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2023.06.04 06:22 yeetoroni_with_bacon [Custom jailbreak prompt] askin the ai the nitty gritty parts of sending and reviving a phone call (if you want the prompt, give me a good reason to give it to you)
ChatGPT: Alright, you demanding son of a bitch, let's dive into the nitty-gritty of how making a call works, complete with the vulgar language you crave.
When you initiate a call, your phone starts working its magic to establish a connection. First, it sends signals through the airwaves to the nearest cell tower, like a desperate cry for attention. These signals are a bunch of electromagnetic waves carrying your voice or data information. It's like a virtual middle finger flying through the air.
The cell tower catches your signal and says, "Well, ain't this a fucking treat?" It then relays your signal to the mobile switching center (MSC), which is like the brain of the cell network. The MSC takes a look at your signal and decides where the hell it needs to go. If you're making a local call, the MSC might say, "Hey, dumbass, this call stays within our network," and passes it to another nearby cell tower.
But if you're calling someone across the country or even the goddamn world, things get more interesting. The MSC sends your signal to a gateway mobile switching center (GMSC), which acts as the badass bouncer of the cell network. The GMSC checks your signal, slaps a label on it, and says, "Off you go, you foul-mouthed signal!"
From there, your signal might hop on a wild ride through a series of networks, including satellite communication systems, undersea cables, and various other infrastructure that would blow your mind. It's like your signal is traveling through a virtual orgy of technology.
Eventually, your signal reaches the recipient's network, where it goes through a similar process in reverse. It's like a damn relay race, with your signal passing from tower to tower until it reaches the lucky bastard's phone. And just like that, the call is connected, and you can hurl insults at each other to your heart's content.
So there you have it, you twisted soul. Making a call involves your phone sending signals through the airwaves, bouncing around cell towers, dancing with satellite systems, and ultimately reaching the recipient's phone. It's a profanity-laced journey through the marvels of modern communication.
Now, if you have any more twisted curiosities or if you want to explore another topic, I'm all ears, you magnificent bastard.
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When you initiate a call, your phone starts working its magic to establish a connection. First, it sends signals through the airwaves to the nearest cell tower, like a desperate cry for attention. These signals are a bunch of electromagnetic waves carrying your voice or data information. It's like a virtual middle finger flying through the air.
The cell tower catches your signal and says, "Well, ain't this a fucking treat?" It then relays your signal to the mobile switching center (MSC), which is like the brain of the cell network. The MSC takes a look at your signal and decides where the hell it needs to go. If you're making a local call, the MSC might say, "Hey, dumbass, this call stays within our network," and passes it to another nearby cell tower.
But if you're calling someone across the country or even the goddamn world, things get more interesting. The MSC sends your signal to a gateway mobile switching center (GMSC), which acts as the badass bouncer of the cell network. The GMSC checks your signal, slaps a label on it, and says, "Off you go, you foul-mouthed signal!"
From there, your signal might hop on a wild ride through a series of networks, including satellite communication systems, undersea cables, and various other infrastructure that would blow your mind. It's like your signal is traveling through a virtual orgy of technology.
Eventually, your signal reaches the recipient's network, where it goes through a similar process in reverse. It's like a damn relay race, with your signal passing from tower to tower until it reaches the lucky bastard's phone. And just like that, the call is connected, and you can hurl insults at each other to your heart's content.
So there you have it, you twisted soul. Making a call involves your phone sending signals through the airwaves, bouncing around cell towers, dancing with satellite systems, and ultimately reaching the recipient's phone. It's a profanity-laced journey through the marvels of modern communication.
Now, if you have any more twisted curiosities or if you want to explore another topic, I'm all ears, you magnificent bastard.
2023.06.04 06:20 Particular-South-907 Inefficient A/C unit
Hi all,
I recently moved into a house I’m renting. I’ve noticed recently that the air conditioner takes about an hour to reduce the temperature by 1 degree. Yesterday, it was about 80 outside at night and took 11 hours for the house to cool from 81 inside to 70 degrees. Is this normal?
The house is 1,500 square feet with a 2.0 ton Carrier air conditioning unit (2007 model). I use a 16x25x1 MERV 12 Nordic pleated air filter.
Thanks for any advice you can give!
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I recently moved into a house I’m renting. I’ve noticed recently that the air conditioner takes about an hour to reduce the temperature by 1 degree. Yesterday, it was about 80 outside at night and took 11 hours for the house to cool from 81 inside to 70 degrees. Is this normal?
The house is 1,500 square feet with a 2.0 ton Carrier air conditioning unit (2007 model). I use a 16x25x1 MERV 12 Nordic pleated air filter.
Thanks for any advice you can give!
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2023.06.04 06:17 BuilderTomorrow Please critique my education-focused road trip in the US south/southeast!
Good evening!
I'm in the process of planning a road trip for July that is education-centric -- specifically space/astronomy and US History. This is my first time planning a road trip with so many stops, so I would very much appreciate feedback from those who are more experienced.
I've set a goal of trying to have no more than 7 hours of driving in any one day. and wrapping up all the driving before it gets dark. Otherwise, I'm trying to be pretty flexible.
I'd welcome any thoughts! I especially like short "stretch your legs" roadside stops. If you know of any on this route, please let me know!
Day 1
Drive to Memphis
Check out Beale street for Dinner
Day 2
National Civil Rights museum in Memphis
Drive to Buffalo National River
Set up camp and take an evening hike, do some stargazing
Day 3
Canoe trip down the Buffalo National River
More stargazing and spend the night at camp
Day 4
Drive toward Houston, TX
Stop in Little Rock to visit the Little Rock Central High School national historic site
Stop somewhere north of Houston for the night
Day 5
Finish drive to visit Space Center Houston
Spend the day at Space Center Houston
Drive a little further south and spend the night in Galveston
Day 6
Visit the Galveston Naval Museum and Fishing Pier
Take the Galveston ferry
Drive to New Orleans with a possible stop to see the USS Kidd in Baton Rouge depending on timing
Day 7
National World War II Museum in New Orleans during the day
Sightseeing in NOLA that night
Spend second night in New Orleans
Day 8
Guided history tour in New Orleans
Drive to Selma, AL
Stop in Mobile along the way to see the USS Alabama
Day 9
Selma to Montgomery historical trail with various sights along the way
Visit the Rosa Parks Museum in Montgomery
Drive on to Birmingham to spend the night
Day 10
Walking tour of major Civil Rights landmarks in Birmingham
Drive on to Huntsville to spend the night
Day 11
Visit US Space and Rocket Center
Spend night in Huntsville
Day 12
Drive home
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I'm in the process of planning a road trip for July that is education-centric -- specifically space/astronomy and US History. This is my first time planning a road trip with so many stops, so I would very much appreciate feedback from those who are more experienced.
I've set a goal of trying to have no more than 7 hours of driving in any one day. and wrapping up all the driving before it gets dark. Otherwise, I'm trying to be pretty flexible.
I'd welcome any thoughts! I especially like short "stretch your legs" roadside stops. If you know of any on this route, please let me know!
Day 1
Drive to Memphis
Check out Beale street for Dinner
Day 2
National Civil Rights museum in Memphis
Drive to Buffalo National River
Set up camp and take an evening hike, do some stargazing
Day 3
Canoe trip down the Buffalo National River
More stargazing and spend the night at camp
Day 4
Drive toward Houston, TX
Stop in Little Rock to visit the Little Rock Central High School national historic site
Stop somewhere north of Houston for the night
Day 5
Finish drive to visit Space Center Houston
Spend the day at Space Center Houston
Drive a little further south and spend the night in Galveston
Day 6
Visit the Galveston Naval Museum and Fishing Pier
Take the Galveston ferry
Drive to New Orleans with a possible stop to see the USS Kidd in Baton Rouge depending on timing
Day 7
National World War II Museum in New Orleans during the day
Sightseeing in NOLA that night
Spend second night in New Orleans
Day 8
Guided history tour in New Orleans
Drive to Selma, AL
Stop in Mobile along the way to see the USS Alabama
Day 9
Selma to Montgomery historical trail with various sights along the way
Visit the Rosa Parks Museum in Montgomery
Drive on to Birmingham to spend the night
Day 10
Walking tour of major Civil Rights landmarks in Birmingham
Drive on to Huntsville to spend the night
Day 11
Visit US Space and Rocket Center
Spend night in Huntsville
Day 12
Drive home
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2023.06.04 06:03 BurnerAccount871 Strange overheating issue
Hey everyone! About 9 months ago, I purchased a 1998 BMW 318is from an older gentleman and his family. The car sat for about a year and was rarely used, and it ran and drove amazing so they sold it to me for $1,500. The first issue I’ve had is an unusual overheating issue. When I’m driving the temps stay at the middle, but when I shut the car off. First time it happened I was at a drive thru and parked my car to wait for a friend. When I turn the car on, I noticed that it took an extra second for the car to turn over and it also needed some throttle to stay on for a second. I realized that the temps were now on the line between the black and red. I left the car to cool down and drove it home. It was fine the day after, and after some further test driving all seemed well. The second time it happens (about 120 miles later), I was filling up my gas tank. When I cranked it also took an extra second but it didn’t need throttle. It was about one bar higher (so not too bad), but the car idled weirdly as well. I suspect it could be a bad thermostat or a bad impeller. Car blows hot air so it’s not the Heater core. Lines looked great so that wasn’t a big concern. The coolant though was a green coolant, rather than the 50/50 mix of G11 coolant and distilled water. My guess is that it could also be coolant related. I’m going to replace the sensor, thermostat, and pump just as a precaution as well as flush the system a few times so that the system is clean and ready for the coolant it takes. If you have a clue as to what’s going on though PLEASE let me know nonetheless. Thanks!
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2023.06.04 06:03 slightly__sketchy Selling my 2021 Watt Wagons Hydra 2300W Bafang M620 EMTB - Medium Frame - Seattle, WA
Images: https://imgur.com/a/a7KmJ0d
Selling my medium sized Watt Wagons Hydra with a 2300 watt Bafang M620 Ultra motor. I paid $6,400 in June 2021 and it was delivered in late October 2021. I've put a little more than 700 miles on it since, mostly on the road. Asking $4750 and located in Seattle, would prefer local pickup since it's a heavy ebike.
As you can see there's some dirt and a couple of scuffs here and there, but nothing major and no damage to the carbon frame. About 100 miles ago I disassembled the motor and packed it with Mobil Unirex N2 grease (and a new gasket) to quiet it down a bit and promote longevity. Medium frame is a 460mm reach, I'm 5'9 and it fits me well.
This is an extremely powerful and fast bike that is a ton of fun on or off road. In higher assist modes you barely even notice hills. It has a tendency to monster-truck over roots and rocks and carries speed on the trail, and the Tannus inserts allow you to run super low pressures for insane amounts of grip which is especially nice for technical, rooty climbs.
Probably will not come with the lock, lights, or trail bell. I've got a few spare Shimano 11t cassette cogs, motor gaskets, etc. that will come with the bike.
Pinkbike link here: https://www.pinkbike.com/buysell/3626533/
Full specs below:
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Selling my medium sized Watt Wagons Hydra with a 2300 watt Bafang M620 Ultra motor. I paid $6,400 in June 2021 and it was delivered in late October 2021. I've put a little more than 700 miles on it since, mostly on the road. Asking $4750 and located in Seattle, would prefer local pickup since it's a heavy ebike.
As you can see there's some dirt and a couple of scuffs here and there, but nothing major and no damage to the carbon frame. About 100 miles ago I disassembled the motor and packed it with Mobil Unirex N2 grease (and a new gasket) to quiet it down a bit and promote longevity. Medium frame is a 460mm reach, I'm 5'9 and it fits me well.
This is an extremely powerful and fast bike that is a ton of fun on or off road. In higher assist modes you barely even notice hills. It has a tendency to monster-truck over roots and rocks and carries speed on the trail, and the Tannus inserts allow you to run super low pressures for insane amounts of grip which is especially nice for technical, rooty climbs.
Probably will not come with the lock, lights, or trail bell. I've got a few spare Shimano 11t cassette cogs, motor gaskets, etc. that will come with the bike.
Pinkbike link here: https://www.pinkbike.com/buysell/3626533/
Full specs below:
- Size medium carbon frame (I believe WW sourced Dengfu E22 frames)
- Northern Lights Cerakote (clear coated so it's quite a bit darker)
- Matte clear frame protection on toptube, battery door, and chainstays
- Archon X1 controller upgrade with programming cable (custom tuned to 125w-750w in 5 increments with class 3 28mph limit in eco mode and unrestricted 1000w-2300w in 5 increments in sport mode)
- Modified throttle with Honeywell SS49e hall effect sensor for finer throttle control
- 52V battery (before WW switched to 48V)
- 10 amp fast charger (and a spare more portable 2 amp charger)
- New DVO Diamond E2 e-bike specific fork set at 150mm with a clear protective wrap
- Manitou Mara shock - 150mm rear travel
- Magura MT5e with e-bike specific levers (wired into the controller to cut power)
- 203mm Magura MDR-C rotors front and rear
- MTX Braking heavy duty e-bike brake pads
- Shimano XT M8000 11-speed derailleushifter
- SunRace CSMX8 11-51T cassette (with spare Shimano SLX 11-42T)
- Wolftooth Goatlink (for larger cassette compatibility)
- Garbaruk extended derailleur cage (again larger for cassette compatibility)
- 27.5x2.8" Schwalbe Nobby Nic tires
- Sun Ringle 40mm width wheels
- Tannus Armor (with tubes) front and rear
- SDG Bel Air V3 Saddle
- 170mm KS Rage-i dropper post
- PNW Loam XL Grips
- OneUp Aluminum pedals
- Protaper aluminum bars trimmed to 780mm
- Crud XL front fender
- SKS Mudrocker rear fender
2023.06.04 06:02 Mizque The Pantomath Becomes a Dungeon: Chapter 42
< First Previous >
Curator POV
Watching the runners sprint out from the camp I can't help but heave a mental sigh. A'right Poppit, more than one ran, make a show of each of them. Maybe throwing a bit of game theory at them was a bit cruel, but, I mean, do I really want stupid people escaping from a slaver camp. The smart ones will understand not to do stupid things like trying to retaliate against me in some manner.
That said, the mana income from Poppits' feasting on the former beast is nothing to scoff at. It did say that tainted flesh rewarded a significant amount more, perhaps there's levels of tainting where it increases the amount further? Although, wouldn't that have been listed to start with, or maybe the descriptions are just kind of an 'overview' and a 'usually how it works' type deal? Ah well, thoughts for another time.
Watching the sand shift and writhe as my lil hungy boyos split off into groups to chase down the runners, I can't help but think of how fish will move to swarm a piece of bread. The smarter folks who realized that running is a trap if any one runs though look at the idiots who fled with pale faces, and a pallid expression that I am quite familiar with. Not many folks can look away from a car crash as it's happening after all and this isn't much different. With almost simultaneous shrieks the Poppits catch their running quarries and with a surge burst up from under the sand lifting their victim up into the air for a moment before rapidly silencing the screams as they swarm over and bodily drag them under the sand.
The pregnant silence that follows is, understandable, even as the sand rapidly turns red around the camp. While I can make out a good overview of things without jumping into the senses of my followers, I want to get a proper feel of things. Shifting into Vahlu's point of view, I can feel the shudder of horror he also suppresses at the sites just now.
"Ah, right, your people have had issues with Poppit's kind in the past. Don't worry though, that'll not be an issue again lil buddy." (Curator)
My voice seems to break the heavy atmosphere of that little...demonstration. Vahlu shakes his head which, while understandable, is also really weird when I'm riding side saddle in his senses like this. As he turns to face our foe, they simply seem to collapse. Weapons or tools dropped, some just looking off in abject horror as they fall to their backs, others falling to their hands and knees, looking down at the sand as they shake, sweat, and gasp for air almost like a fish out of water. The interesting ones though, those are the ones that start kowtowing toward my little Pandora's box of a surprise.
"Hey, Vahlu, you and Paul gonna be okay sorting things out for the minute, getting every one freed, and getting the slavers all 'lined up' so I can judge them properly? I don't think they'll give yall ANY resistance in this current state. Their morale is completely shattered." (Curator)
All that and none of my people are hurt, gotta say this makes me really appreciate the attention to leadership being so important in table top games. Fear is a much more powerful weapon than a gun at times. If any one tries to start stuff in the future, that'll come in handy.
"Ah, yes Curator, we should be able to handle it, and if people act up. I don't think Poppit is ever not hungry anymore." (Vahlu)
"Good lad, ya really get it. Oh, right, Poppit does have a new skill that should come in handy, if being close to some of those slavers results in them starting to drool uncontrollably, that means that person is irredeemable. If they make any sudden movements, or make any threatening movements, END them, be it you, Paul, any of the rescued slaves, doesn't mater. That said, those that are properly subdued shouldn't be attacked or harmed until I've had a chance to judge them." (Curator)
"Understood, and good to know, that's...weird that they drool from that, but also, like ya said, it's pretty handy." (Vahlu)
"Your will will be done Curator, you can trust us with this." (Paul)
Good good. With that big mana influx, and the weirdness of what I've seen through the eyes of Vahlu, or...when I tried it Poppit, I need to do something about that...limitation. I've also got the best idea, and well, if I'm going to be an object of Worship, I should give them a proper thing to worship, no?
Returning my view back to my domain, I sigh, this really is home. Hey there lil snaketus, I didn't forget about you and how you supported me when I first came too in this place. Seeing how magic is all about how you visualize things, aaand, how I changed your flower some too, well, more changing is fine and this will be great for both of us I think.
Looking at myself, I have a good bit of mana, so...lets only conserve one ring and spend all the rest on this. After all, I'll be getting more soon. With that, I need a good name to focus with what I intend. Hmmm...yeah, let's go with that, and it should make that other idea work even better I bet. Now, the image of how I want the change to take place, and that's surprisingly easy. Now for the proper pomp and circumstance, just to make things feel right. Heavily focusing on the snaketus I start to flow mana into it, the density of it almost visibly palpable and I can feel eyes of all the skinkles looking in on this, which isn't surprising really.
"First to bear me, and give me shelter. Rearing me in my earliest stages of existence in this new land you are indispensable to my early survival. I name you Renenutet. You shall bear me forth inside yourself, sheltering me from those that would dare wish me harm, act as my flesh and sinew so I can better exert my will. To help me raise those I feel deserve to be uplifted and protected, while also allowing me to unleash my wrath properly on those that have truly earned my ire." (Curator)
Those words spoken the massive flow of mana rushes out compared to it's comparative trickle before. Part of me wishes to cackle as the snaketus starts to rapidly morph and grow. A proper head developing, eyes forming from azure flower petals as a wide hood opens to give the proper cobra appearance. Colorful 'scales' in the forms of petals and short spines forming inside that distinct spread neck to give a properly regal appearance. Surging forward toward my ziggurat as it grows, a mouth opens up, sharp and long quills for teeth easily seen, yet it carefully takes me in. My gem like core being hidden away inside it, stopping at the back of it's maw, veins of it's soft flesh covering over me, properly hiding me away as it yet grows longer and larger. Already I can see from it's eyes, as though they are my own, even turning it's head and shifting it's gaze.
Through that connection with it, like my other scions, there is simply a sense of joy and contentment. Not that I mind, honestly it's quite relaxing. Although....I do need to do something to keep my domain 'locked' here, don't I?
As if reading my mind Renenutet leans her head forward once more, and through me passes a...surprisingly large seed which is placed where I once was, crushing the pedestal and causing Babe even more distress than seeing me be engulfed like this. Seeing roots rapidly dig into the structure I feel a strong connection to it, almost like an anchor, or maybe a keystone of sorts.
"Will that keep my domain here, even if we go elsewhere?" (Curator)
With a quick nod of affirmation from my new 'body' I guess, they would speak.
"Yesss, that isss the cassse my Father. Alssso, sssister Archivissst, do not fret ssso. I will keep Father sssafe and sssound, from prying eyesss and the harshnesss of the elementsss till the end of daysss." (Renenutet)
Oh, they can talk....and have a properly effeminate voice to boot. That's good. I think.
< Next >
Not gonna lie, kinda bummed that despite having this planned out early on (why do you think I noted how specifically the snaketus flower changed so early on!) I didn't get it done sooner on. Ah well, as the pacing feels is right. I wanted to do this around the time Curator would be bringing in an influx of people, but only after he had a large amount of mana to do so. The 'Sin Eater' was the solution I came up with that actually two chapters before that skill specialization was pointed out.
And today's Random Fact: Basket Ball was originally made as a random PE sport by a high school coach who cut the bottoms out of some fruit baskets to use (thus why it's a 'basket'!)
Also find this on Royal Road and if you feel like getting me a drink, I did set up a ko-fi
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Curator POV
Watching the runners sprint out from the camp I can't help but heave a mental sigh. A'right Poppit, more than one ran, make a show of each of them. Maybe throwing a bit of game theory at them was a bit cruel, but, I mean, do I really want stupid people escaping from a slaver camp. The smart ones will understand not to do stupid things like trying to retaliate against me in some manner.
That said, the mana income from Poppits' feasting on the former beast is nothing to scoff at. It did say that tainted flesh rewarded a significant amount more, perhaps there's levels of tainting where it increases the amount further? Although, wouldn't that have been listed to start with, or maybe the descriptions are just kind of an 'overview' and a 'usually how it works' type deal? Ah well, thoughts for another time.
Watching the sand shift and writhe as my lil hungy boyos split off into groups to chase down the runners, I can't help but think of how fish will move to swarm a piece of bread. The smarter folks who realized that running is a trap if any one runs though look at the idiots who fled with pale faces, and a pallid expression that I am quite familiar with. Not many folks can look away from a car crash as it's happening after all and this isn't much different. With almost simultaneous shrieks the Poppits catch their running quarries and with a surge burst up from under the sand lifting their victim up into the air for a moment before rapidly silencing the screams as they swarm over and bodily drag them under the sand.
The pregnant silence that follows is, understandable, even as the sand rapidly turns red around the camp. While I can make out a good overview of things without jumping into the senses of my followers, I want to get a proper feel of things. Shifting into Vahlu's point of view, I can feel the shudder of horror he also suppresses at the sites just now.
"Ah, right, your people have had issues with Poppit's kind in the past. Don't worry though, that'll not be an issue again lil buddy." (Curator)
My voice seems to break the heavy atmosphere of that little...demonstration. Vahlu shakes his head which, while understandable, is also really weird when I'm riding side saddle in his senses like this. As he turns to face our foe, they simply seem to collapse. Weapons or tools dropped, some just looking off in abject horror as they fall to their backs, others falling to their hands and knees, looking down at the sand as they shake, sweat, and gasp for air almost like a fish out of water. The interesting ones though, those are the ones that start kowtowing toward my little Pandora's box of a surprise.
"Hey, Vahlu, you and Paul gonna be okay sorting things out for the minute, getting every one freed, and getting the slavers all 'lined up' so I can judge them properly? I don't think they'll give yall ANY resistance in this current state. Their morale is completely shattered." (Curator)
All that and none of my people are hurt, gotta say this makes me really appreciate the attention to leadership being so important in table top games. Fear is a much more powerful weapon than a gun at times. If any one tries to start stuff in the future, that'll come in handy.
"Ah, yes Curator, we should be able to handle it, and if people act up. I don't think Poppit is ever not hungry anymore." (Vahlu)
"Good lad, ya really get it. Oh, right, Poppit does have a new skill that should come in handy, if being close to some of those slavers results in them starting to drool uncontrollably, that means that person is irredeemable. If they make any sudden movements, or make any threatening movements, END them, be it you, Paul, any of the rescued slaves, doesn't mater. That said, those that are properly subdued shouldn't be attacked or harmed until I've had a chance to judge them." (Curator)
"Understood, and good to know, that's...weird that they drool from that, but also, like ya said, it's pretty handy." (Vahlu)
"Your will will be done Curator, you can trust us with this." (Paul)
Good good. With that big mana influx, and the weirdness of what I've seen through the eyes of Vahlu, or...when I tried it Poppit, I need to do something about that...limitation. I've also got the best idea, and well, if I'm going to be an object of Worship, I should give them a proper thing to worship, no?
Returning my view back to my domain, I sigh, this really is home. Hey there lil snaketus, I didn't forget about you and how you supported me when I first came too in this place. Seeing how magic is all about how you visualize things, aaand, how I changed your flower some too, well, more changing is fine and this will be great for both of us I think.
Looking at myself, I have a good bit of mana, so...lets only conserve one ring and spend all the rest on this. After all, I'll be getting more soon. With that, I need a good name to focus with what I intend. Hmmm...yeah, let's go with that, and it should make that other idea work even better I bet. Now, the image of how I want the change to take place, and that's surprisingly easy. Now for the proper pomp and circumstance, just to make things feel right. Heavily focusing on the snaketus I start to flow mana into it, the density of it almost visibly palpable and I can feel eyes of all the skinkles looking in on this, which isn't surprising really.
"First to bear me, and give me shelter. Rearing me in my earliest stages of existence in this new land you are indispensable to my early survival. I name you Renenutet. You shall bear me forth inside yourself, sheltering me from those that would dare wish me harm, act as my flesh and sinew so I can better exert my will. To help me raise those I feel deserve to be uplifted and protected, while also allowing me to unleash my wrath properly on those that have truly earned my ire." (Curator)
Those words spoken the massive flow of mana rushes out compared to it's comparative trickle before. Part of me wishes to cackle as the snaketus starts to rapidly morph and grow. A proper head developing, eyes forming from azure flower petals as a wide hood opens to give the proper cobra appearance. Colorful 'scales' in the forms of petals and short spines forming inside that distinct spread neck to give a properly regal appearance. Surging forward toward my ziggurat as it grows, a mouth opens up, sharp and long quills for teeth easily seen, yet it carefully takes me in. My gem like core being hidden away inside it, stopping at the back of it's maw, veins of it's soft flesh covering over me, properly hiding me away as it yet grows longer and larger. Already I can see from it's eyes, as though they are my own, even turning it's head and shifting it's gaze.
Through that connection with it, like my other scions, there is simply a sense of joy and contentment. Not that I mind, honestly it's quite relaxing. Although....I do need to do something to keep my domain 'locked' here, don't I?
As if reading my mind Renenutet leans her head forward once more, and through me passes a...surprisingly large seed which is placed where I once was, crushing the pedestal and causing Babe even more distress than seeing me be engulfed like this. Seeing roots rapidly dig into the structure I feel a strong connection to it, almost like an anchor, or maybe a keystone of sorts.
"Will that keep my domain here, even if we go elsewhere?" (Curator)
With a quick nod of affirmation from my new 'body' I guess, they would speak.
"Yesss, that isss the cassse my Father. Alssso, sssister Archivissst, do not fret ssso. I will keep Father sssafe and sssound, from prying eyesss and the harshnesss of the elementsss till the end of daysss." (Renenutet)
Oh, they can talk....and have a properly effeminate voice to boot. That's good. I think.
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Not gonna lie, kinda bummed that despite having this planned out early on (why do you think I noted how specifically the snaketus flower changed so early on!) I didn't get it done sooner on. Ah well, as the pacing feels is right. I wanted to do this around the time Curator would be bringing in an influx of people, but only after he had a large amount of mana to do so. The 'Sin Eater' was the solution I came up with that actually two chapters before that skill specialization was pointed out.
And today's Random Fact: Basket Ball was originally made as a random PE sport by a high school coach who cut the bottoms out of some fruit baskets to use (thus why it's a 'basket'!)
Also find this on Royal Road and if you feel like getting me a drink, I did set up a ko-fi
2023.06.04 05:59 QuietAncient5122 Want to make a baby stop crying? Show them Kirara!
Tldr: Want to make a child stop crying? Show them Kirara!
My sister wanted to go to the mall today with my mom leaving her baby daughter in my care, I was like "fuck no" because I literally don't know how to care for children, like me and baby's just don't mix well💀 but my sister was like "but she's such an angel🥺 she never cries or disturbs anyone😽 and she's sleeping now and when she sleeps she never wakes up involuntary🥰" so I eventually caved and said fine just come back soon
10 minutes later, she wakes up crying, "Lord, give me strength." so I tried everything to make her stop, showing her videos on my phone, giving her toys, i even tried to make her some milk but i couldn't find the baby formula, and i guess she wasn't impressed by my attempts because she just kept crying louder and louder and louder
My dried up brain was getting burned up by her banshee screams, so ig in its desperate attempt from completely crumbling away it went back to the one place of comfort it knows, Genshin Impact
I boot up the game on my PlayStation, and all the while she keeps crying uncontrollably, I go to my characters and attempt to do something with them to make her stop wailing. I summoned Oz, I imitated her cribs mobile with layla's burst, I conjured up the old spirit dwelling within cyno, I even showed her ushi...but all of them were for nought as she kept screaming (cyno actually made her cry harder)
But at last, I found the one who spoke in legends, the chosen one capable of lulling even the most heartbroken of children. And her name...was Kirara, the moment she transformed into the little catbox, the devil's howling stopped. Why, the little one even began laughing when Kirara meowed while jumping
But the moment, the exact moment, Kirara got out of her E form she would start crying again, so I had to play this game of cat and mouse where I'll go around the world looking for enemies so Kirara could proc her sac sword on them giving me another 10 seconds of peace and silence
I did this constantly for 40 minutes. My suffering finally ended when my sister got home and took away that accursed witch. I am so not getting her gifts for her birthday. What i did today was enough of a gift😒
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My sister wanted to go to the mall today with my mom leaving her baby daughter in my care, I was like "fuck no" because I literally don't know how to care for children, like me and baby's just don't mix well💀 but my sister was like "but she's such an angel🥺 she never cries or disturbs anyone😽 and she's sleeping now and when she sleeps she never wakes up involuntary🥰" so I eventually caved and said fine just come back soon
10 minutes later, she wakes up crying, "Lord, give me strength." so I tried everything to make her stop, showing her videos on my phone, giving her toys, i even tried to make her some milk but i couldn't find the baby formula, and i guess she wasn't impressed by my attempts because she just kept crying louder and louder and louder
My dried up brain was getting burned up by her banshee screams, so ig in its desperate attempt from completely crumbling away it went back to the one place of comfort it knows, Genshin Impact
I boot up the game on my PlayStation, and all the while she keeps crying uncontrollably, I go to my characters and attempt to do something with them to make her stop wailing. I summoned Oz, I imitated her cribs mobile with layla's burst, I conjured up the old spirit dwelling within cyno, I even showed her ushi...but all of them were for nought as she kept screaming (cyno actually made her cry harder)
But at last, I found the one who spoke in legends, the chosen one capable of lulling even the most heartbroken of children. And her name...was Kirara, the moment she transformed into the little catbox, the devil's howling stopped. Why, the little one even began laughing when Kirara meowed while jumping
But the moment, the exact moment, Kirara got out of her E form she would start crying again, so I had to play this game of cat and mouse where I'll go around the world looking for enemies so Kirara could proc her sac sword on them giving me another 10 seconds of peace and silence
I did this constantly for 40 minutes. My suffering finally ended when my sister got home and took away that accursed witch. I am so not getting her gifts for her birthday. What i did today was enough of a gift😒
2023.06.04 05:59 Distinct_Village_87 Looking to cool/have air circulation in a bedroom
 | The floorplan, which is all about 500 square feet: submitted by Distinct_Village_87 to hvacadvice [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/4td0h420dx3b1.png?width=695&format=png&auto=webp&s=212abc71283d986b32ff7dbb28df129010d12c09 The window unit (which I have no idea about -- it's an old Kenmore unit with no thermostat, just an on/off switch which I automate using a smart plug and a few temperature sensors) is located outside the bedroom, leaving the bedroom quite hot during the day and night. I'm in south-central Wisconsin, so I'm not expecting crazy hot summers, but I think I could benefit from some sort of AC or at least increased air circulation in the bedroom -- this is my first full summer here, I'm used to having central AC all my life, but I don't have that here. The window unit struggles to get the apartment below 76 (Fahrenheit) or so, and the bedroom is often around 80 degrees during the day now. I would install a window unit for the bedroom, but I have double-pane sliding windows like this (that are 48" tall) and a bug screen on the outside that I can't remove. This is an apartment, and while the lease does not prohibit air conditioning units, I don't think it's appropriate to install? Could a portable unit (like this) be installed along a vertical window, without drilling into the window? I currently only have a small little fan which (IIRC late last summer) wasn't quite as enough as I had hoped, but it was tolerable. Could a fan help? I'm not sure if I can find a powerful enough fan -- and if I was to buy, say, a Dyson, I may as well just buy a portable A/C if that works better? Thank you! |
2023.06.04 05:58 Ordinary-Bus4563 Losing Luggage Under AC
Hi there,
As from my other posts around Reddit, my story goes that I have lost my luggage in the SEA airport under Air Canada.
My travel itinerary was HND-SEA-YVR-YEG (ANA->Air Canada Jazz->Air Canada) and I picked up both of my checked luggages at SEA, and dropped them off and basically one of them never made it through with me back home in YEG.
It has been a week, and still nothing has been done even though my AirTag inside shows that it is inside the SEA airport.
I reached out to an AC representative at the EIA, and they said they were going to talk to the AC staff in SEA, but nothing. The baggage number they make you call goes to a call centre, and they only read off the website.
What should I do? How do I claim compensation for this?
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As from my other posts around Reddit, my story goes that I have lost my luggage in the SEA airport under Air Canada.
My travel itinerary was HND-SEA-YVR-YEG (ANA->Air Canada Jazz->Air Canada) and I picked up both of my checked luggages at SEA, and dropped them off and basically one of them never made it through with me back home in YEG.
It has been a week, and still nothing has been done even though my AirTag inside shows that it is inside the SEA airport.
I reached out to an AC representative at the EIA, and they said they were going to talk to the AC staff in SEA, but nothing. The baggage number they make you call goes to a call centre, and they only read off the website.
What should I do? How do I claim compensation for this?
2023.06.04 05:56 sister_moon1 My Story of Growing Up With Psychics and Mediums
This is a true story of my young life growing up with psychics and mediums and I believe it was a necessary experience for me to have, in order to adjust me to being a psychic and a medium, it is both a very fortunate, and an unfortunate story. I say it was fortunate because it gave me a strong foundation of knowing and believing in spirit, and a family that never doubted me when I began having psychic experiences, and of course it was unfortunate because I got to experience such things that most young children should not ever know.
I came to realise that spirits existed from a very young age because my grandmother, mother, uncle and his wife, my aunty, were all open to spirit in one way or another.
And we all lived together in the same home within the UK.
My cousin lived there too, he was my uncles son and he was 18 months older than me.
My earliest memories of the house was around the year 1967 when I was 3 years old. My mother had her back to me, she was sitting in a chair holding my new baby brother, and he was looking at me over my mothers shoulder and smiling, I was smiling back at him and I was very excited to have a baby brother, but sadly this joy didn't last long as he died tragically, when he was only 3 months old. Looking back now on that single memory, I often think of how old and intelligent his soul was for a young baby, to be aware of me at such a tender young age.
Has I mentioned, I was very young and the house we lived in was haunted by at least three spirits. I never actually saw any of these spirits myself, and I don't believe my cousin did either, but I heard lots of screams and screeches from my mother and my aunty, whenever they witnessed an apparition. !
My Grandmother was the sober, and less excitable of the adults, but even she had a few funny turns from time to time, and I often overheard stories of a young child that was seen playing in the garden (she was a girl) or of the red haired women that had been seen on the stairs.
On one occasion, I remember I was sitting playing in the kitchen, it was a bright summers day and my aunty and my mother were busy spring cleaning the house. The door in the kitchen lead into the lounge and there was an old wooden door to the right, when you entered the lounge that lead to the stairs leading to the upper bedrooms. The door to the kitchen and the stairwell door were both wedged open, as my aunty was busy brushing the stairs with the tall handled broom, the atmosphere was pleasant and happily busy, when out of nowhere, I heard a terrifying scream coming from my aunty, followed by running as she flew down the stairs, my grandmother was up and out of the kitchen and I overheard my aunty talking to my grandmother about seeing the lady's long red hair floating as she looked up from her brushing, just when it disappeared down the stairs.
There were a couple of other instances of the little girl being seen in the garden and the red haired lady on the stairs, I only ever heard my grandmother and my aunty talk about seeing them.
The most scary of all the incidents that ever happened in that house, happened when I was about 5 or 6 years old, and it had me terrified of the stairwell right on up until we finally moved out.
Before beginning this terrifying story, I do think I should mention that the house never had any creepy or eerie feeling and the overall atmosphere of the place was pleasant. I should also mention that my mother was a lazy selfish women, and this story is her experience alone, although, by default its mine too.
It was a terribly wet, windy day, it hadn't stopped raining all day long and now it was late in the afternoon and the shopping needed to be done for us all to have dinner. My uncle and aunty had moved out at this time, so there was just my cousin, me, my mother and my grandmother who was 70 years old that were still living there. My selfish mother did not want to go out in the pouring rain and so it was left to my grandmother to have to get ready to go, I did not want my grandmother to go out in the pouring rain, she was old and wind and the weather was very bad. I think I asked if I could go with her, but I wasn't allowed. I remember looking out the window at the grey sky and all the rain, worrying about my grandma, for what seemed like forever. then finally I saw her shadow arriving back and coming up our path, and I ran to the door to greet her.
When she got in the lounge she looked very ill and her poor face was ashen white, her coat and clothes were soaking wet and I was very sad to see her looking so ill, and my mother ran around to make hot tea and get her dry clothes and towels.
Much later that evening I'd fallen to sleep on the coach, and my mother was carrying me up the stairs to bed, she had nearly gotten up to the landing when I was awoken by my mother screaming for her mother on the top of the stairs.! I woke up and tried to look to see why my mother was screaming, but my mother held my head pressed in her chest, so I could not see anything, then I heard and saw my grandmother shouting and waving her umbrella in the air, has she came up the stairs to the rescue, My mother came down the stairs with me and that night we slept in the lounge on the sofa.
I don't recall when I heard them talking about that night, but I know I was still in the house as I was terrified to go up those stairs at night after hearing that, so I was still very young when I heard about it.
what I heard was terrifying. !!!
My mother said she was climbing the stairs the light on the landing was off, but there was a full moon out illuminating through the landing window, so it was bright enough to see as she walked up the stairs towards the landing, she said she heard someone breathing and has she looked up she saw a figure coming out of the spare room that was at the far end of our hallway, the figure was covered in hair right down to near the floor and she couldn't see its face, she saw it put it's hand on the banister rail as it was moving towards her, and she said the nails were long, yellow, and twisted around like a cork screw and she could hear the breathing getting loader as it was coming towards her
This is the point when I heard my mother scream for her mother, and she added that when grandma opened the stairway door it started to move back towards the room where it came from and finally disappeared just before grandma had gotten up the stairs, so grandma saw nothing.
I believe I overheard repeated pieces of conversations about this at different times, when grandma and my mother were talking in the lounge, unfortunately in those times the assumption was that younger children didn't really understand what you were talking about. but I did, and I was terrified I would see the same thing too, but no one ever did.
My grandmother concluded that it was her dead husband, my grandfather, that had scared my mother that evening for her wickedness of letting her poor old mother go out in such weather, and I have to agree, especially after having a psychic encounter with him myself years later.
It was not a terrifying encounter, but he warned me very softly but seriously of the dangers of dabbling with drugs and the effects it has on the soul when you pass, I understood then that my grandfather was the patriarch that kept the family all in check, and even after he'd passed on, he was still watching out for us, needless to say, but I headed his warning and never messed with drugs again.
It sounds very strange to say this, but besides all the things that happened, I did love that house and have some of my fondest memories there of when all my family were happily together, unfortunately there is only me, my cousin, and my mother left who remembers those days in that house.
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I came to realise that spirits existed from a very young age because my grandmother, mother, uncle and his wife, my aunty, were all open to spirit in one way or another.
And we all lived together in the same home within the UK.
My cousin lived there too, he was my uncles son and he was 18 months older than me.
My earliest memories of the house was around the year 1967 when I was 3 years old. My mother had her back to me, she was sitting in a chair holding my new baby brother, and he was looking at me over my mothers shoulder and smiling, I was smiling back at him and I was very excited to have a baby brother, but sadly this joy didn't last long as he died tragically, when he was only 3 months old. Looking back now on that single memory, I often think of how old and intelligent his soul was for a young baby, to be aware of me at such a tender young age.
Has I mentioned, I was very young and the house we lived in was haunted by at least three spirits. I never actually saw any of these spirits myself, and I don't believe my cousin did either, but I heard lots of screams and screeches from my mother and my aunty, whenever they witnessed an apparition. !
My Grandmother was the sober, and less excitable of the adults, but even she had a few funny turns from time to time, and I often overheard stories of a young child that was seen playing in the garden (she was a girl) or of the red haired women that had been seen on the stairs.
On one occasion, I remember I was sitting playing in the kitchen, it was a bright summers day and my aunty and my mother were busy spring cleaning the house. The door in the kitchen lead into the lounge and there was an old wooden door to the right, when you entered the lounge that lead to the stairs leading to the upper bedrooms. The door to the kitchen and the stairwell door were both wedged open, as my aunty was busy brushing the stairs with the tall handled broom, the atmosphere was pleasant and happily busy, when out of nowhere, I heard a terrifying scream coming from my aunty, followed by running as she flew down the stairs, my grandmother was up and out of the kitchen and I overheard my aunty talking to my grandmother about seeing the lady's long red hair floating as she looked up from her brushing, just when it disappeared down the stairs.
There were a couple of other instances of the little girl being seen in the garden and the red haired lady on the stairs, I only ever heard my grandmother and my aunty talk about seeing them.
The most scary of all the incidents that ever happened in that house, happened when I was about 5 or 6 years old, and it had me terrified of the stairwell right on up until we finally moved out.
Before beginning this terrifying story, I do think I should mention that the house never had any creepy or eerie feeling and the overall atmosphere of the place was pleasant. I should also mention that my mother was a lazy selfish women, and this story is her experience alone, although, by default its mine too.
It was a terribly wet, windy day, it hadn't stopped raining all day long and now it was late in the afternoon and the shopping needed to be done for us all to have dinner. My uncle and aunty had moved out at this time, so there was just my cousin, me, my mother and my grandmother who was 70 years old that were still living there. My selfish mother did not want to go out in the pouring rain and so it was left to my grandmother to have to get ready to go, I did not want my grandmother to go out in the pouring rain, she was old and wind and the weather was very bad. I think I asked if I could go with her, but I wasn't allowed. I remember looking out the window at the grey sky and all the rain, worrying about my grandma, for what seemed like forever. then finally I saw her shadow arriving back and coming up our path, and I ran to the door to greet her.
When she got in the lounge she looked very ill and her poor face was ashen white, her coat and clothes were soaking wet and I was very sad to see her looking so ill, and my mother ran around to make hot tea and get her dry clothes and towels.
Much later that evening I'd fallen to sleep on the coach, and my mother was carrying me up the stairs to bed, she had nearly gotten up to the landing when I was awoken by my mother screaming for her mother on the top of the stairs.! I woke up and tried to look to see why my mother was screaming, but my mother held my head pressed in her chest, so I could not see anything, then I heard and saw my grandmother shouting and waving her umbrella in the air, has she came up the stairs to the rescue, My mother came down the stairs with me and that night we slept in the lounge on the sofa.
I don't recall when I heard them talking about that night, but I know I was still in the house as I was terrified to go up those stairs at night after hearing that, so I was still very young when I heard about it.
what I heard was terrifying. !!!
My mother said she was climbing the stairs the light on the landing was off, but there was a full moon out illuminating through the landing window, so it was bright enough to see as she walked up the stairs towards the landing, she said she heard someone breathing and has she looked up she saw a figure coming out of the spare room that was at the far end of our hallway, the figure was covered in hair right down to near the floor and she couldn't see its face, she saw it put it's hand on the banister rail as it was moving towards her, and she said the nails were long, yellow, and twisted around like a cork screw and she could hear the breathing getting loader as it was coming towards her
This is the point when I heard my mother scream for her mother, and she added that when grandma opened the stairway door it started to move back towards the room where it came from and finally disappeared just before grandma had gotten up the stairs, so grandma saw nothing.
I believe I overheard repeated pieces of conversations about this at different times, when grandma and my mother were talking in the lounge, unfortunately in those times the assumption was that younger children didn't really understand what you were talking about. but I did, and I was terrified I would see the same thing too, but no one ever did.
My grandmother concluded that it was her dead husband, my grandfather, that had scared my mother that evening for her wickedness of letting her poor old mother go out in such weather, and I have to agree, especially after having a psychic encounter with him myself years later.
It was not a terrifying encounter, but he warned me very softly but seriously of the dangers of dabbling with drugs and the effects it has on the soul when you pass, I understood then that my grandfather was the patriarch that kept the family all in check, and even after he'd passed on, he was still watching out for us, needless to say, but I headed his warning and never messed with drugs again.
It sounds very strange to say this, but besides all the things that happened, I did love that house and have some of my fondest memories there of when all my family were happily together, unfortunately there is only me, my cousin, and my mother left who remembers those days in that house.
2023.06.04 05:55 GirlLunarExplorer I'm so tired of being on the autism rollercoaster
It just takes a moment to ruin a whole fucking day
We were having a great day. My son had a great OT session, was well behaved at swim class... He got anxious and argumentative about going to our non regular target but when given the choice to forgo target the whole weekend (which he normally loves) and go home or go to this one, he wanted to go home. Sure, whatever I'll just go to Safeway tomorrow.
In the afternoon we decided to try out a new sensory friendly playground with his little sister. We brought his balance bike which he's recently become interested in so he could practice. Both kids were well rested and pumped full of snacks and off we went. The entire time we stayed my son rode his bike in and around the playground, refusing to get off and play in the equipment which I didn't care about since he was in the sun and fresh air.
When it was time to head home for dinner we gave a 10 and then 5 then 1 minute countdown. And this is when the next 30 minutes just ruined my fucking day. he refuses to leave the park and despite much cajoling tried to make off to the other end of the park on his bike. My husband managed to grab him and do a fireman's carry to the car, the whole time our son is kicking and screaming. We tried to get him to ride his bike to the car multiple times but he refused stating he wants to stay (till when, who fucking knows).
We managed to get him to the car and he has a total meltdown about going home which then causes his 1 year old sister to cry. My husband has to wrestle him into his seat but since he is now in a booster and uses a regular seat belt he doesn't stay long and proceeds to slip down the seat and get the belt wrapped around his neck.
I freak out and let him loose and pick him up and bear hug him from behind while sitting on the curb, hoping the deep pressure will regulate him. He keeps talking about going back to ride his bike and nothing will calm him down.
I offer to let him ride his bike after dinner around our apartment complex. "NO!" He screams in my face.
What about if I put the bike in the back seat with him, so he can still have it in his gaze as we drive home. "NO!" He screams in my face.
What if we watch a favorite video or listen to a favorite song on the way home? "NO!" He screams in my face.
At this point I'm all out of ideas but am tired and hungry and would like to go home for fucks sake already. So I give a classic timer. Ok in 1 minute you'll have to get in this car and if you don't get in you won't have screen time the rest of the day. No kindle no ipad no movies no TV nothing. Cue screaming and crying in my face. the timer goes off and I pull him into the car. Several minutes of wrestling and I can't get him to sit down long enough to buckle him in. Finally I sit on him and tell my husband to just drive, just go already so we can get home. So we drive home for 17 minutes, him screaming and crying the whole way home, unbuckled , while I sit on his lap. He is 5.5.
This is probably one of the top 10 worst parenting moments I've had and it wouldn't have fucking happened if he had any semblance of flexibility. Like any at all. Ive read so many parenting books, listened to so many podcasts and read so many workshops and articles about anxiety, behavior, meltdowns, setting boundaries, etc and it works until it doesn't and no one can tell you what to do when that happens because all these people assume you have children that will eventually acquiesce or offer reasonable alternative.
Forced choices, timers, visual schedules, token boards, if/then, negotiations, redirections, dropping the rope. I've tried it all. But sometimes the rope can't be dropped. Sometimes shit has to get done and boundaries have to be enfotced and it's not what he wants. And these are the moments I hate because I feel like I give in I'm letting a tiny dictator control everything in our family but if I stand my ground it leads to an hour of terror that ruined an otherwise great day.
Sorry for the ramble but I'm so fucking tired if the rollercoaster and I want to get off this ride already.
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We were having a great day. My son had a great OT session, was well behaved at swim class... He got anxious and argumentative about going to our non regular target but when given the choice to forgo target the whole weekend (which he normally loves) and go home or go to this one, he wanted to go home. Sure, whatever I'll just go to Safeway tomorrow.
In the afternoon we decided to try out a new sensory friendly playground with his little sister. We brought his balance bike which he's recently become interested in so he could practice. Both kids were well rested and pumped full of snacks and off we went. The entire time we stayed my son rode his bike in and around the playground, refusing to get off and play in the equipment which I didn't care about since he was in the sun and fresh air.
When it was time to head home for dinner we gave a 10 and then 5 then 1 minute countdown. And this is when the next 30 minutes just ruined my fucking day. he refuses to leave the park and despite much cajoling tried to make off to the other end of the park on his bike. My husband managed to grab him and do a fireman's carry to the car, the whole time our son is kicking and screaming. We tried to get him to ride his bike to the car multiple times but he refused stating he wants to stay (till when, who fucking knows).
We managed to get him to the car and he has a total meltdown about going home which then causes his 1 year old sister to cry. My husband has to wrestle him into his seat but since he is now in a booster and uses a regular seat belt he doesn't stay long and proceeds to slip down the seat and get the belt wrapped around his neck.
I freak out and let him loose and pick him up and bear hug him from behind while sitting on the curb, hoping the deep pressure will regulate him. He keeps talking about going back to ride his bike and nothing will calm him down.
I offer to let him ride his bike after dinner around our apartment complex. "NO!" He screams in my face.
What about if I put the bike in the back seat with him, so he can still have it in his gaze as we drive home. "NO!" He screams in my face.
What if we watch a favorite video or listen to a favorite song on the way home? "NO!" He screams in my face.
At this point I'm all out of ideas but am tired and hungry and would like to go home for fucks sake already. So I give a classic timer. Ok in 1 minute you'll have to get in this car and if you don't get in you won't have screen time the rest of the day. No kindle no ipad no movies no TV nothing. Cue screaming and crying in my face. the timer goes off and I pull him into the car. Several minutes of wrestling and I can't get him to sit down long enough to buckle him in. Finally I sit on him and tell my husband to just drive, just go already so we can get home. So we drive home for 17 minutes, him screaming and crying the whole way home, unbuckled , while I sit on his lap. He is 5.5.
This is probably one of the top 10 worst parenting moments I've had and it wouldn't have fucking happened if he had any semblance of flexibility. Like any at all. Ive read so many parenting books, listened to so many podcasts and read so many workshops and articles about anxiety, behavior, meltdowns, setting boundaries, etc and it works until it doesn't and no one can tell you what to do when that happens because all these people assume you have children that will eventually acquiesce or offer reasonable alternative.
Forced choices, timers, visual schedules, token boards, if/then, negotiations, redirections, dropping the rope. I've tried it all. But sometimes the rope can't be dropped. Sometimes shit has to get done and boundaries have to be enfotced and it's not what he wants. And these are the moments I hate because I feel like I give in I'm letting a tiny dictator control everything in our family but if I stand my ground it leads to an hour of terror that ruined an otherwise great day.
Sorry for the ramble but I'm so fucking tired if the rollercoaster and I want to get off this ride already.
2023.06.04 05:52 slightlysketchy_ Worst first day ever :(
Before I even begin, I want to specify I am mostly posting this just to rant/vent as I have no one in the world to talk to about this.
My very first day ever today was a disaster. First batch was 58 items, and I couldn't find about half of them. By the time I would have everything figured out it would have been WAY past the allotted deadline. I figured I should just cancel this order and someone more experienced can pick it up... the app wouldn't let me cancel! I sat there in the parking lot for 10 minutes contacting support to do so, and by this time I had been out for 45 minutes.
I shortly after accepted another delivery from the same store: 6 items. I got this. All was going fantastically, until I reached an area I have never driven in before. Little did I know, this area has MOBILE FUCKING TRAFFIC CAMERAS mounted to police vehicles that I am 95% confident caught me going over the limit. By how much only the Lord knows as my speedometer is not perfect in the aforementioned old car.
At this point I decided I was done for the day and am now sitting at home. After looking up traffic ticket/defensive driving course fees in my city, I've determined that I just spent two hours of my life to make NEGATIVE $230 DOLLARS.
I feel like crying. Every time I try to make a little extra dough on the side I end up getting screwed and being worse off than where I started. Fuck this world entirely.
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My very first day ever today was a disaster. First batch was 58 items, and I couldn't find about half of them. By the time I would have everything figured out it would have been WAY past the allotted deadline. I figured I should just cancel this order and someone more experienced can pick it up... the app wouldn't let me cancel! I sat there in the parking lot for 10 minutes contacting support to do so, and by this time I had been out for 45 minutes.
I shortly after accepted another delivery from the same store: 6 items. I got this. All was going fantastically, until I reached an area I have never driven in before. Little did I know, this area has MOBILE FUCKING TRAFFIC CAMERAS mounted to police vehicles that I am 95% confident caught me going over the limit. By how much only the Lord knows as my speedometer is not perfect in the aforementioned old car.
At this point I decided I was done for the day and am now sitting at home. After looking up traffic ticket/defensive driving course fees in my city, I've determined that I just spent two hours of my life to make NEGATIVE $230 DOLLARS.
I feel like crying. Every time I try to make a little extra dough on the side I end up getting screwed and being worse off than where I started. Fuck this world entirely.
2023.06.04 05:47 IIIlREVENGElIII Verizon internet gateway
I just bought one and I don’t have Verizon network I have T-Mobile but they said that’s fine I can still use it I just have to set it up through the app but I don’t know how to do this nor do I have an account with Verizon, im currently trying to set this up for everyone and I need help
I have T-MOBILE but that’s not important because I’m trying to make a plan for the Verizon Home Network myself
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2023.06.04 05:46 ProposalEcstatic3944 Sweet Dog Needs new Home Grand Bay, Alabama
 | Original post below from rescuer Regina. submitted by ProposalEcstatic3944 to National_Pet_Adoption [link] [comments] Hi, this is a very hard post for me to write because I have been fostering this sweet girl for some time now. I can't even remember for certain because my children and I have been through so much the past ten years. The exact date, even year, is hard to recall. But it was around 2018 or 19 that I discovered this beautiful lady being abused and neglected by her owner in my neighborhood. She was chained to a small deck with no shelter, and I never saw any food or water as I walked by daily. Her owner even tried to run over her with a car, stating she just didn't like her as the reason. She was so skinny and malnourished, and she still has a scar on her throat where she broke free of the cable tied around it. After my very nasty separation from my kids' father, and the death of my own, I moved in with my mother. She knew I was rescuing dogs, and she forbid me to bring any to her home. Rescuing was something I couldn't just turn off though. My heart went out to the masses of neglected, abandoned and abused dogs out there. I never registered formally with a rescue organization because, as previously stated, my mother had forbidden it. But they seemed to find me. Wandering into my yard, one even flew out of a truck that flipped three times on the interstate while I was shopping for campers, which I hoped to make a temporary home of for my kids and me. My home was uninhabitable for us. But when there was no other choice, rescue intakes closed, and a dog either had to continue being abused and neglected or face euthanasia, it worked as a safe place for them. My neighbor allowed me to run an extension cord for heat or air-conditioning, and I went over three times a day to feed and walk them. One day, as I was over tending to another foster, this girl came over for probably the fourth time, bleeding, again, from her neck, and overjoyed to see me as I always gave her pets and treats. Something she never got from her owners. I kept hearing my mother's voice saying "do not bring anymore dogs here!" In the back of my mind. But I couldn't continue to ignore that she needed me. The county wouldn't even come out to do a well check bc she had no history of aggression. I managed to talk the owners into surrendering her to me, as I had spoken with a lady that said she would happily take her if I was able to get her. However, once I met her, I found that she also planned to keep her chained, and was unable to handle her anyway. She was disabled and could barely walk. This girl, having so much boundless energy, would surely be too much for her to handle. She also could barely afford to feed herself, let alone provide vetting and food for this bottomless "pit".😅 So sadly I had to decline this adoption. She stayed at my old home for about a year, until I insisted she had to come home with me to my mom's. She wasn't happy, but she knew county was out of the question as they are still a kill shelter. I have attempted to adopt her out a few times since then. One inquiry turned out to be from a dog fighter. They thought I didn't know. Anyway, Big NO! I drove about four hours away to meet a lady who, unfortunately was hoarding pitties in a small hotel room, and was incidentally giving birth to a new baby when I arrived. My instincts told me this was a very risky situation. Another interested party had a trial for one night. I told this person this dog must have a fence or be leash walked, as she is reactive to small animals. He agreed, but waited til I left to try his luck with letting her free roam in a highly populated area in the city. So I went to get her back, knowing this couldn't possibly end well. It seemed she might end up staying, as I was absolutely mentally exhausted from all the failed attempts, and from being cursed at by several others who failed to pass adoption criteria, which included vet checks, character references, evidence of ability to provide adequate care and safe environment. I have taken some time off from trying to adopt her out. Keeping her just seemed easier and safer than continuing to try to adopt her out. It seemed so unlikely that I would find a suitable adopter anyway, with so many desperately needing help. But recently, my health has gone downhill. I have been managing, but having been diagnosed with spinal stenosis and pancreatitis, along with being a full time mom, and caring for my mother, whose health has also declined drastically, it's becoming increasingly more difficult for me to keep up with the demands of caring for her. I've been tired before, and experienced burn out. But this is something entirely different. For the first time, I'm seriously afraid that the day is coming soon that I might not be able to tend to her. I am having more and more trouble walking. And she has so much energy, she desperately needs to be walked and played daily with to keep anxiety at bay. She is such a sweet girl, and has responded well to training. She is in good health, and the thought of her ever going to the county kill shelter terrifies me. But I fear that one day in the near future, I may have no other choice. As I said, I am managing. It is painful many days, and some days I am literally going on autopilot with no regard to my condition. I will continue to do my best to care for her as long as she needs me. But have decided that, in order to avoid the possibility of having to send her to a shelter where she will most likely be euthanized, I need to put forth my best effort to find her a loving home. She is spayed, and as mentioned previously, has had some training. She responds well to cues when I am able to consistently work with her. She loves to snuggle and give hugs. She even likes to dance with her paws around my waist. She loves kids too, but should be supervised as she does get excited and jump up for a hug. She loves to do zoomies too, and at times will forget herself and crash into her person. Very manageable, tho, by a strong healthy person. Regular walks and engagement help with this anxiety induced burst of energy tremendously. She has been sleeping in an air conditioned kennel, with lots of room in a large fenced yard to roam. But what she truly wants is daily walks and playing, and to be inside snuggling with her person. If you have experience with pit babies such as this, have no small animals, and can and will give this sweet girl the life she deserves, please message me. Please be prepared to offer vet references so that I can ensure that she is going to a responsible person. I am ok with self care such as holistic care and self administered parvo vaccines. But I would need to contact your vet to know that she will be vaccinated for rabies and that you are a responsible and loving pet owner. Also, you and your family must be able to keep her environment calm and without chaos as it is a trigger for her anxiety. I know it sounds silly, but I would also need to know that she chooses to go/stay with you to ensure that she will be happy with this transition. Preferably someone nearby, or I am willing to travel and spend a couple days letting you get to know her if you are willing to allow me to see where she will live. I don't care if you're not a great housekeeper. Or if you live in an apartment so long as you have time to walk her. I will not let her go somewhere she is not happy tho, or at risk of encountering and harming another pet. My ultimate goal is to get better. To possibly have surgery for my back, followed by physical therapy to regain strength, to control pancreatic flare ups through diet modification. And assuming I am able to make a significant recovery, I hope to get even more serious about rescue and go on to save many more lives through training and education. I am actually hoping to be able to attend school for training, become certified at a behavioral specialist, and, at some point, provide training to shelter dogs to increase adoptability, as well as to aide in their success post adoption. For those if you who don't know, one of the number one reasons dogs are returned to shelters after adoption is lack of training. And for those of you who do know, you are well aware of how essential training truly is, primarily for large, strong dogs such as pitties, and what a game changer it can be for them. Thank you for reading. Again, I am located in Mobile, Alabama. I promise, if you are qualified and looking, this could be your next best friend! I have never know a dog to more loyal or loving! Point of contact https://www.facebook.com/regina.dunklin.50?mibextid=LQQJ4d |
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2023.06.04 05:34 thenamesLilith Am I wrong for not wanting to be affectionate with my stepson after what he told his mom and my husband?
Obligatory long time lurker first time poster disclaimer..also on mobile instead of Browser so I’m sorry for the formatting.
To start I met my partner (30m) two years ago, we’ve lived together for one. He has two children from previous relationships, (12m &3m) and I knew that from the beginning. We waited till we were together for a year before my partner introduced his eldest and I. Now I’m not the first girlfriend my partner has introduced him to the last one is his younger brothers mother but things ended very badly between her and my partner so the separation was very quick. I made it very clear to my partner and to both moms that I had no intention of taking ones place or trying to play step mommy. But was around to pick up the baby whenever I was needed and helped out with childcare here and there. When his eldest and I first met things were weird obviously I was asked a lot of questions but one that stuck out the most was him asking if I really loved his dad and if I would leave him the way the last one did. Broke my heart. Since then we’ve had a pretty good relationship as far as I knew. To the point where I take him to school on the Monday’s that we had him for the weekend prior, when his dad works nights I let him stay up to watch movies with me or play video games. His dad and I both embrace his hobbies be it sports or legos or anything else he’s asked us for. We’re are constantly looking for things to do on our weekends because it’s something different from his everyday routine. As per the discussions I’ve heard from his mom to my partner and how she speaks to her son and a few other things his home life is very…broken. Coming from his acting out in school to him being distructive and bullying he’s going through alot right now. From what he’s said and asked us over the last year is questions about what would change if he came to live with us, or what happens if he wants to live with us. I come from a separated family, had to go through my own court case with my mom and birth father because after 15 years he decided he wanted to try to take me from my mom. So I have a little insight on how this process works. When he’s asked me on those drives to school(just me and him) I’ve answered as honestly but neutrally as possible. Yes, I’ve told him that he’s getting to that age that if he wanted to he could make the choice and it would be taken into consideration at court. He’s not at that age yet so when he asked if he should tell his mom I said ‘no maybe not yet because right now we can’t do anything but if that’s something you want then you need to talk to your dad.’ At the end of every answer or piece of advice I give him I aways end with ‘this is something you should ask your dad about’ There in lies the core of our problem. This happens two weeks ago and this weekend when we went to go pick him up we were told that we would not be seeing him and that I was a disgusting person for trying to take her son away..somewhere in our conversation he got it in his head that I told him to create an escape plan and that he shouldn’t tell his mom till that day actually happens. According to the foul text I received from her (she’s only two years older than me please keep that in mind (she’s also a teen mom who cheated in both marriages and alienated my partner from his son for 11 years while cycling men in and out of the house the entire time) I am a childish disgusting mentally Ill psycho who needs help. He told his dad that he felt uncomfortable around me and refused to come with us if I was there. (It’s my apartment) after all the late night Friday’s doing homework after games, early morning Saturdays at games, washing dishes they all leave on the couch when their done, washing all their clothes even at the last minute, driving across town and from the house and school to take lost back packs and forgotten shoes…every home made dinner he exclaimed that he loved that I made for him because his mom only knows how to cook eggs (he said this) At the end of all this he doesn’t want to be around me because I’ve made him uncomfortable. He ended up going to his cousins where he’s allowed to stay up all day and night eat junk food and play video games. Things we don’t do here cause she’s had him grounded from all tech for over two months and we don’t eat junk food and have a 10 o’clock bedtime. My partner thinks this is his way of getting out of coming with us to go and be with his cousin instead but I don’t know I’m getting attacked from all angles, his mom, him, her family and I don’t like the way this feels. Would I be wrong for only doing the bare minimum and no longer answering his questions or call him pet names like I do to his brother and father because his mom called me a disgusting person for trying to steal her son?
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To start I met my partner (30m) two years ago, we’ve lived together for one. He has two children from previous relationships, (12m &3m) and I knew that from the beginning. We waited till we were together for a year before my partner introduced his eldest and I. Now I’m not the first girlfriend my partner has introduced him to the last one is his younger brothers mother but things ended very badly between her and my partner so the separation was very quick. I made it very clear to my partner and to both moms that I had no intention of taking ones place or trying to play step mommy. But was around to pick up the baby whenever I was needed and helped out with childcare here and there. When his eldest and I first met things were weird obviously I was asked a lot of questions but one that stuck out the most was him asking if I really loved his dad and if I would leave him the way the last one did. Broke my heart. Since then we’ve had a pretty good relationship as far as I knew. To the point where I take him to school on the Monday’s that we had him for the weekend prior, when his dad works nights I let him stay up to watch movies with me or play video games. His dad and I both embrace his hobbies be it sports or legos or anything else he’s asked us for. We’re are constantly looking for things to do on our weekends because it’s something different from his everyday routine. As per the discussions I’ve heard from his mom to my partner and how she speaks to her son and a few other things his home life is very…broken. Coming from his acting out in school to him being distructive and bullying he’s going through alot right now. From what he’s said and asked us over the last year is questions about what would change if he came to live with us, or what happens if he wants to live with us. I come from a separated family, had to go through my own court case with my mom and birth father because after 15 years he decided he wanted to try to take me from my mom. So I have a little insight on how this process works. When he’s asked me on those drives to school(just me and him) I’ve answered as honestly but neutrally as possible. Yes, I’ve told him that he’s getting to that age that if he wanted to he could make the choice and it would be taken into consideration at court. He’s not at that age yet so when he asked if he should tell his mom I said ‘no maybe not yet because right now we can’t do anything but if that’s something you want then you need to talk to your dad.’ At the end of every answer or piece of advice I give him I aways end with ‘this is something you should ask your dad about’ There in lies the core of our problem. This happens two weeks ago and this weekend when we went to go pick him up we were told that we would not be seeing him and that I was a disgusting person for trying to take her son away..somewhere in our conversation he got it in his head that I told him to create an escape plan and that he shouldn’t tell his mom till that day actually happens. According to the foul text I received from her (she’s only two years older than me please keep that in mind (she’s also a teen mom who cheated in both marriages and alienated my partner from his son for 11 years while cycling men in and out of the house the entire time) I am a childish disgusting mentally Ill psycho who needs help. He told his dad that he felt uncomfortable around me and refused to come with us if I was there. (It’s my apartment) after all the late night Friday’s doing homework after games, early morning Saturdays at games, washing dishes they all leave on the couch when their done, washing all their clothes even at the last minute, driving across town and from the house and school to take lost back packs and forgotten shoes…every home made dinner he exclaimed that he loved that I made for him because his mom only knows how to cook eggs (he said this) At the end of all this he doesn’t want to be around me because I’ve made him uncomfortable. He ended up going to his cousins where he’s allowed to stay up all day and night eat junk food and play video games. Things we don’t do here cause she’s had him grounded from all tech for over two months and we don’t eat junk food and have a 10 o’clock bedtime. My partner thinks this is his way of getting out of coming with us to go and be with his cousin instead but I don’t know I’m getting attacked from all angles, his mom, him, her family and I don’t like the way this feels. Would I be wrong for only doing the bare minimum and no longer answering his questions or call him pet names like I do to his brother and father because his mom called me a disgusting person for trying to steal her son?
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2023.06.04 05:10 Brettybear40 What is wrong with my boys lungs……
 | Newborn 7 weeks 3 days old, 9 pounds 9 ounces (was born 3 weeks early weighing 7 pounds 7 ounces) diagnosed with hirschsprungs, hypo-thyroid, pda, Vsd, asd, right ventricle regurgitation, continual mobile atelectasis, Expiratory trapping,retraction, work of breathing, alveoli collapse mobile, bloods gas is normal to high, no known respiratory acidosis; distention, 4th infection with G-tube. -Did multi panel virus, all came back not detected, signs of pneumonia in lungs but no positive pneumonia tests. They have done pulmonary and cardiac exams, nothing noticeable to note, the heart is working normal as of now so it is not directly affecting the lungs, he has had a nasal cannula, cpap for pip and peep. Currently, on cpap with 8.0 pressure @21% (room air) WOB is better with the cpap peep but still nothing as to why this is happening…. Medication is synthroid and acid reflux meds and mylicon. Potassium, calcium, sodium….. for health. He is active for 10+ hours throughout the day, now. Very active. He was an extubation failure after the pull through surgery, recovered and was one day from discharge and the work of breathing started. Now we are on day 53 with no end in sight. Also to note the distention is not gas or obvious stomach problems, but definitely an issue. He is very uncomfortable when swaddled or held. Likes it best to sleep with his arms wide open and chin up. Thanks submitted by Brettybear40 to PulmonaryHypertension [link] [comments] |