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Not blaming phenibut only but I was using phenibut and kratom for about 3 years daily. Average probably 5gpd of phen towards the end, 30 gpd of kratom too.
Severe restless legs especially during night, couldn't sleep for days, worst imaginable anxiety, severe anhedonia, constant urge to pee from urine retention. Afraid to go outside. Mind racing with negativity while not being able to sleep.
Long story short I cut myself multiple times with a blunt kitchen knife about 2 weeks ago. Also swallowed capful of toilet cleaner. I'm currently in a psych / mental health ward.
Never did anything like that before. Just occasional intrusive thoughts of suicide. I saw no way out cos I knew the doctors or my family wouldn't know what phen or kratom were.
Had severe anhedonia for a few weeks before that despite still taking phen and kratom
I was trying to taper both but I wasn't sticking too it properly.
Worst part was at the time I felt extreme coldness towards what it would do to my family if I succeeded. Was like I didn't care at the time. Was singly focused on ending my suffering
After I was fixed up in the hospital was brought to a psych ward who prescribed low dose baclofen for a few days, among some other drugs.
Then after a few days I was transferred to another mental health place closer to my home. Here they refused to prescribe me baclofen, just valium.
It's been a living hell for someone with social anxiety, haven't slept properly for about 10 days.
Just a warning to not be dumb like me
Still second guessing myself if it wasn't another substance I'd stopped talking like magnesium glycinate or vitamin c. Suppose I'll never know

Previous Chapter - Read 10 weeks ahead on Patreon - Read the story so far on Royal Road
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Chapter Thirteen - Bridge Over Swift Water (Part II)
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The cottage beside the mill was not large, and its low ceilings were packed with all manner of cupboards, shelves, chairs and tables, pressed in against the walls in a maze of well-worn clutter. The result was a rather overcrowded space, and Ren was forced to take more care than usual so as not to bump into anything when they entered, but the hearth was broad, and the smell of cooking filled the air, so it did not take long to settle into a comfortable lull of pleasant talk around the table whilst they waited for their lunch. Ted's wife, a young, slender woman with dark, smiling eyes and shoulder-length fair hair, hurried about the fire busily, stirring and seasoning her pots with a methodical efficiency. A mug arrived for each of them (water for the boys, something stronger for Ted), and they talked for a time of small things, of the weather and the harvest, hoping for a mild winter, idle talk for idle minds. Even Trin seemed to have relaxed in the lazy firelight, though he was more quiet than usual. Ren thought of how scared he had been of the miller as a boy, remembering the fearsome man with his scarred neck and deep voice that had raked their dinner table at the farm with his dark eyes. It was a memory that fit the man beside him about as well as a child’s boot might fit its fathers. He started to feel a little guilty for avoiding him, whenever he visited the farm.
‘Heard you were heading to Overwood, last week.’
Ren blinked, looking up from the fire to find Ted watching him over his mug. He swallowed.
‘Took a cart to the market with grandfather.’
‘How is the old goat?’
Ren hesitated. ‘He’s… he’s well.’
Ted took a swig of his ale, not a little wistfully. ‘Used to live up there, you know. Overwood, I mean. After the soldiering, when the Black Breath took my Da. Coughed up his own lungs, ‘fore it got ‘im. Always was a scrapper. Not easy, losing someone like that.’
Ren swallowed, looking away, and the miller’s eyes softened.
‘Your Ma, too, boy, I know. Damn shame.’ he said apologetically, and Ren decided not to correct him. ‘Long time before I came out here, anyways.’
‘You fought in the war?’ Trin asked tentatively.
‘I fought in the rebellion, boy.’ Ted corrected him. ‘Was only one King, back then.’
Trin swallowed, looking at the floor.
‘But that was a long time ago now. Afore you were born, I reckon. Not a lot of work for soldiers in peacetime. Must have dug half the privies in Overwood before I earned the coin to up sticks.'
‘Earned?’ Werla snorted from beside the fire, cheeks dimpling. ‘Swindled, more like.’
Ren looked over at her. He had always thought her a little young for the old miller. He was well past forty, and with his weathered brow and ugly scar he was hardly an obvious match for a pretty young girl not long from twenty when they had wed a couple of summers back. He wondered, not for the first time, how they had fallen in together to begin with.
‘Now, don't be giving our guests the wrong idea.’ Ted told her, grinning, and the scar on his neck knotted. He turned back to the boys, holding up his hands earnestly. ‘An honest game of chance, I swear it. Northerner, he was, didn't know dice from a pebble.’
Ren and Trin both nodded sagely at his explanation, neither of them knowing one jot about dice, or gambling, or Northerners, for that matter. Werla swept to their rescue, appearing at the miller's shoulder and planting a kiss on his cheek.
‘Swindled.’ she said pointedly.
Ted smiled in spite of himself, shooing her away. She chuckled and turned back to the stew, humming softly to herself.
‘I hear there’s a lot of new folk in town.’ Ted said, turning back to the boys. ‘From up in the Stonelands.’
‘Enough to notice.’ Ren replied, thinking of the unpleasantness on the road. He frowned. ‘Unfriendly types.’
‘Been a while since I made it over that way. Couple of winters back, now.’ He frowned thoughtfully, then smiled in Werla’s direction. ‘A lot can change in two years, though.’
Werla looked up, flashing him a smile, then went back to her stew pot again, humming. The miller paused, scratching at his scar, then gave the boys a curious look. ‘So, then. What brings you out this far?’
Ren lowered his eyes, and Trin shifted uncomfortably beside him. Ted laughed, weathered face creasing into a smile.
‘Come now.’ he told them. ‘Can’t hardly turn you over to your grandfather from here, can I?’
Ren swallowed. ‘We were just out for a ride…’
‘Mister Derin told us never to cross the bridge.’ Trin finished for him, scowling. ‘He said it was too far from the farm. Not safe, he said. So of course that’s exactly where Ren has to go. We’ll be in for it when we get back!’
‘You didn't have to come, Trin.’ Ren told his friend patiently. He thought of his grandfather’s old map, carved with rivers and mountains and cities in dark ink. The Swiftwater wasn’t even big enough to merit a line, and the distance they’d travelled this morning wouldn’t be more than a nails-breadth.
‘Well you didn't tell me where we were going.’ Trin replied, fidgeting nervously. His fingers twisted around a stray tear in his shirt, tugging at it. ‘And besides... Hardly going to let you go running off on your own. Too risky. It's not safe this far from the farm, for you most of all, so they says.’
‘Who’s they?’ Ren asked, scowling.
‘Hector. Your grandfather. And Ma, too! Everyone!’
‘Your Ma doesn’t know everything, Trin.’
‘Still a damn sight more than you!’
‘Easy, boys.’ Ted was smiling, and his scarred neck twisted. ‘I wager the north side of the river is much the same as this one.’
Trin lowered his eyes, and his cheeks reddened. Ren thought of the shadows moving in the trees over the bridge, the way he had fallen when Ted had found him, and started to feel very foolish indeed. His thoughts had been dark, unpredictable, these past few days, since the trip to Overwood. He never had been a good sleeper, but his nights had been more restless than usual, too, his dreams a little thicker with shadows. Shadows with faces, and a hunchback with gold eyes to give them voice. Turning every doorway to the gloom of the fortuneteller’s tent, every flame the silver light of his brazier. He frowned at himself. Just rhymes and empty words. Best not to dwell on it.
‘Food's ready!’ Werla said suddenly from the fire, and a few moments later they had steaming bowls of fragrant brown stew sitting in front of them on the table. Ted carved up some slices of soft, pale bread for them to soak, and they set to eating it all in relative quiet for a time, content with good food and the soft warmth of the fire, and it was not long before all thoughts of the bridge, and the shadows beyond it, had gone entirely from Ren's mind. He found himself staring wearily into his cup, watching idly as the clear water rocked and rolled against the rim, listening to the rumble of the river outside.
‘Won’t turn to ale just by looking at it.’ Ted told him, and he looked up to find the miller looking at him curiously, taking another mouthful of bread. Trin was still quite engaged in his food, and Werla was sipping her mug contentedly, pale hair brushed back behind her ears.
‘What?’
‘Come, now, boy. What’s got you twisted?’ Ted asked, taking sip of his drink.
Ren hesitated. ‘I was thinking about the market.’ He said after a moment, looking up. It was true enough.
‘Ah. Town ain't what it used to be.’ Ted looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, then began rubbing his thumb around the rim of his mug, staring at it. His young wife watched him with a slight frown. ‘All these unsavoury types arriving. You hear the talk, even out here. City folk, some of them, and worse. Heard… there’s talk of Brothers abroad, up in the Westmere. Out in the open, again, like.’ He pressed harder against the mug, thumb turning white. Werla reached out and pulled his hand away, folding it in her own and meeting his eye. Ted frowned, squeezing her hand, and the ugly scar on his neck gleamed. Trin had stopped eating.
‘But the Westmere’s a long way from here, and I ain’t one to be complaining. Got a good roof over my head, and a good living. A good woman, too, and might have a son of my own by next winter, Makers willing.’ He grinned at Werla, putting a hand to her belly, and she smiled, pulling it to her mouth and kissing it softly. ‘Reckon I’m a lucky man.’
Ren smiled at them both, lowering his eyes.
‘Say hello to your folks, for me, boy. Tell your old man I better see his arse over here before the snows.’
Some words of thanks, warm, earnest ones, and one or two more for goodbye, then they were homeward bound again, ponies snorting in the afternoon sun, promises of a return visit ringing in their ears. Ren was left with the distinct feeling that he had misjudged the old miller, scar and all. But it wasn’t long before his thoughts turned towards the rumours he had imparted from the Westmere, his white knuckles pressed against his mug. To Hector’s words in the shadow of the farm hill. To the ugly fortuneteller and his tent of oddities and silver fire. Words whispered in the dark. He’d not mentioned the encounter in the tent to anyone. Not even his grandfather. In truth, he’d been doing his best not to think about it at all, without much success. He frowned, hunching over his saddle.
A mask on fire.
Neither of them spoke for a long while. Trin, for his part, was busy trying to subtly feed Pol the stash of small treats he had smuggled away from the cottage, glancing over at Ren occasionally to make sure he hadn’t noticed. He had, of course, but there was little use in pointing it out.
‘Trin.’ Ren said once they had crested the hill, looking back towards the river-bound cottage in the distance. Trin started and stuck his hand quickly back into his pocket, hiding a scrap of bread.
‘What?'’
‘You heard what Ted said?’ Ren asked. ‘About Brothers?’
Trin frowned. ‘Suppose so.’
Ren was still looking back the way they had come. 'What do you make of it?'
‘Reckon he’s right.’ Trin shrugged. ‘Westmere’s a long way away.’
He hesitated, frowning.
‘But Hector’s been saying it for years. Overwood’s not what it used to be. Strange folk coming and going by night. No safe place for good folk that side of the Swiftwater. Brothers or no.’
‘Grandad says there haven’t been Black Hand this far south in years.’ Ren murmured, still looking back towards the river. ‘Not since we were born, at least.’
‘Wouldn’t pay it any mind. Plenty to worry about without them.’ Trin told him, giving him a serious look. ‘You’ve been acting up more, these past few weeks. Ever since the old man came calling.’
‘Have I?’ Ren scowled, shooting his friend a sideways glance.
‘You know what I think about him.’ Trin told him seriously. ‘Can’t be trusted, that one. And you can’t be taking so many risks. Not with your… Well, you know.’
‘Your ma tell you that, too?’
‘Don’t make it wrong.’ Trin grumbled, turning away in his saddle and trotting off south over the crest of the hill. Ren waited a moment longer, frowning to himself, then followed him reluctantly. The sound of the river was long gone behind him, but he caught one final glimpse the gleaming water before he shook the reins and disappeared finally over the brow of the hill, bound for home.

I have one column for a date helper which reads a date and turns it into YYYY_MM
I would like to come up with a sort of conditional COUNTIFS that's reading a target cell that could either say a year (2023) or a yeamonth (2023_05) and then know whether to return a count for the year or the specified month using the date helper column I mentioned.
I have a loose idea that maybe this could be done by checking the length of the input and if it's 4, go for a yearly lookup, or if it's 7, go for a monthly lookup, but any ideas on how to do this in a straightforward way?
TY!

I'm playing around with setting up a stack with transmission with prowlarr, readerr etc. but are getting a bit stuck. When Prowlarr starts, I get an "AppFolder /config is not writeable", but when i log into the container, there is no problems reading or writing to /config. I use a NAS for storing the data.
I've tried using both 1000:1000 and the ID for the NAS user owning the files for PUID and GUID. Even tried to remove PUID/GUID, but no luck.
Have anyone any experience with this? -Or maybe point me to somewhere?
docker-compose:

version: '3.3' services: transmission-openvpn: image: haugene/transmission-openvpn container_name: transmission-ovpn restart: always cap_add: - NET_ADMIN volumes: - tx-data:/data - tx-conf:/config - tx-working:/working - tx-download:/download - tx-watch:/watch - ovpn-config:/etc/openvpn/custom devices: - /dev/net/tun sysctls: - net.ipv6.conf.all.disable_ipv6=0 environment: - TZ=My-Place - OPENVPN_PROVIDER=custom - OPENVPN_CONFIG=MY-VPN - OPENVPN_USERNAME=user - OPENVPN_PASSWORD=pass - LOCAL_NETWORK=192.168.x.x/24 - TRANSMISSION_WEB_UI=flood-for-transmission - TRANSMISSION_DOWNLOAD_DIR=/download - TRANSMISSION_INCOMPLETE_DIR=/working - TRANSMISSION_INCOMPLETE_DIR_ENABLED=true - TRANSMISSION_WATCH_DIR=/watch - TRANSMISSION_WATCH_DIR_ENABLED=true - TRANSMISSION_TRASH_ORIGINAL_TORRENT_FILES=true - TRANSMISSION_ENCRYPTION=2 - TRANSMISSION_LPD_ENABLED=true - TRANSMISSION_RPC_USERNAME=user - TRANSMISSION_RPC_PASSWORD=pass - TRANSMISSION_RPC_AUTHENTICATION_REQUIRED=true logging: driver: json-file options: max-size: 10m ports: - 'xxxx:xxxx' # Transmission Web UI - 'xxxx:xxxx' # Transmission Torrent Data - 'xxxx:xxxx' # Prowlarr prowlarr: container_name: prowlarr image: lscr.io/linuxserveprowlarr:latest restart: unless-stopped network_mode: "service:transmission-openvpn" depends_on: - transmission-openvpn environment: - PUID=1000 # - PUID=(NAS user) - PGID=1000 # - PGID=(NAS group) - TZ=My-Place volumes: - prowlrr-config:/config volumes: ovpn-config: driver_opts: type: cifs o: username=USER,password=PASS,vers=3 device: //192.168.x.x/DockerData/OVPN/ tx-working: driver_opts: type: cifs o: username=USER,password=PASS,vers=3 device: //192.168.x.x/Downloading/TX-Temp/Working tx-watch: ------ tx-download: ------ tx-conf: ------ tx-data: ------ prowlrr-config: driver_opts: type: cifs o: username=USER,password=PASS,vers=3 device: //192.168.x.x/DockerData/Prowlarr 

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I’m trying to follow best practices per this article but what I am trying to do feels wrong. Creating profiles and then permissions for objects that are common across profiles then permission for objects that are unique? Then permission set groups to bundle things together. Am I misunderstanding what SF wants us to do? What used to be a simple, setup a few profiles is turning into a chore.

28 female. Have struggled with anxiety my whole life and have been medicated for it for the past 4 years. I have recently been diagnosed with ADHD so to ensure the medication I am prescribed my psych told me to come off my anxiety meds and see if the ADHD meds are enough to balance me out, it’s only been 8 weeks and I know what I am normally like when I come off my meds but this time is different, I normally become extremely emotional and depressed but this time I feel numb, I have lost all spark, I am not interested in anything, the idea of doing things that I use to love feel like they are a chore yet at the same time my mind is telling me to do them. Worst of all I feel like I am destroying my relationship. I’m just at a loss I know that I need to just wait and in time hope that the medication works but I want to be proactive and help myself now but I’m unsure how. Any advice?

I currently tly work in the BDC department and start on the sales floor next month. I'm looking for any tips! Thank you in advanced!!

So my account is level 40. I can clear most all dungeons around 10-15. I've 3 starred hard campaign but can no longer progress in nightmare (I think I made it to chapter 4 before hitting a wall). My highest leveled champs are:
Kael - 60, fully ascended, full masteries, fully booked. Elhain - 60, fully ascended, fully booked Suzerain Katonn - 60, 5/6 ascension, partial masteries Pythion - 60, 3/6 ascension, fully booked, partial masteries Ronda - 58, 3/6 ascension, full masteries Athel - 50, 5/5 ascension, 13/15 books, partial masteries Artak - 50, 3/5 ascension Vergumkaar - 50, 2/5 ascension, partial masteries
Kael is my biggest damage dealer at the moment (2592 atk with artifacts/lifesteal set, 100%+ C. Rate, 97% C. Damage)
For champs, I have several epics but not sure if they're worth using. I pulled Uugo during the event but with Pythion and Vergumkaar I'm not sure I have much need for another support champ at the moment (though I'll probably keep him for FW). Also have:
Grizzled Jarl, Bloodfeather, Runekeeper Dazdurk, Mistrider Daithi, Infernal Baroness, Thenasil, Tagoar, Pharsalas Gravedirt, Royal Guard, Hoskarul, Phranox, Lodric Falconheart, and Jizoh.
I have the champs to fuse Relickeeper, but looking at his moveset he doesn't really seem worth it.
Any suggestions, advice?

i used to watch alex years ago i thought she was funny but her rants became so annoying and too negative in a unpleasant way (before her rants were funny because they were unhinged in a more lighthearted way) and i think her audience grew and she started playing up the negative aspects of her personality for views until it wasn’t intentional anymore.
i joined this sub and i didn’t know if it was snark i just wanted to watch clips or whatever but im surprised to find how many people really strongly dislike her. i need to be filled in about what i’ve missed. i gathered some stuff like that she was active in conservative fb groups and met her man that way lol but that’s mostly just embarrassing imo. what else has she done that’s gotten people so upset?

I lost the card (so I don't know the number), and Citi can't find my account via my social or telephone number.
The last email I have from Alltran is back in 2021, and one of the numbers tells me to call Citi, the other is for a different company. There is a number for a local representative in my state that I haven't called yet.
Debt is for around 1k. I can pay this off with a lump sum.
Is it worth disputing? If so, would I use the dispute method mentioned in the side panel, or another method?

Read the story so far on Royal Road - Series Page - Read 10 weeks ahead on Patreon
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Chapter Thirteen - Bridge Over Swift Water (Part II)
The cottage beside the mill was not large, and its low ceilings were packed with all manner of cupboards, shelves, chairs and tables, pressed in against the walls in a maze of well-worn clutter. The result was a rather overcrowded space, and Ren was forced to take more care than usual so as not to bump into anything when they entered, but the hearth was broad, and the smell of cooking filled the air, so it did not take long to settle into a comfortable lull of pleasant talk around the ta-ble whilst they waited for their lunch. Ted's wife, a young, slender woman with dark, smiling eyes and shoulder-length fair hair, hurried about the fire busily, stirring and seasoning her pots with a methodical efficiency. A mug arrived for each of them (water for the boys, some-thing stronger for Ted), and they talked for a time of small things, of the weather and the harvest, hoping for a mild winter, idle talk for idle minds. Even Trin seemed to have relaxed in the lazy firelight, though he was more quiet than usual. Ren thought of how scared he had been of the miller as a boy, remembering the fearsome man with his scarred neck and deep voice that had raked their dinner table at the farm with his dark eyes. It was a memory that fit the man beside him about as well as a child’s boot might fit its fathers. He started to feel a little guilty for avoiding him, whenever he visited the farm.
‘Heard you were heading to Overwood, last week.’
Ren blinked, looking up from the fire to find Ted watching him over his mug. He swallowed.
‘Took a cart to the market with grandfather.’
‘How is the old goat?’
Ren hesitated. ‘He’s… he’s well.’
Ted took a swig of his ale, not a little wistfully. ‘Used to live up there, you know. Overwood, I mean. After the soldiering, when the Black Breath took my Da. Coughed up his own lungs, ‘fore it got ‘im. Always was a scrapper. Not easy, losing someone like that.’
Ren swallowed, looking away, and the miller’s eyes softened.
‘Your Ma, too, boy, I know. Damn shame.’ he said apologetically, and Ren decided not to correct him. ‘Long time before I came out here, anyways.’
‘You fought in the war?’ Trin asked tentatively.
‘I fought in the rebellion, boy.’ Ted corrected him. ‘Was only one King, back then.’
Trin swallowed, looking at the floor.
‘But that was a long time ago now. Afore you were born, I reckon. Not a lot of work for soldiers in peacetime. Must have dug half the privies in Overwood before I earned the coin to up sticks.'
‘Earned?’ Werla snorted from beside the fire, cheeks dimpling. ‘Swindled, more like.’
Ren looked over at her. He had always thought her a little young for the old miller. He was well past forty, and with his weathered brow and ugly scar he was hardly an obvious match for a pretty young girl not long from twenty when they had wed a couple of summers back. He wondered, not for the first time, how they had fallen in together to begin with.
‘Now, don't be giving our guests the wrong idea.’ Ted told her, grin-ning, and the scar on his neck knotted. He turned back to the boys, holding up his hands earnestly. ‘An honest game of chance, I swear it. Northerner, he was, didn't know dice from a pebble.’
Ren and Trin both nodded sagely at his explanation, neither of them knowing one jot about dice, or gambling, or Northerners, for that mat-ter. Werla swept to their rescue, appearing at the miller's shoulder and planting a kiss on his cheek.
‘Swindled.’ she said pointedly.
Ted smiled in spite of himself, shooing her away. She chuckled and turned back to the stew, humming softly to herself.
‘I hear there’s a lot of new folk in town.’ Ted said, turning back to the boys. ‘From up in the Stonelands.’
‘Enough to notice.’ Ren replied, thinking of the unpleasantness on the road. He frowned. ‘Unfriendly types.’
‘Been a while since I made it over that way. Couple of winters back, now.’ He frowned thoughtfully, then smiled in Werla’s direction. ‘A lot can change in two years, though.’
Werla looked up, flashing him a smile, then went back to her stew pot again, humming. The miller paused, scratching at his scar, then gave the boys a curious look. ‘So, then. What brings you out this far?’
Ren lowered his eyes, and Trin shifted uncomfortably beside him. Ted laughed, weathered face creasing into a smile.
‘Come now.’ he told them. ‘Can’t hardly turn you over to your grandfather from here, can I?’
Ren swallowed. ‘We were just out for a ride…’
‘Mister Derin told us never to cross the bridge.’ Trin finished for him, scowling. ‘He said it was too far from the farm. Not safe, he said. So of course that’s exactly where Ren has to go. We’ll be in for it when we get back!’
‘You didn't have to come, Trin.’ Ren told his friend patiently. He thought of his grandfather’s old map, carved with rivers and mountains and cities in dark ink. The Swiftwater wasn’t even big enough to merit a line, and the distance they’d travelled this morning wouldn’t be more than a nails-breadth.
‘Well you didn't tell me where we were going.’ Trin replied, fidget-ing nervously. His fingers twisted around a stray tear in his shirt, tug-ging at it. ‘And besides... Hardly going to let you go running off on your own. Too risky. It's not safe this far from the farm, for you most of all, so they says.’
‘Who’s they?’ Ren asked, scowling.
‘Hector. Your grandfather. And Ma, too! Everyone!’
‘Your Ma doesn’t know everything, Trin.’
‘Still a damn sight more than you!’
‘Easy, boys.’ Ted was smiling, and his scarred neck twisted. ‘I wa-ger the north side of the river is much the same as this one.’
Trin lowered his eyes, and his cheeks reddened. Ren thought of the shadows moving in the trees over the bridge, the way he had fallen when Ted had found him, and started to feel very foolish indeed. His thoughts had been dark, unpredictable, these past few days, since the trip to Overwood. He never had been a good sleeper, but his nights had been more restless than usual, too, his dreams a little thicker with shad-ows. Shadows with faces, and a hunchback with gold eyes to give them voice. Turning every doorway to the gloom of the fortuneteller’s tent, every flame the silver light of his brazier. He frowned at himself. Just rhymes and empty words. Best not to dwell on it.
‘Food's ready!’ Werla said suddenly from the fire, and a few mo-ments later they had steaming bowls of fragrant brown stew sitting in front of them on the table. Ted carved up some slices of soft, pale bread for them to soak, and they set to eating it all in relative quiet for a time, content with good food and the soft warmth of the fire, and it was not long before all thoughts of the bridge, and the shadows beyond it, had gone entirely from Ren's mind. He found himself staring wearily into his cup, watching idly as the clear water rocked and rolled against the rim, listening to the rumble of the river outside.
‘Won’t turn to ale just by looking at it.’ Ted told him, and he looked up to find the miller looking at him curiously, taking another mouthful of bread. Trin was still quite engaged in his food, and Werla was sip-ping her mug contentedly, pale hair brushed back behind her ears.
‘What?’
‘Come, now, boy. What’s got you twisted?’ Ted asked, taking sip of his drink.
Ren hesitated. ‘I was thinking about the market.’ He said after a moment, looking up. It was true enough.
‘Ah. Town ain't what it used to be.’ Ted looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, then began rubbing his thumb around the rim of his mug, staring at it. His young wife watched him with a slight frown. ‘All these unsavoury types arriving. You hear the talk, even out here. City folk, some of them, and worse. Heard… there’s talk of Brothers abroad, up in the Westmere. Out in the open, again, like.’ He pressed harder against the mug, thumb turning white. Werla reached out and pulled his hand away, folding it in her own and meeting his eye. Ted frowned, squeezing her hand, and the ugly scar on his neck gleamed. Trin had stopped eating.
‘But the Westmere’s a long way from here, and I ain’t one to be complaining. Got a good roof over my head, and a good living. A good woman, too, and might have a son of my own by next winter, Makers willing.’ He grinned at Werla, putting a hand to her belly, and she smiled, pulling it to her mouth and kissing it softly. ‘Reckon I’m a lucky man.’
Ren smiled at them both, lowering his eyes.
‘Say hello to your folks, for me, boy. Tell your old man I better see his arse over here before the snows.’
Some words of thanks, warm, earnest ones, and one or two more for goodbye, then they were homeward bound again, ponies snorting in the afternoon sun, promises of a return visit ringing in their ears. Ren was left with the distinct feeling that he had misjudged the old miller, scar and all. But it wasn’t long before his thoughts turned towards the ru-mours he had imparted from the Westmere, his white knuckles pressed against his mug. To Hector’s words in the shadow of the farm hill. To the ugly fortuneteller and his tent of oddities and silver fire. Words whispered in the dark. He’d not mentioned the encounter in the tent to anyone. Not even his grandfather. In truth, he’d been doing his best not to think about it at all, without much success. He frowned, hunching over his saddle.
A mask on fire.
Neither of them spoke for a long while. Trin, for his part, was busy trying to subtly feed Pol the stash of small treats he had smuggled away from the cottage, glancing over at Ren occasionally to make sure he hadn’t noticed. He had, of course, but there was little use in pointing it out.
‘Trin.’ Ren said once they had crested the hill, looking back towards the river-bound cottage in the distance. Trin started and stuck his hand quickly back into his pocket, hiding a scrap of bread.
‘What?'’
‘You heard what Ted said?’ Ren asked. ‘About Brothers?’
Trin frowned. ‘Suppose so.’
Ren was still looking back the way they had come. 'What do you make of it?'
‘Reckon he’s right.’ Trin shrugged. ‘Westmere’s a long way away.’
He hesitated, frowning.
‘But Hector’s been saying it for years. Overwood’s not what it used to be. Strange folk coming and going by night. No safe place for good folk that side of the Swiftwater. Brothers or no.’
‘Grandad says there haven’t been Black Hand this far south in years.’ Ren murmured, still looking back towards the river. ‘Not since we were born, at least.’
‘Wouldn’t pay it any mind. Plenty to worry about without them.’ Trin told him, giving him a serious look. ‘You’ve been acting up more, these past few weeks. Ever since the old man came calling.’
‘Have I?’ Ren scowled, shooting his friend a sideways glance.
‘You know what I think about him.’ Trin told him seriously. ‘Can’t be trusted, that one. And you can’t be taking so many risks. Not with your… Well, you know.’
‘Your ma tell you that, too?’
‘Don’t make it wrong.’ Trin grumbled, turning away in his saddle and trotting off south over the crest of the hill. Ren waited a moment longer, frowning to himself, then followed him reluctantly. The sound of the river was long gone behind him, but he caught one final glimpse the gleaming water before he shook the reins and disappeared finally over the brow of the hill, bound for home.

So, I work for a phone company, they told me a month ago id be getting promoted, and then proceeded to promote the other representative at my store. I try to make sense of it, technically he’s been at this specific company (Authorized Retail) for longer than me, but I’ve been with insert phone company here for almost 2 years cause i came from corporate side. I’m feeling really unappreciated. Then, after the other rep was promoted, they had NO game plan for our store, so now my manager and I are running a store 7 days a week/ 10am-8pm. I feel used. The reason I haven’t left is because i get 50% off my phone services, and i got divorced so i have insurance through this job. Then, that’s not all folks, currently I have a UTI from HELL. And an upper respiratory infection, im on 2 different types of antibiotics. they told me there’s zero coverage, so now i am at work with a temp of 100.3 and threw up on the highway on my way to work. Someone please tell me I deserve better than this, is this normal? Is this just retail and I should suck it up?

I’m already using 401k from both J, and using ESPP from J1. J2 opened enrollment for ESPP also, is it safe to enroll ?

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I know the types of cars I'd be willing to buy, I know what features I'm looking for, what I'm willing to pay, and what I can reasonably expect to get for my price and I'm not expecting to finance. I'm hoping for a no nonsense sale and the most important thing to me is picking a good car that'll last a while.
Other than researching car ratings (jd power etc), knowing what car on the lot I'm looking for, and looking into the cars maintenance record and Carfax before I come in, i want to make sure that I am also getting an accurate read of the value of the car in person.
So my questions are: What can I do as a customer to get quality assurance for a vehicle?
or how do I go about convincing the dealership that my goals are their goals too (and not the other way around)?
How can I be a valuable buyer without being arsed around?
I don't want to waste anyone's time, thanks.

1. Researchers from Snap present SnapFusion, a new approach that, for the first time, unlocks running text-to-image diffusion models on mobile devices in less than 2 seconds .
2. StabilityAI adds a new feature Uncrop to their generative AI tool, Clipdrop. It creates AI-generated backgrounds to automatically expand any image using Stable Diffusion XL as a foundation model. It’s free to try in the Clipdrop web app, with no need to log in.
3. Google has updated Bard with a new technique, implicit code execution. This lets Bard run code in the background when it sees math-related prompts, making word problems and math calculations about 30% more accurate. Bard can now also directly export any table it creates to Google Sheets.
4. Microsoft develops Orca - a 13-billion parameter model outperforming smaller open-source models and at times equaling or outperforming ChatGPT, though it lags behind GPT-4.
5. Google presents and open-sources Visual Captions, a system that uses spoken words to add real-time images to video chats.
6. AlphaDev, Google DeepMind’s AI, discovers small sorting algorithms from scratch that outperformed human benchmarks. These algorithms have been added to the LLVM standard C++ sort library. This is the first time an algorithm designed by AI has been added to this library. AlphaDev also discovered a new hashing algorithm, now released in the open-source.
7. Adobe opens its Firefly generative AI model to enterprise customers, allowing them to customize the model with their own branded assets.
8. HuggingChat, the open-source alternative to ChatGPT by HuggingFace added a web search feature.
9. Tafi, the owner of Daz 3D announces the launch of a text-to-3D character engine, that will allow users to create high-quality custom 3D characters using simple text prompts. Tafi is using a massive 3D dataset derived from its proprietary Genesis character platform.
10. Runway’s much-awaited Gen-2 for text-to-video is available now with free triaL.
11. Europe wants platforms to label AI-generated content to fight disinformation..
12. Google presents SQuId, a 600M parameter regression model that uses the SQuId dataset and cross-locale learning to evaluate speech synthesis quality in multiple languages and describe how natural it sounds.
13. Together released the v1 versions of the RedPajama-INCITE family of models, allowing commercial use. RedPajama-INCITE-7B-Instruct is the highest scoring open model on HELM benchmarks, outperforming Falcon-7B. RedPajama, is a project to create leading open-source models, and it reproduced LLaMA training dataset of over 1.2 trillion tokens in April.
14. Wordpress launches Jetpack AI Assistant for generating blog posts, detailed pages, structured lists and comprehensive tables from within the Wordpress editor.
15. Google Research presents StyleDrop: a method for generation of images from text prompts in any style described by a single reference image. StyleDrop is powered by Muse, a text-to-image generative vision transformer.

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The scientist has written over 80 papers, I have found all but 10. I'm emailing them but I'd it weird to ask for all 10 at once? They probably have pdfs on hand to just send right? Or might they have to find each one, thus using a lot of time?

I condensed and validated instructions for setting up an OSDCloud USB Key or ISO to deploy any Windows version to a physical device or VM joined to Intune with an autopilot profile in your tenant without using group tags or manual hashing (I suggest using dynamic device groups based upon group tag -or- name prefix in the device profile since this process does not create a group tag)
I hope you all find this helpful. This avoids having to manually hash a device and its nice for wiping and fresh installing many pieces of hardware or VMs with different autopilot profiles.
Build a USB Key and Install Windows + Custom Drivers
Works with Dell, HP, Lenovo, MS Surface
(64/128GB USB Drive Recommended)
Install OSDCloud

1. Make sure your using a Windows 11 22h2 Computer to build the USB key
2. Run powershell as admin
3. Run commands:

Set-ExecutionPolicy RemoteSigned -Force
Install-Module OSD -Force
Install-Module AzureAD –Force
Install-Module WindowsAutopilotIntune -Force
Install-Module Microsoft.Graph.Intune -Force

1. Install the Windows 11 ADK components below and install with default options

a. https://go.microsoft.com/fwlink/?linkid=2196127
i. Only install “deployment tools” checkbox

1. Install the Windows PE Add-on for the Windows ADK

a. https://go.microsoft.com/fwlink/?linkid=2196224
i. Use all default options

1. Install the Microsoft Deployment Tolkit(MDT) x64

a. https://www.microsoft.com/en-us/download/confirmation.aspx?id=54259
i. Install the x64 version
ii. Use all default options

1. Run powershell as admin
   
2. Run command:
   

New-OSDCloudTemplate
Download AutoPilot Profile JSONs and Copy to Folder

1. Run powershell as admin
2. Run commands:

Connect-MSGraph
$AutopilotProfiles = Get-AutopilotProfile
Foreach ($AutopilotProfile in $AutopilotProfiles) {
$TempPath = "C:\ProgramData\OSDCloud\Config\AutopilotJSON\"
if (!(Test-Path $TempPath)) {
New-Item -Path $TempPath -ItemType Directory -Force
}
$name = $AutopilotProfile.displayName
$ExportPath = $TempPath + $name + "_AutopilotConfigurationFile.json"
$AutopilotProfile ConvertTo-AutopilotConfigurationJSON Out-File $ExportPath -Encoding ASCII
}
$AutopilotProfiles = Get-AutopilotProfile
Foreach ($AutopilotProfile in $AutopilotProfiles) {
$TempPath = "C:\ProgramData\OSDCloud\Media\OSDCloud\Automate\"
if (!(Test-Path $TempPath)) {
New-Item -Path $TempPath -ItemType Directory -Force
}
$name = $AutopilotProfile.displayName
$ExportPath = $TempPath + $name + "_AutopilotConfigurationFile.json"
$AutopilotProfile ConvertTo-AutopilotConfigurationJSON Out-File $ExportPath -Encoding ASCII
}
Create OSDCloud Workspace

1. Run commands:

New-OSDCloudWorkspace
Edit-OSDCloudWinPE -StartOSDCloudGUI
Create OSDCloud USB (for physical device deployment from cloud)

1. Run command:

New-OSDCloudUSB

1. Select USB Drive
   
2. Run command
   

Add Drivers and OS Distros for Offline Deployment
Update-OSDCloudUSB –DriverPack *

1. Select required driver packs for Dell, HP, Lenovo, Microsoft device models needed.
   
2. Run command:
   

Update-OSDCloudUSB -OSName 'Windows 11 22H2' -OSLanguage en-us -OSActivation Volume
Select your OS from Business Edition: (Windows 11 22H2 x64) (Pro) (en-us) (volume)
OR (Use “Update-OSDCloudUSB -OS” to add whatever other OS version you want)
Create OSDCloud ISO (for VM deployment)

1. ISO can be used from workspace located here to create VM

a. Run command:
New-OSDCloudISO
b. Obtain from: C:\OSDCloud\OSDCloud_NoPrompt.iso
Install Windows from USB to Physical Device

1. Boot from USB with ethernet connection or without if using previously downloaded windows/drivers
2. OSDCloudGUI will start automatically
3. Select autopilot JSON from dropdown menu
4. Select Driver Pack based upon hardware model
5. Select OS (Windows 11 22H2 x64) (Pro) (en-us) (volume) is our standard
6. From Microsoft Update Catalog Menu select “Update System Firmware”
7. Press OK
8. Windows and drivers will install from internet or from offline USB if no internet available and they have been preloaded during USB creation
9. Restart Laptop when complete and make sure internet is connected upon boot and logon with user account that will be using the laptop at welcome to companyname screen
10. Automatic device provisioning will finish and log in as user. Wait at least a couple hours for all configurations and applications not apply and bitlocker to turn on and encrypt the drive
11. Validate the device is compliant on Intune dashboard:

a. Windows - Microsoft Intune admin center
Reference Documents:
About - OSDCloud.com
OSDCloud #1 – Basics – Ákos Bakos (akosbakos.ch)
About - OSDCloud.com
Configuration Files - OSDCloud.com
Create bootable USB w. Windows 11 incl. Autopilot JSON file – SIMSEN blog
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Hello, I am a 22 years old female. I have four siblings, 1 brother who is 1 year older than me and he has cerebral palsy(he is the blessing in our lives) and 3 elder sisters of which 2 middle ones are twins and the eldest one is married. So we sisters are in the field of medicine and all my elder sisters are graduated but I am the only one not graduated yet and we all are preparing for exams to pursue medicine in foreign countries and none of us is working at the moment. We all sisters live together in a house far away from our parents because of education and my parents can’t move with us because my father built his business in that small city 20 years ago so that he can support us for our future as we all are planning to move out of our country due to bad situation of our country in general and it’s overall very expensive as we are 4 and foreign medical exams are super expensive hence moving will totally ruin our financial status. So the problem here with us that we sisters fight a lot. Specially my middle twin sisters. Both of them are 26. My eldest sister is married but she is currently living with us because her husband is in another country so she is staying with us till she gets done with her exams and stuff. I basically study in a medical school which is in another city than my sisters or parents live in but I have summer vacations going on that is why I chose to live with my sisters for my vacations. The problem with us is that we are happy in general with our studies and stuff but there happen to be a lot of fights between my sisters. Like I Just moved a few weeks back with them but the fights has been going on since we were kids. There are times that we are happy together but when the fights that happen are so big that they come to physical abuse. Mostly the fight includes one of my middle sisters. Let’s say she’s twin A. Now since we are growing up she has always been jealous of people like people who she used to study with because they get higher grades and she always all the time says that people compare her with her twin sister Twin B. Twin A is average looking and average in grades and she generally fights with people and has no friends at all. While Twin B is pretty, slim, well mannered and have really good friends. Now all of my siblings I have been always told that I am the smartest one and I have good confidence and I have even travelled outside of the country few times alone hence I have good contacts and I am generally friendly with everyone but I am average looking. Now the comparison Twin A talks about is mostly with Twin B. It is with me as well but with Twin B is even with small things. Now for example if we have few people coming to our house and me and Twin B are usually talkative so if any person talks to me or talks to Twin B then Twin A throws tantrums that people always do that they talk to you and not to me they always do comparison. Twin A always says to Twin B that people talk to you because you are pretty. Now in general we belong to a good, decent family and we try to make things up. We always(specially me because she listens to me) to calm down the situation whenever we or they fight but the situation goes so much out of hand that Twin A starts verbal and physical abuse. Twin A beats Twin B. Twin B comes back with replies too but she never tries to defend herself. Twin A out of aggression would through phones or laptops or anything around her. I always say to Twin A that you are better in a lot of things in which Twin B and I are not and much more things like not everyone will talk to us but one time she would agree to me and then the other time she would start fighting again. Now let me go to little back story of Twin A. Twin A was good student in general when she was young. As twins they have always been with each other and even after all these years they are together because they are in the same profession and now preparing for the exams of the same country. Now Twin B was average in school back then but Twin A was very good but when the time of MCAT came, Twin B got selected and Twin A did not. Then Twin B got into a medical school in which she got selected because of good scores while Twin A did not get selected into the merit one due to very low scores in MCAT but there is system of self selection in my country where you would have to pay 4x extra money to get into a med school. As Twin A did not get selected she asked my father to get her into self selection one and then my father agreed she went into a 5 year medical school but the school was different from the one Twin B was into. Now when Twin A got into med school she faced a lot. She got diagnosed with religious OCD and we all sisters helped her through that we used to go with her to the doctor help her with stuff but the terms between Twin A and Twin B did not get any better. When Twin B got into med school on her own and she got separated from Twin A she saw a different perspective of life. She always said that she is glad she got out of Twin B’s negativity, comparison, jealousy and abusive environment. Twin A when she was in med school used to get into a lot of fights with people, she used to trust other people and give them money and she had a lot of issues with her roommates and people in the University as well. After 5 years both of them came out of their med school and started to live together because both are going for the same future path and they were living in the same city and it is generally not really safe for girls to live alone in my country and being from small city and being girls my parents are generally very much concerned about us. Now it has been 1.5 years since they have moved together there has been never a single day on which they had not fought. Twin B took her one foreign medical exam and passed although she started late then Twin A but she has to take 3 more however twin A has not taken any exam yet because she has not been prepared and she has very low confidence. But as I have 2 months off from my med school I have decided that I will be taking the exam as well so that I could get done it soon. Now Twin A and I have our exams in 1 month and Twin A is still not getting off of these fights and comparison and I am sick of it. My parents are not helping a lot because if they do anything Twin A then blocks them or goes out of the house without telling anyone or stuff like that. However we other three sisters are in good terms but Twin A always starts tantrums about comparisons when we never do comparison. If there is anything that I have then the same exact thing my other sister has. If I have been allowed to study for foreign exams then my other sisters are also given the same. But all this negativity and comparison is just killing my peace I mean I am already like dead and I have my exam in 1 month. We can not tell anything to my father because Twin A never listens to him and my father is already very stressed because we lost our grandfather a few months back. I don’t know where I should seek for help but it has been really hard for all of us. I just want to get done with my exams and move into another country and start earning but it will probably take me another 1.5 years. I don’t know what to do.

Hello everyone,
I am seeking participants for my research project, if you have approx 10 minutes to spare, it would help me so much!
As part of my Master’s degree, I am conducting a study on ‘The link between impulsivity and drug use’. Through this research, we are investigating the link between impulsivity and recreational drug use. It will also be explored the categories of drugs that are most associated with high impulsivity, by assessing the using frequency and the liking of drugs. This study is completely ANONYMOUS.
This is the link to access the study: tstbl.co/629-251
⚠️⚠️You MUST complete it on a COMPUTETABLET with a KEYBOARD (not possible on a phone).
All the information is provided at the beginning of the study. Please respond as accurately as possible during the questionnaires.
Thank you for your participation! I wish you the best regarding recovery / abstinence if you are concerned.
Millie.