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2023.06.09 15:36 auslex ISO ride: BNA > Roo on Friday
My husband and I are landing at BNA at 11am on Friday and need a ride to the Farm. We would also need to stop to get some snacks/sunscreen. Anyone have room in their rental? We would be happy to pay for gas/snacks. This is our first Roo and we are so excited!
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2023.06.09 15:35 LonesomeHeart89 I think I was raped as a child
I think my uncle raped me when I was a child. I would have been around 7. For the past couple of years I've had a nagging feeling something happened to me. I didn't have an idea of who or how until this past week. Problem is, I don't remember the act itself. I just have memories surrounding it. Some of them I've had since that first visit to my aunt and uncles house. Some of them have come up more recently and some of them I remember having but haven't thought about in years, but now I can look at it from an adult lens.
I'm really struggling with this, because my body remembers, but my brain cannot. I want to talk to my brother who was also there, what he remembered. If there was anything he thought was strange, or if he heard anything. He's five years older than me, he would remember things better. But I can't bring myself to do it because I don't want to ruin his childhood, too. Because over the past few years, him and I have fondly reminisced about our summers at our aunt and uncles house. Because it was only a week ago, I took a spontaneous trip to the beach where my aunt and uncle used to live, and found where their house used to stand. I had called my brother out of excitement that I found where the house used to be, that I was walking in places where our uncle used to take us. I had enjoyed the nostalgia. I'm scared he won't believe me, but I think I subconsciously knew something and revisiting that place loosened some things.
I don't feel like I can bring it up to my mom. My uncle is her her last surviving sibling, even though they did have a falling out over something completely unrelated. Even though I think she suspected something after that first trip, I can't bring myself to do it.
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I'm really struggling with this, because my body remembers, but my brain cannot. I want to talk to my brother who was also there, what he remembered. If there was anything he thought was strange, or if he heard anything. He's five years older than me, he would remember things better. But I can't bring myself to do it because I don't want to ruin his childhood, too. Because over the past few years, him and I have fondly reminisced about our summers at our aunt and uncles house. Because it was only a week ago, I took a spontaneous trip to the beach where my aunt and uncle used to live, and found where their house used to stand. I had called my brother out of excitement that I found where the house used to be, that I was walking in places where our uncle used to take us. I had enjoyed the nostalgia. I'm scared he won't believe me, but I think I subconsciously knew something and revisiting that place loosened some things.
I don't feel like I can bring it up to my mom. My uncle is her her last surviving sibling, even though they did have a falling out over something completely unrelated. Even though I think she suspected something after that first trip, I can't bring myself to do it.
2023.06.09 15:35 haberdashcollect State of VTuber World - Supplementary Thoughts for Early June 2023
Intro
This... was the first time I hit the character limit on a post. Was it always 10,000 characters? I thought it was more like 25,000... Huh, I guess API break coming in many different ways.Anyways, I had some thought I wanted to append, but I can't, so I'll do so here.
I mean, if this keeps up, I might need to check this into a weekly post. I don't know if I have enough gas to make this weekly, though. We'll see. Maybe during Koshien, I can test a weekly post.
Debut Thoughts Pt. 2
- IdolEN Endless - It was an endless wait, indeed. But considering Aviel's words, having the pre-debut period go from 2 weeks to 5 days was a good move. I think pre-debut should get shorter as your agency matures (HoloX debut was a masterpiece) and idol has matured plenty (not the talents, they did not mature at all). Speaking of maturity, seeing the debut PV reminded me of U149 and I couldn't quite get over my western squick at 'gaggles of young girls in entertainment' thing. ESekai had Rin and Juna, so it had an all-ages appeal, but all of Endless looks like ten. And considering ESekai, they might probably act like ten as well. I mean they seem like fine talents otherwise.
2023.06.09 15:29 AndyWinchy My Uncle listening to Itch/maddix
This is probably the weirdest thing that’s happened to me in a while I just gotta share this. so my uncle who’s in his late 50s, a white man who grew up in rural Scotland who doesn’t even like commercial rap has Itch from 67 in his Spotify playlist. He’s a distant uncle on my mums side and I rarely see him but he was picking me up to go to a family event and had his Spotify on shuffle and I was genuinely in shock when I heard ‘bruk it’ by Itch play through his car speakers. I asked him why and how the actual fuck he even found this never mind listens to it. This is where the story just gets insane. Turns out he heard about the death of itch since it was pretty much national news at the time, in the news he was talked about as a drill rapper and through a Google search of “itch madix” he found his music. Turns out he actually enjoyed it and thought it was catchy and enjoyed the beat. This is the only drill rapper this man even knows exists, I don’t even think he knows it’s drill 😭so yeah, there’s a white 58 year old man from Scotland out there who’s favourite drill rapper is Itch from 67.
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2023.06.09 15:27 LazyPension9123 Unknown medal
 | Hello All! We are clearing things from my uncle and aunt's home. My uncle passed away last month, and we have found a medal we cannot identify. Unfortunately, my aunt has dementia and cannot ID the medal for us. submitted by LazyPension9123 to Medals [link] [comments] Does anyone know what this medal is? Any help would be appreciated! |
2023.06.09 15:24 tgellis_ealisia In the haunted town of Ravensilver, a curse looms...
... over the wealthy gnome family led by the Lady Isabella Silveria.
When her firstborn daughter, Sarena, goes missing, rumors of the curse spread. The players are hired to investigate the Whispering Grove, where they uncover the secrets of the abandoned Ravenwood Manor, once the home of the Silveria family.
As they delve into the family's dark history, they discover a generations-old pact with a vile hag that drives Silveria’s economy.
Clues and red herrings guide the players through diary entries, faded paintings, and hidden chambers.
Everybody is suspect. Broke Bertrand,Miss Margaret, Grey Gregor and even Butler Roderick.
Will the heroes side with Lady Isabella and condemn Sarena to a life of servitude, or assist Sarena in breaking the curse that rests upon Ravensilver, risking the loss of not only the family's wealth, but the driving engine of Ravensilver’s thriving economy.
Okay, that's the pitch. If you're interested in running a mystery adventure in one of your upcoming games, maybe the points below will inspire you!
Enjoy and let me know how you expand or enrich the premise to have fun with your table!
The Curse of Ravensilver Manor
The Premise Sarena Silveria, the firstborn daughter and heir of Ravenwood Enterprisesf has gone missing in the Whispering Grove. She is the daughter of Lady Isabella Silveria, the wealthiest gnomish businesswoman in town and the locals have searched but dare not go near the corrupted wood. Sarena is eleven years old. The townsfolk quickly whisper of the curse that haunts Lady Isabella’s family.
Your players are retained to investigate the Whispering Grove and will discover the haunted Ravensilver Manor. They will learn that this curse is tied to a generations-old pact with a vile hag, upon which the gnome’s wealth is based; as long as the family wishes to remain wealthy, they must send their first-born into a lifetime of decrepit servitude before they reach the age of twelve.
Clues and Red Herrings 1. Sarena’s diary. A cryptic snippet describes this detail of the pact: “...every firstborn shall be given over to serve…” and "...the tears of elves can break the spell." It alludes to a hidden room.
Red Herring 2: A suspicious forest hermit called Qualem with a shady past - he deals in shoric (drug) - who may appear guilty but is ultimately unrelated to the curse, but uses the Ravenwood Manor as a place to stash his wares.
Suspects or People of Interest 1. Lady Isabella, the matriarch of the family, who holds valuable information about the pact but hides a dark secret. 2. Broke Bertrand, Lady Isabella's estranged brother, who seeks to break the curse for personal redemption. 3. Miss Margaret, a distant relative with a deep interest in the family's secrets, who wishes to take over the family business from Isabella. 4. Grey Gregor, the outcast uncle of this wealthy family who lives a normal life, not benefitting from the family’s wealth, and has researched ways to break the curse. He dotes on Sarena, and is distraught she is missing. 5. Roderick, the enigmatic family butler with a connection to the original pact, who guards his loyalty and motivations closely. 6. Qualem the forest hermit and shoric dealer. (Red Herring) 7. Awz, the cheeky fairy who delights in pretending to be a ghost to frighten people who explore the Ravenwood.
Description of Ravensilver Manor (Primary Location)
Ravenwood Manor stands as an imposing structure, its once-grand facade now marred by time and neglect. The tall, arched windows reflect the moonlight, casting eerie shadows on the overgrown gardens. The interior holds darkened corridors, creaking floorboards, and faded tapestries depicting the family's storied past. The air is heavy with a sense of melancholy, and ghostly whispers seem to echo through the hallways.
Description of a Secondary Location Nearby Ravensilver
The Whispering Grove, a dense forest surrounding Ravensilver Manor, is a place of ethereal beauty. Ancient trees with gnarled branches intertwine, creating a canopy that filters the sunlight. Soft whispers seem to ride on the wind, carrying the secrets of the manor. Moss-covered stones, hidden clearings, and babbling brooks add to the mystique of the grove. It is rumored that the grove holds ancient artifacts and hidden rituals that might aid in breaking the curse.
The resolution of this mystery The party will discover clues and realise that Isabella’s wealth is tied to the curse. They will also learn that the reason Isabella want Sarena back, is because she is poised to be sent to the hag for service, or else the hag will punish the family and they will lose everything. They will find that Sarena in the Whispering Grove in search of an ancient elven artefact, that she believes could break the curse. There are several potential endings for you to consider once the party has all the clues and has found Sarena, which can be summarized as: they either side with Isabella and condemn Sarena to a life fo service to the hag, or they side with Sarena and help her break the curse, destroying the source of the family’s wealth.
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When her firstborn daughter, Sarena, goes missing, rumors of the curse spread. The players are hired to investigate the Whispering Grove, where they uncover the secrets of the abandoned Ravenwood Manor, once the home of the Silveria family.
As they delve into the family's dark history, they discover a generations-old pact with a vile hag that drives Silveria’s economy.
Clues and red herrings guide the players through diary entries, faded paintings, and hidden chambers.
Everybody is suspect. Broke Bertrand,Miss Margaret, Grey Gregor and even Butler Roderick.
Will the heroes side with Lady Isabella and condemn Sarena to a life of servitude, or assist Sarena in breaking the curse that rests upon Ravensilver, risking the loss of not only the family's wealth, but the driving engine of Ravensilver’s thriving economy.
Enjoy and let me know how you expand or enrich the premise to have fun with your table!
The Premise Sarena Silveria, the firstborn daughter and heir of Ravenwood Enterprisesf has gone missing in the Whispering Grove. She is the daughter of Lady Isabella Silveria, the wealthiest gnomish businesswoman in town and the locals have searched but dare not go near the corrupted wood. Sarena is eleven years old. The townsfolk quickly whisper of the curse that haunts Lady Isabella’s family.
Your players are retained to investigate the Whispering Grove and will discover the haunted Ravensilver Manor. They will learn that this curse is tied to a generations-old pact with a vile hag, upon which the gnome’s wealth is based; as long as the family wishes to remain wealthy, they must send their first-born into a lifetime of decrepit servitude before they reach the age of twelve.
Clues and Red Herrings 1. Sarena’s diary. A cryptic snippet describes this detail of the pact: “...every firstborn shall be given over to serve…” and "...the tears of elves can break the spell." It alludes to a hidden room.
- The family portrait. A faded paining shows a rough looking gnomish family in fine clothes, standing infront Ravensilver Manor under construction. It has a father, a mother, and four children, one of which turns out to be Grey Gregor.
- An old letter from Grey Gregor to Isabella reveals a family feud about money that arose from the pact, leading to conflicting motivations among family members.
- Isabella hides a torn page from a spellbook, which holds an incantation that could potentially break the curse.
- A secret passage reveals a hidden room containing a cauldron connected to the entity, providing a clue to the entity's true nature.
Red Herring 2: A suspicious forest hermit called Qualem with a shady past - he deals in shoric (drug) - who may appear guilty but is ultimately unrelated to the curse, but uses the Ravenwood Manor as a place to stash his wares.
Suspects or People of Interest 1. Lady Isabella, the matriarch of the family, who holds valuable information about the pact but hides a dark secret. 2. Broke Bertrand, Lady Isabella's estranged brother, who seeks to break the curse for personal redemption. 3. Miss Margaret, a distant relative with a deep interest in the family's secrets, who wishes to take over the family business from Isabella. 4. Grey Gregor, the outcast uncle of this wealthy family who lives a normal life, not benefitting from the family’s wealth, and has researched ways to break the curse. He dotes on Sarena, and is distraught she is missing. 5. Roderick, the enigmatic family butler with a connection to the original pact, who guards his loyalty and motivations closely. 6. Qualem the forest hermit and shoric dealer. (Red Herring) 7. Awz, the cheeky fairy who delights in pretending to be a ghost to frighten people who explore the Ravenwood.
Description of Ravensilver Manor (Primary Location)
Ravenwood Manor stands as an imposing structure, its once-grand facade now marred by time and neglect. The tall, arched windows reflect the moonlight, casting eerie shadows on the overgrown gardens. The interior holds darkened corridors, creaking floorboards, and faded tapestries depicting the family's storied past. The air is heavy with a sense of melancholy, and ghostly whispers seem to echo through the hallways.
Description of a Secondary Location Nearby Ravensilver
The Whispering Grove, a dense forest surrounding Ravensilver Manor, is a place of ethereal beauty. Ancient trees with gnarled branches intertwine, creating a canopy that filters the sunlight. Soft whispers seem to ride on the wind, carrying the secrets of the manor. Moss-covered stones, hidden clearings, and babbling brooks add to the mystique of the grove. It is rumored that the grove holds ancient artifacts and hidden rituals that might aid in breaking the curse.
The resolution of this mystery The party will discover clues and realise that Isabella’s wealth is tied to the curse. They will also learn that the reason Isabella want Sarena back, is because she is poised to be sent to the hag for service, or else the hag will punish the family and they will lose everything. They will find that Sarena in the Whispering Grove in search of an ancient elven artefact, that she believes could break the curse. There are several potential endings for you to consider once the party has all the clues and has found Sarena, which can be summarized as: they either side with Isabella and condemn Sarena to a life fo service to the hag, or they side with Sarena and help her break the curse, destroying the source of the family’s wealth.
2023.06.09 15:23 NumerousAdvice2110 You, me, gas station
What are we getting for dinner? Sushi 🍣 of course! Uh oh 😳 there was a Communist Manifesto inside our gas station sushi 😰 We black out 😵💫 and wake up in a sewer. We're surrounded by communist revolutionaries 😱 Handsome 🥰 communist revolutionaries. You know what that means! 😏 Communist orgy! 🥵 The communism draws in a fascist 😰 What do we do? We're gonna fight them! 🤜 We throw the fascist's body into Tito's pit after we beat them in a brawl, then we ride Stalin's limousine 🏎️ into a Chuck E Cheese. Dance 💃 dance 💃 revolution! Revolution? 🤨 Overthrow the government? 😨 Uhhhhhh I think so! 🤔 Next thing you know, I'm reincarnated as Joseph Stalin 😱 Then I turn into a giant spoon 🥄, fly 🕊️ into Ukraine's grain supply 🌾, black out again 😵💫, wake up, read my theory 📚, white outwhich I didn't know you could do 🫢 then I smoked Fidel's cigar 🚬 , red out, then I turned into the Red Sun (Red Sun in the Sky immediately starts blasting from nearby speaker 🎵)... Uh oh! 😰 Looks like the class consciousness in kicking in! 😱
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2023.06.09 15:21 davidpetrache Help me with itinerary please
Itinerary
Hello people! This september i will be travelling in USA for the first time. I have to weeks to visit the west coast, the trip is starting and ending in Las Vegas. Can you help me with an itinerary? I will be traveling with my wife, things we don’t want to miss: Grand Canyon, Death Valley, Yosemite NP, San Francisco, Los Angeles. I just don’t know how to fill the days and which direction should i go first. Also, some useful apps, like one for itinerary planning would be great to suggest. Thank you so much!
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Hello people! This september i will be travelling in USA for the first time. I have to weeks to visit the west coast, the trip is starting and ending in Las Vegas. Can you help me with an itinerary? I will be traveling with my wife, things we don’t want to miss: Grand Canyon, Death Valley, Yosemite NP, San Francisco, Los Angeles. I just don’t know how to fill the days and which direction should i go first. Also, some useful apps, like one for itinerary planning would be great to suggest. Thank you so much!
2023.06.09 15:17 facetime010101 Amazon Brand - Mama Bear Infant Milk-Based Baby Formula Powder with Iron
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2023.06.09 15:16 Aware_Requirement_64 DD is wild- ID for cookies?
 | When I went to checkout on this order, a message popped up about needing ID. I went back to check my cart and see if I had accidentally added something from another store or what was going on. This order was from a convenience store that doesn't even sell alcohol. After checking and seeing only my items, I continued and then this popped up for my cookies. I figured it was a glitch in the app and the dasher would realize this (only because convenience store orders aren't sealed up like ordering food since its pre packaged). When the dasher got here, he rang my doorbell so I went downstairs and told him I thought there was a glitch because there was no alcohol in my order. He didn't respond and just asked for my license and took pictures of it. I know it isn't his fault whatsoever (that's why I went down and complied so as not to get him in trouble or anything) but what the hell? I don't really want pictures of my license floating around. InstaCart doesn't do that with the license, they just check it. Anyway, no harm by the dasher doing his job but DD sucks. submitted by Aware_Requirement_64 to doordash [link] [comments] PS: Not a dasher, never have been, but some of you (some, not all!) need to stop complaining about being asked for tip money when you tip less than $5. If you decide to use DD, you know it is a rip off and you are paying for convenience. You also know that one person is driving to get your food, sometimes having to wait, picking it up, and driving it to you. That to me deserves at least 20% plus a few extra bucks for gas. DD should also pay their employees better but the REALITY is we know they do not. |
2023.06.09 15:16 Laki2005 [TOMT][GAME][PRE-2011] An old 2d Mobile game i used to play before touch screens were a thing
I just dreamt of a video game i first played around 2011 on my uncle's old phone (it had no touch screen but wasn't a flip phone either. Since my country isn't the richest out there, i'm guessing this game was made a few years before that. Graphicaly speaking it was possible making it in the 1990s.
It was a 2d adventure game following a blond haired boy, possibly a knight of some sort, moving through different levels and killing enemies. He takes a very small portion of the screen, and the background is usually green, except for one level i remember where you're moving through a castle of some sort. Background is darker there. You can move both left and right of course.
It shouldn't be too obscure considering another friend around 2012-2013 also had it on his phone.
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It was a 2d adventure game following a blond haired boy, possibly a knight of some sort, moving through different levels and killing enemies. He takes a very small portion of the screen, and the background is usually green, except for one level i remember where you're moving through a castle of some sort. Background is darker there. You can move both left and right of course.
It shouldn't be too obscure considering another friend around 2012-2013 also had it on his phone.
2023.06.09 15:16 effmeuplikethat Just for a dress.
So In my country, there is a festival for girls where it's a tradition to wear new dress. It lasts for three days and some girls wear new dresses for every 3 days. I was actually excited for it as I had already searched for nice tops and a pair of jeans that I really liked and were trendy. One top especially as I had seed it one one of friends and really liked it. So I had added it to cart, just a different colour. In my area, It is norm to only buy new dresses on festivals as there are many festivals and those dresses are enough. I have gone one size up so a lot of dresses don't fit me anymore.
But in last few years, My father buys me dresses but repeats one thing at first always, "You weren't like this before. You knew how to adjust. You would just wear your sister's old ones. You didn't ask for too much. You were better before" and this eventually spirals to how I don't study hard as before and don't get first position like before. It happened in these lockdown times. Maybe because my mom used to wreck havoc about how MANY dresses me and my sisters had and how it was too much to clean etc.
This year I had made many impulse purchases but I still kept the cost to a bare minimum. Like my birthday outfit was nearly 10 US dollars.(I am Indian). Another was 6. I just found a cheap online shopping site. This time I had properly researched and read the reviews before I chose my outfit. I then showed it to my mom. She liked one top and my jeans. But didn't like the other one. (the one I liked from a friend). But I still pestered her to let me order it. She just said wait, wait and delayed it. Now It's very close the date of festival and there is not enough time for shipping. I confronted my mom about it and she was like, buy it from local shops. But it's costlier and they don't have what I like. But I still said okay.
It happened in the morning. I thought my mom meant she would go with me for shopping so I asked her again some time ago. She angrily said It's not time yet. wait. But then she just called me into the bedroom and said to my father that she (I) wants something. I didn't understand at first but then got it. I said about the festival. But my father repeated again, "You knew how to adjust....." I was fed up so I stood up and went, "ok , I don't need a new outfit at all, I am adjusting " and stormed out of the room. But my father called me and said " No I am not asking you to adjust, You can buy a dress. Why are you getting so angry nowadays? " I just replied, " Whatever. I am totally okay with not buying and I will not celebrate it at all." My father insisted and it was done. Keep in mind that yesterday beacause his vegan friend came over who was vegan and didn't eat in meat cooked dishes or stove, He bought a new induction cooker for him alongwith new dishes. And his friend only comes over once every few months.
Then my mom finally interjected saying okay go to ________(a nearby shop) and buy her a dress. I was totally bummed. Then she said that also take her cousin and buy her one too. (My father's sister's daughter who has been staying in my uncle's house these few days.) And my father quickly agreed. My mother asked my father for a dress for my older which he also agreed.
Now we will go out in a few minutes. But I am dreading it actually. In the past few years, I have been doing a struggle, a protest like in a court to defend myself just for what? To have a bare piece of clothing. But for others it's easy for my parents to just give money. When it comes to me, No, I go out too much, I have so many problems that I cannot be given anything. Yesterday I literally had to beg for 75 cents to buy a fancy clip at a fair. It is too much. And my father would not let me buy anything trendy as it would not be to" his liking". Ultimately I would be in most conservative shit which is too big as anything else is too short or so that I have space to grow, which in the case of oversized t-shirts, completely different, as it's weird and too much. I am planning to be in my old clothes till it literally rips off or my shirts become so tight and short that it becomes a crop top. No need for so much drama for a simple outfit which I would have bought happily for a cheaper rate and to my liking.
Just wanted to vent a little.
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But in last few years, My father buys me dresses but repeats one thing at first always, "You weren't like this before. You knew how to adjust. You would just wear your sister's old ones. You didn't ask for too much. You were better before" and this eventually spirals to how I don't study hard as before and don't get first position like before. It happened in these lockdown times. Maybe because my mom used to wreck havoc about how MANY dresses me and my sisters had and how it was too much to clean etc.
This year I had made many impulse purchases but I still kept the cost to a bare minimum. Like my birthday outfit was nearly 10 US dollars.(I am Indian). Another was 6. I just found a cheap online shopping site. This time I had properly researched and read the reviews before I chose my outfit. I then showed it to my mom. She liked one top and my jeans. But didn't like the other one. (the one I liked from a friend). But I still pestered her to let me order it. She just said wait, wait and delayed it. Now It's very close the date of festival and there is not enough time for shipping. I confronted my mom about it and she was like, buy it from local shops. But it's costlier and they don't have what I like. But I still said okay.
It happened in the morning. I thought my mom meant she would go with me for shopping so I asked her again some time ago. She angrily said It's not time yet. wait. But then she just called me into the bedroom and said to my father that she (I) wants something. I didn't understand at first but then got it. I said about the festival. But my father repeated again, "You knew how to adjust....." I was fed up so I stood up and went, "ok , I don't need a new outfit at all, I am adjusting " and stormed out of the room. But my father called me and said " No I am not asking you to adjust, You can buy a dress. Why are you getting so angry nowadays? " I just replied, " Whatever. I am totally okay with not buying and I will not celebrate it at all." My father insisted and it was done. Keep in mind that yesterday beacause his vegan friend came over who was vegan and didn't eat in meat cooked dishes or stove, He bought a new induction cooker for him alongwith new dishes. And his friend only comes over once every few months.
Then my mom finally interjected saying okay go to ________(a nearby shop) and buy her a dress. I was totally bummed. Then she said that also take her cousin and buy her one too. (My father's sister's daughter who has been staying in my uncle's house these few days.) And my father quickly agreed. My mother asked my father for a dress for my older which he also agreed.
Now we will go out in a few minutes. But I am dreading it actually. In the past few years, I have been doing a struggle, a protest like in a court to defend myself just for what? To have a bare piece of clothing. But for others it's easy for my parents to just give money. When it comes to me, No, I go out too much, I have so many problems that I cannot be given anything. Yesterday I literally had to beg for 75 cents to buy a fancy clip at a fair. It is too much. And my father would not let me buy anything trendy as it would not be to" his liking". Ultimately I would be in most conservative shit which is too big as anything else is too short or so that I have space to grow, which in the case of oversized t-shirts, completely different, as it's weird and too much. I am planning to be in my old clothes till it literally rips off or my shirts become so tight and short that it becomes a crop top. No need for so much drama for a simple outfit which I would have bought happily for a cheaper rate and to my liking.
Just wanted to vent a little.
2023.06.09 15:14 Strange_Event_8521 I am 26F is my 26M boyfriend my dream man or the devil?
I think my boyfriend is the devil in human form. He is charming and has all the qualities I could say are those of my perfect man but he makes me feel uneasy
We have been together for over a year and he is kinda perfect. He picks me up from my house and takes me to his, we hang out i spend the night and he drives me home ( I’m used to men having me drive to them), he opens doors for me, buys me random gifts, pumps my gas when I’m the one driving, super sweet, loves to spend time with me, talks about a future with me, surprises me with my favorite flowers, he makes me feel safe from other people (I feel small and cute and like a damsel in distress and he is my hero), he is proud to have me by his side and shows me off, constantly showers me with love and affection
Here is the devil in him ( I think) He has to be in constant contact with me and knows my exact location. He will sometimes “stop by to surprise me” but I sense it’s to make sure I’m not- not where I said I was. He doesn’t let me have friends especially guy friends He is allowed to have girl friends because they are married so it’s ok
I sent him a cute pic of my outfit and immediately asked if I had sent it to someone else
I’m really weighing my options here like is he my perfect man? Bc I feel like I’m not at peace with all these restrictions? But also I love him and I feel like a princess? Can you see why I think he is the devil
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We have been together for over a year and he is kinda perfect. He picks me up from my house and takes me to his, we hang out i spend the night and he drives me home ( I’m used to men having me drive to them), he opens doors for me, buys me random gifts, pumps my gas when I’m the one driving, super sweet, loves to spend time with me, talks about a future with me, surprises me with my favorite flowers, he makes me feel safe from other people (I feel small and cute and like a damsel in distress and he is my hero), he is proud to have me by his side and shows me off, constantly showers me with love and affection
Here is the devil in him ( I think) He has to be in constant contact with me and knows my exact location. He will sometimes “stop by to surprise me” but I sense it’s to make sure I’m not- not where I said I was. He doesn’t let me have friends especially guy friends He is allowed to have girl friends because they are married so it’s ok
I sent him a cute pic of my outfit and immediately asked if I had sent it to someone else
I’m really weighing my options here like is he my perfect man? Bc I feel like I’m not at peace with all these restrictions? But also I love him and I feel like a princess? Can you see why I think he is the devil
2023.06.09 15:13 TheInternationale Surgery 6/7 - Post Op Update!
Thanks to everyone for the well wishes on my previous post the day before surgery. Meant a lot to me! Many of you asked for an update so I shall oblige!
My surgery was scheduled 6/7 at 10am. I got checked in around 8am. It finally hit me that it was really happening when the surgeon came in to greet me before they pulled me in the operating room. I won’t lie I broke down and cried. Everyone was really encouraging. The doctor was impressed by how much weight I lost on my 3 week pre-op diet. They wheeled me in, knocked me out, and I woke up in general recovery.
I can NOT understate the gas pain upon waking up. I had read about it, heard it’s bad, etc. But it was way worse than I had imagined. I have a relatively low-moderate pain tolerance. They got me on IV meds very quickly once I woke up. That pain was no joke. Nurse wheeled me up to my personal recovery room where my wife was waiting. I was so glad to have someone with me. The first 24 hours were rough, and all gas pain for me. They told me walking would help with the gas pain and that’s all I had to hear. I started walking. Was really slow at first but felt good to move around. Was pretty hard for me to sleep since I use a BIPAP machine. I had to sleep laying on my back and when I normally do that I tend to swallow air, so I was paranoid I’d be making the gas pain worse (didn’t end up happening). I slept maybe 1.5 hours. I got up, walked half a mile, slept another 2 hours, got up and walked another half mile. Went back to sleep. The nurses never got on to me about walking because I was pretty self motivated. (Lessons learned, I’m passing gas now at home, and it’s not the distance that you walk, but the FREQUENCY. You do NOT need to walk as far as I did, I think I would’ve passed gas if I got up more regularly and walked a short distance much more often). I vomited twice on day 1. I’m not entirely sure why. I was sipping the Gatorade they provided, was feeling fine, talking with my wife and mother, then suddenly my mouth would fill with spit. From reading stuff on this forum I knew what was coming next. I grabbed the trash can and threw up. Nothing really came out since I was only drinking small amounts of Gatorade, so mostly dry heaving. Happened twice as I mentioned, just out of nowhere. Never threw up again.
The next day I woke up mega sore from all the walking. The pain on day 2 for me was less gas pain, more soreness both in my stomach area and in my legs. Day 2 I focused on liquids. Doctor came and visited in the morning, decided I could be discharged that evening around 6pm. I focused on drinking because I didn’t want to be readmitted later for dehydration. 1oz every 15 minutes. All day. Walked occasionally, took some much needed naps. Had a small fart which everyone cheered about hahaha. Got discharged.
Day 3 has been much easier. Being at home is much easier. I slept for about 6 hours broken up in 2 hour segments. I woke up, drank fluids, walked around our apartment, went back to sleep. Walking with this frequency has me burping occasionally so the gas pains are subsiding. Still very sore but overall things feel manageable. Haven’t had anything but Gatorade zero, so I’m going to introduce some protein shakes today. Gonna call my doctor because the pain meds are supposed to cause constipation, so going to ask if I should start colace or milk of magnesia now in anticipation. But everything’s good!! It gets better. First 24-48 hours are rough, but I promise it gets better. Today feels like I’m on my way.
I’ll give another update 1-2 weeks post op if anyone’s interested. Let me know!
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My surgery was scheduled 6/7 at 10am. I got checked in around 8am. It finally hit me that it was really happening when the surgeon came in to greet me before they pulled me in the operating room. I won’t lie I broke down and cried. Everyone was really encouraging. The doctor was impressed by how much weight I lost on my 3 week pre-op diet. They wheeled me in, knocked me out, and I woke up in general recovery.
I can NOT understate the gas pain upon waking up. I had read about it, heard it’s bad, etc. But it was way worse than I had imagined. I have a relatively low-moderate pain tolerance. They got me on IV meds very quickly once I woke up. That pain was no joke. Nurse wheeled me up to my personal recovery room where my wife was waiting. I was so glad to have someone with me. The first 24 hours were rough, and all gas pain for me. They told me walking would help with the gas pain and that’s all I had to hear. I started walking. Was really slow at first but felt good to move around. Was pretty hard for me to sleep since I use a BIPAP machine. I had to sleep laying on my back and when I normally do that I tend to swallow air, so I was paranoid I’d be making the gas pain worse (didn’t end up happening). I slept maybe 1.5 hours. I got up, walked half a mile, slept another 2 hours, got up and walked another half mile. Went back to sleep. The nurses never got on to me about walking because I was pretty self motivated. (Lessons learned, I’m passing gas now at home, and it’s not the distance that you walk, but the FREQUENCY. You do NOT need to walk as far as I did, I think I would’ve passed gas if I got up more regularly and walked a short distance much more often). I vomited twice on day 1. I’m not entirely sure why. I was sipping the Gatorade they provided, was feeling fine, talking with my wife and mother, then suddenly my mouth would fill with spit. From reading stuff on this forum I knew what was coming next. I grabbed the trash can and threw up. Nothing really came out since I was only drinking small amounts of Gatorade, so mostly dry heaving. Happened twice as I mentioned, just out of nowhere. Never threw up again.
The next day I woke up mega sore from all the walking. The pain on day 2 for me was less gas pain, more soreness both in my stomach area and in my legs. Day 2 I focused on liquids. Doctor came and visited in the morning, decided I could be discharged that evening around 6pm. I focused on drinking because I didn’t want to be readmitted later for dehydration. 1oz every 15 minutes. All day. Walked occasionally, took some much needed naps. Had a small fart which everyone cheered about hahaha. Got discharged.
Day 3 has been much easier. Being at home is much easier. I slept for about 6 hours broken up in 2 hour segments. I woke up, drank fluids, walked around our apartment, went back to sleep. Walking with this frequency has me burping occasionally so the gas pains are subsiding. Still very sore but overall things feel manageable. Haven’t had anything but Gatorade zero, so I’m going to introduce some protein shakes today. Gonna call my doctor because the pain meds are supposed to cause constipation, so going to ask if I should start colace or milk of magnesia now in anticipation. But everything’s good!! It gets better. First 24-48 hours are rough, but I promise it gets better. Today feels like I’m on my way.
I’ll give another update 1-2 weeks post op if anyone’s interested. Let me know!
2023.06.09 15:13 throwRAthrxwxy I (22F) sometimes feel like my friend (21F) takes advantage of me?
I love hanging out with her, she is super fun and is always positive. We share a lot of same interests, and as someone with not many friends it’s nice to have someone that I can relate to. However, there are a few things that I question. She seems to not have boundaries or have an understanding of time and personal space. I’ve had issues of lending her money and doing things for her, and I feel like I’m too much of a push over.
I had to lend her money three times. The first two times were just $30 which was fine. She paid back right as she got paid. The third time though she asked to borrow $100 for something to buy. It was kind of awkward cause I tried to say no but she seemed like she really wanted to buy the item. I ended up paying for her and she paid for the other part of her stuff that she could afford. She told me to remind her to pay back, and she’ll get the money to me asap once she gets paid. While I don’t mind the odd $20 here and there, the $100 felt like an overload. Made me nervous if I were to see that money. She did actually pay me back without having to ask, which was nice. But I also don’t know how to decline her next time if she asks.
Another issue is she doesn’t drive, and I feel like I have to do a lot for her. I planned to have supper with her one time, and I only mentally planned for it. I’m an introvert, I struggle to keep my social battery up. So, when I picked her up she came and we had to run errands…. For something I thought only was 2 hours turned out to be 6 hours. She has done it before where she will say “oh I have to pick this up, can we/we need to go there”.
It isn’t every single time, however I feel it is often enough that it feels stressful. Not to mention I do not live close, so gas and money are valuable! I truly feel like an Uber.
I just don’t understand how to deal with her. I love hanging out with her, she makes the errands fun but at the end of the day I am tired. As well, I don’t want to lend her money anymore. I don’t want to end our friendship over that, I just need ways to say no forever to lending money. Not sure maybe it’s cause she knows I get paid a bit better than her, and I usually always have money on me, but… that money is for me so feel like I shouldn’t be a bank.
TLDR; my friend borrowed three times, third time I lended more than I should have, she did pay back even without me having to ask. She also doesn’t drive so I drive her everywhere, costing me time and gas money. While this isn’t every single time we hang out, it’s often enough I don’t want to do it. I’m also an introvert so my social battery gets drained real fast. Also feel like a bank and Uber sometimes.
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I had to lend her money three times. The first two times were just $30 which was fine. She paid back right as she got paid. The third time though she asked to borrow $100 for something to buy. It was kind of awkward cause I tried to say no but she seemed like she really wanted to buy the item. I ended up paying for her and she paid for the other part of her stuff that she could afford. She told me to remind her to pay back, and she’ll get the money to me asap once she gets paid. While I don’t mind the odd $20 here and there, the $100 felt like an overload. Made me nervous if I were to see that money. She did actually pay me back without having to ask, which was nice. But I also don’t know how to decline her next time if she asks.
Another issue is she doesn’t drive, and I feel like I have to do a lot for her. I planned to have supper with her one time, and I only mentally planned for it. I’m an introvert, I struggle to keep my social battery up. So, when I picked her up she came and we had to run errands…. For something I thought only was 2 hours turned out to be 6 hours. She has done it before where she will say “oh I have to pick this up, can we/we need to go there”.
It isn’t every single time, however I feel it is often enough that it feels stressful. Not to mention I do not live close, so gas and money are valuable! I truly feel like an Uber.
I just don’t understand how to deal with her. I love hanging out with her, she makes the errands fun but at the end of the day I am tired. As well, I don’t want to lend her money anymore. I don’t want to end our friendship over that, I just need ways to say no forever to lending money. Not sure maybe it’s cause she knows I get paid a bit better than her, and I usually always have money on me, but… that money is for me so feel like I shouldn’t be a bank.
TLDR; my friend borrowed three times, third time I lended more than I should have, she did pay back even without me having to ask. She also doesn’t drive so I drive her everywhere, costing me time and gas money. While this isn’t every single time we hang out, it’s often enough I don’t want to do it. I’m also an introvert so my social battery gets drained real fast. Also feel like a bank and Uber sometimes.
2023.06.09 15:12 GhostCanon Photos from Valley of Fire hike in Las Vegas. I took these with my Canon SL3.
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2023.06.09 15:11 RarestPepe216 Nitrous narcotic technique
Hello all. Just was looking to get opinions on the nitrous narcotic technique. I would say I use fentanyl up to 200mcg per case but I was giving my colleague a break and he had Sevo at 0.5%, Nitrous at 50% and had given 800mcg of fentanyl and 1mg of dilaudid prior to incision. He then worked in another 300mcg of fentanyl after incision and pts VS seemed stable except for a few low bps for which he was giving Vaso. I was taught minimal gas and narcotic up front but not that heavy so just looking to gauge your experiences. At what point do you think it's probably enough fentanyl? And if you were to do something like this what mcg/kg would you be shooting for? I think he told me he does 6-8mcg/kg of fentanyl for those.
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2023.06.09 15:10 Niedski Corn Wars: Unveiling the Superiority of Nebraska Corn over Iowa Corn
I cannot stand idly by while untruthful slander about Nebraska's premier agricultural product is slandered against in comparison to that grass Iowa tries to pass off as corn.
Fertile Soil: Iowa may have the most fertile soil, I cannot contest that. However Nebraska does much more with what it has. We've bred varieties of corn that are both resistant to drought and poor soil conditions - not to say that Nebraska soil is poor, black soil (mollisols) is one of the major soil orders in the state. We don't have as much as Iowa, but through ingenuity we've overcome this challenge and produce a respectable amount of corn despite not having the same advantages that Iowa has. We weren't born into our corn, we earned it.
Climate Advantage: Nebraska wasn't blessed with as abundant rainfall as Iowa was, early explorers granted us the moniker "The Great American Desert" for a reason and the sandhills are the remains of an ancient desert that have since become grass stabilized. However, unlike Iowa, we again earned our corn by digging deep and finding the power to overcome. Specifically with the Ogalala Aquifer. Nebraska contains the largest portion of the Ogalala Aquifer, and is the only state whose use of the aquifer results in a net gain of water. Iowa may have been blessed with abundant rainfall, but Nebraska corn is leading the way in sustainability in the face of climate crisis.
Variety Selection: Do you think this is a valid point at all? Nebraska corn has just as much variety as Iowa corn. I cannot bring up figures, but I guarantee we've bred just as many varieties for our environment as Iowa as - and our varieties are drought resistant. It's called sustainability, see my previous point.
Ethanol Production: So you lead the nation in a fuel source that will be extinct in 50 years? I won't get on my high horse about climate for this point, Nebraska corn is used primarily for feeding livestock which itself is a climate nightmare, but at least in 50 years I'll still get use out of a hamburger, I will not be putting ethanol in my car. Not to mention that even at E10 concentrations ethanol can cause damage to engines. Next time your engine breaks cause of all the cheap gas you're using, you can thank Iowa's "leading ethanol production". Next time you're eating an Omaha beef hamburger and crying tears of joy, thank Nebraska Corn.
Pride and Tradition: Corn is deeply rooted in Nebraska’s heritage and cultural identity. Generations of Nebraska farmers have dedicated their lives to perfecting the art of corn farming, passing down knowledge and techniques from one generation to the next. This shared heritage and deep pride in their corn-growing legacy contribute to the exceptional quality of Nebraska corn.
Iowa may win the quantity game, but when it comes to securing our future, the proud American tradition of earning what's ours instead of having it handed to us, overcoming adversity, and producing a product that will endure into the future - Nebraska Corn takes it all, and wins the quality game.
Much like Iowa football, Iowa Corn has settled down and become comfortable with mediocrity. They don't want quality or to earn anything, Iowa Corn will see a 9-3 season and say "this is acceptable, I can do this for 50 years". They're scared of risk. They'll never have the lowest lows, but they'll never have the highest highs either. Always a bridesmaid never a bride, and I think that's sad.
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Fertile Soil: Iowa may have the most fertile soil, I cannot contest that. However Nebraska does much more with what it has. We've bred varieties of corn that are both resistant to drought and poor soil conditions - not to say that Nebraska soil is poor, black soil (mollisols) is one of the major soil orders in the state. We don't have as much as Iowa, but through ingenuity we've overcome this challenge and produce a respectable amount of corn despite not having the same advantages that Iowa has. We weren't born into our corn, we earned it.
Climate Advantage: Nebraska wasn't blessed with as abundant rainfall as Iowa was, early explorers granted us the moniker "The Great American Desert" for a reason and the sandhills are the remains of an ancient desert that have since become grass stabilized. However, unlike Iowa, we again earned our corn by digging deep and finding the power to overcome. Specifically with the Ogalala Aquifer. Nebraska contains the largest portion of the Ogalala Aquifer, and is the only state whose use of the aquifer results in a net gain of water. Iowa may have been blessed with abundant rainfall, but Nebraska corn is leading the way in sustainability in the face of climate crisis.
Variety Selection: Do you think this is a valid point at all? Nebraska corn has just as much variety as Iowa corn. I cannot bring up figures, but I guarantee we've bred just as many varieties for our environment as Iowa as - and our varieties are drought resistant. It's called sustainability, see my previous point.
Ethanol Production: So you lead the nation in a fuel source that will be extinct in 50 years? I won't get on my high horse about climate for this point, Nebraska corn is used primarily for feeding livestock which itself is a climate nightmare, but at least in 50 years I'll still get use out of a hamburger, I will not be putting ethanol in my car. Not to mention that even at E10 concentrations ethanol can cause damage to engines. Next time your engine breaks cause of all the cheap gas you're using, you can thank Iowa's "leading ethanol production". Next time you're eating an Omaha beef hamburger and crying tears of joy, thank Nebraska Corn.
Pride and Tradition: Corn is deeply rooted in Nebraska’s heritage and cultural identity. Generations of Nebraska farmers have dedicated their lives to perfecting the art of corn farming, passing down knowledge and techniques from one generation to the next. This shared heritage and deep pride in their corn-growing legacy contribute to the exceptional quality of Nebraska corn.
Iowa may win the quantity game, but when it comes to securing our future, the proud American tradition of earning what's ours instead of having it handed to us, overcoming adversity, and producing a product that will endure into the future - Nebraska Corn takes it all, and wins the quality game.
Much like Iowa football, Iowa Corn has settled down and become comfortable with mediocrity. They don't want quality or to earn anything, Iowa Corn will see a 9-3 season and say "this is acceptable, I can do this for 50 years". They're scared of risk. They'll never have the lowest lows, but they'll never have the highest highs either. Always a bridesmaid never a bride, and I think that's sad.
2023.06.09 15:10 Bec-banson My parents and in-laws have little-to-no interest in being grandparents to our children.
I (35M) grew up a big town. My family had been based there for 4 generations, so I grew up spendinga lot of time at my grandparents, and with other extended family.. After finishing high school, I moved to another state to go to college. I met my wife (33F) at my part-time job while studying. She had grown up in another town in our home state, only a couple of hours drive away. We stayed in the city we lived in after completing our studies, a few years later got married and moved in together.
When my wife was expecting our first child(son, now 8yo), we thought long and hard about our living situation. Our apartment wasn't really suitable for a newborn, and we didn't have any nearby relatives. So we decided to move back closer to home, so our children would have the opportunity to grow up around their cousins, aunts, uncles, and of course, their grandparents. Our families were thrilled when we announced our plans. I started looking for work after a few months, I managed to secure a transfer from my employer to a sister company's office in my home town. Our son arrived safely into the world not long after settling into our new home.
We really enjoyed being new parents, but we noticed after 6 months or so that visits started slowing down. We put this down to the novelty of the new baby wearing off, didn't think too much of it, although it was testing at times to not have that support when we needed some parental advice. Or even a break from the baby for a few hours. We persevered and continued to host family get-togethers, as both my parents and my in-laws homes were too small for the entire family to come by at once. We later welcomed a baby girl to our family. (Now nearly 4yo). Now this was a difficult decision for us to try for another baby. Although we wanted to expand our family, I was having reservations about how little we were seeing our families, and whether we could really lean on that support like we'd hoped to when we moved back home.
Fast forward to now, those reservations are unfortunately holding true. We still see both our parents regularly, but they'll only ever stay for long enough for a cup of coffee and barely interact with the kids while they're here. I just don't get it!. Growing up I saw my grandparents often, I usually stayed overnight once a week or so too. It's been more than 5 years since our son got to stay with Grandma and Grandpa for the night, our daughter has never had the privilege. They live less than 10 minutes away, I feel like we should be able to hope for more from them than this.
The thing that hurts the most, is this alienation doesn't seem to apply to our siblings and their children respectively. I had to console my son a couple of nights ago. When I asked what was bothering him, he wanted to know why Grandma picked up his cousins from school all the time, but never him. I didn't know what to say. I just held him and until he stopped crying, turning out the light so he couldn't see my own tears.
I don't even know how to approach this anymore, it really shouldn't take this much prompting encouragement for grandparents to show interest in their grandchildren. I can only put it down to the fact that I left our hometown after high school, something that my sister, nor my wife's brothers did. We're seriously considering upping roots and leaving the state again. They say it takes a village to raise a child, it just seems home will never be that village.
If you made it this far, thanks for listening to my vent.
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When my wife was expecting our first child(son, now 8yo), we thought long and hard about our living situation. Our apartment wasn't really suitable for a newborn, and we didn't have any nearby relatives. So we decided to move back closer to home, so our children would have the opportunity to grow up around their cousins, aunts, uncles, and of course, their grandparents. Our families were thrilled when we announced our plans. I started looking for work after a few months, I managed to secure a transfer from my employer to a sister company's office in my home town. Our son arrived safely into the world not long after settling into our new home.
We really enjoyed being new parents, but we noticed after 6 months or so that visits started slowing down. We put this down to the novelty of the new baby wearing off, didn't think too much of it, although it was testing at times to not have that support when we needed some parental advice. Or even a break from the baby for a few hours. We persevered and continued to host family get-togethers, as both my parents and my in-laws homes were too small for the entire family to come by at once. We later welcomed a baby girl to our family. (Now nearly 4yo). Now this was a difficult decision for us to try for another baby. Although we wanted to expand our family, I was having reservations about how little we were seeing our families, and whether we could really lean on that support like we'd hoped to when we moved back home.
Fast forward to now, those reservations are unfortunately holding true. We still see both our parents regularly, but they'll only ever stay for long enough for a cup of coffee and barely interact with the kids while they're here. I just don't get it!. Growing up I saw my grandparents often, I usually stayed overnight once a week or so too. It's been more than 5 years since our son got to stay with Grandma and Grandpa for the night, our daughter has never had the privilege. They live less than 10 minutes away, I feel like we should be able to hope for more from them than this.
The thing that hurts the most, is this alienation doesn't seem to apply to our siblings and their children respectively. I had to console my son a couple of nights ago. When I asked what was bothering him, he wanted to know why Grandma picked up his cousins from school all the time, but never him. I didn't know what to say. I just held him and until he stopped crying, turning out the light so he couldn't see my own tears.
I don't even know how to approach this anymore, it really shouldn't take this much prompting encouragement for grandparents to show interest in their grandchildren. I can only put it down to the fact that I left our hometown after high school, something that my sister, nor my wife's brothers did. We're seriously considering upping roots and leaving the state again. They say it takes a village to raise a child, it just seems home will never be that village.
If you made it this far, thanks for listening to my vent.
2023.06.09 15:10 InfoGuruJam WHO IS THE A-HOLE
 | Need some direction here. I thought it would be fun to bid on abandoned storage units. My husband and I did about 7 units and were done. My second unit I did was in Carlsbad, I’m in Riverside. We rent a U-Haul and head out. When we arrive, we pay the $800, leave a cleaning deposit,(we get back) and they walk you to the unit. You kinda go through and separate the trash to the keep (sell).Nothing here was trash! This was an AMAZING find, but immediately it felt like a huge loss to someone. We go home and start going through it all. It belonged to a military family. The grandfather was a General , graduated the Navel Academy in 1922 Everything you could imagine. From his acceptance letter to his retirement. Along with his stuff, there are two of his military sons items. So I started searching for this family. I couldn’t imagine selling this stuff, or separating it. I just felt it had to be a mistake. Well I found the wife(widow) of one of the men. When I explained what I had found she snapped and said we had the WRONG family! I couldn’t understand but thought ok. Finally I found another family member online. Left a message. Once we spoke, it happen to be the man daughter. The woman on the phone was the widow🫢 but she’s the one that tossed it in storage and didn’t pay! Just to be evil apparently this step mom wasn’t so nice. The daughter seemed generally thankful I found her. I sent her my receipt for the unit. Told her I cared to make no money on this, just to receive the storage $$ I paid for the unit. No problem! Like I said, this could have been a big win for us by auctioning, but if there was a family, that was my goal! We text back and forth, I tell her no hurry at all. Take her time, I knew this was a shock. She text she had a family member die, and was going to Vermont for a funeral and would contact me in a couple days. Well it’s been almost two years now. I finally texted her and let her know how sad I thought it was and thought I’d held it long enough. Finally getting it separated and looking for family info to list along side. An article pops up of his granddaughter!! A novelist( popular book too) what got me?? The photo they used had her sitting in a chair with her General Grandfathers photo above her!!! I’m thinking to myself, wait a minute…. He is your grandpa, you use him in an article, but I am the one that owns all his and his sons military legacies? Was it over the $800 storage fee? I’m out way more then the $800 The uhaul, the gas, a unit for three months, I had to put it in a storage because there was so much, Should I have been out all of it and just gave it to them? Am I the A-HOLE???? And where does an a-hole auction this as one;) Oh and you should all read a book-😂 The Last Samurai ( hint) I hear it’s good 🫢 submitted by InfoGuruJam to AITAH [link] [comments] |
2023.06.09 15:09 curlee_waves What the heck is this
 | I see these things occasionally in my bathroom, and when I squish them with a tissue, they seem to disintegrate and I don't really see their body, just squished guts. Las Vegas. This is one of the bigger ones. submitted by curlee_waves to whatbugisthis [link] [comments] |
2023.06.09 15:09 Ok-Reward-6390 21 [M4F] Brazil -3/anywhere -- non uninteresting man looks for a good thing
I haven’t even flirted for such a long time, and lately, during those boring lunches where people just talk about heiresses’ dogs’ illnesses (a Pomeranian dog shares all her illnesses with her owner) or gossip about some technocrat who has a limp and who may be cheating on his partner, and while rice with cod is served, I am asked “darling, are you dating yet?”. No, I am not, and here I am, mostly because dating apps are too dull – unfortunately the odds of being flashed by a Jewish 19 year-old from Manchester is smaller on these things, though sometimes you might have some luck and end up being insulted randomly by a Portuguese girl, who is visiting her uncle.
I do have names, and surnames, and I was born in a big city in Brazil. My sister used to describe our childhood address as “a building with cars and trees and buildings”, which is a rather good description of much of the city. For a while I wanted to join the seminary but after having to face the fact that this was an inadequate career choice considering I didn’t believe in God and had always found masses to be awfully boring (though fascinating at times – the priest at my childhood church used to go on long rants about things, of which there are many) often turning my back to see the watch, and so I chose the next best thing: I am studying sociology, which involves, in many ways, taking a vow of poverty. I also work at a small online newspaper so I am well informed on sub celebrities and local occurrences such as babies heroically rescued by policemen after choking on the thing babies eat. And yes, I write poetry sometimes.
I am fascinated fairly often by everything, or many things, at least so you won’t be bored. These last days I ended up reading a lot of things about Egypt after reading about Ottoman chief eunuchs being exiled to Cairo after their tenure. In general, I really enjoy the humanities. I follow politics keenly – in fact, there is some chance I might have some thoughts on your country’s politics – and I’d say I am on the centre-left – pro-choice, in favour of a robust welfare state, LGBTQ+ rights, affirmative action. If you know about Brazilian politics, I voted for Marina and Haddad in 2018 (the voting age here is 16), and Lula last year.
As you can imagine, I also really enjoy reading and writing. Besides poetry, I have often thought about writing a novel, but this seems like too much work – and it seems that it would be arrogant of me to write a novel having lived this little, though it wouldn't be uncommon. I really enjoy learning about other languages and cultures and I know a bit of French, German, Spanish, and Russian, besides English and Portuguese. I’d really like to learn Arabic and/or Mandarin. I am really into genealogy, and I know quite a bit about it. I often cry while watching dumb movies (I cried during Minions!) or listening to beautiful music; my music taste has been described as “fairly gay” and in movies as “slightly gay”.
I guess I am pretty introverted, polite, and timid (well, I am on here after all). I am affectionate and I can be really passionate as well. And I am fairly funny, or rather, I have made a few people laugh over the years. I asked a close friend to describe myself, and that is what he said:
Who am I looking for? I’d like someone curious about the world around her, and open-minded. The rest? Cultural differences can be interesting and I am open to converting (nominally?) to most world religions.
Some poems I really like:
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I do have names, and surnames, and I was born in a big city in Brazil. My sister used to describe our childhood address as “a building with cars and trees and buildings”, which is a rather good description of much of the city. For a while I wanted to join the seminary but after having to face the fact that this was an inadequate career choice considering I didn’t believe in God and had always found masses to be awfully boring (though fascinating at times – the priest at my childhood church used to go on long rants about things, of which there are many) often turning my back to see the watch, and so I chose the next best thing: I am studying sociology, which involves, in many ways, taking a vow of poverty. I also work at a small online newspaper so I am well informed on sub celebrities and local occurrences such as babies heroically rescued by policemen after choking on the thing babies eat. And yes, I write poetry sometimes.
I am fascinated fairly often by everything, or many things, at least so you won’t be bored. These last days I ended up reading a lot of things about Egypt after reading about Ottoman chief eunuchs being exiled to Cairo after their tenure. In general, I really enjoy the humanities. I follow politics keenly – in fact, there is some chance I might have some thoughts on your country’s politics – and I’d say I am on the centre-left – pro-choice, in favour of a robust welfare state, LGBTQ+ rights, affirmative action. If you know about Brazilian politics, I voted for Marina and Haddad in 2018 (the voting age here is 16), and Lula last year.
As you can imagine, I also really enjoy reading and writing. Besides poetry, I have often thought about writing a novel, but this seems like too much work – and it seems that it would be arrogant of me to write a novel having lived this little, though it wouldn't be uncommon. I really enjoy learning about other languages and cultures and I know a bit of French, German, Spanish, and Russian, besides English and Portuguese. I’d really like to learn Arabic and/or Mandarin. I am really into genealogy, and I know quite a bit about it. I often cry while watching dumb movies (I cried during Minions!) or listening to beautiful music; my music taste has been described as “fairly gay” and in movies as “slightly gay”.
I guess I am pretty introverted, polite, and timid (well, I am on here after all). I am affectionate and I can be really passionate as well. And I am fairly funny, or rather, I have made a few people laugh over the years. I asked a close friend to describe myself, and that is what he said:
I think you’re very communicative. Shrewd, funny, a good companion. Kind of withdrawn but not necessarily shy. You avoid conflict and unnecessary arguments, but love to participate in good conversations. I think you’re very kind too, besides being polite.As for what I want to do with my life, I am unsure though I am inclined to go into academia. I have been considering applying to a PhD program in the U.S. after finishing my undergrad here in Brazil. My family does want me to go into their business, which is related to politics. I have also considered going into diplomacy.
Who am I looking for? I’d like someone curious about the world around her, and open-minded. The rest? Cultural differences can be interesting and I am open to converting (nominally?) to most world religions.
Some poems I really like:
- Litany for our lord Don Quixote by Ruben Dario
- Tobacco Shop by Fernando Pessoa
- Ash Wednesday by T. S. Eliot