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I am a 25 years old guy and I wonder if I am actually asexual. (English is my second language, I am sorry if there are any grammaspelling mistakes. Also I am writing this quickly so it might feel disconnected.)
As far as my sexuality goes, I know that I have I preference towards women as far as partner goes however whenever I look at pictures of nude women, I usually imagine a form of intimacy with them like cuddling and kissing. Things that are usually seen as a way to arouse like lingerie doesn't do anything to me as I can only wonder if it is comfortable to wear. These kind of question doesn't stop me from masturbating, but whenever I do masturbate I find it is as a way to relieve stress more then anything and if something other than porn or nude pictures takes care of said stress I don't feel like doing it or even finishing. In addition my perspective towards sex in general is that it is kinda gross especially oral sex when it involves bodily fluids which surprises pretty much some of my friends when I say that. However, despite all that, I am still curious about how it feels to have sex in general despite preferring cuddling and intimacy by far.
As far as dating goes, when I was a teenager, a girl told me she had feelings for me and I replied I didn't have feelings for her aside from being friend. I have been trying online dating for a while now and whenever I check a profile, I find myself checking what the pictures are about and their bio to see if there are any common and if she would match my vibe in some way, so even if I find a girl pretty, if I don't like the vibe of her profile, I just don't like her profile. So dating is somewhat difficult in that regards as I get pretty selective of whom I like on these dating apps. On the other hand, I did meet people outside of dating apps with whom I thought that it would be nice dating them, most were women and a handful were men. And to finish things up, in my whole life I've had one crush when I was a young adult (didn't go anywhere) that started when I briefly meet someone at a poetry night as we both had a common interest in poetry.
I've talked about maybe being on the asexuality spectrum with some friends and some of them told me that maybe it was because I had too high standards when it comes to dating or that I didn't meet the right person or that it is a phase related to the last two statement.
So I wish to get an outsider view on this to help me a little bit with my questioning.

Hey guys, been a member of this sub for quite a while and it has helped me out immensely just researching. Back in 2021 I was rated 90% for the following disabilities :
Left ventricular failure 60%
PTSD 50%
Migraines 30%
Back condition 10%
Tinnitus 10%
TBI 0%
My VSO told me that all of my disabilities are considered STATIC.
My question is, I know I have GERD. I experience the symptoms and didn't even know what it was really until talking about my friend who has the same PTSD rating as me. I thought it was just common heartburn. But I get heartburn after I eat, usually around 4-5 times a week, mostly at night. On top of that, I get this random regurgitation of what seems to be a food particle or whatever, sometimes it smells like shit, like legitimate shit lol. I also get stomach pains occasionally that just feel like a knot in my stomach. On some occasions I have a small "vomit" but not like a bucket of it, like a teaspoon size and I either spit it out or I'm forced to down it (gross I know).
My question is, if I claim GERD secondary to PTSD (I take meds for my PTSD), can they lower my overall rating or go back and try and lower previous rated disabilities? Lastly, I plan on doing this secondary claim on my own without the VSO. Must I go to the private doctor to get "medical evidence" of GERD? I can't just show my heartburn or eat a brownie and puke in front of the doctor.
I tried searching this up but some information was older and conflicting. Thank you.

My 4th booking now, previously done Cody finishing the story, MJF debuting in WWE and Drew’s heel turn.
SHAWN MICHAELS NEEDS TO HAVE ONE MORE MATCH. Sorry I know he’s old but that awful tag match in Saudi Arabia at Crown Jewel 2018 can’t be his last match, especially considering how good his ‘Retirement’ in 2010 was.
So starting off, who should it be? There’s plenty of candidates who would be amazing like Rollins, Balor, hell what about Rhea Ripley. But my choice is AJ Styles, this is probably the dreamiest of all dream matches. Anyway this is how I’d book it.
We start at Survivor Series 2023, AJ Styles faces Roman Reigns for the WWE Universal Championship, and loses. After the match Styles is visibly furious, after all there’s no chance the bloodline didn’t interfere. On Smackdown it’s announced that Styles will be on the show for a promo. (‘We will hear from AJ Styles’), something like this.
On this Smackdown Adam Pearce can’t seem to find AJ anywhere when he gets approached by Gallows and Anderson. Anderson says to Pearce “AJ is gonna be exactly where he needs to be”. Pearce assumes Styles is showing up then. However when it’s time, Styles’s music hits but he doesn’t come out. Commentary apologise for Styles being unprofessional and will update the fans on any information.
A week and a half later, AJ Styles shows up on NXT. He doesn’t come out to his music though, instead he comes out during a match. Security are following him but not pulling him back. Styles simply gets in the ring, floors both men in the match and grabs a mic. “I am exactly where I need to be, and until I get what I want, I’m not going anywhere”.
NXT cuts to a break, when it comes back, Shawn Michaels is on the phone. “Hunter did you let him come here? No that’s what I thought, I want him out of here. I don’t know what he wants”. That’s all we get.
Next week Styles does it again. The week after, Styles is walking backstage when he’s stopped by HBK. “I don’t know what you want, but you need to stop sabotaging my show”. Styles replies “OK, see you around”. He winks at HBK and turns around to leave. “Actually scratch that, I haven’t got what I want yet”. Styles pushes past HBK, as he shoots AJ an angry look.
Next week, Styles interrupts a match again but this time HBK walks out, producers and security are following him begging him off. He gets in the ring, shouts at AJ. “What do you want!”. Styles says “You”. HBK looks taken aback. “I’m retired”. “We’ll see”. Styles starts to walk away, when suddenly he slaps Shawn. “What are you gonna do about that?”. “Nothing”. Styles smiles and leaves.
On Smackdown Styles shows up. He says “I know Shawn Michaels doesn’t wanna fight me, I was just pushing his buttons. What I really want is the world title, and I am gonna win the royal rumble”.
At the rumble, Styles enters No.20, beats everyone down and eliminates someone like Nakamura. As the countdown begins, Styles poses in the ring, shouting “It doesn’t matter who it is”.
You know who it is, at Number 21 it is Shawn Michaels. HBK runs in and immediately eliminates both AJ and himself just like Mick Foley did to Randy Orton. HBK then delivers a sweet chin music on the outside to take AJ out.
On Smackdown AJ comes out and demands Shawn Michaels to come out. But he doesn’t. This happens for weeks, every time he calls him out, and every time HBK doesn’t answer. As the weeks go on Styles gets more and more crazy.
The week before Elimination Chamber, Styles shows up on NXT, once again demands HBK come out. “The show won’t go on until you get out here”. Styles keeps cutting his promo staring straight down the camera. Suddenly, in the corner of the shot, HBK rises up after sliding in the ring, he’s standing in the corner. Hits crotch chop, AJ turns around into a Sweet Chin F***ing Music. Michaels gets on a mic and simply says “I’ll see you at Wrestlemania”.
The promos on Smackdown building up to mania focus on Styles claiming he is better than Michaels. “You stayed retired because you were scared that if we faced, I would embarrass you in front of all these people who admire you”.
Michaels says “I stayed retired out of respect for the Undertaker, if I wanted to kick your ass, I would’ve. And I’m going to”.
At WrestleMania 40, AJ Styles vs Shawn Michaels main events Night 1. (I’d want it to main event night 2 but if Roman’s reign ends here it’ll be much more monumental if it’s on night 2)
Hopefully the match is banger, even at his age Michaels could go, and he is still the most reliable Wrestlemania performer of all time, so it should be good.
The match remixes some memories from Michaels’ career. Styles hits a Pedigree, Michaels locks in the sharpshooter, Styles goes for an AA but HBK flips out into the corner and hits AJ with a Sweet Chin Music (just like the Cena match on RAW in London 2007) however Styles kicks out.
The finish of the match is Styles hitting a Styles Clash, then a phenomenal forearm for the win.
And that’s how I’d do it, I hope you enjoyed it and let me know hit you liked it.

It’s a very common what if scenario I bring up to my friends when discussing the Spider-man vs. Batman comparison. I always fall back on who has it harder, and I think Batman has a harder job than Spider-Man. So in this hypothetical Peter Parker gets dropped dead middle of Gotham and has to take on the full extent of Batman’s rogue gallery who all now pursue him the same as they would otherwise pursue Batman, for specificity I’ll list the main ones.
Joker, Bane, Two-Face, Riddler, Scarecrow, Penguin, Catwoman, Ra's al Ghul, Poison Ivy, Mr. Freeze, Hugo Strange, Solomon Grundy, Deathstroke, Deadshot, Lady Shiva, Anarky, Killer Croc, Deadshot, Clayface, Mad Hatter, Hush, Firefly, Black Mask, Man-Bat, and Court of Owls.
On the inverse Batman is dropped into New York City and for the sake of arguement so is Wayne Manor and the bat cave so Batman has access to everything he would in Gotham. He would have the same situation as Spider-Man where his whole rogues gallery now pursues him. I’ll make another list for specificity.
Green Goblin, Doctor Octopus, Venom, Carnage, Sandman, Lizard, Rhino, Vulture, Electro, Kraven the Hunter, Mysterio, Scorpion, Kingpin, Shocker, Hobgoblin, Chameleon, Black Cat, Morlun, Tombstone, The Jackal, The Prowler, The Tinkerer, and The Beetle

I'm doing a high school physics project about how different tennis courts affect a ball's speed after impact, I took data from different videos of tennis serves on different courts and found that an approximate 93 mph serve that I calculated from editing became 37 mph after impact on a clay court. is this answer realistic?
I found a study that says clay reduces speed by 40 percent and yet mine is supposedly 60 percent.
This is my own recorded data: Velocity = 17.5 meters (distance from behind serve line into service box)/ 0.42 secs BEFORE IMPACT - Hits ball at 42.36, hits court at 42.78 (93.2 mph)
Velocity = 6.2 meters (roughly)/ .37 secs AFTER IMPACT – after impact, gets to opposite serve line at 43.15. (37.4 mph)

Looking for solo books that are good reads and I can't find anything that looks interesting. Books with one or two sequels are fine too. Any genre is fine, including horror, ecchi and so on. But no NTR please.
Some examples of what I've read already are:
Goth At night, i become a monster The garden of words The girl who leapt through time I want to eat your pancreas I had that same dream again Hello world

Hello!
I have a small foster cat who was clearly abused. This is relevant as it has led to him having issues with food/being very persistent with trying to get human food even though both dry and wet food are available. Last night, we ordered pizza and left it out on the counter (mistake, I know, please be kind). I didn't notice an issue until my partner found him huddled in his litterbox and cornered by our other cat who has been somewhat aggressive. We have had the foster for about ~1 month and try to let him out when we can, but when the aggression began we isolated him.
Cat is a white american shorthair, but I don't have much info beyond that. He has been fully vaxxed/pest treated, had bloodwork recently, is chipped, and is generally otherwise healthy (I think?). He is very skinny but he does eat what seems a normal amount, just very bony.
When he got out of the litter box after I chased away our other cat, he was covered in diarrhea. I immediately went to bathe him and after he was clean we isolated him with a fresh litter box again. I noticed as I was washing him that he was very bloated. His stomach is distended but it is soft and squishy and doesn't appear to cause him pain when I squeeze/massage gently.
Since we moved him, he has sat in more or less the same spot and has had a bit more diarrhea. I think this is from the pizza he got into as his condition changed overnight. Since he is a foster, they had to set up a vet appointment which is next tuesday, but I am still very concerned and am wondering if I should take him to a vet sooner if he isn't better by morning.
Should I be so worried? Should I get him to a hospital? Or just monitor and keep isolated? I know some of his behavior might be due to stress but I don't want to have made him sick and not do anything about it. Thank you for any advice!

I helped organize the packing up of the camp, which I had spent the entire first half of the day setting up. I was helping unpack food for dinner in a few hours and fold up tents. After awhile of that It was dinner, which was nothing fancy, just sandwiches and some kind of fruit some scouts had picked, it had rough skin but was really juicy. After dinner Eris went off with Lavertus, Leonidas and Longtooth and I was alone with Kyten, I realized I had never really talked with him after knowing him for almost a month so I decided to break the silence.
“So, you’re Kyten? I’ve heard a lot about you from Eris.” I turned to him and asked.
“Yeah, she seems interested in me so it makes sense she’d be talking about me, it does feel weird having all this attention on me though, people looking at me like I’m an alien.” He said.
“Don’t take it to seriously, she’s always wanted to learn more about the world and seeing someone from outside of Chima would make her want to cling onto them. About the other guys, they’re just like her, been up there their whole lives so they’d naturally be cautious of people they’ve never known.” I said to make him feel better.
“Yeah that makes sense, but with Eris it’s like it’s something more than just curiosity the way she acts around me, how she looks at me, she acts much differently around other people so I know it’s just around me.” He said.
“How so?” I questioned.
“She’s always interested in whatever I’m doing, even if it’s mundane and she’s always within eyesight of me. And speaking of that, the way she looks at me whenever we talk, it’s like she’s not there sometimes, like she’s thinking of something else but looking deep into me eyes.” He complained.
“Well it sounds like she likes you, I don’t blame her either. You’re interesting to her and you look attractive, she probably thinks the same too. I’m just sayin’, take some of her hints next time you see them.” I said.
“What do you mean by “attractive”? Never been called that before, let alone by another guy.” He mentioned, I didn’t even notice I had said that.
“Wait did I call you that? I’m sorry.” I apologized, I wish I had caught my mistake earlier.
“It’s no problem, I don’t have anything against it.” He said like he had made a mistake.
“Against what?” I questioned.
“Homosexuals. You are one, right?”. He said awkwardly, it felt like he didn’t want to ask, I didn’t want to answer but I did anyway.
“What? I’m not gay. I think… I don’t know anymore.” I admitted, I felt kinda bad admitting something like this to a stranger before anyone else. We stopped talking for a few seconds then Kyten exhaled loudly and said something.
“Well you helped me out so whats wrong?” He asked, trying to help me.
“It’s my friend, Cragger. I’ve always liked him as a friend but recently things have felt different. Before we went down here things were peaceful for a time and we got closer. He came over more often, we were alone together more often, we talked about how we felt and vented to each other,things were different but they were nice. Then the snakes invaded and Cragger was hospitalized, I was more worried about him then than anything else, when he got out I helped him in rehab, like walking around, moving, and other things. I felt like I was taking care of him and protecting him, but when he said he wanted to come down here I was worried for his safety. We fought, we made up, things went back to normal for all of a minute, until I kissed him I don’t know why but It was in the heat of the moment. I though I would feel awkward or confused about it, not relieved, it was like a weight was lifted from my back. I felt ashamed for it but he wasn’t, that doesn’t change that I still can’t look him in the eye after that. With him and I going to Tetsu’Aagra tomorrow I feel like we’ll be alone a lot and I won’t be able to enjoy my visit there because of what I’m trying to hold back from him, what should I do?” I admitted to him. I started to feel bad about admitting something this personal to someone who probably didn’t care and just said that because he felt obligated, I was surprised he actually said something.
“We’ll I can’t say my friends were like that growing up but if this works out between you too it sounds like it could be something good for both of you. It’s a really big city so you two are bound to be alone at some point, while you are tell him how you feel, since he kissed you back, he probably feels the same about you as you feel about him. It might sound risky and uncomfortable so to try and make it easier and ask questions building up to the big ask. I hope that helps you out. I’m gonna be there too so if you feel stuck or unable to tell him, I can for you if you want.” Kyten said, giving me advice and offering help
“Thanks Kyten, I just might need to ask you but I hope not. It felt good to get that off my chest.” I said while getting up
“Yeah no problem. I’m gonna get some sleep though.” He said while walking away
I went to one of the repurposed aircraft that wasn’t filled with supplies or soldiers and laid down on a bed staring at the ceiling it was pretty late at night and everyone else had gone to sleep already. It was strange, my first night down here, unlike Chima which was noisy and bright at night, here it was dark and quiet. I had trouble sleeping without the howl of the winds at my window, since Chima was up in the sky the wind was stronger and louder and on nights were there was a full moon, it wasn’t that much darker than day time. Now that it was quiet and dark, it felt very different.
I rolled over and tried to force myself to sleep but even though I was sore and exhausted I couldn’t sleep. I eventually did but it wasn’t for long as the sun had started to come up not long after. I climbed out of bed for breakfast but we didn’t have much time to eat, I went back to my bed to eat the rest of my food and I started moving, not like waking but the whole room was, this whole camp had just been mobilized and turned into a train. I had been in the room alone so I tried to get some sleep, I got an hour or two of sleep but was awakened by a bump in the road.
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Started feeling some chest tightness and ticklish in my throat on Sunday evening.
Monday - I went to work thinking it was just a little cold. Masked up to make sure I wouldn’t get anyone else sick. My temperature was going up and down throughout the day. Throat was still a little scratchy. At night, I felt more fatigued and had a weird mild dry cough. My boyfriend told me to test myself and sure enough the throat swab showed a POSITITVE dark line.
Tuesday (6/6) - woke up feeling a little icky. Honestly not feeling bad. Had a little bit of a headache. Had a productive cough with some yellownphelgm in the afternoon. Now (evening) there is no couch, no scratchy throat. I did start using CPC mouthwash 3x starting today.
Will be updating daily :). Trying to stay as positive and hopefully the CPC mouthwash helps me a bit. Has anyone used CPC mouthwash?? Also my symptoms have been quite mild so I hope it stays that way🥲

My 11 month old dog will be staying with a friend for 2 nights in a few weeks. He has never been away from me or slept in another place other than my home. I’m feeling pretty stressed to leave him somewhere he doesn’t know and with a friend he doesn’t really know either. My friend is a good friend of my husband and I trust they’d take good care of him but I’m still nervous for him.
How can I make this a comfortable stay for him? Do I need to worry that he’ll be extremely stressed? I’ll be sending him there with his crate that he loves and his bed/blanket (unwashed so that our scent is on it while he is there). Anything else I can do?

My (36f) husband (32m) has an opportunity in his field that would double his income and give us healthcare on top of it. I'm currently contracting and can't apply for healthcare due to some ongoing issues in court I won't get into.
He said he wants to take the new job opportunity but has irrational fears. I do not understand. It has been months and I have tried so hard to be patient but I am getting impatient.
The job offer is open, this company really wants him. He would be doing the same work he is doing now but with 2x the pay, plus benefits, plus better hours.
The other day I injured myself in the home and had to go to the ER. I am okay, but have a slight concussion. It could have been so much worse. And I'm panicking a little about what the bill will be like.
Literally why doesn't he take this job? What can I do to convince him?
Tl;dr: Husband got an amazing job offer. How do I convince him to take it?

TLDR; (25M) My GF (24F) has been sleeping with her neighbor (36M) and I am spiraling out of control.
After months of being called psycho, crazy, controlling, paranoid, etc I finally caught my girlfriend cheating on me 2 night ago.
I drove over to her house and as I was pulling up she was stepping out of the neighbors house. The neighbor (Luigi, 36M) comes outside and explains to me that he was told by my GF (Elizabeth, 24F) that we were broken up and had been for a long time. My now ex girlfriend then comes outside and starts telling me its not cheating because we have been over for a while and yada yada. I guess she forgot to tell me…..
I am thoroughly disgusted for a few reasons:

1. It’s now evident that she had sex with him and me on the same night, several nights a week, for over a year straight. She would fuck him and then come over and kiss me on the mouth and cuddle in my bed. FOR. OVER. A. YEAR. STRAIGHT The age difference is also extremely disgusting to me. 2. This woman truly was the love of my life. I lived and breathed the sustenance from this woman. If she was here I was warm. If she was gone I was cold. I viewed her as THE most decedent Goddess ever to grace the earth. And I made sure to treat her like it every single day. She would constantly thank me for treating her so well. I can’t wrap my mind around how she could knowingly hurt me so deeply. I can’t wrap my mind around the fact that another man was defiling my Goddess each and every night, while I was being made a fool. 3. I’m just plain embarrassed. Whenever I would hear stories of people cheating, I would shudder. I had always viewed getting cheated on as a terminal disease, impossible to ever rid yourself from. I know understand that I was right. Everybody looks at you like all you are is the guy who’s bitch got fucked. 4. She could not have possibly loved me. She KNEW what kind of irreversible damage this would have on my psyche. She is an incredibly smart person. She weighed the pros and the cons and came to the conclusion that enjoying another man’s penis was worth the damage it would cause me for the rest of my life. She could not have possibly loved me. 5. She was the only person I had in my life. I have no deep connections with my family, I have no close friendships. I have no social clubs or internet groups. I do not even feel legitimate love for any other single person on the planet except for her. All I want to do is run to her and feel her warmth and tell her how badly I’ve been mangled! But she is the one who caused it….. The loneliness I am experiencing literally has manifested itself as a permanent weight on my chest. I am actually going insane. 6. I haven’t heard from her since I busted them. She hasn’t reached out even once to explain herself or offer any clarity, or to say sorry, or even to say goodbye. One day I was head over heals in love, and the next day I am in the pits of hell. The whiplash is insane. I just want her to talk to me… 

When I walk past the mirror, or catch a reflection of myself on my phone screen, I absolutely fall apart. When I scroll thru my camera roll and see my girlfriend I begin to sob like a baby. How could that perfect face be so cruel? I can’t bring myself to delete any of her pictures because it feels like I’m killing her. It’s like I’m killing that moment that was preserved on camera and ill never get it back. This is made even more significant by the fact that I don’t think she will ever reach out to me again. I will never see her again. The final time I ever got to see the love of my life, she was in another mans oversized sweater, running into his house. The image is forever seared into my brain. The day prior to this we were laughing and cuddling and having sex like everything was fine. THE WHIPLASH IS INSANE.
I do not know where to go from here. I can accept that she’s gone but It’s so hard because I don’t have a shoulder to cry on. All I want to do is fall into a woman’s warm chest and cry my heart out. My pillow will have to suffice.
This post only begins to scratch the surface of all the different dimensions of pain I am feeling. I have no clue what my next steps will be because I truly feel dead inside. I truly wish I could go to sleep tonight and not wake up.
Thank you for reading, it makes me feel better that someone knows how deeply I’m suffering. Please guys, show me some love or recommend me a group I can talk to about this or something.

After 35 years of marriage my wife passed away quietly in her sleep one night. I have since remarried and though we are extremely happy together, I suffer from chronic insomnia. Often my new wife has asked me what she can do to help my insomnia, sadly, there is nothing that can be done, for there is still one secret I have not shared.
Many years ago while serving in the military, an exciting opportunity presented itself, I could spend a year in an Antarctic research station. The position was very remote, and would require almost a year of isolation from my family. The position was completely voluntary, but included an absolutely insane hazardous duty pay rate, more than double my normal salary.
As a young man, tripling my annual income was impossible to refuse. Above top secret clearance was required, and the process took almost six months to complete with checks and investigations that were absolutely mind-boggling to my young self.
Finally, the day came and I shipped out, excited at the prospect of visiting a new continent, however somewhat melancholy at the prospect of leaving my family for almost a year.
On my arrival at McMurdo station in Antarctica I was shuffled into a briefing room with a few other new arrivals. There we learned that our destination was hundreds of miles deeper into the Antarctic wilderness. A frozen wasteland where temperatures never rise above freezing and even short-term exposure of unprotected skin could result in devastating frostbite.
Finally after several days of briefings and preparation we all boarded a Snow Cat type vehicle for the ride to our duty station.
Upon arriving we were assigned to our duties and our quarters and got to work. But it soon became apparent to me as well as the other new arrivals, the work made no sense. At first we simply seemed to be monitoring temperatures and seismic activity. We had to log every microscopic trimmer every minor fluctuation in temperature every environmental change, no matter how small or insignificant. This data was dutifully logged daily, and transmitted by satellite to a mysterious head office, of which, even today, I do not know the location.
That's all we did, they were no scientific experiments, searching for medical breakthroughs, no geophysical experiments, nothing that seemed to be of any consequence. We seemed to be there to do one thing and one thing only, watch for something to change. But as for why we were actually watching for we were not told, at least not at first.
For weeks on end, day and night, 24-hour darkness in the winter, 24-hour daylight in the summer, we sat there and did nothing but log incredibly minute environmental changes.
It was an easy job, if somewhat boring. And though we worked a standard three shift rotation, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year, off duty our time was our own, and there were plenty of recreational activities and diversions for us to enjoy, a game room, a heated pool, a well-stocked library, and everyone had a personal TV with satellite, a rarity in those days. And we were free to pursue any other leisure activities off duty, at least within the confines of the nearly sealed facility deep in the Antarctic.
But something was amiss; something was horribly out of place there. My first indication that this was not your typical or Antarctic research station was the armory. Yes an armory, but not just any armory, this armory was stocked with enough firepower and weapons to overthrow a medium-sized country. Automatic rifles, machine guns, handguns, explosives, rocket launchers, flamethrowers, almost any device of destruction you can conceive of was stored in an armory that was more than twice the size of the actual so-called research station.
About 6 months into my tour something happened, at first it seemed so insignificant, nothing more than a small earth or ice quake. It was minor, almost unnoticeable, but the ground trembled slightly for almost thirty minutes. But it was during those thirty minutes that something became stunningly clear. Something that strained the very minds of us newcomers; There was something under the ice, something alive, but sleeping. The faces of the long time denizens of that frozen wasteland betrayed their fear. Whatever was under the ice, it was something old, something huge, something hideous, and something so evil that it is beyond the words of mortal men to describe.
But what was even more terrifying than the sudden knowledge that there was something sleeping under the ice was the revelation of the fear this creature had injected into the hearts of all those who knew of existence. It was during those thirty minutes that I learned that there is more to the armory than I knew, more than any of us newcomers had ever dreamed. In a panic, I was given a key and told to prepare for the Omega Directive.
At the back of the armory was a nondescript vault door. Any comments or even suggestions of its existence had been brashly brushed aside by facility management. Before that moment, as far as anyone was concerned it did not exist, there was no door there, the fact that we could see a door didn't matter, it did not exist.
It was during the thirty minutes of terror, that due to random chance I was on duty for, that I saw what was behind the door. Behind the door were nuclear weapons, several small atomic warheads and portable lunch systems. But even that is not the most terrifying thing I saw. For at the back of the room is a key station two keys mounted about twenty feet apart, positioned in such a way that it is impossible for one person to turn both keys at the same time, no matter how ingenious or determined they are.
Decades ago, Edward Teller, the father of the atomic bomb, conceived and designed what became known as the Gigaton Device. A thermonuclear weapon thousands if not millions of times more powerful than the bombs dropped during World War II, a device capable of detonation with unimaginable destructive force. It is well recorded that Edward Teller's Gigaton Device would be so destructive that it could, in a single detonation, wipe all of New England completely off the map and, in an instant, utterly devastate almost a quarter of the United States and kill nearly a third of its population, all with a single detonation.
For decades people have slept comfortably in their beds at night knowing that the leaders of the day realized what an absurd idea it would have been to actually build such a device. Thankfully, according to history, such a device was never built. Despite all their warmongering, all their sometimes insane behavior, even politicians had a limit, and no one was mad enough to build such a nightmarish weapon.
The two simple small keyholes in the vault at the secret station in Antarctica betrayed what lay on the other side of the wall. A Gigaton Device had been built, but this device was even more powerful than Edward Teller's wildest imagination. There, deep in the Antarctic, the Gigaton Device sits in silence, waiting, waiting for the day everyone hopes never comes, for if that day were to come and those two keys were inserted and turned, the explosion would, in all and likelihood, vaporize the entire continent of Antarctica. It is a nightmare scenario, millions of cubic miles of Antarctic ice turned into steam. An explosion so powerful, so mind numbingly devastating, as to possibly crack the very crust of the Earth itself. And there it sets, even until this day, sitting there silently waiting for the day, that one horrible day that those that know of its existence hopes never comes.
But why? What nightmarish Lovecraftian abominations sleeps below the ice? What nightmare lays in respite under miles of frozen wasteland? I was never privy to the answer. But what I do know is that there is something down there, something nightmarish, something so utterly terrifying to the hearts and mind of man that humanity has created a weapon, just in case. A weapon that they hope will never be used, but a a weapon they hope would kill whatever it is sleeping below the ice, And a weapon so powerful, that if it were to ever be used, would devastate not only Antarctica, but the entire world. The aftermath of such a detonation would flood coastal cities around the world, with sea levels rising many meters literally overnight. A weapon so powerful that it is entirely conceivable that the possibility exists of it shattering the Earth's crust itself, so that the mantle could spill forth from within, a weapon so powerful that it would cast enough debris into the atmosphere as to generate a decades long nuclear winter, possibly ending civilization as we know it.
So now, decades later, I lay awake at night, wondering about those young men and women that, even now, are at that remote research station in Antarctica, watching, counting the days, and hoping that the beast never awakens.

i'm looking for some advice on what to do about my upcoming nasal polyps removal surgery (which is in two days).
some history on my nasal polyps...i've had it for about 6 months and at it's worst point (which was about one month ago), i couldn't breathe through my nose or go anywhere without a tissue. i was also experiencing a lot of post-nasal drip and couldn't sleep because of how much coughing i'd experience through the night. during this time and for a few weeks before it, i was using prescribed nasal spray every night and also taking zyrtec, but for the longest time, i saw no change. so i consulted with an ENT, got a CT scan, and learned that i should get the polyps surgically removed as it was very inflamed and large.
the reason i'm conflicted now about getting the surgery is because for the past 3 weeks, i can no longer feel the polyps in my nostril like i used to (and i could literally feel it in my nose for the previous 6 months) and i no longer have congestion or even a runny nose. i do have a reduced sense of smell, which could be related to having a polyps currently or it could be a side effect of having a stuffed nose for half a year, but i'm not sure if i should get it it removed if the conditions have consistently improved for 3 weeks (maybe allergy season is over? or the nasal spray's effects have finally kicked in?).
please let me know of any advice you have! i guess i'm mostly wondering if it's normal for your polyps to go through phases of disappearing or shrinking to a point where it doesn't bother you, and if it stays like that for a long time or quickly goes back to being irritating.
i think i would prefer to get surgery if this period of comfort only lasts for a little bit, but if it lasts for 6+ months, i'd rather keep the polyps as is.
thank you for reading...super overthinking this surgery...

The winner of VS-3 is The Golden Court - Latter, Greyerl is not only a really cool culprit, but also a very compelling one, and the story of Belduke is as sad as it gets, with a suprise ending being the cherry on top.
Fun fact: This is the 2nd longest case in the series, and it's sections reflect that so it gets the strawpoll treatment, what is your favorite section of VS-4?
https://strawpoll.com/polls/YVyPmdL8BnN

So i plan on doing my AP, Ive got my grandma doctor letter from back at mexico, But I have some past history with the law. Ive cleared it with the court took care of it. Now Ive renewed my DACA years back and he ask me for all the court paperwork for clearance and I gave him the paperwork and was able to renwed my DACA. Now should i do my AP thru a lawyer or go ahead and do it myself?

title. my LDR gf (31f) of a year and i (32m) are on a break (that she indirectly suggested/i initiated) after a lot of arguing. she's admittedly "cold" when triggered, but loving during good times. i'm a people pleaser who turned into an anxious mess with her. i got clingy and insecure toward the end--I tiptoed around her out of fear of setting her off or losing her, which i regret. she went cold and stopped communicating. the below led to our break:

• we had an unequal, lopsided long distance relationship. she only called me from the car. she stopped traveling to see me and stopped picking me up from the airport when i visited. i traveled to see her a ton to try to stay together, which i think that was foolish. when questioned about this/our relationship, she answered often with "i don't know."
• one night early on she said she didn't love anyone deeply. i ignored that for no reason, but now wonder whether she just meant me and was being nice.
• she wasn't there for me during stress or hard times, prioritized her schedule over me, and started nitpicking small habits of mine (wearing shoes in the apt., forgetting to take the bins out, etc).
• she ran from arguments. literally left the room or emotionally disappeared. said she hated arguing. resolving anything calmly was a challenge. apologies were rare. lots of defensiveness, silence, tension, just a bad deal for the both of us. all this sent me into a spiral and finally gave her the break i thought she wanted. she has already reached out to say she misses/loves me and wants to talk things through, but i recognize i have some work to do to soothe myself, and also want to get a handle on how i can respectfully place boundaries before i re-engage with her. thoughts on how to do that? whether it is worth doing that?

tldr: on a break with LDR gf and an anxious mess. do i go back or leave? if i go back, how do i help things change?

What a welcome back to dashing. So, basically I haven't dashed in 7 or 8 months. I normally have my deposits go into my dasherdirect account. My direct account got 'temporarily disabled' because it's been so long since anything has happened with it. I was perfectly fine with this, until I needed to dash to get money for diapers and milk for my toddler. I tried reactivating my account, because the app said I could instantly activate it when I was ready to use it again. I type in the info the the app was asking for. 'Wrong last 4/date'.... ummm, no it isn't. I try 4 more times, same result. I call dasher support and tell them my problem, and they try to help me by telling me 'we can't really do anything'. They tell me to basically keep retrying it while I have them on the phone. Same results. "You have to do it from your app, we can't really do anything else." Is what they tell me. I've been tryna get this problem fixed for 3 days. I finally say "f**k it" and start having my earnings through direct deposit. I even gave up on trying to reactivate the card and just order a new one so I could of at least used the virtual card the following day, cause if I kept messing with it that night, I would've been late for my regular job. They just told me the standard steps on how to order a new card and I kept having to tell them that it wasn't letting me. I tried everything both before the phone calls, and during the phone calls, and kept getting the runaround. Hopefully they'll be helpful with deactivating my direct account. Or do you think they'll tell me it must be done through the app even though the FAQs flat out say that you have to have support do it? I get that there'd only so much they can say/do and I've been very patient with whoever I speak with on support, but I guess it's time to start staying away from dasher direct for me.

My store is considered a high theft store we get people stealing 2-5 times a day every day. The other night it was really bad my manager denied a return for a known scammer in the area and they were assaulted. We all are really close to this manager as they are in their early 20’s and is someone we all can relate too. All of us now want to either go on strike or just straight up leave. If we do go on strike will they say we are abandoning our job? I also want to ask the manager that this happened too and see if they are okay with us doing this because I know they don’t want to lose their job and we don’t want to get them in trouble.