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I've been suffering from a dry cough, hoarseness and urgency to clear my throat for over 2 years. I went to 2 different ENT doctors and were prescribed either pills for reflux or cortisone, which didn‘t help. Last week I saw a new doctor and he did an ultrasound on my thyroid which showed nodules and cysts. The suspect diagnosis is: nontoxic multinodular cystic goiter. The doctor told me his ultrasound machine is an older model and has now referred me to a specialist for another ultrasound and further tests to be sure of my diagnosis. I don’t know what to think about all of this. has anyone experience in multinodular cystic goiter, did you also have these symptoms? How serious is this?

I keep trying to bring up my concerns in a nice way. They get ignored and he continues to do them. It feels like he's pushing my buttons.
We got into a huge fight last week because he refused to accept that he stood me up on a date night I planned the night before. He turned everything back on me saying I "didn't plan a specific time", "visiting his mom doesn't count as being busy" and a bunch of other excuses. All I wanted was a genuine apology but I kept getting excuses, sarcasm, and passive aggressive behavior.
When he gets sarcastic with me now and gaslights me I lose it sometimes. I yell and scream and punch walls. I've never been like this before in my life. I feel like he only listens to me when I become an absolute raging monster. Or he pretends to listen to me more at least because the behaviors keep occuring. I hate myself when I act like this, I say mean things to him and I regret everything and then I have to apologize to him. I feel like he pushes me to become this way to help himself avoid accountability because then my behavior is obviously more unacceptable than the original concern.
I've developed a serious anger issue and I don't know what to do. Has anyone else experienced this?

I apologize if this doesn’t get structured properly, but I really gotta rant about this.
So, I’ve worked in the food industry for a good minute. About 5-6 years now. I’ve been spending the last two years of that bartending, and close to a year of that being at a chain (insert nationality here) restaurant you may or may not have heard of and my time here has been, interesting. High turnover rates, bouncing between low hours to working doubles back to back, inventory being poorly handled to the point where I’m making all my cocktails with vodka and a hope and a prayer. All this with a promise of a big renovation that’ll fix everything, thats also been pushed back 4 times now. In the time I’ve been here, I have seen 7 bartenders and countless servers quit/get fired, 2 gym’s get fired, 3 managers quitting, and 2 getting fired, and who knows how many back of house.
All this to say, it’s been a mess. A lot of it because of poor management, owners coming in changing up a laundry list of rules that could only come up from people who haven’t worked inside a restaurant for probably the last 15 years. But this Friday tops it all. I came in after a nice refreshing weekend to see my bar now has a giant wall with a little door for staff to go through, and a sign that says “BAR CLOSED.” I ask my manager what’s going on, and they say, “Renovations are coming up, so they’re getting a head start on the bar. You won’t be taking any bar tops, just make drinks for the servers. This will be until renovations officially begin in 2 months.” I ask, “what about my tips? That’s more than a third of my income I’m losing out on because of this,” to which, after just now finding out today, the owners say, “lol oh well. Either keep on trying to get by with your meager hourly and tips outs or host and make drinks but we’re only gonna pay you a host wage.”
I’m so upset. I’m furious that these people can be so callous towards someone who’s stuck around when there have been so many times I should’ve left. Who can have such a disregard for someone who’s just trying to make a living and enjoying the job while I do it. These last few days of work have been me standing behind the bar being miserable, making the few drinks that come in every other half hour. I hate it. I miss chatting with my regulars. I miss making drinks for people who’s reactions I can see, talking bullshit with the folks who wonder in my bar after getting off the greyhound. Shit, I even miss the assholes who could never be satisfied. I’m miserable, and my income has been cut because I decided 11 months ago I wanted to bartend here.
I am looking for other jobs, and though I know it’ll be difficult, what with the hiring market’s looking like right now, I am hopeful I can get out of this strut. It’s unfortunate I’m getting driven out, but I hope at the end of all this I’ll find myself in a new bar with a management staff that’ll appreciate me. Thank you for reading all this if you got this far.

Went out for drinks 2 years ago on vacation with this guy. we banged after. kept in contact (spoke 5-6x over 2 years) and now i just moved to his city to start a new chapter in my life.
he asked me to dinner tonight. i assume he will ask if i want to come back to his place after. i’m at a period in my life where i’m looking for friends or a boyfriend but not really anything in between. (this means that i want to wait to have sex with him)
when do i tell him this? do i wait until we get to making out and at his place? do i bring it up once he asks if we want to go back to his?
obviously i want to encourage an open ended discussion to learn about his wants and what he’s looking for etc etc as well.
TIA
tl;dr: when on the date do i bring up that i’m looking for friends or a boyfriend, and not really anything in between?

Hey guys so I have my dream knives but I'm at a point where I only want to keep the ones I carry. A few of these have been carried a couple of times but mostly I just gawker at them in my case ..... enjoy
Spartan harsey folder all black with mirror edge - did the edge myself but never carried this other than around the house this thing us literally lnib short of the edge - sv 450 425 NOW 400
Chris reeve seb - micarta inlays dual thumbstud - s45 - love this guy - but realistically I have a barnes and I carry that 10 times more so I'm going to be letting this guy go - sv 500 stropped but not sharpened but has been taken apart to make as buttery smooth as possible dob oct 2022 now 475
Spyderco Shamn - Elmax - Modded - awesome ripps garage tech scales - ti backspacer (forgot the brand) - removed nub - made my own compression made easy out of aluminum - slight discoloration where the nub was removed and has deep carry clip - stropped never sharpened - sv deep breath 410 - yeah I don't care if this sells to be honest so squawk at the price if you want haters now 375
Last urban edc lc - this is cool but honestly only makes me want a full size - carried a few times in my fifth pocket but does have a mark on the pocket clip - never sharpened or stropped sv 250 traded
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I'm an admitted high school senior. So I know it's a well know fact that the UCs don't give aid to oos kids, but my situation is a little bit different so I thought I'd see if anyone knew anything. My dad is in the military so me and my sister split his post 9/11 GI Bill half-half for college and from their website, apparently this also grants a waiver from oos tuition for UCLA for the full stay of the student. I was wondering if this would also by chance make me eligible for some of the California aid the last two years after I no longer have GI Bill? My guess right now is that the answer would be no since it's technically a waiver from oos tuition and not a special grant of in state tuition or residency, but thought I'd ask just in case anyone else has experience with it.

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The Dauntless
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“Oh wonderful. So our predictions were completely accurate?” Admiral Cistern notes.
“More or less sir, granted the worst case scenarios we sent the men into on the simulations did NOT happen, but there was a more or less total outbreak of hostilities between the gangs.” Private Stream answers and Admiral Cistern thinks.
“How responsible is project Phoenix Fire?” He asks.
“If you listen to the man’s own reports he’s responsible for everything from the Hindenburg to last night’s unrest to the sinking of the Titanic. He’d fit original sin in there as well if he thought we were a big enough sucker for it. At worst all our man did was accelerate an incredibly volatile situation. To him the gangs being almost impossible to infiltrate and unwilling to even contemplate bringing someone new in meant they were defensive and stable. What it really meant is that each gang was hyper paranoid and just looking for an excuse. Whatever he did was at most the straw that broke the camel’s back.”
“For someone who claims intelligence it’s rather stupid of him to miss that.”
“He is intelligent, but he has an ego sir. A big one. He’s been at the sidelines of society and judging the movements of peoples for centuries. Growing contemptuous and disdainful over everyone. He has learned a lot and is very capable, but he’s so cynical and dismissive of others he always settles on his first assumption and never leaves it. Sometimes it’s right, other times it’s far from it. It’s how we were able to jump on him so easily. He was so convinced that his safehouse undetectable. But to be honest... he’s not all that good at hiding them. The ones he’s set up on level eight we’ve had to cover up further.”
“I see... what’s your assessment of him?”
“We’ve observed him in action. He’s vicious, opportunistic and patient. Fine traits in a field agent, if we can carve away his arrogance, complete apathy to the death and suffering of others and outright scorn for the mental capacity of other people he might make a decent person. Unfortunately he seems to think we only have control of him because we got lucky and while he knows some ways to get us to do what he wants us to, he can’t seem to understand that we’re perfectly aware of what he’s doing.”
“So you’re saying the man needs to be humbled?” Admiral Cistern asks.
“Yes sir.”
“I’m not comfortable setting people up for humiliations and possible torture.” Admiral Cistern says politically.
“There’s little, if any need for that sir. He’s already had his first taste of humility. He has nearly died in the pursuit of the goals last night and has learned quite clearly that our insistence that all agents on the field wear at least a low profile armoured vest is a very well reasoned and intelligent idea.” Private Stream explains and Admiral Cistern huffs somewhat in amusement.
“How bad was it?”
“Point blank plasma shot. It melted through the first metal layer of the plate, burnt the first ceramic layer, slagged the second metal layer and cooked the second ceramic layer and then heated up the final metal layer red hot. This saved his life as it was right over his heart.”
“So our design works even with point blank plasma shots?” Admiral Cistern asks.
“Yes sir, but it will only take one shot at point blank range, and only from a low yield weapon. If his opponent had a plasma rifle then we would have a very dead Carib to deal with.” Private Stream answers.
“Hmm... it’ll do for now, but we’ll need to keep R&D on it.” Admiral Cistern notes. Then a coffee mug is placed to his left by another Private Stream and a third steps up to put a small tray of donuts next to it. “You’re getting good at this.”
“Sir! Thank you sir!” The Streams reply just before the door opens and Ambassador Nikta Tal walks in and pauses.
She then takes a big meaty pinch out of her thigh and blinks. “No, no this isn’t some strange fetish dream.”
“Fetish dream?” Admiral Cistern asks as she walks in and the Private Streams vanish.
“Oh you know, going airtight and still needing to use my hands for something.” She answers and his eyebrows go up. “Oh like you haven’t had little dreams of a horde of bouncy green sisters doing every nasty little thing with every part of ourselves.” Ambassador Tal says and there’s a faint pink blush across Admiral Cistern’s face. “There’s a blush, I know I got you.”
She saunters fully into the room with the secretary outside looking in with wide eyes. A stern glance from Admiral Cistern has the door close as Ambassador Tal smiles.
“So... new recruits are nearly finished.” She says walking up, a distinctive bounce to her bottom with every step.
“Yes.”
“Soon to take the oath of the Undaunted.” She continues as she hops up onto his desk and he stands so she doesn’t completely tower over him. She still bends over to give him a very good look into her cleavage. “Big cunning man is getting the sons and daughters of Centris loyal to him and his ways.”
“I do what I can.” He says very aware that the glistening black gloss over her lips not only matches her hair but from the way her tongue flicks over it she clearly either likes the taste or is eager to put it to use.
“And I’d like to do something I can. How open is your schedule?” She asks and he pokes a button on his desk.
“Free up my next two hours.” He orders his secretary. Before the confirmation comes he’s already contending with Ambassador Tal’s tongue in his mouth.
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“Uh sir you have a uhm....” Doctor Samuel says as he sees Admiral Cistern enter and notices the black smear on his jaw. Then he spots the Ambassador Tal applying more black lipstick and smacking her lips together.
“I’m aware.” Admiral Cistern states. “You wanted to see me?”
“Yes sir. This way please.” Doctor Samuel states, not mentioning that he had expected to see the Admiral an hour ago. It’s no mystery what’s going on. Not in the slightest.
“We have had several interesting tests and the initial trials with the hologram technology have proven very successful. Coupled with the prediction algorithms and we’re ready much sooner than expected when it comes to releasing fully immersive AI environments.”
“I saw the training programs. It looked fairly well done already.”
“Somewhat, we’re adapting entertainment systems to do this Sir. We didn’t have any real psychological profiles or proper interaction integration beyond injured and needs assistance or up and fighting.”
“Ah, so you’re saying the test lacked the ability to include diplomacy and intimidation as options.” Admiral Cistern notes.
“Just be careful with this tech. The Synthetic Ascendance often protests if you make a character in games like this too realistic.” Nikta says and Admiral Cistern looks at her in confusion. “Well think about it! Who plays those games more or better? They get way too involved in them and there’s more than one case where they’ve accidentally copied bits of themselves into it and had digital kids that way! Lots of fun scandals.”
The particular pronunciation of fun spoke volumes.
“Anything you’d like to get off your chest?” Admiral Cistern asks.
“But I just got the bra back on!” She states and he rolls his eyes. “But no. Just typically whine whine whine, oh your new holo-complex might have the programming required for this or that and it can be abused in this or that way and I’d rather you not have something then there by any risk at all that any citizen of mine get caught doing something they shouldn’t.”
“Sore subject?”
“Annoying subject. Bruel is a Frontier world. We need less regulations to thrive not more. Also, it’s not like we actually listen, but then some paper pusher comes screaming into my office and threatens sanctions they can’t enforce or trade embargos with nations and polities that aren’t trading with Bruel to begin with and it’s just so annoying.”
“Ah, those types.” Admiral Cistern says sympathetically. “Unfortunately necessary. Nitpickers are annoying, but needed, preferably where there’s a lot of nits to pick.”
“Nitpicker? Nit picker? An interesting way to describe the pedantic, detail obsessed and idiotic.”
“That’s basically what it means. Someone who focuses on unimportant details to the detriment of everything else.”
“As fascinating as the linguistic conversation is I do have some more for you than just the holo-training updates.”
“By all means.” Admiral Cistern states and Doctor Samuel looks quickly to Ambassador Tal and then turns to lead them in.
“As you know, we have been studying many, many differing types of weapons. So many in fact that many soldiers have taken to using compressed space techniques to carry their entire armouries in the equivalent of cigarette cases. This has been a very useful stopgap method and one I heartily encourage continued use of. But the issue is that there are numerous Axiom effects which can and will cause such things to effectively detonate. A disruption of the expanded space finds a soldier quickly buried in their concealed armoury.” Doctor Samuel explains.
“Have you found a solution?”
“We are working on a morphic weapon prototype. It is incredibly Null Vulnerable, but unlike many other Null Vulnerable techniques it’s merely disabled rather than destroyed when disrupted.” Doctor Samuel says.
“How did you do that? Is it carved in khutha?” Ambassador Tal asks.
“Lined with khutha Ambassador. We have an aluminum frame that has carved out areas lined with a thin khutha layer. This keeps the device lightweight and effective.” Doctor Samuel states as he leads them into a weapons range. Being operated by a scientist are several weapons in two different clear configurations. A long range laser and a short range plasma spread burst.
“Meet the Mark One Shift Rifle. Currently it has two modes. A short range plasma burst that spreads out in a cone three five meters long and wide. And a medium range burn laser effective out to twenty meters. It can freely shift between the two configurations and the shifting feature even works in Axiom Poor environments.”
“I see.” Admiral Cistern says taking up the weapon. “How does it work. Is it this small lever on the side?”
“Yes, you pull it out to unlock the shifting. Shift it to the desired configuration and then push it in to lock it again. The weapon will not fire while unlocked.”
“Smart safety feature.”
“One we implemented a little too late. I have a scientist in medical for the rest of the day.” Doctor Samuel states.
“I wasn’t informed about any injuries.”
First degree burn and nerves sir. We’ve had worse coffee spills. He’s getting some ointment and a day out of the lab to calm down before he really hurts himself.” Doctor Samuel explains and Admiral Cistern frowns a little as he shifts the weapon into another configuration. There’s a red aura around it now.
“Red is the plasma burst. Yellow is burn laser.” Doctor Samuel states.
“It’s a little clunky. The change was slow and required a bit more force than expected.”
“We’re working on that sir. Right now the best way around that is to give the muzzle a swing while it shifts.” Doctor Samuel advises.
“And light up half the room? No thank you doctor.” Admiral Cistern says pulling the weapon into it’s laser configuration. “Still, this will take a slight bite out of the sheer size of armouries that our boys are lugging around.”
“Our eventual hope is to get all formats of energy weapons stacked onto a single stock. Couple that with a pistol, a knife and their armour and our boys will be ready for just about any minor skirmish the galaxy over without the risk that an Axiom disruption will render someone vulnerable or your munitions easily stolen.” Doctor Samuel says.
“Hmm... still I think we’ll go with a hybrid style. Easily modified weapons in arm’s reach, but still having a moderate to large number of weapons to increase the firepower and versatility.”
“So more Doom Eternal than Jak and Daxter.” Doctor Samuel asks and Admiral Cistern just blinks at him. “Videogame references sir.”
“Doom Eternal? What kind of game is that?” Ambassador Tal asks.
“One unimaginably angry super-soldier against an unending horde of demons. And the demons are rightfully terrified of him.” Doctor Samuel explains.
“... I want to play that.” Ambassador Tal says with a big smile.
“It shouldn’t be too hard to do that.” Admiral Cistern replies.
“Can we?”
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Private Stream pointedly does NOT laugh as he brings in the latest report of what Moriarty is up to. It’s rather difficult as Ambassador Tal has embraced her inner gremlin and is sitting on the floor with a game system set up and giggling like a lunatic while she glorykills a baron of hell.
“Thank you Private Stream.” Admiral Cistern says as he takes the paperwork. The man had clearly just finally had a moment to sip his coffee and here he was with more work.
“You’re welcome sir.”
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Hi! I have a almost 3 yr old dog and I think I just realized he may have imprinted on me instead of my fiancée. I originally did not want a dog ( not bc I don’t like them but bc I thought it would be a lot for two people who plan on moving around) but my fiancée insisted. I was persuaded by the classic promises of I’ll take care of him, sweep his hair, etc. well fast forward and basically I learned my lesson on those kinds of promises. I love our little guy (Sinbad) a lot and I’ve been told I’m naturally nurturing so I became very intuitive of his needs. I can actually differentiate when he’s crying bc he has to go poo really badly or bc he wants attention lol.
However, it drives me insane how much he follows me around and stares at me. He’s also a little clumsy like me so we always trip over each other or I always have to check on his head bc he runs into table legs and walls a lot. Multiple times he pokes his head in the fridge and we almost close it on his head. I’ve had to start watching below to make sure he doesn’t get hurt. Right now I’m staying at home and he just won’t leave me alone. If I go into the room to sort laundry Hes scratching at the door to get in. If I do my makeup he HAS to sit right next to me. I don’t resent him for this (bc well he’s a dog) but sometimes I get creeped out…Like he just STARES AT ME ALL THE TIME. I always answer him like “yes? Do you need anything” but he doesn’t he just stares….
I find it silly but I want him to transfer this energy to my fiancée who adores dogs like this. He seriously loves him so much. After seeing some post online I think Sinbad imprinted on me on accident.
Can I transfer this imprint? Is that possible?

So I’ve been taking 150mg of Bupropion XL for the past 4 months for MDD, and anxiety and 0.5mg of clonazepam for anxiety attacks and social anxiety.
For the first two weeks on bupropion I felt like I was on a static peak of energy, motivation, clarity and happiness. My suicidal ideation and negative outlook on life vanished. This continued but also slowly died down around week 4 although my motivation was still there.
2 months in I started feeling less like myself and had been in situations with my girlfriend where she had told me that I’m different. When certain topics came up about her needing my support (she has had multiple deaths in the family this year) I seemed to not be present or as if I acted like I didn’t care at all.
10 weeks in I lost my sense of feeling anything whatsoever, I couldn’t feel happiness, couldn’t cry, couldn’t feel anger, pain, couldn’t feel sad, couldn’t feel guilt, literally nothing,ZERO empathy. I felt like a shell but my depression and anxiety completley vanished.
Around week 12 I started feeling like everything and everyone and all my experiences weren’t real. It was like watching myself from the outside carry on day to day things. Life felt somewhat like a dream and I wasn’t mentally in the present.
Around week 14 to now I’ve been trying to force an emotion out of myself. Tried to cry, tried to get angry, tried to annoy myself but I couldn’t. There are moments where I know I should feel a certain way but I would feel nothing and have the blankest of expressions on my face. It’s frustrating to an extent that I cannot feel anything. As of right now my depression is coming back and I can’t even physiologically show that I’m in this mindset. I’m existing but that’s all I am.
—————— Things I’m doing for myself to try and be better instead of just relying on medication:
I’m eating healthy, I’m powerbuilding, I’m reading a lot outside recently since the weather has been getting warmer I’m journaling, I’m putting myself in environments and around others that can positively impact my life I’m getting 7-9 hours of sleep
————————— I’m having an appointment with my psychiatrist today to see whether or not I need to change medication/dosage so hopefully things work out.
Has anyone had any similar side effects?

This is a story for those who are huge fans of the Jurassic Park/Jurassic World saga and have seen ALL of the films(including Dominion).
Cast: Me=Me, OG=Owen Grady, CD=Claire Dearing, ML=Maisie Lockwood, EM=Entitled Mother, CLD=Cool Dad, ND=Nice Daughter
This takes place about 2 weeks after the events of Jurassic World: Dominion.
With Dinosaurs now back in the world once more, we have started attempting to coexist. Owen Grady has decided to turn his ranch into a safe haven for some of the dinosaurs. Mostly herbivores like Parasaurolophus, Triceratops, Stegosaurus and a couple small Carnivores, including Velociraptors Blue and Beta, who are now tamed.
One very early crystal clear morning, when the sky was just starting to turn that lovely shade of orange, after we got up and had breakfast, we heard a noise coming from outside. We got outside and saw Blue growling loudly near the paddock fence.(despite being tamed, Blue can still be aggressive, but only when the situation is justified)
We looked in the direction the raptor was facing and saw 3 people get out of a car. A woman(the entitled mother, complete with Karen haircut, posture and face), a man(the cool Dad, who actually looked quite shocked at seeing real dinosaurs) and a 19 year old girl.(the nice Daughter, who despite having a similar hairstyle to her mom, wasn’t entitled or snotty)
Owen ordered for Blue to stand down and, like a good girl, she did.
Owen: *shouts* “Hey!”
CLD: “Hey! You’re Owen Grady, right?”
Owen: “Yes I am. How’d you know?”
ND: “My dad is a big fan of you. He saw videos of you training actual Velociraptors! It’s sucks that they’re gone though.”
CD: “Theyre not ALL gone. Blue is still alive.”
ND: “Really?!” *her eyes widen*
Me: ”Yes! And she has a baby.”
CLD: “Like, can we see the raptor?”
CD: “Absolutely!”
Owen does his thing with the clicker and calls out Blue’s name and she immediately comes running, followed by Beta.
ND: “Awwww she’s adorable! Can I pet her?”
OG: “You have to be careful though. She can still be very dangerous.”
Thats when the EM started.
EM: “Well if she’s soooo dangerous then why do you even have her? Besides, you’re not fooling me.”
CLD: “EM, what’re you talking about?”
EM: “This isn’t real. These things are all fake. In my church, I was taught that there are no such things as “dinosaurs.” The earth was only born 6000 years ago, not 4.6 billion. These are all, what, stupid people in costumes or some type of animatronic stuff. This is all Stupid Blasphemy.”
Owen, Claire and Maisie all shared a WTF expression. Blue even tilted her head in confusion.
ML: “Um, this IS real. You are looking at a real dinosaur in the flesh!“
ND: “Mom, please don’t start. How could you even THINK these are fake?”
CD: “You seriously can’t be that delusional.”
EM: “First of all, these so called “bones” and “fossils” were not from real animals. Satanists put these on earth to scam true religious people. And I also heard about this THING *she gestures to Maisie* being a “Clone” of a young human who “presumably” died in a car accident. Gimme a break! *mutters the R word under her breath* kid.”
Maisie gasps at this response and she is nearly in tears.
Me: “How could you say something like that?! This little girl lost her grandfather at a young age and she was kidnapped by poachers, along with the baby raptor!”
EM: *now being all smug like she knows everything* ”Well, she probably had it coming for being a disgusting FREAK of nature! Claiming to be a stupid clone and all.”
Claire gasped at this and Maisie was crying.
The baby Velociraptor came up to the ND and started nuzzling her hand, but EM decided to fricking KICK the baby dinosaur like a dog!!!
Beta shrieked and fell into the snow, but she got up. To say that Blue was pissed was an UNDERSTATEMENT! She ran up to the EM and full on TACKLED her to the ground, but due to being tamed, she knew not to actually bite. She was just growling and snarling loudly.
CD: “Call the police!”
OG: “Already on it.”
He whistled for Blue to get off of the EM and she did, but was still growling.
EM: *screaming* “YOU FREAKS WILL NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS! YOU AND YOUR STUPID FAKE LIZARD AND YOUR DUMB KID! I’M CALLING ANIMAL CONTROL AND HAVING THAT STUPID THING FUCKING SHOT!”
About 5 minutes later, the Police arrived and PO1 and PO2 walked up to us.
PO1: “What seems to be the problem here, folks?”
Before any of us could even get a word in, the EM started twisting the story and putting on fake tears.
EM: “I was just coming to tell them how beautiful their animals were, and then that A**HOLE *points at Owen* told his stupid pet Velociraptor to attack me for no reason! I want that THING KILLED RIGHT NOW!
OG: “I did no such thing, you lunatic!”
CD: “This coming from the moron who KICKED a baby dinosaur like a dog because it was playing with your daughter! And called MY Daughter a Freak of nature and a r****d!”
EM: “THAT ABOMINATION WAS GOING TO MAUL MY DAUGHTER TO DEATH YOU FAT COW!”(Claire Dearing is pretty curvy, but is in NO way shape or form, obese.)
PO2: Ma’am, I’m gonna need you to put your hands behind your back right now.”
EM: “WHAT?!”
PO1: “You’re under arrest for lying to a police officer, threatening to kill an animal and promoting kidnapping towards people with special needs *referring to Maisie*. You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defense if you do not mention when questioned, something which you later rely on in court. Anything you say may be given in evidence.”
EM: “HELP! RAPE! RAPE! RAAAAPE!!”
OG: “Oh, cut the crap! You brought this on yourself. Take her away.”
Me: “Hold up there, officers! I’d like to just do one more thing!” *I do a two finger whistle like in cartoons or movies and we hear thudding footsteps.*
EM: ”Oh that was just a stupid earthquake or a tree falling down.”
Trees were indeed falling down, but the thumps were rhythmic, and getting louder.
Me, ND, and CLD all said in unison “Don’t move!”
There was something beyond the leaves.
The EM looked up, higher.
Behind the foliage, beyond the cabin, she saw what looked like a thick body with a pebbled, grainy surface like the bark of a tree. But it wasn't a tree. She continued to look higher, slowly tilting her head upward.
She saw the huge head of Rexy, the elderly Tyrannosaurus just standing there, looking through the trees at us! EM turned her flashlight on, and the big animal rolled its head and BELLOWED in the glaring light! Then darkness, and silence again, and the chittering of night critters.
There was another pause. EM watched the scarred Tyrannosaur. The head was huge! The animal looked around slowly, scanning its surroundings and searching for prey. She seemed to stare right at EM!
In the flashlight, the eyes glowed bright red.
EM: "Jesus Christ!”
The greatest predator the world has ever known. The most fearsome attack in human history. Somewhere in the back of her Karen brain, EM was in disbelief, but she could feel her knees begin to shake uncontrollably, her trousers flapping like flags.
Man, she was frightened. She didn't want to be here. Alone among all the people on the scene, EM was crazy religious. She didn’t believe in dinosaurs. She thought that all the fossils and skeletons were a scam by satanists to thwart religion, or in her words, “Blasphemy.”
She tried to reassure herself that she was hallucinating, but her eyes were not deceiving her at all! She was looking at a giant dinosaur! But it wasn’t just any dinosaur, this was a rex! Much, much bigger! The greatest meat-eater that ever walked the earth!
Jesus!
When the Tyrannosaur roared it was TERRIFYING, a SCREAM from some other world! EM felt the spreading warmth in her trousers. She’d peed in her pants! She was simultaneously embarrassed and terrified. But she knew she had to do something. She couldn't just stay here. She had to do something. Something! Her hands were shaking, trembling in her pant pockets.
EM: “Jesus Christ!”
ML: (While wagging her finger at her) “Bad language!”
EM started whimpering and we swung our heads away from the Tyrannosaur. Our flashlights streaked laterally-in time to see EM tripping over her high heels and struggling to get back up.
The police officers cuffed her and dragged her into their vehicle while she was screaming gibberish about knowing the mayor, having a cop brother, threatening to sue.
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Needless to say, we never saw her again.
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TL;DR Stupid entitled Karen who doesn’t believe in dinosaurs, comes face to face with one.

Just wondering if anyone else has these issues too, I’ve noticed it in Ghost of Tsushima, Elden Ring, The Surge and now Forgotten City. All PS5 version except Surge.
The issue occurs mainly when approaching a new ‘area’ or when moving the camera quickly. Tends to be happen on doors, archways, windows. Almost as if the visual can’t be loaded instantly. Is that normal?
Sounds trivial but it’s noticeable and breaks immersion somewhat. Don’t know if I’m expecting too much from modern day gaming but it’s bugging me.
Doesn’t happen in GoW:R so I’m guessing it’s something to do with more expansive open world games?

To celebrate Starlight Day, I figured that we should all take a moment to share the fanfictions from this timespan that we enjoyed.
The rules are that you can talk about any Starlight fanfic you want from 2022 and most recently: 2023.
This era for Starlight fanfictions felt like a redemption as not a lot of Starlight content was very pleasing for me in the past. They either made her into a joke or only mentioned her to point jabs at her past but now Starlight fanfics have been picking up recently.

Ok, let me explain as the title might not be clear enough.
I know there is Rivatuner Statistics Server (RTSS) which takes the data from other softwares and displays it on the screen while in-game, but my question isn't about RTSS, which is fine, but rather the other softwares which give the data to RTSS.
We have MSI Afterburner which has this feature for example but it's not the only thing it does, it also has overclock features, fan control, etc. and the ability to display data is not its primary feature and in my opinion is not really well made. It's confusing, seeing which information has been added to the OSD is not clear at first glance, it gives you very little hints of what it will look like once displayed and also rearranging stuff in different lines or columns is not an easy task when you have multiple items, making it pretty time consuming, especially if you have to edit/add items once a first setup has been already made. Now, there are also software like HWINFO which can do the same and basically only shows the data without the additional features, but still, it shares the same issues Afterburner has and it doesn't have the benchmark/frametime feature.
Now, my question is, why isn't there a software like HWINFO, but thought for showing info in the OSD? Which allows to see at first glance which data has been added, maybe grouped together, how it will look in game without having to open a game to test it, etc.? Maybe even something that doesn't use RTSS but has instead something integrated?
Just to be clear, I'm not saying the mentioned applications are bad, it's just that they're core task is not showing those information in games, but rather it's just a side feature they have.

Hi,
As said, for the past many months I have been feeling weirdly out of body and extremely dizzy. Anywhere I go, public or not, I would suddenly feel dizzy and feel like I’m about to faint, and lose contact with my body. I have to jolt up in my seat and it happens almost every night when I’m trying to sleep as I feel like I’m falling down just as I am dozing into sleep. Even in a room, the room feels like it is narrowing in on me and it feels like I am in a dream. In addition, my heart always feels like it is breathing too fast or not enough even when it is, and I commonly feel fullness in my chest or like I’m losing breath. I think I have some sort of anxiety, as my throat sometimes feels like it closes and a few weeks ago I had to get off of the bus because I began having a panic attack. However, I’m not sure what to do, what type of doctor to even talk to since I don’t know if it is mental and or physical. I don’t have recent health issues or hospital visits. Right now I’m feeling this way and also have cloudy thoughts. I get migraines here and there too, but not as frequently as I used to.
What do I do, has anyone heard of something like this before? Thanks!

College is a rough time. Everyone is flailing and trying to figure themselves out. For me personally, it was somehow one of the best and worst times of my life all at once.
I was lucky enough to find and live with a group of people who were like me. For the first time in my life, I learned that it was okay to be who I was, that there were others who had experiences similar to mine. I had been lost for a long time, and I finally felt like I was home.
We drank more than we should have, as many college kids do. We did some stupid shit and occasionally got into (minor) trouble. But we also had the most in-depth, soul-bearing 3am conversations I’ve ever experienced. The catalyst for all this? More often than not, Yellowtail Cabernet Sauvignon.
This past weekend I had the joy to reconnect with an old friend from that time. They came over to my house and we sat for hours, just talking and drinking - you guessed it - Yellowtail cab sav.
Did it smell and taste like grape juice mixed with hand sanitizer? Yeah. But the moment it touched my lips I was transported half a decade back in time. All of a sudden, the world around us was much smaller, with two twin XL beds, string lights, and a pink/blue mandala tapestry from Target. My friend had bleach-burnt hair and I was wearing the sweater I wish I still had.
Now, I’ve expanded my pallet a lot since college, but I still have yet to taste another wine with the power of time travel.
In that moment I realized I had forgotten something important. Wine is about more than just tasting notes, pairings, regions, and vintages. It’s about the people you drink it with, and the memories you make, or perhaps lose, together.

Pretty much that. Didn't even have time to process the fact I have adhd, they just attacked me for getting diagnosed. They thought it was a waste of time, and I shouldn't be "dependent on therapists" or "let a diagnosis limit me and convince myself Im weak." I don't know where that came from, considering all I'd said was "hey so I got diagnosed with inattentive adhd". I got really upset, I felt hurt, they didnt even ask how I feel or understand what inattentive ADHD is. I tried to tell them the psychologist welcomes any questions and they didnt even care, they were just against the fact I keep trying to understand the whys of my actions. I was told "stop seeking and digging around, just accept who you are and live with it (instead of going to therapists)". Idk. Im hurt. I dont know what to do now.

So context
I'm dating this girl and for the most part our relationship makes me happy and I feel like no one else gets me the way she does.
The problem is that 2 years ago I kissed another girl, I immediately regretted it and blocked that girl because I wanted nothing to do with her.
I told my girlfriend and she was rightly upset and hurt, we worked through it and I spent a lot of time trying to prove to her that I'm not a cheater and that something like that would never happen again. And she forgave me and our relationship is at the best place it's ever been.
Every now and then though she gets triggered by something (like a movie or a video about cheating) and she freaks out and goes into a depressed state. I've helped her out of these states on a dozen occasions but I've reached the point where I can't keep going back to what happened because it hurts me everytime.
I'm really worried that she will keep doing this for the rest of our lives and I don't know if can cope with that, what will it be like when she moves in with me and I can't just ignore it. Should I consider breaking up with her?
I know I'm the person who caused the pain and trauma but I've done everything in my power to make things right and she says she has forgiven me. It just feels unfair to have to live with this for the rest of my life when I didn't actually allow myself to start an affair or get caught up in an entanglement.

I’m not even talking about the orders, which generally suck. I’m talking about the actual app itself. It’s the worst app I have by far. Here’s a list of reasons why:

1. The app drains my battery. I can’t have the app on for more than maybe 45 minutes before my battery is completely drained. This doesn’t happen with DoorDash or any other app. For whatever reason the Uber app destroys my battery life
   
2. You can’t ignore the offers. On DoorDash, if you swipe up on your screen, the offer doesn’t come back. On Uber, it doesn’t matter, it demands that you acknowledge it. It’s really annoying as hell, plus the sound makes me want to punch something. It’s really grating on the ears
   
3. Trip radar- This might be the most useless function of any app. You will get pinged with trip radar, then get the offer again. I hate this function, and have found no way to turn it off. The few times I have tried to take a trip with trip radar, the offer got matched to another driver. The whole thing just seems pretentious as hell
   
4. There’s too much crap going on the app, it’s too difficult to contact support. The app is just confusing. When I first started, I had a hell of a time contacting support about an issue. There’s no functionality at all with this app. It actually stresses me out at times.
   

Anyone have anything to add?
Edit: I forgot about that stupid hand gesture they have now on the app. That’s annoying as hell too.