to accept that my sweet innocent wife was capable of this... surely there was a reason?? I was just so caught up in my list of things... I was working so hard for our future.
I feel like my wife was manipulated by this man... why does an older doctor (20 years older) have a lesbian wife? He doesn't love her like she seems to think... he is using her. I feel sorry for her... I know there is no future there.
I've done a lot of reading on Attachment Styles, Limerence, love addiction, and other things that come as a result of childhood trauma. I feel like a lot of this has to do with her trauma... but also her selfishness and emotional immaturity. There is nothing I can do. I just pray she figures things out on her own, finds longlasting happiness, and puts an end to this cycle.
I would love it if we were able to reconnect in the future... I still deeply love and care for her. I don't want our story to end... none of this feels right. My gut is screaming that this is all wrong. I just know we both need to work on ourselves for the time being.
One day I had it all, the next, it crashed down before my eyes. Meeting you was the best thing to happen to me... you leaving was the worst. You rushed out of my life so quickly... I wish things were different.

It links with Spotify/Apple/YouTube for the playlist. From this it can use data such as amount of listens to auto generate a playlist idea based on your recent listens (however you’re encouraged to do your own). It also encourages you to not use the same songs repeated by showing stats on how often a song has appeared in playlists. You and your friends’ playlists get added to a “bookshelf” where you can go back and view them. If you really like a playlist, you can add it to your music player’s library.
Additional Idea: You can see how many times someone has listened to the playlist or the songs on it, as a neat way of knowing how you’ve influenced their tastes.

I was just wondering if anyone has any sort of "rituals" they do before a game night? I have a session tomorrow and aside from cleaning up the house and making a grocery list (I like to make dinner for my players when I host; tomorrow night is tacos), I put on my DnD music playlist to organize my minis to, as well as fixing up battle maps/props and going over my notes to make sure I have everything ready.
The only thing I haven't done is roll my dice yet to see which ones will be favorable. I know one of my players burns incense over her dice (they gave her eight nat 20s last session, so I guess it works), while another always brings a stuffed animal that resembles her character to give her good luck.
I know those are all pretty basic, but do y'all, DMs or players, have any interesting/funny rituals before a game?

I should preface by saying im a new DM running a game for 7 family members. One of my players, a Goblin Rogue, seems to think that she can hide wherever and wherever she wants, even right in front of somebody. For example, running up and attacking a creature, then disengaging (with goblin trait) and "hiding" then getting confused and or upset when a monster is able to literally see where they went and just connect the dots to attack, saying "What? I'm hidden! They don't know where I am! Alternatively, the classic switcheroo:
Rogue: after I attack, I'm gonna run and hide.
Me: since you're hiding as a bonus action, you're going to be hit by an opportunity attack.
Rogue: I meant disengage! Not hide!
Me: ...fine
I admit that I've let this happen for far too many sessions out of trying to speed up these long combats, but I'm just not good with confrontation and don't want to upset family, even though it feels a bit like they're taking advantage of my good nature to get away with some stuff. I'm kind of a pushover. I'm pretty sure my answer is to just familiarize myself with the hiding rules then act accordingly and learn to say no or "you can try" with heavy emphasis it probably wont work, but any advice is welcome. I should mention the player in particular is not a toxic person either; well liked at the table for being a fun person.

I had a wonderful childhood. I couldn't have asked for a better one. My parents, brother, family, ... so much love in my life.
As I got older, I started to become exposed to the harsh realities of life. The people closest to me and the ones I loved the most started to get sick and pass away. I lost my dog. Life wasnt the same. And later, was diagnosed with Crohns which had a massive impact on my life and self confidence. I felt like a lab rat.. so many tests, doctor visits, medicine, diets, needles, ... eventually extensive surgery.
Luckily, after years of torture, I made it out ok. I started to build back my confidence, and was optimistic about the future. Before I knew it, I met the love of my life. I felt so extremely lucky to have you in my life. It felt like a dream. I felt that after all that pain and loss, I had finally had something good happen to me.
As time we on, we became best friends. You confessed your love to me, said I was different than all the rest, and you saw a future with me. You expressed how special I was to you. I felt the same way.
We met eachothers families, who became so close with eachother. I truly loved your family, they felt like home. My family loved you so much... my parents loved you like a daughter, and I knew you loved them too. We had everyone's support and love. We were the golden couple. We grew and experiences so much together. Bought our first house, saw the world, new jobs, school, ... Everyone was so proud of us, and we were proud of eachother.
Somewhere along the way, you started seeking outside the relationship for attention. I knew you were very social, so at first, I was happy to see you making friends. I knew you had a difficult childhood and past, and didn't have many good friends, so I was very supportive and encouraged you to do things with your friends.
We were inseparable. Always going things together, planning trips, going on adventures. Everything was easy. We enjoyed eachothers company so much. We made eachother laugh, feel loved, and safe. We were so comfortable and open, goofy with eachother, and always so intimate.
We shared a lot of the same hobbies: plants/garden, camping, trails, video games, movies, travel, outdoors, relaxing at home, ... it didn't seem to matter what we were doing, we were happy together.
I loved making you smile and laugh. I loved seeing you happy doing what you loved, or eating a meal I'd prepare for you.
I always wanted you to have the best. Since you were in school, I provided for you. Food, toys, restaurants, trips, ... whatever you wanted. I wanted to give you the world. It felt so good to make you happy.
You would tease me and hint towards wanting to get engaged. After 3 years, it happened. We were so happy, and you were so excited and happy to share the big news. We started planning our wedding, moved into a bigger house, new jobs, everything felt good.
I never expected to love someone so much. This young woman brought so much love, happiness, and adventure into my life. She completed changed everything. Everything was so easy.. effortless.. felt right.
When we moved into your dream home, things became more stressful. The house needed a lot of work, as well as the property. Regardless, we were willing and eager to tackle projects together and were excited to make things our own.
As time went on, and school/work seemed to become more stressful for you, I was left finishing a lot of our projects and maintaining them by myself. I also stepped up and started trying to take on more of the chores and responsibilities so that you could focus on school/work and still have time to relax. I was happy to help give you some relief.
After a few months, your brother asked to be our roommate for a time. I was hesitant, but you encouraged me that it would be a good thing. He would pay and help around the house. At first, it was nice. However, as time we on, it became more and more stressful.
The stress of doing everything and having a roommate that didn't mesh well with us overwhelmed me. I knew it was temporary, so I endured it.
One day, you came home from your new job and expressed what a good day you had.. that you had the chance to work with a different doctor, and that he was very fun and nice. I was so happy to hear it, since I knew you hadn't been having good days and people had been difficult. I was glad you seemed to have a mentor.
You started to have more good days than bad, working with this person more and more. You started talking to me about them more, sharing things you learned and talked with him about. As time went on, I started to feel a bit jealous. You had been spending more time with this person than me... your shifts were long, and I hadn't been seeing you as much. You started even talking to our parents about this person.
I started to notice you texting him while we were at home together. I'd ask, and you'd happily share whatever it was you guys were talking about. One evening, you were texting this doctor late at night. I approached you about this, and expressed how it was making me feel. I felt that it had started to become too much, and wasn't appropriate. I didn't like the idea of this older married man communicating with my young fiance so much. I expressed that I was happy that you had a friend at work, but felt that it was becoming too personal and inappropriate. You tried to reassure me that you were just friends, and that he was old and married, you would never be attracted to him. I stood firm and expressed that I would like for you to only communicate while at work, or for work related matters. You agreed and assured me it was nothing.
As time went on, I noticed you would sometimes hide your phone, turn it away, flip it upside down, or turn it off as I walked by. At first, I thought it was just me being paranoid. But as time went on, it started to mess with my head... otherwise, everything was good, so I told myself it was nothing. You started to enjoy that type of work and decided to join his practice. I was happy you were able to make up your mind and find something you enjoyed. Time went on. At some point, you needed an invasive procedure done... and you requested that doctor complete it. I didn't love the idea, but you preferred to have someone do it that you trusted. After that, the doctor seemed to be a thing of the past.
As the wedding date approached, the excitement increased. We had everything planned out and we were so excited for our big day. I saw how happy you were throughout the whole process. I couldn't believe our big day was right around the corner.
Our wedding was like a dream. Everything came together so nicely. We had the best night of our lives. I loved seeing you so happy with our friends and family there to celebrate with us. We went on a wonderful honeymoon and I felt so loved and appreciated.
Once we returned home, our roommate left, and stress started to decrease dramatically in the house. I was so relieved. You finished school, graduated, and I threw you a big surprise party to celebrate. I had always put together parties for all your special occasions, and I knew you really appreciated that. After so many nights helping you study, it felt wonderful to see you walk across that stage and finally finish.
You shortly after moved to a different hospital, and seemed to really like your new job and everyone there. Life was so good...
The house and our list of responsibilities and all the maintenance was still a lot, but I felt we were quickly starting to knock things off our list.
One week, you started working a lot... I hardly saw you that week. We'd always text and check in, saying we loved eachother, missed eachother, and looked forward to seeing eachother. When the weekend finally arrived, you had mentioned your best friend invited you to join her for girl time. I realized you hadn't seen her much lately and encouraged it.
That weekend, my grandmother had been struggling. I felt alone in our big house and had wished you were there. We checked in on eachother while you were gone. I was expecting you to return one evening, so I had dinner prepared. I was hurt when you didn't arrive and decided to stay another night with your friend.
When I saw you the next morning, I was feeling pretty down. I was already sad about my grandmother, but also felt like an after thought that week. You were so happy to see me, which was nice. We had a nice evening, spent time together, .. you never stopped telling me you loved me.
The next day after work, I got home, and you seemed so cold and distant. You seemed bothered by something. I checked in, asked if you needed anything, then went about my day. It seemed like you wanted space. I checked in every few hours, and you were busy doing something on your laptop.
I prepared dinner and started watching TV. I encouraged you to take a break, eat, and relax some before bed. You joined me on the couch, but was quiet and explained that you had some work to finish.
As it got late, I went up to bed. You explained you'd be up a little longer while you finished your work. As the hours went by, I thought it was so odd that you weren't in bed yet. I knew you had to get up early... sleep was always such a priority. I got up to check on you and to get some water. You were still on your laptop.. I noticed you were looking at rooms to something. I encouraged you to get some sleep. You joined me, looking exhausted.
We cuddled, said we loved eachother, then fell asleep. The next morning, I finished getting ready for work while you slept. As I was getting ready to leave, I sae your laptop. I decided to check and see what you were looking at... another air bnb for a trip? I was curious. We shared the laptop, so I didn't feel like I was invading her privacy.
I opened the laptop and saw apartments. I was so confused. I checker her email.. apartments. I noticed she had Facebook messenger up with recent messages. I checked... my world turned upside down. Those seconds felt like eternity as my heart sounded and my stomach sank. I read a message to a friend saying she wanted a divorce, never loved me, felt like a stranger in her house, dreaded coming home to me, ... that she loved a doctor.. he's married, but his wife is a lesbian. That was easily the worst moment of my life. I panicked and didn't know what to do... I was in shock. After a few minutes, I decided to address this with you.
I quietly walked up the stairs, sat on the edge of the bed, and calmly woke you up. You were sleepy, asking why I woke up.. you still had about 30m before work. I apologized for waking you.. As I looked at you silently, I started to cry. I quietly said "I know...". "I saw the messages". She looked back at me in shock.. eyes wide in the dark. I asked if she had been having an affair. She said no.. then started to look at me as if I wad a stranger. It was a terrible feeling.
You got up to get ready for work, and said we'd talk later that evening. You left. I was standing in the driveway and felt sick. I wasn't sure if I could make it to work.. but being at the house was making me feel worse, so I left. I didn't eat anything that while day. While at work, I prepared myself for our talk.
When we both got home, you pulled up to the house and started to pack some things while I sat on the couch. When you finally joined me, you were quiet.. asked about my day, I asked about yours.. then more silence. I asked what you needed from me. You explained that you were feeling very anxious, and didn't want me to get upset. You said you were going to stay with a friend for a few days to clear your head and wanted to talk once we were both rested.
You left for almost a week while I stayed in our big empty house, taking care of our pets, and completely confused and dead inside. I hardly ate or slept. I desperately started reading and watching whatever information I could find to help explain what was happening and to prepare myself. I spent most of my time thinking, reflecting on our life. I started tonrealize how stressed I had been... and thought about all the things I should/could have done differently. I knew I treated her so well, but no one is perfect.
Looking back, I started to think about all the red flags. Love is blind. I truly loved, trusted, and cared for this person more than anyone in the world. I thought she felt the same way... I never imagined us seperating.
I started to think of that doctor she used to talk about.. and realized she probably never stopped talking to him. I started to realize that my wife had stopped opening up to me... was no longer emotional or vulnerable... her emotional? affair started to kill the emotional intimacy between us.
I was happy just to have her in my life and enjoyed just being with her... she never expressed or talked about being unhappy... if I had known, I feel certain that we could have fixed whatever was lacking. I would have met whichever needs werent being met.
Were you lonely while I was busy working hard for us? Was she bored? I would have happily planned more outings... whenever I suggested something, you expressed that you were tired or didn't show interest. I knew you enjoyed time alone, so I never felt bad doing my own thing. I figured you would tell me of you needed or felt something...
I was so confused... started to question what was real. When did this all start? Why? How? Terrible thoughts entered my mind... so many late shifts, staying the night at the hospital, leaving early to get the air bnbs ready, ...
I also realized that towards the end, you had suddenly started to listen to different music, got a nose piercing, tattoo, talked about signing up for a sport, working out, ... these were all things I knew you had wanted to do for awhile, but it was all so sudden.
Why didn't you ever communicate... I recall you expressing your concern with my stress, but nothing else. I felt that my stress was reasonable considering everything I was doing.. and knew it was temporary. I didn't ignore it though. I saw a therapist, and started making changes. Was it all too late?
When we finally spoke again, it was so nice to just see you. We sat and you were so friendly and sweet - it reassured me that everything was going to be ok. We made small talk and joked, which immediately lightened the mood. You suggested I spoke first. I expressed my feelings and how important the marriage was.. that I'd so anything to save it. I took responsibility for my side of things and expressed the changes I had made and would continue to make. When you started, you expressed that you would always cherish our time together, but we're set on divorce. That we both deserved to be truly happy. Shortly after, you left.
The days after, you started packing your things while I was at work. I was living in a big empty house, every day getting more and more empty. I was a complete mess living in hell. Her family started to reach out to me and shower me with support, apologies, and disbelief. No one could make sense of this.
After a week or so, I couldn't take it any more, so I moved to stay with my parents while we finished moving out. I attempted to stay cordile through all this. You seemed so unphased and happy... texting me and talking to me like we were still best friends.
You explained that you felt bad for saying you never loved me... that you did, but not in the way a wife should love their husband. That it could be years, but in the future, I could count on you.
As time went on, and the pain increased, I was more distant. You texted more and more. Finally, I suggested that we limit communication unless she was interested in working on our marriage.
As the days went by, you grew colder and irritated.. I started to feel like the bad guy. I know you started to feel the weight of your decisons, and starred to project onto me. Making me the bad guy made you feel better. I attempted to end things on a good note... being helpful throughout the move out process, but you were so cold. It hurt so much... 5 wonderful years tossed aside like it never mattered.
I havent talked to you in weeks... I miss my best friend, my love, your family, our pets, and the wonderful life we built. I'm left trying to pickup the pieces. I feel so lost, confused, broken, ...
The tremendous amount of support I've gotten from both sides has helped a lot. I'm seeing a therapist, reading a lot, eating more, working out, and focusing on my self. The days are getting better, but I still have days where I am a mess.
I havent been sleeping well... always tired. Waking up several times, terrible nightmares and thoughts of you being with another man... I still have believe you would be capable of all this.. of hurting me so much.
I have urges to reach out to you... wanting to fix this, that there must be a misunderstanding... there are so many things I'd like to say. I got complacent and comfortable during our time together. I stopped doing the little things as often as I used to... I never meant to hurt you, make you feel lonely, unloved, unappreciated, ... whatever it is you felt. It's difficult for me to accept that my sweet innocent wife was capable of this... surely there was a reason?? I was just so caught up in my list of things... I was working so hard for our future.
I feel like my wife was manipulated by this man... why does an older doctor (20 years older) have a lesbian wife? He doesn't love her like she seems to think... he is using her. I feel sorry for her... I know there is no future there.
I've done a lot of reading on Attachment Styles, Limerence, love addiction, and other things that come as a result of childhood trauma. I feel like a lot of this has to do with her trauma... but also her selfishness and emotional immaturity. There is nothing I can do. I just pray she figures things out on her own, finds longlasting happiness, and puts an end to this cycle.
I would love it if we were able to reconnect in the future... I still deeply love and care for her. I don't want our story to end... none of this feels right. My gut is screaming that this is all wrong. I just know we both need to work on ourselves for the time being.
One day I had it all, the next, it crashed down before my eyes. Meeting you was the best thing to happen to me... you leaving was the worst. You rushed out of my life so quickly... I wish things were different.

Trying to keep this as realistic as possible but what do you think we need to do to get back to contention? The names I am about to list are not elite players, because again, let’s be REAL, if Bron signs back on a max, we are capped out. I’d REALLY like to see AD back at the 4 next year where I think he has historically played some of his best basketball.
Potential FA signings:

1. Andre Drummond - (Veteran Minimum)

Fills one of our biggest needs which is rebounding. Dude still rebounds at an elite clip. He can also move his feet and has some mobility and just gives us some size to potentially throw on Jokic outside of AD. With Christian Wood coming back, I think a Center rotation of AD, Wood and Drummond compliments well.

1. THT (Vet Min)

I am going to get a ton of shit for this one, but I would love to bring THT back at the minimum. He’s Klutch I believe, still only 23, and has elite ability to put pressure on the rim which we lack outside of Bron. He’s also averaged 4 assists in Utah and still shows flashes of why we signed him over AC (massive fuck up I know). At the minimum, I see no harm.

1. James Wiseman

Again, not a super sexy signing, but he’s 23. He’s a #2 pick for a reason, has mobility and 6’11 with a 7’6 wingspan. We just need size to throw at Joker. We are going to hear if he couldn’t develop with the Warriors nobody can help him, but Steve Kerr is known to favor Vets.
Take a look at this video highlighting his improvements on defense:
https://x.com/LakersLegacyPod/status/1792757050218541251/mediaViewer?currentTweet=1792757050218541251¤tTweet=1792757050218541251¤tTweetUser=LakersLegacyPod¤tTweetUser=LakersLegacyPod

1. Kelly Oubre (bi annual exception)

We need wings. Oubre signed for the minimum in Philly but not sure he signs for that again. He plays solid defense, brings athleticism which we lacked all year, but yes he’s not the best shooter.

1. Derek Jones Jr (bi annual exception)

Elite athlete who’s played great defense in Dallas. If we can’t get Oubre I hope he’s another name we take a look at.
Potential trades: (Assuming we have 3 1sts we can trade)

1. DeJounte Murray - He’s a clutch client who has had links to LA, and I think exactly what we need. Not the elite defender he was but he can still play 10x better defense when required than AR and D-Lo combined. He can do a little bit of everything and gives us a big body at the guard spot.

Potential trade: AR + Two 1sts

1. Alex Caruso

This one may not be as realistic but I’m going to throw it out there anyways, but AC is an expiring deal next year and I doubt he wants to remain in Chicago. He’s made multiple comments about how he wanted to remain in LA and I hope we can somehow get him back.
Potential Trade:
S&T D-Lo to Chicago and a 1st for AC?
Or Vincent and 1st for AC?
If Minnesota has shown anything, it’s that to beat Denver we need two way players. This entire roster is constructed of one way players outside of Bron and AD and I’m not going to expect 40 year old Bron to do both. We need Bron to be one of our weakest defenders and hide him if this team is going to be able to do anything.

I've been trying to run a playthrough using Trailblazers quick and dirty, ai overhaul lite, Extended encounters and Radiance with interesting npcs on x1s. Problem is, via Sage advice and digging I feel as if my LO may be too intensive for my console. Getting things like shorter draw distance and npcs popping up right in front of me letting me know the system is taxed. I wish use Fashions of the fourth era and enhanced blood textures lite.
I really noticed a problem when all the textures and assets of outer Rittenhouse completely disappeared early on a level 6 character, so I've gotta face the music and cut some things out.
My ultimate goal is to at least be able to run interesting npcs together with Trailblazers quick and dirty but I'm not sure if that's possible.
Can anybody take a look at this LO and let me know what needs to be cut to make this possible? Should I just stick with interesting npcs (what I originally used) and get rid of Trailblazers and the encounter mods? Does elfx make things heavy performance wise too?
I'm willing to cut down on things to have the npcs (this is for someone going through a tough time and they like that they can escape their situation in "another world" so any help is greatly appreciated even if it is a "no, it can't be done".
Thanks in advance T__T
LO:
• MASTER FILES
Interesting npcs part 1/ Unofficial patch/ Interesting npcs part 2/
• FOUNDATION
Reflections/ Skyrim on skooma/ Cheat room/
• MENU/ FONT/ UI
Undiscover Skyrim/ Tailor swf/
• QUEST ALTERATIONS
Caught red handed/ Innocence lost/ The heart of dibella/ House of horrors- quest expansion/ Even better quest objectives/ The whispering doo The only cure/
• PURELY CRAFTABLES
Ks switchable #1/ Ks switchable males/ Ars Metallica/ Alchemy requires bottles/
• GAME MECHANICS
Scion vampire oberhaul/ Manbeast/ Hearthfire adoptions/ Better spell learning/ Crime report and radius/
• LEVEL PROGRESSION
20 pct more perk points/ 50 pct more perk points/
• PERK OVERHAULS
Ordinato
• MAGIC OVERHAULS/ ADDITIONS
Apocalypse/ Apocalypse ordinator patch/ Better spell learning apocalypse/ Frost slowl tweaks/
• ITEM AND LOOT LEVELED LIST
Reading books books books improves speech/ Cloaks of skyrim/ Fashions of the 4th era/ Bandolie
• ENEMY NPC LEVEL LIST
• AUDIO
Quiter dungeons and caves/
• WEATHE ATMOSPHERE
Far better sun/ Enhanced night/ Obsidian weathers/
• GRASS
Verdant (not added yet but may add if it'll boost stability) /
• LANDSCAPE AND GRASS
Landscape fixes for grass (only added if verdant is added)/ Less Vanilla Trees balanced/
• SKIN MESH AND TEXTURES/ SKELETON
Realistuc ragdolls/ Leins skyrim npc oberhaul/ Divine skins and bodies/
• IDLES AND ANIMATIONS
• GENERAL MESH AND TEXTURES
Rass/ Enhanced blood texture/ Skyland aio/
• NPC AI
Sleeping expanded/ Rdo/ Rdo ussep patch/ Serana dialogue edit/
• NPC/ PC IMMERSION
There will be blood/ Extended encounters Radiance Immersive speech dialogue Trailblazers quick and dirty
• NPC/ PC FACE MODIFICATION
Beards/ The eyes of beauty/
• INTERIOR LIGHTING/ DECORATING
• LIGHT MULTIPLE EXTERIOR EDITS
Updated enhanced lights/ Elfx hardcore/ Elfx fixes aio/
• SINGLE AREA EDITS
Heljarchen farm/
• MULTIPLE AREA EDITS
Master the summit/ Magical college of winterhold/ Magical college of winterhold elfx/ Point the way/ Lawbringe House rules for Lawbringe Wintersun faiths/ Missives/ The notice board/
• UNIQUE ITEMS/ ADDED LOCATIONS
• COMBAT MOD
• UNIQUE FOLLOWERS
• QUEST MODS
Listen dark brotherhood/ College curriculum/ Stendar rising/ The forgotten city/ Faction pit fighte Faction pit fighter add on/ Clockwork/
• MAP MODS
• BOTTOM LO
Emotes/ Lore and gender height/ Become a bard/ Xbox rename npcs/ Ai overhaul lite/ Immersive amazing followe Realistic conversation/ Alternate start

What makes AHs assume I am a player when I don't even present myself as a man that women would find interesting? I don't even try to hide it, lmao. This is starting to feel disrespectful to me, IMO. I can't even get a GF, due to my lack of things that would qualify me as a "man" and I know for a fact I shouldn't even try to date, because I know that girls will find something wrong with me, but when people are like "stop, capping I bet girls are lining up" " oh, it's should be impossible for you to not have a GF," etc. I think they are talking BS and just trying to be AHs.

M28. What makes people assume I am a player when I don't even present myself as a man that women would find interesting? I don't even try to hide it, lmao. This is starting to feel disrespectful to me, IMO. I can't even get a GF, due to my lack of things that would qualify me as a "man" and I know for a fact I shouldn't even try to date, because I know that girls will find something wrong with me, but when people are like "stop, capping I bet girls are lining up" " oh, it's should be impossible for you to not have a GF," etc. I think they are talking BS and just trying to be AHs.

M28. What would make people assume I am a player when I don't even present myself as a man that women would find interesting? I don't even try to hide it, lmao. This is starting to feel disrespectful to me, IMO. I can't even get a GF, due to my lack of things that would qualify me as a "man" and I know for a fact I shouldn't even try to date, because I know that girls will find something wrong with me, but when people are like "stop, capping I bet girls are lining up" " oh, it's should be impossible for you to not have a GF," etc. I think they are talking BS and just trying to be AHs.

I honestly am not sure what people expected from these new headphones. Aside from the obvious problems with the app, just going by the headphones themselves they seem great. I too am disappointed we won’t get WiFi music streaming directly to the headphones but we were also expecting a feature like that on headphones that are $100 less than the AirPods Max when they came out. Without a proper review, on the surface these headphones best the AirPods Max in a number of categories.

1. 30 hours of battery life vs 20
   
2. Actually has a on/off switch.
   
3. Has a proper carrying case.
   
4. Lossless audio for android users.
   
5. 3min charge gives you 3hrs of playback as opposed to 5min charge giving you 1.5hrs of playback on AirPods Max
   
6. Arc tv sound hand off (with support for beam and ray coming later) now I use my AirPods Max with Apple TV, and it works great but with the Sonos Ace, ANYTHING outputting to the soundbar can be listened to on the headphones, including blu ray players, cable tv boxes, gaming consoles, streaming devices, built in tv apps, and external videos or music on a usb connected to your tv. Some people in the Sonos ecosystem might have a Sonos Beam or Ray if they care about sound quality in their bedroom or kids rooms but not everyone will have an Apple TV in each room, there are people that might spend more money to get better sound quality from their tv but are perfectly happy just using their TV’s built in apps or cheap streaming sticks. I have an older tv from 2019 in my bedroom that doesn’t have Bluetooth and I don’t need an Apple TV in that room but I do have a beam gen 2 which will let me watch movies with the Ace in the future. Also the AirPods and Apple TV connection isn’t perfect, if I connected my AirPods Max to the Apple TV in the living room previously and then try to use them upstairs I’ll hear what my family is watching downstairs and the only way to disconnect them is to manually do it from the Apple TV. Same thing if I put my AirPods on while sitting on the couch, many times I just steal the audio from what my girlfriend is watching.
   
7. This one is subject to personal taste but imo the Sonos Ace look much better than the AirPods Max, especially in white. I never got the white AirPods Max because I didn’t know how the white cloth material would stand up to years of use.
   
8. You will be able to adjust the treble and bass in the app for the Ace. Other headphones give you more control but you have more options for eq when just comparing to the AirPods Max.
   

The Verge posted an article today with initial impressions on sound quality and mentioned they sound “damn good” with noise cancellation sounding “eerie” as well as saying noise transparency was “just as reliable” so far they seem like they will stand up to other premium headphones in these categories with the added benefit of TV sound hand off. I don’t understand people saying they don’t know why Sonos is going into the headphone space if they are not bringing anything new, Sennheiser, Sony, and Bose all seem very similar with some features being better or worse than the others and yet they keep releasing newer versions with minor to moderate changes but nothing revolutionary.

Prologue

Hello and welcome to my post. I will subdivide this into two large parts. One will cover my thoughts, feelings, my hopes and dreams...While the other will tell you the specifics of how I pass the time, what topics interest me, what passions do I posses. I believe that at the end of this leap into my inner world, you dear reader, will have all the necessary information to judge whether we are compatible or not.

Part I
I am writing this in the hopes of finding something that I lack. Lately I have had this feeling, this tinge of melancholy within the dephts of my being, this yearning to find a kindred spirit, another Soul, much like mine, to form a bond with. Perhaps Loneliness is the right word for what is bothering me, but to use it seems to carry with it a connotation of ungratefulness. Ungratefulness for the people that I do have in my life, although none of them, of course, have the connection to me that I seek here.

I have found it increasingly necessary to seek in this Life a sort of purity of thought. What I mean is, I have began to undestand what ideas and concepts are ultimately compatible with my inner most Self, ergo what guidelines I have to follow to feel the most whole. Naturally I have likewise realised what I cannot add to my Self and what I will henceforth reject with all the power that I posses.

With this new context in mind, I now follow on the path of self improvement. I will now begin to mold my Self into my perfected idea of how the Self should be. This is certainly a significant undertaking, one that will not be easy to follow through on but one that I ultimately have to do. To me such context is essential. It is akin to a Guiding Star shining in the night. I will follow this Star for without it I am lost in the vast Darkness.

Looking back at my life, it was suboptimal, especially if one compares the way it molded me to how I will now mold myself. I suppose I must look on with a hint of regret at all that time which one might consider to be lost. Still... I try to stave off such decisively negative interpretations, after all, I have ultimately came to these conclusions. That means that somewhere along the line I had to have picked up on enough of such ideas for them to become so cemented in my consciousness. Well, either that or I was always like this, but in that case I can at least thank my life up to this point for not being able to supress such manifestations of my inner most Self.

To add to the topic of my life, I must admit that not all the battles have yet been won, not all the Demons vanquished, not every Mountain climbed. I want you to keep such things in mind when deciding whether or not to approach me. Many will shy away, I undestand that much, but the pursuit of true Companionship is just another such battle. Having said all that I do believe that being able to overcome hurdles together carries with it a certain appeal. That is to say, what's the fun in joining once the Game is already over?

I don't shy away from such challenges, perhaps to a fault. Certain troubles that I faced in the past carry with them a long shadow over my current health and well being. Still, I intend to change little in this regard other than the proficiency with which I will clash the current of my Will against the cliffs of Life.
Part II
In this part of my post I will tell you about my interests and hobbies, I will try to be thorough, commonality in this regard is rather important to build a relationship
History. I have had an interest in history for almost a decade now, it started back in school and developed from there. Well, now that I think about it one could argue that it started even earlier in my life as I liked watching the odd historic documentary or film aired on television but it wasn't regular back then, I never actively sought it out. I am mostly interested in European history in the period between the 18th-20th century but I sometimes branch out to other time periods and other parts of the world. I watch various channels related to history and read articles and sometimes books. I have recently got a few books on the German revolution of 1848/1849 and a historical magazine on the Thirty Years' War. Besides that I try to visit museums sometimes.
Literature. Especially old novels. I like to immerse myself in the Worlds of these books, I tend to read them while listening to thematically fitting music and take my time with them. One time you are following a troubled Youth in his quest for spiritual understanding of the world, another you see the aged and decrepit Doctor gambling his very Soul on the promises of abtaining satisfaction in earthy pleasures, then again your olfaction notices the most pleasant scent known to man even as the one eminating it has the appearance of a revolting Frog. These and many other stories open up to you once you decide to set foot into the literary World.
Languages. I know three, with one being a bit rusty. I am currently working intently on strengthening it. I believe that if I continue to apply myself in this regard then I should be able to finally conquer it. What language am I working on? Well, if you were to stack all the major works in it they would be as tall as a house... It is fun to go through different works in multiple languages, the same goes for film, games and such.
Games. I recently played Cyberpunk 2077. Well as recently as I played any major story centric game. Now that the dust has settled and the bugs mostly removed...It's not that bad. The main questline at least. Besides that I tried Fallout 76 (Very average, I'm dissapointed with what they made the "RPG" system) and I might give Deus Ex Manking Divided another spin (since it's somewhat similar to Cyberpunk when it comes to its aesthetics). Dark Souls is one of my favorite series, I still haven't beaten Elden Ring though. When it came out I wasn't in the right mindset to invest a hundred hours into it, with all those bosses and difficult locations. I think I'll only consider playing it if I am streaming it to someone. I am generally interested in either streaming games or having the person I am talking to stream them to me. To be specific I mean streaming to a single person while being on call. Besides that I'm a big fan of Paradox strategy games, especially Europa Universalis IV and Heats of Iron IV, I tend to only play single player since I find multiplayer with many people to be rather stressful but on the other hand I have nothing against a co-op game. I'm not the best player though, despite the ammount of hours I have in them. Another great game I would mention would be Dragon's Dogma. A very underrated RPG. I recently beat it again and it was an atmospheric and interesting experience. It is one of those games that feel like they have an endless ammount of depth and constant new secrets to discover.
Anime and Manga. In recent times my interest in them has waned but I still watch the occasional series here and there. Like Cyberpunk Edgerunners (Which I found to be rather mediocre) and the very good first season from the new arc of Bleach. Some of my favourite series include: Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, Death Note, Fate;Zero, Psycho Pass, Code Geass and Attack on Titan. I wouldn't mind if you were to introduce me to some new series, maybe based on the ones I mentioned. My favourite Manga is Berserk which I still follow, althought I am still not certain on the direction that the new author is taking. I suppose it really is a matter of contention whether a somewhat (or considerably warped) vision is better than an unfinished work. One could argue that a few novels remain unfinished and possess a macabre appeal to them as such.
Music. Classical music has a very special place in my heart. A few of my favourite pieces would be: Clair de Lune, Nocturne Op. 9 No.2, Devil's Trill Sonata, Danse Macabre, Valse Sentimentale, Symphony No. 7 in A Major, Op. 92: II. Alegreto (by Beethoven) and Suite from Swan Lake, Op. 20a: I. Scene. Moderato. There are more but these ones always invoke something in me when I listen to them. Besides Classical I also enjoy listening to Synthwave, old Western pop and J-pop, both modern and from the 20th century.
Esotericism. I am interested in things spiritual, mystical, magical and esoteric. I have read religios texts, magical grimoires, introductions to various schools of thought. It is interesting to me.
Epilogue
Hopefully I was able to cast the spotlight upon my inner World in a clear and unequivocal manner. I feel the need to add to the aforementioned that I am rather introverted, which means that I tend to dislike large social gatherings. I managed to condition myself to be able to endure the presense of large groups of people but it isn't something that I would seek out in most cases. Besides that I am neurodivergent and suffer from certain issues with mental health. I have to take medication to keep myself under control. They work well enough but certain days are harder than others. I respect the struggle that others have with mental health but in the context of a relationship I have my limits, no one with BDP for instance. I am also not looking for anything casual. I understand than one cannot demand depth and meaning from a conversation with an absolute stranger, that is akin to trying to build a sand castle right before the waves strike but I ask at least that you enter with a mindset that this might become something of significance. I also do want to say that I am completely Monogamous. My preference? The sickly, pale, intellectual who watches rain droplets slide down the window in Autumn. And...someone wholesome, if you get my meaning. Lastly, if I enjoy the company of a person I tend to not want to let them go.
Thank you for taking the time to read my post and have a good day. I ask that you send a DM instead of a chat. Write "Radiant Sun" as the title.
Goodbye...Or perhaps untill we meet again

My friend and I have been friends for the past 3 years. We met during our bachelor studies and immediately hit it off. We connected on a very emotional and deep level. Back then, we were both in a very dark place in our lives. Since then, I have started therapy and I’m in a much better place.
Unfortunately, my friend has not improved much. Most of our conversations now have been me trying to help her with her issues, and I feel it takes me so much energy, and I am not willing to do this anymore. I have also been realising more and more that if I have remove the emotional side of our friendship, we have absolutely nothing in common. She likes to stay at home, doesn’t like trying new things, new foods. She doesn’t like watching movies, nor listening to music, nor dancing. She’s not up for trying new activities like VR. On her bday, I planned a trip to a city nearby, and she was constantly paranoid and scared that people would rob her, so we had to get a taxi everywhere and barely enjoyed our time.
She was also convinced that her stepmother would make her cut contact with her sister based on a hypothetical conversation she thought she would have with her grandparents. I spent the whole train ride trying to convince her that was this would not happen.
I find it impossible to simply hear her saying these things and stay quiet, because I don’t want to reinforce her thoughts. But I also feel like I’m constantly lecturing her, which doesn’t make feel comfortable either. She was seeing a psychologist for a few months, but she stopped because she said it wasn’t helpful. However, she’s no longer trying to find a new one because she says she’s in a better place now. A couple of weeks after this, she was convinced she would fail some courses and decided to postpone the thesis. She told me that this led to extreme anxiety - pulling hair, stomach aches, panic attacks, you name it. To her surprise (not mine), she passed the courses. When I suggested that she really should get help, she told me that school was only a small part of her life, so she didn’t see the point. I could go on and on about it, but the bottom line is that I am tired. I feel like she’s not in a place in which she’s ready for some change, and unfortunately being friends with her is not being a pleasant experience. I also don’t think she’s enjoying constant lectures, which I can completely understand. I’m at point in which I no longer want to be friends with her. I feel like I put in so much effort to change and be a better person not only for myself but for those around me, and I don’t see the same with her. There are also some behaviours that I find difficult to respect. In the past, she had a lot of arguments with her boyfriend because she didn’t want him to go out with his friends. I think she’s also quite codependent, as her boyfriend drives her to university every day before going to his work (which is 40min away) and then picks her up in the evening. This is because she says she cannot bike due getting short of breath and the bus takes too long. Another argument was that she would annoyed(and even angry) every time her boyfriend and his family would talk about his late grandpa, because in her mind he’s already dead. So, as I mentioned, I have a really hard time just listening to such things and not saying anything. My decision is reinforced by the fact that I am moving away in 2 months, and I know for a fact she won’t be putting in the effort to see me. I went to an exchange in another city, and she kept saying she would visit but never did.
This is not to say that I am better than her, but I feel like I am aware of my shortcomings and I am working on improving myself. I can’t say that she’s trying. Or at least it doesn’t seem like that to me.
We both just stopped texting each other, and nothing official was stated. I assume she got tired of getting lectured, and I am unfortunately not interested in hearing only complaints with her, so the conversation just stopped. I went to my psychologist today, and we talked about it. I started thinking whether I should make it official and explain to her how I am feeling, and that I don’t want to be friends anymore. I think I owe that to her. But I don’t know, I think it will be quite painful to her, but at the same time the way things are at the moment, she may not understand what is going on.
What are your thoughts? Thanks in advance!

In three years of coaching and watching my daughter play 8U and 10U REC softball, I've seen repeated instances of "poor sportsmanship" from coaching and parents that does not seem to bother other people. Here are some of the things I've seen:
1) Stealing bases up 16-3
2) Up 15-2, parents cheering every run as if they won the world series
3) Waving a girl home on a "home run" up 20-3
4) Coaches telling players to purposely strike out in order to end the inning before the no-new time limit
5) Bringing back an "ace" up 10-1 to smoke girls at the bottom of the lineup that have never played before to end game (early in season).
6) Up 11-0 and stealing in an All-Star tournament
7) Parents arguing calls
8) Trophy hunting. Creating rec league "all star" teams that are really travel teams that play year-round together in order to destroy teams in tournaments.
9) Bunting up 10-2.
I'm curious as to what others think of this. Is this poor sportsmanship? Maybe I'm old school, but I don't think it right to embarrass players that are 8-10 years old. My thoughts are when it gets to about 10 runs, just have the girls hit and stay on the bag (singles).