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2016.02.26 01:10 spidarmen Cars Filled With Garbage
We've all seen it. A car filled to the brim with trash. Some call it car hoarding. We call it, Carbage!
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The place to talk about your own car.
2023.03.30 06:27 MsWeather It Is Time to Show the American People Photographs of Children Massacred by Gun Violence — Pictures convey reality in a way that words cannot. One of these days, the parents of children murdered in a school shooting may make the same decision Mamie Till did of her son Emmett in 1955.
And now we have another mass school shooting, this time in Tennessee with three 9-year-old girls dead as well as 3 adults. Immediately followed by another pathetic Republican congressman claiming that Congress can’t do a thing.
A community is grieving, schoolkids across America are terrified, and after 130 mass shootings in the first 87 days of this year — 33 of them in schools and colleges — you’d think average Americans would finally understand the horrors of the gun violence Republicans in Congress and on the Supreme Court have inflicted on us.
This is a phenomenon as systemic and unique to the United States today as Jim Crow was in the 1950s. The gun control movement needs to learn from the Civil Rights movement.
The odds are pretty close to zero; most Americans have no idea the kind of damage such weapons of war can do to people, particularly children.
But we need to learn.
And yet, pictures convey reality in a way that words cannot. One of these days, the parents of children murdered in a school shooting may make the same decision Mamie Till did in 1955.
America’s era of mass shootings kicked off on August 1, 1966 when Charles Whitman murdered his mother and then climbed to the top of the clock tower at the University of Texas and begin shooting.
The vast majority of our mass killings, however, began during the Reagan/Bush administrations following the 1984 San Ysidro, California McDonald’s massacre, the Edmond, Oklahoma Post Office shooting of 1986, and the Luby’s Cafeteria massacre in Killeen, Texas in 1991.
We’ve become familiar with the names of the places, and sometimes the dates, but the horror and pain of the torn and exploded bodies has escaped us.
Here’s how The New York Times quoted then-Vice President Biden:
In the first years after the laws took place, firearms-related deaths in Australia fell by well over 40%, with suicides dropping by 77%. There have only been two mass killings in the 27 years since then.
The year 1996 was Australia’s Emmett Till moment.
America needs ours.
https://www.commondreams.org/opinion/photographs-of-child-victims-of-mass-shootings
*Carolyn Donham - Emmett Till
https://www.reddit.com/politics/comments/125x2z5/it_is_time_to_show_the_american_people/
https://www.reddit.com/news/comments/125x58m/5yearold_fatally_shoots_16monthold_brother_at/
https://www.reddit.com/politics/comments/125q80z/the_nashville_shooters_arsenal_makes_a_mockery_of/
https://www.reddit.com/oddlyterrifying/comments/125zxgo/this_is_america/
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A community is grieving, schoolkids across America are terrified, and after 130 mass shootings in the first 87 days of this year — 33 of them in schools and colleges — you’d think average Americans would finally understand the horrors of the gun violence Republicans in Congress and on the Supreme Court have inflicted on us.
This is a phenomenon as systemic and unique to the United States today as Jim Crow was in the 1950s. The gun control movement needs to learn from the Civil Rights movement.
Back in 1955, young Black people like 14-year-old Emmett Till were routinely murdered by white people all over America, usually with no consequence whatsoever.
Emmett Till was kidnapped by two Mississippi white men, brutally tortured, murdered, and his mangled body was thrown into the Tallahatchie River. (And the white men who did it, and the white woman who set it off with a lie, never suffered any consequence.*)His mother, Mamie Bradley, made the extraordinarily brave decision to show her child’s mutilated face with an open-coffin funeral in their hometown of Chicago.
Jet magazine ran a picture you can see here of Emmett, which went viral, invigorating the Civil Rights movement as it horrified the nation. As President Biden said last month, honoring the release of the new movie Till:“JET magazine, the Chicago Defender and other Black newspapers were unflinching and brave in sharing the story of Emmett Till and searing it into the nation’s consciousness.”
That picture made real the horrors of white violence against Black people in America for those who were unfamiliar, or just unwilling, to confront it.
We’ve all heard about Newtown and Stoneman Douglas and Las Vegas, but have you ever seen pictures of the bodies mutilated by the .223 caliber bullets that semi-automatic assault weapons like the AR15 fire?
Chest x-ray of young girl suffering from #1 cause of death in children / adolescents in the U.S., source
But we need to learn.
In the 1980s, egged on by partisans in the Reagan administration, America’s antiabortion movement begin the practice of holding up graphic, bloody pictures of aborted fetuses as part of their demonstrations and vigils.
Their literature and magazines, and even some of their advertisements, often carry or allude to these graphic images.Those in the movement will tell you that the decision to use these kinds of pictures was a turning point, when “abortion became real“ for many Americans, and even advocates of a woman’s right to choose an abortion started using phrases like “legal, safe, and rare.“
Similarly, when the Pulitzer Prize-winning photo of 9-year-old “Napalm Girl” Phan Thị Kim Phúc running naked down a rural Vietnamese road after napalm caught her clothes on fire was published in 1972, it helped finally turned the tide on the Vietnam War.Showing pictures in American media of the result of a mass shooter’s slaughter would be a controversial challenge.
There are legitimate concerns about sensationalizing violence, about morbid curiosity, about warping young minds and triggering PTSD for survivors of violence.And yet, pictures convey reality in a way that words cannot. One of these days, the parents of children murdered in a school shooting may make the same decision Mamie Till did in 1955.
America’s era of mass shootings kicked off on August 1, 1966 when Charles Whitman murdered his mother and then climbed to the top of the clock tower at the University of Texas and begin shooting.
The vast majority of our mass killings, however, began during the Reagan/Bush administrations following the 1984 San Ysidro, California McDonald’s massacre, the Edmond, Oklahoma Post Office shooting of 1986, and the Luby’s Cafeteria massacre in Killeen, Texas in 1991.
We’ve become familiar with the names of the places, and sometimes the dates, but the horror and pain of the torn and exploded bodies has escaped us.
It’s time for America to confront the reality of gun violence. And all my years working in the advertising business tell me that a graphic portrayal of the consequences of their products is the greatest fear of America’s weapons manufacturers and the NRA.
We did it with tobacco and drunk driving back in the day, showing pictures of people missing half their jaw or mangled and bloody car wreckage, and it worked.
And now there’s a student-led movement asking states to put a check-box on driver’s licenses with the line:“In the event that I die from gun violence please publicize the photo of my death. #MyLastShot.” This isn’t, however, something that should just be tossed off, or thrown up on a webpage.
Leadership from multiple venues in American journalism — print, television, web-based publications — should get together and decide what photos to release, how to release them, and under what circumstances it could be done to provide maximum impact and minimum trauma.
But Americans must understand what’s really going on.
A decade ago, President Obama put then-VP Joe Biden in charge of his gun task force, and Joe Biden saw the pictures from school shootings back then.Here’s how The New York Times quoted then-Vice President Biden:
“‘Jill and I are devastated. The feeling — I just can’t imagine how the families are feeling,’ he said, at times struggling to find the right words.”Obama himself, after seeing the photos, broke into tears on national television.
And we appear to be tiptoeing up to the edge of doing exactly this. Yesterday’s Washington Post featured an article about what happens when people are shot by assault weapons and included this commentary:
“A Texas Ranger speaks of bullets that ‘disintegrated’ a toddler’s skull. “This explains the lead poisoning that plagues survivors of the shooting in Sutherland Springs, Tex.; David Colbath, 61, can scarcely stand or use his hands without pain, and 25-year-old Morgan Workman probably can’t have a baby. It explains the evisceration of small bodies such as that of Noah Pozner, 6, murdered at Sandy Hook Elementary, and Peter Wang, 15, killed at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High. The Post examined the way bullets broke inside of them — obliterating Noah’s jaw and Peter’s skull, filling their chests with blood and leaving behind gaping exit wounds.”
But we need to go the next step and show the actual pictures for this truth about the horror of gun violence to become widely known. Doing this will take leadership.
And, of course, there must be a Mamie Bradley: a parent, spouse or other relation willing to allow the photos of their loved one to be used in this way.In 1996 there was a horrific slaughter in Tasmania, Australia, by a shooter using an AR15-style weapon, culminating a series of mass shootings that had plagued that nation for over a decade.
While the Australian media generally didn’t publish the photos, they were widely circulated.As a result the Australian public was so repulsed that within a year semi-automatic weapons in civilian hands were outlawed altogether, strict gun control measures were put into place, and a gun-buyback program went into effect that voluntarily took over 700,000 weapons out of circulation.
And that was with John Howard as Prime Minister — a conservative who was as hard-right as Ronald Reagan!In the first years after the laws took place, firearms-related deaths in Australia fell by well over 40%, with suicides dropping by 77%. There have only been two mass killings in the 27 years since then.
The year 1996 was Australia’s Emmett Till moment.
America needs ours.
https://www.commondreams.org/opinion/photographs-of-child-victims-of-mass-shootings
5-year-old fatally shoots 16-month-old brother at Indiana apartment
https://www.nbcnews.com/news/crime-courts/16-month-old-boy-dies-gunshot-wound-indiana-apartment-rcna77153https://www.reddit.com/news/comments/125x58m/5yearold_fatally_shoots_16monthold_brother_at/
The Nashville Shooter’s Arsenal Makes a Mockery of US Gun Laws
https://www.vice.com/en/article/n7evwx/nashville-shooting-gun-lawshttps://www.reddit.com/politics/comments/125q80z/the_nashville_shooters_arsenal_makes_a_mockery_of/
This is America
https://i.redd.it/7w5tallt5sqa1.jpghttps://www.reddit.com/oddlyterrifying/comments/125zxgo/this_is_america/
Hate speeches will go away when politicians stop using religion in politics, says Supreme Court
https://indianexpress.com/article/india/hate-speeches-politics-religion-sc-contempt-plea-8525908/ https://www.reddit.com/india/comments/125o0j6/hate_speeches_will_go_away_when_politicians_stop/2023.03.30 06:26 Humble-Shape-6987 Bringing drinks through the border
My bro is currently in Kyrgyzstan seeing his gf's family and he says they can drink from the age of 18 there. He's under 21 and he won't be able to buy some alcohol here, so I told him to buy us a box of whiskey there and then bring it to Almaty in his car through the border on his way back. Is this legal? The Kazakh law says he cant buy or sell it before he's 21 but technically he didn't buy it in Kazakhstan so he doesn't break the law? Are the border customs gonna confiscate the box? Any advice here?
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2023.03.30 06:26 dhop1568 confused with taxes on bingo app
Hi all. I play on a Bingo app which includes other games as well on my phone.
Anyways, in the Terms of service under taxes it says that you would be sent a tax form (1099-MISC, W9, etc) if you win in excess of $600 in any given year.
This is where i’m confused. I have definitely won over $600 throughout the year (not at once), but I would use most of my winnings for game play so really i’ve only deposited around $100 of winnings into my actual bank account over the year of 2022. I rarely deposited anything into my bank. I kept almost all of winnings in the bingo app and used it on games.
Does it still have to be reported since most the money I won never got deposited into my bank acct?
I’m asking because I never received a tax form of any sort. I contacted customer service thru the app (the have no phone number), asking how to get a tax form. They told me this:
“once the player meets the profit amount required to submit W-9 information, the system will trigger information when withdrawing cash, and the player may also submit W-9 information through a pop up window in the game. Players can submit by themselves”. I don’t know if the system is automated but they won’t help me any more than that.
I’ve read online that even if you don’t receive a tax form that you’re still required to report winnings. So, I would just like to know if in this situation it’s necessary.
I have played over 4,000 games and it would be a pain in the ass to itemize all of it and track my winnings if it’s unnecessary. It doesn’t give me a total of what i’ve won. Any help would be totally appreciated!
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Anyways, in the Terms of service under taxes it says that you would be sent a tax form (1099-MISC, W9, etc) if you win in excess of $600 in any given year.
This is where i’m confused. I have definitely won over $600 throughout the year (not at once), but I would use most of my winnings for game play so really i’ve only deposited around $100 of winnings into my actual bank account over the year of 2022. I rarely deposited anything into my bank. I kept almost all of winnings in the bingo app and used it on games.
Does it still have to be reported since most the money I won never got deposited into my bank acct?
I’m asking because I never received a tax form of any sort. I contacted customer service thru the app (the have no phone number), asking how to get a tax form. They told me this:
“once the player meets the profit amount required to submit W-9 information, the system will trigger information when withdrawing cash, and the player may also submit W-9 information through a pop up window in the game. Players can submit by themselves”. I don’t know if the system is automated but they won’t help me any more than that.
I’ve read online that even if you don’t receive a tax form that you’re still required to report winnings. So, I would just like to know if in this situation it’s necessary.
I have played over 4,000 games and it would be a pain in the ass to itemize all of it and track my winnings if it’s unnecessary. It doesn’t give me a total of what i’ve won. Any help would be totally appreciated!
2023.03.30 06:26 IsActuallyAPenguin Can't get mosquitto/MQTT working
I am at my wits' end with this. There's nothing useful on the forums and the documentation for everything home assistant is a kafkaesque exercise in human suffering.
I have two meross light bulbs and I'd like to do some very technical with things with them like turn them on or off or make them purple.
I'd like to run them locally.
Luckily, there are meross plugins that are available that can help. Unluckily, the English language lacks the words I need to describe just how janky it is.
I'm running HASSOS on a pi 4
I've downloaded the mosquito broker addon from the store.
I can configure the mosquitto broker fine (I think - who the hell knows, the error logs are to the mona lista what drawing with shit on an insane asylum wall is to art).
Nothin I enter under broker* for the MQTT plugin will allow me to connect. Dead end. Nothing I've read helps, no amount of configuration to the mosquittoconf file (which there's ZERO useful documentation for) doies anything.
core-mosquitto doesn't work for the broker name. Nor does any variation of ip local host computername or a long-winded diatribe about how much I hate this whole experience.
Appreciate any help anyone can offer me because I'm beyond frustrated.
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I have two meross light bulbs and I'd like to do some very technical with things with them like turn them on or off or make them purple.
I'd like to run them locally.
Luckily, there are meross plugins that are available that can help. Unluckily, the English language lacks the words I need to describe just how janky it is.
I'm running HASSOS on a pi 4
I've downloaded the mosquito broker addon from the store.
I can configure the mosquitto broker fine (I think - who the hell knows, the error logs are to the mona lista what drawing with shit on an insane asylum wall is to art).
Nothin I enter under broker* for the MQTT plugin will allow me to connect. Dead end. Nothing I've read helps, no amount of configuration to the mosquittoconf file (which there's ZERO useful documentation for) doies anything.
core-mosquitto doesn't work for the broker name. Nor does any variation of ip local host computername or a long-winded diatribe about how much I hate this whole experience.
Appreciate any help anyone can offer me because I'm beyond frustrated.
2023.03.30 06:25 Twizzzlez Leaving car camping Saturday and returning
Hey guys,
My girlfriend will need to leave for work 2 hours away for a few hours Saturday mid day. Then she will come back in the afternoon and rejoin us. We are car camping and are trying to figure out the best way to accomplish this. Here's what we are thinking.
1: buy a car camping companion pass and drive an extra car up and use it to go to work. But it looks like there is no re entry if you leave the lot so this doesn't seem like it would work.
2: walk out Saturday morning, grab an Uber to a car rental and rent a car for the day.
3: walk out Saturday morning, grab an Uber to her car that we left somewhere around one of the nearby cities. But where can we leave the car?
Does anyone have any ideas or thoughts on how we can solve this problem?!?
Cheers
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My girlfriend will need to leave for work 2 hours away for a few hours Saturday mid day. Then she will come back in the afternoon and rejoin us. We are car camping and are trying to figure out the best way to accomplish this. Here's what we are thinking.
1: buy a car camping companion pass and drive an extra car up and use it to go to work. But it looks like there is no re entry if you leave the lot so this doesn't seem like it would work.
2: walk out Saturday morning, grab an Uber to a car rental and rent a car for the day.
3: walk out Saturday morning, grab an Uber to her car that we left somewhere around one of the nearby cities. But where can we leave the car?
Does anyone have any ideas or thoughts on how we can solve this problem?!?
Cheers
2023.03.30 06:24 mister_alma_raynard Today is.....
........My bday!
Sorry, ik people hate these types of posts. But this is kinda like a rant or a story time let's say!
Don't gotta wish me btw :) . Ur wish
So imma tell y'all how my bdays went from 2019 onwards.
2k19: Just before my bday in 2019 I made a promise to myself that i wont care about my bday, not ask a gift, not ask for clothes etc. However I failed and ended up asking for a advance bday gift on February itself lol. Made my dad bought me a MI band 3.sadly, this was my worst bday ever! My parents were arguing alot that day. I don't remember why. But i do remember eating lunch at 4 30 pm that day. My mom was angry asf and told me enjoy with my dad. I was sad the whole day. But hey, I was a little kid, I chear up easily by watching yt. 2k20: this was the year where I lost a bit of enthusiasm for birthdays. Maybe coz of the previous year. But i did have certain expectations from my parents. I planned months earlier to ask my dad to buy a game caset for my ps4. This was the time where I used to overthink. I feared rejection from dad. So i decided do all research about where I can get the game for cheap. Almost thought of buying it second hand. It also took about 5 days for me to gather courage and ask my dad. I asked him 2days before my bday and he was like "ok, place it in the cart". I was like " That was easy". It costed 105 SAR along with delivery charge(ABOUT 2100 RUPEES). It arrived 4 days after my bday. Also on my bday my parents gave me the biggest surprise. They bought me a phone (≡∇≡). Also they bought a huge cake for me. Best bday! 2k21: This year I was stuck in India for about 9 months. And on my bday I was at my mom side family house. My dad was away. both my uncles bought me a cake and decorated the Hall with bday decorations. This time i actually did not ask for anything from my dad. However he asked whether I wanted something like about 10 times indirectly and directly. If any relative or friend asked what my parents gifted me, I would say I got a book. However 2 months later I made my dad but me the first percy Jackson book. So I pretty much considered that as a gift. Decent bday ig.
2k22: Before I start. Can we agree that at one point of a person's life they become an independent thinker, can analyse shit , even understand what is wrong and right and also think beyond. Yep that was me
It had suddenly occurred to me that one's bday should nt really be dedicated to them, but to their parents! Why should we gift the bday boy or girl? Why not the parents? Esp the mother! I made a oath to myself that when I get a job imma gift my mom and dad gifts instead and take them out on dinner! Call it cringe, idc. Although I had certain expections this year like the previous two years. I Decided to be quiet this year and ye, that's what happened. My dad asked whether I wanted cake or anything at all. Remembering my philosophy, I felt guilty to ask anything, I felt I don't deserve anything. So I denied cake, dress etc. So ye very empty bday. But I badly wanted to thank my parents. But I could never bring myself to say thank you.
2k23: hey that's today. And I lost 100% enthusiasm towards my bday. In fact today I don't even consider it as my bday, but instead the release day of my favourite actor's movie. I badly wanna watch the movie fdfs but meh. As of now I am in a car heading to tirupathi. Today morning my aunt and cousin sis surprised me with a cake. And I am very thankful. Even today I could never thank my parents ಥ_ಥ. But I stick to my plan of dedicating my bday to my loving parents
Thanks for reading! Even if you skipped to the end, thanks, TC!
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Sorry, ik people hate these types of posts. But this is kinda like a rant or a story time let's say!
Don't gotta wish me btw :) . Ur wish
So imma tell y'all how my bdays went from 2019 onwards.
2k19: Just before my bday in 2019 I made a promise to myself that i wont care about my bday, not ask a gift, not ask for clothes etc. However I failed and ended up asking for a advance bday gift on February itself lol. Made my dad bought me a MI band 3.sadly, this was my worst bday ever! My parents were arguing alot that day. I don't remember why. But i do remember eating lunch at 4 30 pm that day. My mom was angry asf and told me enjoy with my dad. I was sad the whole day. But hey, I was a little kid, I chear up easily by watching yt. 2k20: this was the year where I lost a bit of enthusiasm for birthdays. Maybe coz of the previous year. But i did have certain expectations from my parents. I planned months earlier to ask my dad to buy a game caset for my ps4. This was the time where I used to overthink. I feared rejection from dad. So i decided do all research about where I can get the game for cheap. Almost thought of buying it second hand. It also took about 5 days for me to gather courage and ask my dad. I asked him 2days before my bday and he was like "ok, place it in the cart". I was like " That was easy". It costed 105 SAR along with delivery charge(ABOUT 2100 RUPEES). It arrived 4 days after my bday. Also on my bday my parents gave me the biggest surprise. They bought me a phone (≡∇≡). Also they bought a huge cake for me. Best bday! 2k21: This year I was stuck in India for about 9 months. And on my bday I was at my mom side family house. My dad was away. both my uncles bought me a cake and decorated the Hall with bday decorations. This time i actually did not ask for anything from my dad. However he asked whether I wanted something like about 10 times indirectly and directly. If any relative or friend asked what my parents gifted me, I would say I got a book. However 2 months later I made my dad but me the first percy Jackson book. So I pretty much considered that as a gift. Decent bday ig.
2k22: Before I start. Can we agree that at one point of a person's life they become an independent thinker, can analyse shit , even understand what is wrong and right and also think beyond. Yep that was me
It had suddenly occurred to me that one's bday should nt really be dedicated to them, but to their parents! Why should we gift the bday boy or girl? Why not the parents? Esp the mother! I made a oath to myself that when I get a job imma gift my mom and dad gifts instead and take them out on dinner! Call it cringe, idc. Although I had certain expections this year like the previous two years. I Decided to be quiet this year and ye, that's what happened. My dad asked whether I wanted cake or anything at all. Remembering my philosophy, I felt guilty to ask anything, I felt I don't deserve anything. So I denied cake, dress etc. So ye very empty bday. But I badly wanted to thank my parents. But I could never bring myself to say thank you.
2k23: hey that's today. And I lost 100% enthusiasm towards my bday. In fact today I don't even consider it as my bday, but instead the release day of my favourite actor's movie. I badly wanna watch the movie fdfs but meh. As of now I am in a car heading to tirupathi. Today morning my aunt and cousin sis surprised me with a cake. And I am very thankful. Even today I could never thank my parents ಥ_ಥ. But I stick to my plan of dedicating my bday to my loving parents
Thanks for reading! Even if you skipped to the end, thanks, TC!
2023.03.30 06:24 Sad_You7742 Is it neccesary to change engine mount?
I have ford focus 2010, bought used car. I had a mechanic perform oil/filter change after I bought it, I already drove this car for almost a year for everyday use. So the problem begin when I just got back from mechanic after I asked them to look over my gearbox (it was hard when I shift gear). They fixed that and also advised me for further work: change engine mount and major check. I dont really understand a car so didnt really get what they written.
Could anyone gimme an advice: Should I go to have my engine mount fixed, why they write it right hand engine mount, I guess engine mount is a pair: right hand and left hand?
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Could anyone gimme an advice: Should I go to have my engine mount fixed, why they write it right hand engine mount, I guess engine mount is a pair: right hand and left hand?
2023.03.30 06:24 oddnded 26 [M4F] US / Anywhere - Solemn depression wizard seeks unhinged goblin companion
TL;DR: Oh well, suffer through the post, my dude. I'm trying to find a half decent connection at best. If you have a disdain for games, movies, banter, cars, or humor as a whole just pass me up. Also, if you're keen on one sided conversations too
I'm attempting to find an actual relationship, if it happens. The people I have spoke to over the last several years of my life are either too busy or are different people now. I miss having someone to talk and complain to everyday about whatever + that seemingly care, y'know? The idea of having a partner that fills that role sounds ideal
I will say it would probably be ideal if you could relate to like the older online era. I mean, we're talking like peak CoD lobbies, Habbo, and similar shit. Idk, it seemed like back then people were more fun. Lol I've found they're usually less sensitive too
Honestly, I could care less if it's SFW, NSFW, or a mix when it comes to conversations. I'm relatively open minded in general and don't take to getting offended easily for the most part. The only things I ask are for you to be somewhat close to my age, honest, and relatively blunt. I mean, bonus if you can relate to the tired feeling. Well, that or if you can tolerate it at the very least. I don't want to list an absurd amount about myself, because I feel that ruins actual back and forth to a degree, personally
About You: • Non-sensitive and can handle banter, jokes, and memes while also returning
• Somewhat available and able to reply in a decent amount of time
• Has an ability to express interest or converse about hobbies that aren't your own (on average used to people just passing by half of what I say)
• You can be equally boring as myself or worse tbh, as long as there's back and forth. If you're some mass extrovert then I can live vicariously through you in contrast lmao
• It would be cool if you enjoyed sharing music. I'm always looking for new stuff for my playlist
• You enjoy movies
I will say none of these are requirements. They're extremely preferred though tbh
About Me: • I turned twenty-six recently, and feel awful. Regardless, quarter life crisis is still persisting lol
• I have relatively awful internet. So, games take forever to update, think a day or two depending
• Tends to enjoy most forms of comedy, wether dark / offensive / dry etc + I agree with the stance of jokes being jokes
• Meme Archivarius and Aficionado
• I've been learning Norwegian for a few months now
• Cold weather / temps wins over hot weather / temps every time
• I have an absurd amount of hobbies; but, obviously frequent some more than others. So, the likelihood we at least share one in common is very high
• May as wells be a bottle of mental health issues, namely severe depression and general anxiety. So, if you struggle with mental health it's no issue. Honestly, would probably be nice if you can either relate or understand
• Sleeping is a struggle + my general sleep schedule is subpar
• Believes Elon Musk will end up creating catgirls, sooner or later
• Replies as quick as I nut
So, aside from all of that, feel free to ask me anything you'd like to know about me. I'm a relatively open book. If you're out to try and steal my identity you'll probably just end up disappointed lmao. Hopefully this finds you well, my dudes. Feel free to send me a chat (´• `")ゝ
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I'm attempting to find an actual relationship, if it happens. The people I have spoke to over the last several years of my life are either too busy or are different people now. I miss having someone to talk and complain to everyday about whatever + that seemingly care, y'know? The idea of having a partner that fills that role sounds ideal
I will say it would probably be ideal if you could relate to like the older online era. I mean, we're talking like peak CoD lobbies, Habbo, and similar shit. Idk, it seemed like back then people were more fun. Lol I've found they're usually less sensitive too
Honestly, I could care less if it's SFW, NSFW, or a mix when it comes to conversations. I'm relatively open minded in general and don't take to getting offended easily for the most part. The only things I ask are for you to be somewhat close to my age, honest, and relatively blunt. I mean, bonus if you can relate to the tired feeling. Well, that or if you can tolerate it at the very least. I don't want to list an absurd amount about myself, because I feel that ruins actual back and forth to a degree, personally
About You: • Non-sensitive and can handle banter, jokes, and memes while also returning
• Somewhat available and able to reply in a decent amount of time
• Has an ability to express interest or converse about hobbies that aren't your own (on average used to people just passing by half of what I say)
• You can be equally boring as myself or worse tbh, as long as there's back and forth. If you're some mass extrovert then I can live vicariously through you in contrast lmao
• It would be cool if you enjoyed sharing music. I'm always looking for new stuff for my playlist
• You enjoy movies
I will say none of these are requirements. They're extremely preferred though tbh
About Me: • I turned twenty-six recently, and feel awful. Regardless, quarter life crisis is still persisting lol
• I have relatively awful internet. So, games take forever to update, think a day or two depending
• Tends to enjoy most forms of comedy, wether dark / offensive / dry etc + I agree with the stance of jokes being jokes
• Meme Archivarius and Aficionado
• I've been learning Norwegian for a few months now
• Cold weather / temps wins over hot weather / temps every time
• I have an absurd amount of hobbies; but, obviously frequent some more than others. So, the likelihood we at least share one in common is very high
• May as wells be a bottle of mental health issues, namely severe depression and general anxiety. So, if you struggle with mental health it's no issue. Honestly, would probably be nice if you can either relate or understand
• Sleeping is a struggle + my general sleep schedule is subpar
• Believes Elon Musk will end up creating catgirls, sooner or later
• Replies as quick as I nut
So, aside from all of that, feel free to ask me anything you'd like to know about me. I'm a relatively open book. If you're out to try and steal my identity you'll probably just end up disappointed lmao. Hopefully this finds you well, my dudes. Feel free to send me a chat (´• `")ゝ
2023.03.30 06:24 Few_Chances_0236 hard to fall in love
Some people can find a lover very easily, but I just find it so hard to find people I’m romantically attracted to.
I’ve only liked very few girls since adolescence, once every 2-3 years, the last one being last year.
For all the other girls in my life, I just almost don’t feel any attraction. Some of these girls really like me and end up sleeping with me under their push, but even so I can’t feel I like them too much.
But for these few girls I do like, I go completely crazy over them. Maybe it’s because it’s so hard for me to find them. I lose my reason you’d use on dating, and pursue with 120% passion and want to reveal everything to them. This often scare them away and cause everything to end up very ugly despite they may have initial feelings for me too.
This is not because these girls are extra hot, although some do. I think I’m just attracted to a certain vibe that’s very rare. Is it normal for this all or nothing mentality?
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I’ve only liked very few girls since adolescence, once every 2-3 years, the last one being last year.
For all the other girls in my life, I just almost don’t feel any attraction. Some of these girls really like me and end up sleeping with me under their push, but even so I can’t feel I like them too much.
But for these few girls I do like, I go completely crazy over them. Maybe it’s because it’s so hard for me to find them. I lose my reason you’d use on dating, and pursue with 120% passion and want to reveal everything to them. This often scare them away and cause everything to end up very ugly despite they may have initial feelings for me too.
This is not because these girls are extra hot, although some do. I think I’m just attracted to a certain vibe that’s very rare. Is it normal for this all or nothing mentality?
2023.03.30 06:24 This-Catch2602 Is Beta’s standard wedge a better counter to vertical spinners than their flat “anti-vertical” wedge setup?
Beta is once again using an “anti-vertical spinner” armor setup for their fight against Black Dragon, which is a flat, vertical wedge rather than their traditional angled one. This wedge is different than the ones used against Ribbot and Lock-Jaw, but it has the same idea of not allowing its opponent to get a good bite on it. I’m not an expert or anything, but I think this armor choice is the wrong decision and Beta would be better off using their traditional front armor. Let me explain:
We first have to look at what makes vertical spinners so effective. It’s all about getting a good bite on an opponent that usually sends them flying into the air and causing significant damage. This is usually achieved by getting underneath an opponent with a front wedge or forks, and feeding them into the weapon. Getting underneath the other robot and catching their underside is what gives vertical spinners the best bite and is what causes these massive hits, because a spinner needs to catch a corner, or an edge of something to land the biggest hit. Using this logic, the obvious counter is to not let these vertical spinners get under you, and a great example of this is Hydra. What makes Hydra so effective against vertical spinners is not only its ability to win the ground game, but its low, sleek front wedge and wedgelets. What ends up happening is opponents simply drive up the wedge and right into the flipper. There’s no way for their weapon to make contact with Hydra when this happens. Beta’s standard front wedge obviously isn’t as angled as Hydra’s, but I still think the same thing would apply.
So let’s put Beta in a hypothetical situation against Black Dragon where Beta’s front wedge makes them the lower bot. What would happen is Black Dragon would simply drive up Beta’s front wedge, giving Beta the free opportunity to push Black Dragon around and control the match. We saw this happen in Black Dragon’s fight against Quantum, where Quantum would simply scoop Black Dragon up and use their crusher. Black Dragon was able to make some contact with its weapon, but you’ll notice how it was only grinding against Quantum’s armor because there was nothing substantial for it to bite onto. Black Dragon’s biggest hit of the match came when Quantum’s backside was exposed. Black Dragon was not able to achieve that same hit when attacking the front of Quantum. This same thing would apply to Beta’s wedge. Even if Black Dragon’s spinner could make contact with Beta’s wedge, the angle of the wedge would deny Black Dragon a good bite on it. This is because a wedge that’s sloping up like Beta’s gives vertical spinners the worst surface to bite onto and deflects it away. The angle simply causes the weapon to graze off of it instead of getting the bite it needs to land a big hit. You can see a bit of this in Beta’s 2016 fight against Nightmare. The idea behind Beta’s flat “anti-vertical spinner” setup is to achieve this, but I think their standard wedge would do it better.
I tried to explain my logic the best I could, and I hope I don’t sound dumb, so let me know what you guys think!
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We first have to look at what makes vertical spinners so effective. It’s all about getting a good bite on an opponent that usually sends them flying into the air and causing significant damage. This is usually achieved by getting underneath an opponent with a front wedge or forks, and feeding them into the weapon. Getting underneath the other robot and catching their underside is what gives vertical spinners the best bite and is what causes these massive hits, because a spinner needs to catch a corner, or an edge of something to land the biggest hit. Using this logic, the obvious counter is to not let these vertical spinners get under you, and a great example of this is Hydra. What makes Hydra so effective against vertical spinners is not only its ability to win the ground game, but its low, sleek front wedge and wedgelets. What ends up happening is opponents simply drive up the wedge and right into the flipper. There’s no way for their weapon to make contact with Hydra when this happens. Beta’s standard front wedge obviously isn’t as angled as Hydra’s, but I still think the same thing would apply.
So let’s put Beta in a hypothetical situation against Black Dragon where Beta’s front wedge makes them the lower bot. What would happen is Black Dragon would simply drive up Beta’s front wedge, giving Beta the free opportunity to push Black Dragon around and control the match. We saw this happen in Black Dragon’s fight against Quantum, where Quantum would simply scoop Black Dragon up and use their crusher. Black Dragon was able to make some contact with its weapon, but you’ll notice how it was only grinding against Quantum’s armor because there was nothing substantial for it to bite onto. Black Dragon’s biggest hit of the match came when Quantum’s backside was exposed. Black Dragon was not able to achieve that same hit when attacking the front of Quantum. This same thing would apply to Beta’s wedge. Even if Black Dragon’s spinner could make contact with Beta’s wedge, the angle of the wedge would deny Black Dragon a good bite on it. This is because a wedge that’s sloping up like Beta’s gives vertical spinners the worst surface to bite onto and deflects it away. The angle simply causes the weapon to graze off of it instead of getting the bite it needs to land a big hit. You can see a bit of this in Beta’s 2016 fight against Nightmare. The idea behind Beta’s flat “anti-vertical spinner” setup is to achieve this, but I think their standard wedge would do it better.
I tried to explain my logic the best I could, and I hope I don’t sound dumb, so let me know what you guys think!
2023.03.30 06:24 floorwine28 Crankshaft position sensor
I suspect I may have a bad crankshaft position sensor, sometimes my car takes a while to turn on and sometimes it’ll even turn off while I’m waiting in traffic or at a standstill etc. I have located the sensor in my car and want to replace it with a new one, but I have an old Peugeot that’s super hard to find parts for here. I have managed to find a sensor from the same car but a diesel version. Would this be okay to use? (My cars petrol)
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2023.03.30 06:23 Middle_Raspberry_403 Old abusive tenant left items at the house, landlord does not want to get involved. What to do?
This takes place in California. I am moving in to an apartment, overtaking an existing lease. The original lease began in fall of last year. Two people were on it: current roommate, and old tenant. Because current roommate wanted to continue renting, the leasing office added me on to the old lease that ends at midnight tonight, and added a continued lease of only me and current roommate that ends in one year.
Old tenant is bad news. She physically assaulted my current roommate and has done so in the past with various people. Way more to say, but irrelevant. Overall just an evil human being. Current roommate has filed for a restraining order but court date is next month and old tenant will be served later this week, she is currently unaware.
Old tenant never moved all of her stuff out. She is claiming her lease ends later this week, even though it is clearly written in the lease she needs to be out by today (she makes 6-figures a year and has two apartments, one in another state. She is currently at the other apartment). 90% of the room is cleared out, she even took the light bulbs. There is still a mattress in the bedroom and items in the closet. I cannot furnish the room with all of this in there. Not to mention there are scratches on the wall and I will need to hire someone to deep clean the room. She also still has my keys for the building, car gate, and apartment door.
Leasing office said they will not get involved, and either I can get the keys from her or pay for new ones. They will also not be giving her the damage deposit back. They said this is also our responsibility to deal with ourselves.
I don’t know what to do with her stuff. Honestly, it’s cute and I wouldn’t mind using it for the apartment (though I would also not mind buying my own stuff. I will not purchase any item off her). As far as damages go, I would like to document everything and use the receipts from painters, cleaners, etc and send her the difference for her damage deposit. My roommate is worried about this, and would rather clean the room herself and pay for repairs because she fears the old tenant will sue her for not giving the full damage deposit back. Old tenant keeps threatening to sue current roommate (also called and made a false report to police my roommate beat her before, and that my roommate poisoned her when really old tenant stole her food when she was out of town and didn’t realize it was an edible). Current roommate is tight on cash and is worried about being taken to court. Old tenant does OF and makes $20k/mo so she could keep taking current roommate to court and bankrupt current roommate.
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Old tenant is bad news. She physically assaulted my current roommate and has done so in the past with various people. Way more to say, but irrelevant. Overall just an evil human being. Current roommate has filed for a restraining order but court date is next month and old tenant will be served later this week, she is currently unaware.
Old tenant never moved all of her stuff out. She is claiming her lease ends later this week, even though it is clearly written in the lease she needs to be out by today (she makes 6-figures a year and has two apartments, one in another state. She is currently at the other apartment). 90% of the room is cleared out, she even took the light bulbs. There is still a mattress in the bedroom and items in the closet. I cannot furnish the room with all of this in there. Not to mention there are scratches on the wall and I will need to hire someone to deep clean the room. She also still has my keys for the building, car gate, and apartment door.
Leasing office said they will not get involved, and either I can get the keys from her or pay for new ones. They will also not be giving her the damage deposit back. They said this is also our responsibility to deal with ourselves.
I don’t know what to do with her stuff. Honestly, it’s cute and I wouldn’t mind using it for the apartment (though I would also not mind buying my own stuff. I will not purchase any item off her). As far as damages go, I would like to document everything and use the receipts from painters, cleaners, etc and send her the difference for her damage deposit. My roommate is worried about this, and would rather clean the room herself and pay for repairs because she fears the old tenant will sue her for not giving the full damage deposit back. Old tenant keeps threatening to sue current roommate (also called and made a false report to police my roommate beat her before, and that my roommate poisoned her when really old tenant stole her food when she was out of town and didn’t realize it was an edible). Current roommate is tight on cash and is worried about being taken to court. Old tenant does OF and makes $20k/mo so she could keep taking current roommate to court and bankrupt current roommate.
2023.03.30 06:23 Initiative-Internal White Noise
Hello guys, a bit on me if you'd like: I'm a person who's always been fond for writing, but never really had my hand in it though, in fact, I wrote this incomplete should-have-been series a year ago, but never really completed it. I've only dabbled in it for a bit, writing scraps and throwing them away, but this is the only thing I found that was noteworthy and decided to share it, it's a copy-paste directly from the writing program, but I cleaned it up a bit of course, anyway, I really hope you guys enjoy!
You don't know who I am, or where I come from, you don't know anything, but if you're reading this that's good, it means you're alive, and maybe the world is better, maybe it's enjoyable, and there are parks again, and kids laughing and cheering. But that's all a maybe, an outcome with an unfair possibility of not happening, but I guess it makes sense, someone decided to destroy the world, and with the technology we had, it probably wasn’t that hard. What happened? well, I don't really know, all I know is that the world is falling apart, it's cracking, small cracks are apparent in almost every surface I come across that's been untouched or unmoved for a while, and they aren't normal cracks, they have a dim white glow, when I say dim I mean almost non-existent but the glow was still there nonetheless, and it feels like the world isn’t as bright, the world just lost all its life, all the grays got greyer and every other color looks dull and monotonous, but that’s just what came about.
After the first day, all available power disappeared, it was an exposition, a cardinal signal foreshadowing the apocalyptic future yet to come, of course, people started to panic. after one week the water shut off, at this point people had started to get irritable, and heated arguments were becoming a much too common thing to see in a lonely town like mine, then the third week hit, it's when the cracks became noticeable, it's also when people were being discovered, dead people, not many in the first few days, only two or three found a day. Soon enough people had run out of supplies, it's not like people were restocking the stores so no one could get any food or drink.
The streets were littered with bodies, most died from asphyxiation or gunshots, which was unlike the first killings, the first body found had his throat ripped out and his guts spilled, yet there was no blood anywhere on the body and no signs of a struggle, although I noticed this, I paid little attention to it. Nothing happened after that, aside from me staying in the basement which held enough food and water to sustain me for about a month and then some if I rationed carefully. It sucked in there, I had to have the little lamp in there off most of the time because of the lack of power, and the battery was already three-quarters full when I got down there, but I managed for thirty-two painfully slow and lightless days, then I emerged into my home.
I saw what I had expected, shattered glass everywhere, tables turned on their sides, and everything else characteristic of a ransacking, but I was not expecting to find a body stuck in a wall, his waist and below stuck in the wall, the wall wasn't broken, it was like something had made the wall a liquid, stuck him in, and made the wall solid again. I didn’t see any fractures in the wall's surface aside from the small squiggly white cracks that remained on almost every surface. At that point I realized I hadn't shed a single tear or even once felt the need to vomit, I felt ashamed of myself, I felt emotionless and lifeless, I could have gone ahead and made my morning coffee and watched the news without giving a care in the world about the body that lay in my home… too bad there was no coffee, or tv.
10/16/2027 Stock:
Note-2: due to me living here for long enough I had the insight into areas of suspicion, an example is the floorboard, it’s unlikely I’ll get the luck to find hidden spaces like that again, but maybe when I’m skillful enough at looting, finding hidden spaces would become more common.
10/16/27
I gathered all of my supplies and put them in a backpack, aside from the M1911 and the 700, I put the M1911 in a holster on my hip and slung the 700 on my back, after I was ready, I left, the first thing I noticed was the lack of wildlife, I don’t live in a big city, it’s just a somewhat sparsely housed town, there’d always be an acre or two between homes at the very least, and birds were usually everywhere, but now I only see a few, only hear a few chirps here and there, I haven’t seen any terrestrial animals yet aside from insects, it seems there are fewer insects though as well. After I left my home I stood on the doorstep, I looked around at the dull scenery, I used to step outside to just look at the trees and the sky, but now everything is unappealing, I took the steps through the grass to my beat up car, all the glass was broken, I opened the door, sat inside and turned the ignition, nothing happened, as I expected cars don’t work anymore either, which put me on edge, what if guns don’t work anymore? But I silenced that thought, I still have a knife if guns won’t work.
I stepped out of the car and went to the trunk to see if anything was left of value. I opened it and found nothing, with no new supplies I decided the first place I’ll go to is the gas station, there was bound to be something there, even if it was only a little something. I started my two-mile trek to the gas station, I hiked a lot before all of this happened, two miles was nothing at all. There was a trail not too far from my house that I and my dog used to walk at, my dog died a few months back luckily enough, I wouldn’t have been able to support him now, not with the looming fear of starvation following me around. I had walked about one mile when all of a sudden everything went quiet, birds stopped chirping, the wind stopped blowing.
I got off the road and hid in a bush, I heard things moving, rustling the brush, stopping every now and then, almost as if they were looking for something, I’d hear what sounded like someone taking a knife to glass, it pained my ears and I felt they would start bleeding if the sounds lasted a second longer. I never saw them, I don’t know if it was because they were behind me or on the other side of the road in a ditch or something, but after 10 minutes it went away, nature’s sounds returned after 5 minutes, I had to wait another 10 minutes, my body, shocked and stiff, wouldn’t allow me to move. I stood and dusted myself off, since I didn’t know where the sounds came from I just started searching on the opposite bank of the road, no signs of anything being there, no tracks, no broken twigs, no blood.
I thought I had gone insane while wallowing in my lonesome, but then I remembered the birds reacted to whatever it was, or whatever they were, I don’t know how many there were, it constantly alternated between the sound of one of them and the sound of an uncountable amount. Happy to get out of the area, I continued to my destination. When I got to the gas station there was only one broken window, and a body with characteristics of the first killings laying on the floor near the register, a broken knife next to him. I looted his body without remorse or disgust. I found a pack of cigs and pocketed them there was also a scrunched paper.
I read it once, then twice, and even a third time, my stomach churned and felt like it was about to implode, it looked to be a message from the man’s daughter saying how much she loved him and she wants him to be safe because of all the “bad people”, a smiley face sat at the top of the paper, I flipped the paper over to find distinctly different handwriting, presumingly the man’s, it detailed how he was sorry, as well as how he’d been at the station for 3 days, said he couldn’t leave because if he did they would get him, his last words, being written hastily were hardly legible, but I could read enough to understand that the cracks in the world that appeared in the station were much more distinct than in other places, and those things could come in, but they were just staring at him tauntingly. I could barely hold myself back from puking, it wasn’t hard to look at someone’s corpse, it had no effect on me, but the second I realized that man had a family, and had ambitions and potential… I continued looking around the store. I realized there would be more loot on dead bodies because people don’t want to touch them. After looking through all the shelves and in all of the back rooms I found a lighter under the lip of a bottom shelf, lucky me.
10/20/27
I had hoped there would be more, more of everything, but there’s nothing, I’ll put another list of my supplies soon but at this rate, I won't make it to see next week, every single store has been ransacked completely, all the bodies always have empty already eaten foods, I don’t know what to do. I’ve not seen a single soul, everything is dead, not even the insects anymore, the birds are gone too, maybe it has something to do with the cracks, they’ve progressed enough to where they are visible from up to a foot away, I’ve had to hide from those screeching things a couple of times, still haven’t seen them yet, I realized when the wind abruptly stops they’ve appeared, it’s a good thing the birds were still singing those few days ago or I wouldn’t have realized the pattern, I’d probably be dead, just like everyone else.
10/23/27
Nothing much has happened, I’ve seen a bird or two, and it’s nice to know that at least for a little bit longer animals will still be alive, I’ve theorized that whenever I hear the noise it’s only one entity doing it, I think this because I’ve heard an exceptionally large commotion a way off, I assume there was two there. Fortunately, the screeching has only happened near me only once, I’ve heard them in the distance though, in the night while I sleep I hear them far off, searching, waiting for their sinister roulette to hit, hoping, anticipating the kill. I decided to head to the(SO AND SO) I’ll update this then or if something happens along the way.
10/26/27
I’ve come across a hunting stand in the woods, it’s a jackpot. There’s too much stuff to carry, there was a map too so I’ll mark the general location once I find a landmark to orient myself with, I’ll put a list after this log but there’s more to talk about. The fragmentation, It’s what I’ve come to call the cracks, is still spreading of course. I’m starting to see a noticeable separation between the two edges of some individual fragments, still not big enough to stick anything in but instead of being small white lines spread wildly around, They’ve become a prominent feature of every object, I’ve been to some areas where the fragmentation is severe, white snakes slithering across any surface they can find, trying to fracture this world, they do end up doing it I suppose, that’s how the screechers exist, but the breaks only hold for so long until they close. That’s what I think happens at least, it’s not like I’ve seen them yet, and as long as I continue to find zones with little to no fragmentation as I have been, I think I’ll be fine, I just hope my luck doesn’t run out.
PUT A LOG HERE
10/29/27
I think I’m near (VarA), I should be out of the woods soon, but for now, I’ve got my bedroll down and am cooking some beans over the fire I’ve made, I’ll be fed for a while.
This may sound stupid but the fire keeps going out, the flames just disappear, no more heat. The charcoals lose their ember, everything becomes the regular temperature of the air around me. It still works though, there is no reliable frequency I can predict so sometimes it’ll die out as soon as I light it, and other times it takes an hour or two.
11/02/27
()()(())()()(()()()…I was walking when the wind stopped, the biggest problem for me at first was the fact there was nowhere to run, no depressions to dip in, I heard what sounded like a sharp camera shutter that immediately followed the deadening silence, the second I heard it I ran, a branch caught the strap of my bag, pulling it away from me. I couldn’t care though, all I could do was run, the trees vied for me, closing in. I was tripping and falling over and over, nearly impaling myself on the branches of trees I could hardly see.
I felt a push and fell over, I knew that running couldn’t have saved me, I knew it was there, right behind me, I couldn’t hear it though, I could only hear my breath but it wasn’t like that, I couldn’t hear it because it wasn’t making any noise, I thought for sure it would be screeching out for as long as it’s astral body would allow it to, but it didn’t, in fact, it lay on the ground, the white body, which looked as if it consisted of bolts of white grey lightning and string, pulsated, morphing into a consuming goop of unlight, and then back into it’s shimmering somewhat humanoid form, that process took a minute. I too lay there, my foot just a stone toss away from its hungry hand, the tips of its fingers eager to detach from its parent body, but was disallowed. I lay on the ground staring at it, and for some reason, it didn’t move, I took that opportunity to regenerate as much of my energy as possible, but from fear of losing my safety, I stood up slowly, emphasizing my steadiness, even though it probably detects me through a different means, I shouldn’t let it hear me, some caution is better than no caution at all.
I rose and took a gradual step back, but my back was met by a thick, gnarled arm of wood, as if that wasn’t enough, I had also stepped on a branch, probably from the same tree. The screecher stirred, its spectral head raised, maybe it used its sight for precision. It tried to raise the rest of its body, but its foot was stuck in a root, not like it was trapped under it, its foot was fused with the root. I guess it noticed it too because immediately the tone of its body got dimmer, I knew it was going to morph into the darkness, to free itself, to kill me. I took the chance I had, the 10s of seconds I had left were diminishing, and every second I wasted increased my chance of death. I turned, and immediately crouched and ducked under my guard that was the trees arm, I didn’t expect to have the keenness I had during that run, I’ve never been a particularly agile person, but in that moment I could see, without any blur caused by my abrupt motions, ducking and weaving through what seemed like the thickest forest I had ever seen.
I collapsed after only minutes of running, which was unsurprising though, the previous running and endless walking cost me an obscene amount of energy, taxing my body till the end, draining it of its power. I could hear them now, screaming, coming for me, it shouldn’t take as long as it’s taking them, but I guess they’re fighting each other, that’s why there is noise. I turned around and waited, I saw the two of them approaching me, they kept pushing and shoving each other, they were walking so slowly, as if they were sapped for energy, and the density of their body was low, it seems most of the strings of white grey abandoned the parent body for some reason, and with every step they took a few more disappeared, falling off into the ground. One of the entities fell to the ground, and the second took the opportunity and fell on top of it, tearing it to shreds, and repairing its own body with its meal, it seems it was only able to regain a menial percentage of its power back though, it’s speed only bolstered for a minute or so, still not fast enough to keep up with a hasty back step.
It fell to the ground after a while, and everything below its torso disappeared shortly after, it desperately sunk its claws into the soil, pulling with its full ability, trying to get me. It disappeared, shortly after, leaving quite a thick strand of vibrant white light. I pondered whether picking it up or not would be a good idea, in the end, I decided a little glowing string couldn’t hurt me that much. I plucked it from its place on the ground and immediately felt a strong, radiant sensation, a pulsating heat and cold piercing my body as if it was filling me with energy, I dropped it, even holding it for a few seconds easily removed most of the exhaustion from my body, I wanted to grab it again for another hit of pure energy, but I felt if I did I would explode, my body was not meant for this type of power, although it seemed capable enough to absorb what I presume was a little bit of it, I think it’s capacity is quite high, and powering what was but a little bit of myself was probably the least intensive thing this string could do.
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You don't know who I am, or where I come from, you don't know anything, but if you're reading this that's good, it means you're alive, and maybe the world is better, maybe it's enjoyable, and there are parks again, and kids laughing and cheering. But that's all a maybe, an outcome with an unfair possibility of not happening, but I guess it makes sense, someone decided to destroy the world, and with the technology we had, it probably wasn’t that hard. What happened? well, I don't really know, all I know is that the world is falling apart, it's cracking, small cracks are apparent in almost every surface I come across that's been untouched or unmoved for a while, and they aren't normal cracks, they have a dim white glow, when I say dim I mean almost non-existent but the glow was still there nonetheless, and it feels like the world isn’t as bright, the world just lost all its life, all the grays got greyer and every other color looks dull and monotonous, but that’s just what came about.
After the first day, all available power disappeared, it was an exposition, a cardinal signal foreshadowing the apocalyptic future yet to come, of course, people started to panic. after one week the water shut off, at this point people had started to get irritable, and heated arguments were becoming a much too common thing to see in a lonely town like mine, then the third week hit, it's when the cracks became noticeable, it's also when people were being discovered, dead people, not many in the first few days, only two or three found a day. Soon enough people had run out of supplies, it's not like people were restocking the stores so no one could get any food or drink.
The streets were littered with bodies, most died from asphyxiation or gunshots, which was unlike the first killings, the first body found had his throat ripped out and his guts spilled, yet there was no blood anywhere on the body and no signs of a struggle, although I noticed this, I paid little attention to it. Nothing happened after that, aside from me staying in the basement which held enough food and water to sustain me for about a month and then some if I rationed carefully. It sucked in there, I had to have the little lamp in there off most of the time because of the lack of power, and the battery was already three-quarters full when I got down there, but I managed for thirty-two painfully slow and lightless days, then I emerged into my home.
I saw what I had expected, shattered glass everywhere, tables turned on their sides, and everything else characteristic of a ransacking, but I was not expecting to find a body stuck in a wall, his waist and below stuck in the wall, the wall wasn't broken, it was like something had made the wall a liquid, stuck him in, and made the wall solid again. I didn’t see any fractures in the wall's surface aside from the small squiggly white cracks that remained on almost every surface. At that point I realized I hadn't shed a single tear or even once felt the need to vomit, I felt ashamed of myself, I felt emotionless and lifeless, I could have gone ahead and made my morning coffee and watched the news without giving a care in the world about the body that lay in my home… too bad there was no coffee, or tv.
10/16/2027 Stock:
- Food: Can of Beans(6x cans). Can of Mangos (2x cans). Jack Link’s Beef Jerky (2x bags).
- Drink: Water(4x bottles). BodyArmor(3x bottles). (Empty Large Canteen).
- Items: Empty Large Canteen. Flashlight. Extra Batteries.(2x)
- Weapons: Colt 1911 (2x 8-Round Magazines, .45 ACP(44x)
Remington Model 700(2x 3-Round Magazines, .308 WIN(18x) Hunting Knife
Note-2: due to me living here for long enough I had the insight into areas of suspicion, an example is the floorboard, it’s unlikely I’ll get the luck to find hidden spaces like that again, but maybe when I’m skillful enough at looting, finding hidden spaces would become more common.
10/16/27
I gathered all of my supplies and put them in a backpack, aside from the M1911 and the 700, I put the M1911 in a holster on my hip and slung the 700 on my back, after I was ready, I left, the first thing I noticed was the lack of wildlife, I don’t live in a big city, it’s just a somewhat sparsely housed town, there’d always be an acre or two between homes at the very least, and birds were usually everywhere, but now I only see a few, only hear a few chirps here and there, I haven’t seen any terrestrial animals yet aside from insects, it seems there are fewer insects though as well. After I left my home I stood on the doorstep, I looked around at the dull scenery, I used to step outside to just look at the trees and the sky, but now everything is unappealing, I took the steps through the grass to my beat up car, all the glass was broken, I opened the door, sat inside and turned the ignition, nothing happened, as I expected cars don’t work anymore either, which put me on edge, what if guns don’t work anymore? But I silenced that thought, I still have a knife if guns won’t work.
I stepped out of the car and went to the trunk to see if anything was left of value. I opened it and found nothing, with no new supplies I decided the first place I’ll go to is the gas station, there was bound to be something there, even if it was only a little something. I started my two-mile trek to the gas station, I hiked a lot before all of this happened, two miles was nothing at all. There was a trail not too far from my house that I and my dog used to walk at, my dog died a few months back luckily enough, I wouldn’t have been able to support him now, not with the looming fear of starvation following me around. I had walked about one mile when all of a sudden everything went quiet, birds stopped chirping, the wind stopped blowing.
I got off the road and hid in a bush, I heard things moving, rustling the brush, stopping every now and then, almost as if they were looking for something, I’d hear what sounded like someone taking a knife to glass, it pained my ears and I felt they would start bleeding if the sounds lasted a second longer. I never saw them, I don’t know if it was because they were behind me or on the other side of the road in a ditch or something, but after 10 minutes it went away, nature’s sounds returned after 5 minutes, I had to wait another 10 minutes, my body, shocked and stiff, wouldn’t allow me to move. I stood and dusted myself off, since I didn’t know where the sounds came from I just started searching on the opposite bank of the road, no signs of anything being there, no tracks, no broken twigs, no blood.
I thought I had gone insane while wallowing in my lonesome, but then I remembered the birds reacted to whatever it was, or whatever they were, I don’t know how many there were, it constantly alternated between the sound of one of them and the sound of an uncountable amount. Happy to get out of the area, I continued to my destination. When I got to the gas station there was only one broken window, and a body with characteristics of the first killings laying on the floor near the register, a broken knife next to him. I looted his body without remorse or disgust. I found a pack of cigs and pocketed them there was also a scrunched paper.
I read it once, then twice, and even a third time, my stomach churned and felt like it was about to implode, it looked to be a message from the man’s daughter saying how much she loved him and she wants him to be safe because of all the “bad people”, a smiley face sat at the top of the paper, I flipped the paper over to find distinctly different handwriting, presumingly the man’s, it detailed how he was sorry, as well as how he’d been at the station for 3 days, said he couldn’t leave because if he did they would get him, his last words, being written hastily were hardly legible, but I could read enough to understand that the cracks in the world that appeared in the station were much more distinct than in other places, and those things could come in, but they were just staring at him tauntingly. I could barely hold myself back from puking, it wasn’t hard to look at someone’s corpse, it had no effect on me, but the second I realized that man had a family, and had ambitions and potential… I continued looking around the store. I realized there would be more loot on dead bodies because people don’t want to touch them. After looking through all the shelves and in all of the back rooms I found a lighter under the lip of a bottom shelf, lucky me.
10/20/27
I had hoped there would be more, more of everything, but there’s nothing, I’ll put another list of my supplies soon but at this rate, I won't make it to see next week, every single store has been ransacked completely, all the bodies always have empty already eaten foods, I don’t know what to do. I’ve not seen a single soul, everything is dead, not even the insects anymore, the birds are gone too, maybe it has something to do with the cracks, they’ve progressed enough to where they are visible from up to a foot away, I’ve had to hide from those screeching things a couple of times, still haven’t seen them yet, I realized when the wind abruptly stops they’ve appeared, it’s a good thing the birds were still singing those few days ago or I wouldn’t have realized the pattern, I’d probably be dead, just like everyone else.
10/23/27
Nothing much has happened, I’ve seen a bird or two, and it’s nice to know that at least for a little bit longer animals will still be alive, I’ve theorized that whenever I hear the noise it’s only one entity doing it, I think this because I’ve heard an exceptionally large commotion a way off, I assume there was two there. Fortunately, the screeching has only happened near me only once, I’ve heard them in the distance though, in the night while I sleep I hear them far off, searching, waiting for their sinister roulette to hit, hoping, anticipating the kill. I decided to head to the(SO AND SO) I’ll update this then or if something happens along the way.
10/26/27
I’ve come across a hunting stand in the woods, it’s a jackpot. There’s too much stuff to carry, there was a map too so I’ll mark the general location once I find a landmark to orient myself with, I’ll put a list after this log but there’s more to talk about. The fragmentation, It’s what I’ve come to call the cracks, is still spreading of course. I’m starting to see a noticeable separation between the two edges of some individual fragments, still not big enough to stick anything in but instead of being small white lines spread wildly around, They’ve become a prominent feature of every object, I’ve been to some areas where the fragmentation is severe, white snakes slithering across any surface they can find, trying to fracture this world, they do end up doing it I suppose, that’s how the screechers exist, but the breaks only hold for so long until they close. That’s what I think happens at least, it’s not like I’ve seen them yet, and as long as I continue to find zones with little to no fragmentation as I have been, I think I’ll be fine, I just hope my luck doesn’t run out.
PUT A LOG HERE
10/29/27
I think I’m near (VarA), I should be out of the woods soon, but for now, I’ve got my bedroll down and am cooking some beans over the fire I’ve made, I’ll be fed for a while.
This may sound stupid but the fire keeps going out, the flames just disappear, no more heat. The charcoals lose their ember, everything becomes the regular temperature of the air around me. It still works though, there is no reliable frequency I can predict so sometimes it’ll die out as soon as I light it, and other times it takes an hour or two.
11/02/27
()()(())()()(()()()…I was walking when the wind stopped, the biggest problem for me at first was the fact there was nowhere to run, no depressions to dip in, I heard what sounded like a sharp camera shutter that immediately followed the deadening silence, the second I heard it I ran, a branch caught the strap of my bag, pulling it away from me. I couldn’t care though, all I could do was run, the trees vied for me, closing in. I was tripping and falling over and over, nearly impaling myself on the branches of trees I could hardly see.
I felt a push and fell over, I knew that running couldn’t have saved me, I knew it was there, right behind me, I couldn’t hear it though, I could only hear my breath but it wasn’t like that, I couldn’t hear it because it wasn’t making any noise, I thought for sure it would be screeching out for as long as it’s astral body would allow it to, but it didn’t, in fact, it lay on the ground, the white body, which looked as if it consisted of bolts of white grey lightning and string, pulsated, morphing into a consuming goop of unlight, and then back into it’s shimmering somewhat humanoid form, that process took a minute. I too lay there, my foot just a stone toss away from its hungry hand, the tips of its fingers eager to detach from its parent body, but was disallowed. I lay on the ground staring at it, and for some reason, it didn’t move, I took that opportunity to regenerate as much of my energy as possible, but from fear of losing my safety, I stood up slowly, emphasizing my steadiness, even though it probably detects me through a different means, I shouldn’t let it hear me, some caution is better than no caution at all.
I rose and took a gradual step back, but my back was met by a thick, gnarled arm of wood, as if that wasn’t enough, I had also stepped on a branch, probably from the same tree. The screecher stirred, its spectral head raised, maybe it used its sight for precision. It tried to raise the rest of its body, but its foot was stuck in a root, not like it was trapped under it, its foot was fused with the root. I guess it noticed it too because immediately the tone of its body got dimmer, I knew it was going to morph into the darkness, to free itself, to kill me. I took the chance I had, the 10s of seconds I had left were diminishing, and every second I wasted increased my chance of death. I turned, and immediately crouched and ducked under my guard that was the trees arm, I didn’t expect to have the keenness I had during that run, I’ve never been a particularly agile person, but in that moment I could see, without any blur caused by my abrupt motions, ducking and weaving through what seemed like the thickest forest I had ever seen.
I collapsed after only minutes of running, which was unsurprising though, the previous running and endless walking cost me an obscene amount of energy, taxing my body till the end, draining it of its power. I could hear them now, screaming, coming for me, it shouldn’t take as long as it’s taking them, but I guess they’re fighting each other, that’s why there is noise. I turned around and waited, I saw the two of them approaching me, they kept pushing and shoving each other, they were walking so slowly, as if they were sapped for energy, and the density of their body was low, it seems most of the strings of white grey abandoned the parent body for some reason, and with every step they took a few more disappeared, falling off into the ground. One of the entities fell to the ground, and the second took the opportunity and fell on top of it, tearing it to shreds, and repairing its own body with its meal, it seems it was only able to regain a menial percentage of its power back though, it’s speed only bolstered for a minute or so, still not fast enough to keep up with a hasty back step.
It fell to the ground after a while, and everything below its torso disappeared shortly after, it desperately sunk its claws into the soil, pulling with its full ability, trying to get me. It disappeared, shortly after, leaving quite a thick strand of vibrant white light. I pondered whether picking it up or not would be a good idea, in the end, I decided a little glowing string couldn’t hurt me that much. I plucked it from its place on the ground and immediately felt a strong, radiant sensation, a pulsating heat and cold piercing my body as if it was filling me with energy, I dropped it, even holding it for a few seconds easily removed most of the exhaustion from my body, I wanted to grab it again for another hit of pure energy, but I felt if I did I would explode, my body was not meant for this type of power, although it seemed capable enough to absorb what I presume was a little bit of it, I think it’s capacity is quite high, and powering what was but a little bit of myself was probably the least intensive thing this string could do.
2023.03.30 06:22 insidebigbody2x2 I put my car in sport mode, gassed it about 2/5s or half of the pedal, and heard double thump sound. I stopped accelerating, and switched it back to D. A few seconds after, a service engine soon light pops on, and now car in low power mode.
2007 335i Sedan
I literally just fixed my fuel injectors three months ago after flooring it at a light, which costed me around 5000. Now all of a sudden, I put it in sport mode, normally gassed it, heard a double thud sound, and now service engine soon is on, and on limp/low power mode.Also, when I accelerate the car past i think 20 or so mph, the brake lights come on, and the half tank symbol shows up, and the car stops accelerating. I have to pull over to the side of the road and turn it off, turn it back on before I could barley drive again, thank god I got home.
My car is in the shop now, but what the hell could have happened? Could it have been from low quality fuel injectors replaced three months ago? I know it's in the shop, but I would like to know any possibilities because I don't know how long it will take before I hear results...
2023.03.30 06:22 Proletlariet Kirbin - GitS Major Backup
Major Motoko Kusanagi
Due at an accident very early in her life Motoko became severely injured resulting in her being in a coma for an extended period of time, as a solution to this she was converted in a full cyborg, no part of her original body remains save for her Ghost. As a full cyborg Motoko possesses superhuman physical capabilities, in addition to expert hacking skills and a variety of combat assissting cybernetics such as Thermoptic Camouflage and aim assisting software.
The feats in this respect thread come from Stand Alone Complex, Second Gig, and Solid State Society, no other versions of Ghost in the Shell are considered.
Strength
- Crushes a cyborg's arm with a flip kick
- Jumps several meters into the air and kicks a cyborg hard enough to cave in it's abdomen.
- Takes out two robots with one clean blow each
- Brawls with another cyborg and avoids every blow before taking him out with a single kick to the jaw
- Restrains another Cyborg and breaks her arm by wrenching it
- Fires a high powered sniper rifle using only one arm
- This feat takes place immediately after the feats in the durability section in which her arm is blown off and she is stomped on by a mech
- The aforementioned rifle has been used against tanks and can easily shred through tank armour
- Flicks a coin with enough precision and strength to destroy a security camera
- Stop a very large military helicopter from flying off using a rope, the helicopter had easily been dragging the Tachikoma, a miniature tank
- A Section 9 Trainee states she could easily destroy aluminum grating
- Indents a metal door with a cyborg's face by pulling on it's nose
Durability
- Drops a large distance and is unharmed
- Blocks a chop from a large cyborg that cracks the ground beneath her feet
- Gets punched through a window by a large android
- Still moving after having her arm blown off
- Gets slammed into the ground by a mech and then stomped on hard enough to crater the ground beneath her
- Gets hit by the aftereffects of a nearby missile, which sends a piece of rubble flying at her and causes the ground to collapse beneath her
Agility
- Jumps out of the way of gunfire
- Leaps out of the way of a grenade launcher
- Leaps forward a large distance without losing any height
- Jumps back and forth between two buildings repeatedly and reaches a great height
- Avoids attacks from a powerful piston
- Steals Batou's car keys without him noticing
Marksmanship/Firearms
- Shoots out a man's ankle from a long distance away using a pistol
- Obliterates the metal head of a robot
- Fires at and kills three invisible cyborgs with a handgun while running
- Jumps out of a helicopter and fires into a building, landing 3 head shots on a man inside the building in a crowded room
- Shoots the blade of a sword mid swing
- Shoots through a sniper's scope and destroys it, taking out his eye at the same time
Cybernetics
- Can communicate mentally with other cyborgs
- Capable of turning invisible to the naked eye
- Walks around a factory without any of the workers noticing her, a mini tank with the same tech goes similarly unnoticed
- Has multiple defensive barriers to guard against hacking
- Has software to assist in aiming at short, mid, and long range
Hacking
- Plugs herself into a robot giving her the location of where it was being controlled from as well as causing the terminal controlling it to malfunction
- Hacks into a car's GPS and creates a fake traffic jam to divert their path
- Has a "Dummy Barrier" to protect her from a booby trapped virus
- Remotely hacks into a robot's body and takes control of it
- Sends out a virus that takes out several nearby vehicles
- Hacks Batou and makes him punch himself
- Hijacks a cyborg's body via a phone call and uses it to perform recon
- Hacks Batou's eyes without him noticing
2023.03.30 06:22 insidebigbody2x2 I put my car in sport mode, gassed it about 2/5s or half of the pedal, and heard double thump sound. I stopped accelerating, and switched it back to D. A few seconds after, a service engine soon light pops on, and now car in low power mode.
2007 335i Sedan
I literally just fixed my fuel injectors three months ago after flooring it at a light, which costed me around 5000. Now all of a sudden, I put it in sport mode, normally gassed it, heard a double thud sound, and now service engine soon is on, and on limp/low power mode.
Also, when I accelerate the car past i think 20 or so mph, the brake lights come on, and the half tank symbol shows up, and the car stops accelerating. I have to pull over to the side of the road and turn it off, turn it back on before I could barley drive again, thank god I got home.
My car is in the shop now, but what the hell could have happened? Could it have been from low quality fuel injectors replaced three months ago? I know it's in the shop, but I would like to know any possibilities because I don't know how long it will take before I hear results...
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I literally just fixed my fuel injectors three months ago after flooring it at a light, which costed me around 5000. Now all of a sudden, I put it in sport mode, normally gassed it, heard a double thud sound, and now service engine soon is on, and on limp/low power mode.
Also, when I accelerate the car past i think 20 or so mph, the brake lights come on, and the half tank symbol shows up, and the car stops accelerating. I have to pull over to the side of the road and turn it off, turn it back on before I could barley drive again, thank god I got home.
My car is in the shop now, but what the hell could have happened? Could it have been from low quality fuel injectors replaced three months ago? I know it's in the shop, but I would like to know any possibilities because I don't know how long it will take before I hear results...
2023.03.30 06:21 Viguuu2174 Suggestions for a second car with a budget of 8-9 lakhs
Looking for a second car with the budget of around 9 lakhs,already own a 2.4 crysta AT so this car will be primarily used in the city by me to learn driving properly,open to both new and pre owned options,need a reliable car with basic features like carplay atleast
Your suggestions will be highly appreciated Thank You
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Your suggestions will be highly appreciated Thank You
2023.03.30 06:21 dhop1568 confused with taxes on bingo app
Hi all. I play on a Bingo app on my phone.
Anyways, in the Terms of service under taxes it says that you would be sent a tax form (1099-MISC, W9, etc) if you win in excess of $600 in any given year.
This is where i’m confused. I have definitely won over $600 throughout the year (not at once), but I would use most of my winnings for game play so really i’ve only deposited around $100 of winnings into my actual bank account over the year of 2022. I rarely deposited anything into my bank. I kept almost all my earnings within the Bingo app and played it.
Does it still have to be reported since most the money I won never got deposited into my bank acct?
I’m asking because I never received a tax form of any sort. I contacted customer service thru the app (the have no phone number), asking how to get a tax form. They told me this:
“once the player meets the profit amount required to submit W-9 information, the system will trigger information when withdrawing cash, and the player may also submit W-9 information through a pop up window in the game. Players can submit by themselves”. I don’t know if the system is automated but they won’t help me any more than that.
I’ve read online that even if you don’t receive a tax form that you’re still required to report winnings. So, I would just like to know if in this situation it’s necessary.
I have played over 4,000 games and it would be a pain in the ass to itemize all of it and track my winnings if it’s unnecessary. It doesn’t give me a total of what i’ve won. Any help would be totally appreciated!
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Anyways, in the Terms of service under taxes it says that you would be sent a tax form (1099-MISC, W9, etc) if you win in excess of $600 in any given year.
This is where i’m confused. I have definitely won over $600 throughout the year (not at once), but I would use most of my winnings for game play so really i’ve only deposited around $100 of winnings into my actual bank account over the year of 2022. I rarely deposited anything into my bank. I kept almost all my earnings within the Bingo app and played it.
Does it still have to be reported since most the money I won never got deposited into my bank acct?
I’m asking because I never received a tax form of any sort. I contacted customer service thru the app (the have no phone number), asking how to get a tax form. They told me this:
“once the player meets the profit amount required to submit W-9 information, the system will trigger information when withdrawing cash, and the player may also submit W-9 information through a pop up window in the game. Players can submit by themselves”. I don’t know if the system is automated but they won’t help me any more than that.
I’ve read online that even if you don’t receive a tax form that you’re still required to report winnings. So, I would just like to know if in this situation it’s necessary.
I have played over 4,000 games and it would be a pain in the ass to itemize all of it and track my winnings if it’s unnecessary. It doesn’t give me a total of what i’ve won. Any help would be totally appreciated!
2023.03.30 06:21 Fancy_Boxx Binders for someone with sensory issues
I have Autism. Also, I spend least 5 hours a day at least 3 days a week biking and/or walking around the neighborhood. I hate synthetic fabric and I am high risk for Covid so I can't easily launder stuff, but this would mean cheaper stuff in cotton would be better than synthetic...
I can't stop gaining weight since the pande.ci started. My bust is... Almost 5 inches than it was before the pandemic. Help? I can't have anything that rides up under the chest area because I have sensory issues. Please don't say sports bras, because once again, sensory issues. I can't wear anything bra-like. I am going insane. I used to dance before the pandemic. I just tried to play Just Dance, only all the jumping... 4+ inches ago jumping wouldn't have been literally painful.
What can I wear? It can't show through, it can't look like a bra, it can't stink just from making my way to gig work because 30 minutes of biking or an hour walking each way in a sunny state.
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I can't stop gaining weight since the pande.ci started. My bust is... Almost 5 inches than it was before the pandemic. Help? I can't have anything that rides up under the chest area because I have sensory issues. Please don't say sports bras, because once again, sensory issues. I can't wear anything bra-like. I am going insane. I used to dance before the pandemic. I just tried to play Just Dance, only all the jumping... 4+ inches ago jumping wouldn't have been literally painful.
What can I wear? It can't show through, it can't look like a bra, it can't stink just from making my way to gig work because 30 minutes of biking or an hour walking each way in a sunny state.
2023.03.30 06:20 topfreightforwarder Do you know export packaging requirements for lithium batteries and lithium battery equipment?
Lithium batteries are widely used in personal consumer goods, industrial production, transportation and other industries. Especially in daily life, lithium batteries can be seen almost everywhere, such as mobile phone power supplies, electric vehicle power supplies, charging treasures, common electric garden tools, and automatic sweeping robots, all of which contain lithium batteries.
On the one hand, lithium battery products bring convenience to our lives. On the other hand, due to product characteristics, lithium batteries have great potential dangers, and subsequent safety accidents occur from time to time. Compared with other accidents, the occurrence time is shorter and shorter. It is difficult to completely extinguish it, and it will cause serious personal and property damage.
From the fire of the Samsung Note7 mobile phone battery in 2016 to the fire on the plane at Pudong Airport in July 2020, especially the fire in the cargo compartment of a COSCO SHIPPING international trade container ship in January 2020, affected by it There were 131 containers, which caused huge losses. All these accidents remind us all the time: the safety risks of lithium battery products always exist.
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Classification of lithium batteries
1.The first category is lithium batteries shipped separately. Lithium batteries, as a type of batteries that use lithium metal or lithium alloys as positive/negative electrode materials and use non-aqueous electrolyte solutions, can be divided into lithium metal batteries and lithium ion batteries. Lithium metal batteries contain metallic lithium and are usually not rechargeable, while lithium ion batteries do not contain metallic lithium and can be recharged. When shipped separately, their corresponding UN numbers are 3090 and 3480.
2.The second category is lithium batteries shipped with equipment. In actual trade and transportation, lithium batteries are often transported together with equipment. There are mainly two situations. One is that the battery is installed in the device, and the other is that the battery is packaged with the device. Regardless of the above situation, according to whether it contains metallic lithium or not, the corresponding UN numbers are 3091 and 3481 respectively.
3.The third category is equipment or vehicles powered by lithium batteries. In recent years, various new energy vehicles powered by lithium batteries have emerged in an endless stream, including bicycles, cars, balance cars and so on. The International Maritime Dangerous Regulations have assigned UN number 3171 to this product.
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Relevant laws and regulations
The inspection and supervision of lithium batteries and lithium battery products are mainly based on the United Nations "Model Regulations on the Recommendations on the Transport of Dangerous Goods", the United Nations "Test and Standard Manual on the Recommendations on the Transport of Dangerous Goods", and the International Maritime Organization's "International Maritime Transport of Dangerous Goods Regulations" , International Civil Aviation Organization "Technical Regulations for the Safe Transport of Dangerous Goods by Air" and "Inspection Regulations for the Packaging of Export Dangerous Goods" (SN/T0370.1-2009) (SN/T0370.2-2009) (SN/T0370.3-2012), etc. wait.
For example, the "International Maritime Transport of Dangerous Goods Regulations" requires that exported lithium batteries must pass the UN38.3 test and provide a summary of the test. Each cell and battery pack shall be fitted with a safety vent, and in the event of an ordinary accident, it shall be designed to prevent damage by force; each cell and battery pack shall be fitted with effective means of preventing external short circuits; each containing Battery packs of multiple parallel batteries or battery series must be equipped with effective devices (such as diodes, fuses, etc.) required to prevent reverse current from causing danger; manufacturers of batteries and battery packs must establish a good quality management system, etc. .
Packaging requirements for export lithium batteries and lithium battery equipment
The following requirements are mentioned in the packing guideline P903 of the International Maritime Dangerous Goods List. It is divided according to different product categories, and this guideline is applicable to related goods under UN3090, 3091, 3480 and 3481.
In addition to several key points in the International Maritime Dangerous Regulations Packaging Guidelines P903, there are the following key points of inspection and supervision that need to be paid attention to:
1.One is that whether it is a lithium-ion battery pack or a lithium-ion battery pack contained in or packaged with equipment, the watt-hour ratio must be marked on the outside of the container.
2.Second, lithium battery products do not apply to limited packaging, nor do they apply to exempt packaging.
3.The third is that the package must be marked or marked exclusively for lithium batteries. Lithium batteries or lithium battery packs that comply with Article 188 use the "rectangular mark". Other lithium batteries or lithium battery packs use the "diamond mark" of Class 9 dangerous goods. However, it is not excluded that some countries and regions require the two signs to be posted at the same time, as long as the company provides a statement of the situation.
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On the one hand, lithium battery products bring convenience to our lives. On the other hand, due to product characteristics, lithium batteries have great potential dangers, and subsequent safety accidents occur from time to time. Compared with other accidents, the occurrence time is shorter and shorter. It is difficult to completely extinguish it, and it will cause serious personal and property damage.
From the fire of the Samsung Note7 mobile phone battery in 2016 to the fire on the plane at Pudong Airport in July 2020, especially the fire in the cargo compartment of a COSCO SHIPPING international trade container ship in January 2020, affected by it There were 131 containers, which caused huge losses. All these accidents remind us all the time: the safety risks of lithium battery products always exist.
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Classification of lithium batteries
1.The first category is lithium batteries shipped separately. Lithium batteries, as a type of batteries that use lithium metal or lithium alloys as positive/negative electrode materials and use non-aqueous electrolyte solutions, can be divided into lithium metal batteries and lithium ion batteries. Lithium metal batteries contain metallic lithium and are usually not rechargeable, while lithium ion batteries do not contain metallic lithium and can be recharged. When shipped separately, their corresponding UN numbers are 3090 and 3480.
2.The second category is lithium batteries shipped with equipment. In actual trade and transportation, lithium batteries are often transported together with equipment. There are mainly two situations. One is that the battery is installed in the device, and the other is that the battery is packaged with the device. Regardless of the above situation, according to whether it contains metallic lithium or not, the corresponding UN numbers are 3091 and 3481 respectively.
3.The third category is equipment or vehicles powered by lithium batteries. In recent years, various new energy vehicles powered by lithium batteries have emerged in an endless stream, including bicycles, cars, balance cars and so on. The International Maritime Dangerous Regulations have assigned UN number 3171 to this product.
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Relevant laws and regulations
The inspection and supervision of lithium batteries and lithium battery products are mainly based on the United Nations "Model Regulations on the Recommendations on the Transport of Dangerous Goods", the United Nations "Test and Standard Manual on the Recommendations on the Transport of Dangerous Goods", and the International Maritime Organization's "International Maritime Transport of Dangerous Goods Regulations" , International Civil Aviation Organization "Technical Regulations for the Safe Transport of Dangerous Goods by Air" and "Inspection Regulations for the Packaging of Export Dangerous Goods" (SN/T0370.1-2009) (SN/T0370.2-2009) (SN/T0370.3-2012), etc. wait.
For example, the "International Maritime Transport of Dangerous Goods Regulations" requires that exported lithium batteries must pass the UN38.3 test and provide a summary of the test. Each cell and battery pack shall be fitted with a safety vent, and in the event of an ordinary accident, it shall be designed to prevent damage by force; each cell and battery pack shall be fitted with effective means of preventing external short circuits; each containing Battery packs of multiple parallel batteries or battery series must be equipped with effective devices (such as diodes, fuses, etc.) required to prevent reverse current from causing danger; manufacturers of batteries and battery packs must establish a good quality management system, etc. .
Packaging requirements for export lithium batteries and lithium battery equipment
The following requirements are mentioned in the packing guideline P903 of the International Maritime Dangerous Goods List. It is divided according to different product categories, and this guideline is applicable to related goods under UN3090, 3091, 3480 and 3481.
- For batteries or battery packs packed in containers, protective measures shall be taken to prevent the cells or battery packs from being damaged due to movement or position changes in the container. The packaging must meet the performance indicators for packing group II. For cells or batteries with a total weight of 12 kg or more, a strong, impact-resistant casing, and a collection of such cells or batteries, a strong outer packaging, protective cover, pallet or other handling equipment is also required. Likewise, such cells or batteries shall be secured against accidental movement and the electrodes shall not bear the weight of other stacked items.
- Cells or batteries packed together with equipment, except that its container must meet the performance indicators of packaging group II, and the equipment must be fixed and must not be moved in the outer container. The cell or battery pack is also fully encased.
- In addition to meeting the previous requirements, the battery or battery pack installed in the equipment should have measures to prevent accidental activation during transportation. Also protect the cell or battery pack from short circuits.
- When the package contains a combination of the lithium battery in the device and the lithium battery packed with the device, the packaging should be marked "lithium metal battery UN3091 or lithium ion UN3481 put together with the device". If a package contains both lithium ion and lithium metal batteries, the package shall be marked for both battery types.
In addition to several key points in the International Maritime Dangerous Regulations Packaging Guidelines P903, there are the following key points of inspection and supervision that need to be paid attention to:
1.One is that whether it is a lithium-ion battery pack or a lithium-ion battery pack contained in or packaged with equipment, the watt-hour ratio must be marked on the outside of the container.
2.Second, lithium battery products do not apply to limited packaging, nor do they apply to exempt packaging.
3.The third is that the package must be marked or marked exclusively for lithium batteries. Lithium batteries or lithium battery packs that comply with Article 188 use the "rectangular mark". Other lithium batteries or lithium battery packs use the "diamond mark" of Class 9 dangerous goods. However, it is not excluded that some countries and regions require the two signs to be posted at the same time, as long as the company provides a statement of the situation.
2023.03.30 06:20 Tern_Larvidae-2424 Would you like to come and live in my mansion?
The video appeared on my recommendation feed at 1 in the night.
I promised my wife that I won’t use any electronic devices while in our vacation home (or a mansion) but I thought it won’t hurt to use it when she was asleep. I was extra careful to not wake her up as along with walking outside, me breaking her promises are the two things she hates the most. The silence was making me feel lonely as well but sitting down on the chair in the balcony made me appreciate the beautiful forest around us. Yet I knew this will be one of the rare chances that I’ll get to use my phone in this week long vacation especially since she had already urged me to have a hard-drinking game tomorrow night.
Then as I was scrolling down on my feed a video that was uploaded only an hour ago by a channel named “Aa12eightythree”. I usually avoid channels with wacky names like that, especially if they’re not verified but something about the bluish thumbnail with a shadow being illuminated on the radio made me think why don’t I give this video a shot. The video had no title which was nothing new and within a second I realized that it was a music video.
Except that there wasn’t much of a “video” in that.
The instrumental went on for the first 40 odd seconds, and then a vocaloid began singing. The lyrics were sounding gurgled and for the next 30 seconds I couldn’t recognize a thing. But the repetitive, soothing melody made me stay. The other thing that made me stay was the slight motion of the shadow. I could make out more of the shadow now. The shadow was definitely a female with an hourglass figure and it had a tinge of familiarity. I squinted my eyes hard enough to realize that she was dancing to the melody but before I could make more out of the song just screeched to an end.
“Did I stare into the figure for too long?”
No I didn’t. It was only 20 seconds past 2 minutes even though the video was 3 minutes and 22 seconds long. Then it appeared as if the shadow was closing her face in on the radio, but it shouldn’t have been possible. I could make out the facial features of the shadow and it was the most least feminine thing one could think of.
Its eyes, cheekbones and nose were the most definite of them but all of them were a bit too big for a face that petite. The eyes were looking down so far but the moment they looked towards the screen I turned my phone off. I couldn’t get a look in its eyes but I felt like I shouldn’t. I quietly returned to the bedroom with the phone still in my hand. It was irrational to be scared of a disproportionate face on the screen of an electronic device but I wasn’t irrational enough to just rest the phone in the balcony out of fear. I placed the phone on the desk near our bed and put up the blanket she had kicked away while sleeping back on her. As I saw her laid on her stomach I realized why I thought that figure was familiar.
“Hey sleepy-head wake up would ya? You can’t sleep that deep when we’re in the time of our life!”
These loud words woke me up. I opened my eyes slowly to see my vibrant wife, with a radio held in her hands.
“Look what I found under the stairs!” – She said as she proceeded to put the radio in my hands. I wasn’t about to hold a heavy object seconds after waking up so I put that thing on the table and went to wash my face. As I cleaned my eyes I remembered about the video last night. “What a coincidence” – I thought.
I returned and asked my wife if that had always been there but she claimed to not know a thing. This vacation home was owned by her aunt but for some reason she lit herself on fire and then jumped into the lake. I’ve never seen her and neither did I hear much about her so I didn’t know if it was natural for her to commit suicide. All I knew was that she never married and my wife heard from her mother that she didn’t if she even had a boyfriend in her life, ever. She left everything she had to her only sibling.
Neither I nor my wife knew how to operate a radio so I opened my phone to Google it. I wasn’t enthusiastic about it but my wife was.
But she wasn’t. I don’t know why but I felt that she wasn’t. It was almost as if she had burdened to operate it.
The more the day went on the more the feeling crept up on me. She was romantic, but not romantic enough to appreciate the beauty of dining table that seemed pretty boringly normal to me. The walls (which looked good I agree) were never short of compliments by my wife. And the same went on for nearly everything about the house until I said, “Let’s go explore the roof, there’s a lot of beauty in the nature that surrounds us here.”
Her tone changed and it didn’t take a moment for me to realize how insensitive that might’ve been.
Even though I’ve known her for years I still had no clue on how to proceed but she changed herself almost forcefully and proceeded to hold my hand and take me to the forest outside, on foot.
After all that, the drinking game came. Neither I nor my wife was much of a hard drinker so it ended quickly. She could only tolerate three shots though I cranked it up to five. We were to bed by 12, but I didn’t feel sleepy. My wife was groggy though. At around 12:50 I decided to go to the balcony to spend some time on my phone when the memory of last night came back to me. I opened YouTube to have the same video recommended to me.
But this was uploaded only an hour ago. The thumbnail was the same and it too didn’t have any title but it was only an hour old. I clicked on the channel but it was the channel’s first upload.
Well that was creepy.
But that didn’t stop me from watching the video. I didn’t have my headphones on me so I watched it on no sound and this time inside the first 20 seconds the face appeared. Knowing what will come I didn’t feel scared but before the eyes were revealed I did have a fleeting thought of turning my phone off. The eyes despite being enlarged were human-like. Despite the utter darkness I could make out that her eyes were hazel colored. She was mouthing something so I turned the volume up just a bit and got it close to my ear.
“She shouldn’t have done that.”
“I shouldn’t have done that.”
Two distinct voices came to me simultaneously, one from the phone and the other from my bedroom. It wasn’t new to have my wife sleep talking but this was a creepy co-incidence. Not more came off the video but this time I did complete the full length, which was still 3 minutes and 22 seconds.
The next day I was about to put the tray of tea-cups on the table for my wife when they fell to the floor. She tended to my wounds made by the scathing tea right away and cleaned up the floor as well. I think she came here in her childhood as she had a very good idea of where all the cleaning equipment were kept.
Looking at the radio in our bedroom I remembered the videos of the night. I thought about telling my wife about those but thought she might be angry at me for breaking my promise. As we both sat dull on the bed I decided to break the silence.
“So there was this video last night-”
Shit. I didn’t intent to break the silence with those words. Her eyes gleamed back to me, not with anger. I decided to keep on with it and told her the story. I was so into telling her about the videos that it was only after I finished did I notice the tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Can you please get out of the home with me for a sec?”
She had requested me many things in her life but somehow I realized that it was the most important thing she has ever wanted for me.
Under the tree she told me everything.
“Remember the day we fought about none of us having a future because of the way things are going? I went straight to my mom after that and she requested me to go visit my aunt as she’d feeling quite depressed lately. I went to her house, or mansion you should say. She was happy to see her niece after ages but somehow I wasn’t. I didn’t like how that loner of an old woman had so much yet she was feeling what, depressed? How privileged. She had a whole mansion to herself when me and you had to live inside that cramped apartment, both of us having to put up with each other’s shit. Each day I saw her, closely and for the love of my life I couldn’t understand why she was so down all the time. You have everything I could ever want! That’s when it hit me. I can just put her out of her misery. It would benefit her and benefit myself, greatly. I imagined a life where both of us could live here with all the freedom one could want. But I knew that the thoughts will only remain as an imagination. Never could I kill my aunt. But I think one cheat code that old people have is experience. One evening as I was tending to her she told me, “You’re having dark thoughts, haven’t you?” I was taken aback. “What do you mean”?
“You are right, I don’t deserve this.”
I decided not to delve further as I was scared that perhaps she was just rambling about and I would mistakenly let thoughts be known to her. The next day I heard a loud shriek from the roof and by the time I reached there I saw my burning aunt fling herself to the lake.”
I didn’t know how to feel about all this. I couldn’t anger up on her since I knew the thoughts she had were to improve the condition of our lives. She didn’t even act on those impulses. This mansion is nice though, I wondered. “Would I have been able to conceal my desires if I had been in her place?”
“I was absolutely lifeless as I saw the scene.” – She restarted. “But after I read the letter my feelings were left nowhere to shelter itself. The letter was kept under a radio on the table. I tore down the letter and burned it as it could be used for evidence against me as it mentioned my dark thoughts in the end but I don’t know what anyone would’ve done knowing her dark desires in her youth. Getting a girlfriend, a rich one at that in an age where she wouldn’t even be accepted by her own family she moved in with her at this mansion. Secretly, they put each other on their wills as well. Not that my aunt had anything to leave her to. But somehow, someway she killed her. She described it as strangulation but didn’t go much into the details. The guilt had been eating her up ever since and I think my desires pushed her off the edge on the day.”
She was near tears at this point and I held her close. I forgave her. How could I not? Her tears couldn’t stop falling, but mine didn’t fall. It never did.
Until now. Five years later I’m writing this, thinking it would absorb me of my guilt somehow. It won’t. Someway, somehow I killed her. I don’t know if I can enjoy living in this mansion now, but I hope that whoever finds me here can even if that comes at the expense of my life.
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I promised my wife that I won’t use any electronic devices while in our vacation home (or a mansion) but I thought it won’t hurt to use it when she was asleep. I was extra careful to not wake her up as along with walking outside, me breaking her promises are the two things she hates the most. The silence was making me feel lonely as well but sitting down on the chair in the balcony made me appreciate the beautiful forest around us. Yet I knew this will be one of the rare chances that I’ll get to use my phone in this week long vacation especially since she had already urged me to have a hard-drinking game tomorrow night.
Then as I was scrolling down on my feed a video that was uploaded only an hour ago by a channel named “Aa12eightythree”. I usually avoid channels with wacky names like that, especially if they’re not verified but something about the bluish thumbnail with a shadow being illuminated on the radio made me think why don’t I give this video a shot. The video had no title which was nothing new and within a second I realized that it was a music video.
Except that there wasn’t much of a “video” in that.
The instrumental went on for the first 40 odd seconds, and then a vocaloid began singing. The lyrics were sounding gurgled and for the next 30 seconds I couldn’t recognize a thing. But the repetitive, soothing melody made me stay. The other thing that made me stay was the slight motion of the shadow. I could make out more of the shadow now. The shadow was definitely a female with an hourglass figure and it had a tinge of familiarity. I squinted my eyes hard enough to realize that she was dancing to the melody but before I could make more out of the song just screeched to an end.
“Did I stare into the figure for too long?”
No I didn’t. It was only 20 seconds past 2 minutes even though the video was 3 minutes and 22 seconds long. Then it appeared as if the shadow was closing her face in on the radio, but it shouldn’t have been possible. I could make out the facial features of the shadow and it was the most least feminine thing one could think of.
Its eyes, cheekbones and nose were the most definite of them but all of them were a bit too big for a face that petite. The eyes were looking down so far but the moment they looked towards the screen I turned my phone off. I couldn’t get a look in its eyes but I felt like I shouldn’t. I quietly returned to the bedroom with the phone still in my hand. It was irrational to be scared of a disproportionate face on the screen of an electronic device but I wasn’t irrational enough to just rest the phone in the balcony out of fear. I placed the phone on the desk near our bed and put up the blanket she had kicked away while sleeping back on her. As I saw her laid on her stomach I realized why I thought that figure was familiar.
“Hey sleepy-head wake up would ya? You can’t sleep that deep when we’re in the time of our life!”
These loud words woke me up. I opened my eyes slowly to see my vibrant wife, with a radio held in her hands.
“Look what I found under the stairs!” – She said as she proceeded to put the radio in my hands. I wasn’t about to hold a heavy object seconds after waking up so I put that thing on the table and went to wash my face. As I cleaned my eyes I remembered about the video last night. “What a coincidence” – I thought.
I returned and asked my wife if that had always been there but she claimed to not know a thing. This vacation home was owned by her aunt but for some reason she lit herself on fire and then jumped into the lake. I’ve never seen her and neither did I hear much about her so I didn’t know if it was natural for her to commit suicide. All I knew was that she never married and my wife heard from her mother that she didn’t if she even had a boyfriend in her life, ever. She left everything she had to her only sibling.
Neither I nor my wife knew how to operate a radio so I opened my phone to Google it. I wasn’t enthusiastic about it but my wife was.
But she wasn’t. I don’t know why but I felt that she wasn’t. It was almost as if she had burdened to operate it.
The more the day went on the more the feeling crept up on me. She was romantic, but not romantic enough to appreciate the beauty of dining table that seemed pretty boringly normal to me. The walls (which looked good I agree) were never short of compliments by my wife. And the same went on for nearly everything about the house until I said, “Let’s go explore the roof, there’s a lot of beauty in the nature that surrounds us here.”
Her tone changed and it didn’t take a moment for me to realize how insensitive that might’ve been.
Even though I’ve known her for years I still had no clue on how to proceed but she changed herself almost forcefully and proceeded to hold my hand and take me to the forest outside, on foot.
After all that, the drinking game came. Neither I nor my wife was much of a hard drinker so it ended quickly. She could only tolerate three shots though I cranked it up to five. We were to bed by 12, but I didn’t feel sleepy. My wife was groggy though. At around 12:50 I decided to go to the balcony to spend some time on my phone when the memory of last night came back to me. I opened YouTube to have the same video recommended to me.
But this was uploaded only an hour ago. The thumbnail was the same and it too didn’t have any title but it was only an hour old. I clicked on the channel but it was the channel’s first upload.
Well that was creepy.
But that didn’t stop me from watching the video. I didn’t have my headphones on me so I watched it on no sound and this time inside the first 20 seconds the face appeared. Knowing what will come I didn’t feel scared but before the eyes were revealed I did have a fleeting thought of turning my phone off. The eyes despite being enlarged were human-like. Despite the utter darkness I could make out that her eyes were hazel colored. She was mouthing something so I turned the volume up just a bit and got it close to my ear.
“She shouldn’t have done that.”
“I shouldn’t have done that.”
Two distinct voices came to me simultaneously, one from the phone and the other from my bedroom. It wasn’t new to have my wife sleep talking but this was a creepy co-incidence. Not more came off the video but this time I did complete the full length, which was still 3 minutes and 22 seconds.
The next day I was about to put the tray of tea-cups on the table for my wife when they fell to the floor. She tended to my wounds made by the scathing tea right away and cleaned up the floor as well. I think she came here in her childhood as she had a very good idea of where all the cleaning equipment were kept.
Looking at the radio in our bedroom I remembered the videos of the night. I thought about telling my wife about those but thought she might be angry at me for breaking my promise. As we both sat dull on the bed I decided to break the silence.
“So there was this video last night-”
Shit. I didn’t intent to break the silence with those words. Her eyes gleamed back to me, not with anger. I decided to keep on with it and told her the story. I was so into telling her about the videos that it was only after I finished did I notice the tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Can you please get out of the home with me for a sec?”
She had requested me many things in her life but somehow I realized that it was the most important thing she has ever wanted for me.
Under the tree she told me everything.
“Remember the day we fought about none of us having a future because of the way things are going? I went straight to my mom after that and she requested me to go visit my aunt as she’d feeling quite depressed lately. I went to her house, or mansion you should say. She was happy to see her niece after ages but somehow I wasn’t. I didn’t like how that loner of an old woman had so much yet she was feeling what, depressed? How privileged. She had a whole mansion to herself when me and you had to live inside that cramped apartment, both of us having to put up with each other’s shit. Each day I saw her, closely and for the love of my life I couldn’t understand why she was so down all the time. You have everything I could ever want! That’s when it hit me. I can just put her out of her misery. It would benefit her and benefit myself, greatly. I imagined a life where both of us could live here with all the freedom one could want. But I knew that the thoughts will only remain as an imagination. Never could I kill my aunt. But I think one cheat code that old people have is experience. One evening as I was tending to her she told me, “You’re having dark thoughts, haven’t you?” I was taken aback. “What do you mean”?
“You are right, I don’t deserve this.”
I decided not to delve further as I was scared that perhaps she was just rambling about and I would mistakenly let thoughts be known to her. The next day I heard a loud shriek from the roof and by the time I reached there I saw my burning aunt fling herself to the lake.”
I didn’t know how to feel about all this. I couldn’t anger up on her since I knew the thoughts she had were to improve the condition of our lives. She didn’t even act on those impulses. This mansion is nice though, I wondered. “Would I have been able to conceal my desires if I had been in her place?”
“I was absolutely lifeless as I saw the scene.” – She restarted. “But after I read the letter my feelings were left nowhere to shelter itself. The letter was kept under a radio on the table. I tore down the letter and burned it as it could be used for evidence against me as it mentioned my dark thoughts in the end but I don’t know what anyone would’ve done knowing her dark desires in her youth. Getting a girlfriend, a rich one at that in an age where she wouldn’t even be accepted by her own family she moved in with her at this mansion. Secretly, they put each other on their wills as well. Not that my aunt had anything to leave her to. But somehow, someway she killed her. She described it as strangulation but didn’t go much into the details. The guilt had been eating her up ever since and I think my desires pushed her off the edge on the day.”
She was near tears at this point and I held her close. I forgave her. How could I not? Her tears couldn’t stop falling, but mine didn’t fall. It never did.
Until now. Five years later I’m writing this, thinking it would absorb me of my guilt somehow. It won’t. Someway, somehow I killed her. I don’t know if I can enjoy living in this mansion now, but I hope that whoever finds me here can even if that comes at the expense of my life.
2023.03.30 06:19 LodarII Most likely going to be laid off after 4 years - need advice
Hi folks, I have a meeting with HR on Monday after a 2nd negative performance review (both of which I strongly disagree with, and could back up my disagreement with facts.. but management didn't care). At this point I'm over it, as I know my worth to the company, and I'll gladly move on to a company that does want to utilize my skillset.
The question I have is regarding my severance. My contract states I will get 3 weeks for every year worked, which would add up to 12 weeks. However, after reading a lot of other posts, and using some calculators, I'm getting the impression this should be closer to 6-8 months (I've also been the subject of what I would call a witch hunt/scape goat environment, not sure if that matters? What I mean with this is: very vague directions, extremely rude behavior, and my ideas constantly being thrown out without any consideration). Can they keep their foot down at 12 weeks because of the contract? I already have a lawyer, but was hoping to get some free advise first :).
I'm obviously overwhelmed as this is the first time ever I got fired (or negative reviews... Both under new management). I'm pretty sure I'm in the "anger" stage at the moment, but working towards acceptance and relief.
Any help regarding the severance portion of the equation is much appreciated!!
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The question I have is regarding my severance. My contract states I will get 3 weeks for every year worked, which would add up to 12 weeks. However, after reading a lot of other posts, and using some calculators, I'm getting the impression this should be closer to 6-8 months (I've also been the subject of what I would call a witch hunt/scape goat environment, not sure if that matters? What I mean with this is: very vague directions, extremely rude behavior, and my ideas constantly being thrown out without any consideration). Can they keep their foot down at 12 weeks because of the contract? I already have a lawyer, but was hoping to get some free advise first :).
I'm obviously overwhelmed as this is the first time ever I got fired (or negative reviews... Both under new management). I'm pretty sure I'm in the "anger" stage at the moment, but working towards acceptance and relief.
Any help regarding the severance portion of the equation is much appreciated!!