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How to keep bugs off skin.

2023.06.02 21:50 RemarkableRough4438 How to keep bugs off skin.

Hey y’all,
I’m getting ready to go camping and I’m wondering how to keep ticks and mosquitos off my hammock and my body. I heard you can treat your clothes / hammock / tarp with permethrin. Is it safe to soak underwear too? I’ve gotten ticks down there before and it sucks. Should I put anything directly on my skin? Lastly should I also soak UQ and OQ?
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2023.06.02 21:29 StrivingJarl Metallix Uprising - Chapter 4

Metallix Uprising - Chapter 4
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Chapter 4: Pity

\11 AS. Quartz Quadrant (Good Future).\**
Sonic runs around an underground utopia colored green with glowing buildings, opulent towers of crystals, and mountains and forestry. With 4 Time Stones in his possession, and the Robot Generators of this area destroyed, the blue blur is trying to find any sign of either Robotnik or Metal Sonic. He’s particularly eager to throw hands with his robotic faker, but he’s able to enjoy the sights as he continues on.
Sonic: “Man…this place is beautiful…”
Sonic: “Those crystals are especially eye-catching! I’m a little tempted to grab one of them, and take it with me as a souvenir!”
Sonic: “But I don’t wanna mess with anything! So I’ll just admire it from a distance!”
Soon enough, Sonic arrives at a room with a conveyor belt, and a long, tube-shaped mech attached to the ceiling, where Dr. Robotnik resides inside. He appears to be doing something with the mech’s console, clearly a little annoyed as he talks to himself.
Robotnik: “Ugh! This is much worse than the future I made!”
Sonic: “You’re just salty because your face isn’t plastered everywhere!”
Hearing the words of his enemy, Robotnik perks up a bit and looks at Sonic, who waves with a smug smirk. Then, with an angered expression, the doctor presses a button on his console, which causes the tube-shaped mech he’s in to drop to the conveyor belt floor, with an audible thunk. Plus, the entrance Sonic just went through is blocked by a spiked wall.
Robotnik: “Tch! Even if that WAS the case, I would still hate this!”
Robotnik: “Hence, why I’m gonna have to grab those Time Stones you collected!”
Sonic: “I thought your plan was to have your robo-hog beat me at Stardust Speedway, and get all the Time Stones then?”
Robotnik: “That’s mainly for Metal Sonic to fight you! I don’t mind getting a few of those gemstones a little earlier than planned!”
Robotnik: “Now, get a load of THIS!”
Pressing another button on his console, Robotnik activates the conveyor belt, which starts to push Sonic towards the spiked wall. Though, the blue blur isn’t fazed, and just starts running while smirking at the round doctor, who looks like he was expecting something much different.
Sonic: “Is THIS seriously your plan, Eggman? Trying to give me a workout?”
Robotnik: “No! I had a different machine set up here!”
Sonic: “Heh! Guess changing the future erased whatever robot you were gonna use from existence!”
Robotnik: “Well, it’s no issue! I can still take you out!”
Grabbing ahold of the two console sticks, Robotnik spawns a few spiked bombs from his machine that move across the ceiling, before falling down onto the conveyor belt to hurt Sonic. But sadly for the doctor, the hedgehog is easily able to dodge these bombs, while continuing to get on his nerves.
Sonic: “Running AND dodging? You’re really trying to make me work up a sweat!”
Robotnik: “Rrrgghhhh! No matter! Once you arrive at Stardust Speedway, Metal Sonic will destroy you without any issue!”
Sonic: “While you are here, I figure I should ask about him.”
Sonic: “For your first attempt at making a robot version of me, chrome dome looks pretty advanced.”
Robotnik: “Impressed? I knew from the start that he would be my greatest creation yet!”
Robotnik: “And while it would have taken me a year to fully complete and perfect him, the Time Stone gave me all the time in the world to do so!”
As the two continue their conversation, the bottom of Robotnik’s tube-mech starts to burn due to the friction from the conveyor belt. And after dodging another few bombs, Sonic starts to run backwards while talking.
Sonic: “Admittedly, he is pretty tough. Even has some of my moves.”
Sonic: “I’m guessing you used some data or whatever from our last few encounters?”
Robotnik: “Exactly! It’s why I captured and sent you to Robotnik Island and the Super Labyrinth in the first place!”
Robotnik: “A means to figure out what makes you tick, and how your speed works!”
Sonic: “Hmph. Trying to use my speed for your goals?”
Before Robotnik can respond, his tube-mech burns even more from the friction with the conveyor belt, destroying itself little-by-little. Then, he continues, with Sonic turning back to run normally.
Robotnik: “Why wouldn’t I want to use your power for myself? It’s what makes you such a pain in my side!”
Sonic: “Even so, there’s no way Metal can compare to me! I’ll prove it when the time comes!”
Robotnik: “Don’t be so confident! The original isn’t always the best!”
Robotnik: “And when the time comes, Metal will prove that fact!”
Sonic smirks a bit at Robotnik’s remark, but before he can comment on it, the tube-mech breaks down even more. Plus, the doctor’s starting to tap his feet a bit from the heat of the friction, clearly looking panicked. And as for the blue blur, he’s still dodging the bombs easily, while continuing his smack-talk.
Sonic: “What’s the matter, doc? Feeling the burn? Losing a few pounds?”
Robotnik: “S-Shut up! I just…have to get going now!”
Despite his feet-tapping, Robotnik manages to set his tube-mech to auto-pilot with the console, and proceeds to run off, while using the Time Stone he has to teleport away. And in a few seconds, the machine is destroyed, and Sonic heads off, reaching the Flower Capsule.
Sonic: “Heh! That was a nice little workout! But I think I ought to get going!”
After destroying the Flower Capsule, releasing all the colorful flowers within it, Sonic heads out of Quartz Quadrant, ready for whatever comes next.
\Some time later. Wacky Workbench (Present).\**
In a large warehouse with purple walkways, abstract mechanisms, a flashing checkered floor with bouncing platforms, grounded police sirens, and atom-like structures that generate electrical currents, Sonic is trying to carefully navigate the area, but is definitely struggling.
Because of all the bouncing platforms, electrical currents, and the many badniks, Sonic has been getting hurt a lot. However, he’s eventually able to reach an enclosed area with metal pistons, where he can catch his breath. And once he does, the blue blur starts an angry rant about what he just went through.
Sonic: “This place is an absolute mess! There’s so much I have to watch out for!”
Sonic: “Just how does Robotnik get through here!? Does he have some sort of secret passage somewhere!?”
Sonic: “Ugh! Trying to find the Robot Generators here is gonna be a chore!”
Sonic: “But whatever! I still gotta fix this place! And I can use the Time Stones I have to get to the past easily!”
Trying to calm down a little, Sonic pulls out the purple Time Stone, and puts it up into the air, where it starts to emit a sparkly glow. Then, the world around the blue blur is covered in sparkly green energy, as the landscape changes. In only a few seconds, the energy disappears, and the hedgehog takes a look around.
Now, the warehouse appears to be under construction, with much of the girders and platforms colored green. The canyon area outside is also exposed, alongside some cranes, scaffolds, and girders looming below. But stuff like the checkered floor and bouncing platforms are still present. Seeing that not much has changed from the Present time, Sonic lets out an annoyed sigh.
Sonic: “Dangit…I was hoping traversing this place would be easier in the past…”
Sonic: “Though, at least it doesn’t look as bad as before.”
Feeling more confident and collected, Sonic decides to get a move on. Though, just as he turns around to where the metal pistons are, he’s startled by something he wasn’t expecting to see. It was Metal Sonic, but…it looked more blue than it was supposed to be. And that’s when the blue blur sees what it is.
It was a hologram of Metal Sonic, who’s stomping on one of the animals in Wacky Workbench. Nearby was the projector device. Now knowing it’s not the real deal, Sonic sighs and comments on the hologram.
Sonic: “A hologram projector, huh? Guess this is supposed to scare the animals here? Or is this some way of messing with me?”
Sonic: “Well, either way, it’s getting smashed.”
Walking over to the projector device, Sonic proceeds to stomp on it, crushing the thing to pieces, and causing the hologram to fade out. After that, the hedgehog thinks on a few things.
Sonic: “Come to think of it, I haven’t seen Metal Sonic in a while…and I don’t know how Amy’s doing currently…”
Sonic: “She’s probably freaked out right now…but I think I’m getting close to Stardust Speedway!”
Sonic: “So, I need to wrap things up here, and rescue her! Plus, send robo me to the scrap heap!”
Sonic: “Then, I can take care of Robotnik, save Little Planet, and call it a day!”
With a smirk, Sonic heads off to find the Robot Generators in Wacky Workbench, determined to do what he does best: Save the day, and beat Robotnik at whatever he does!
\Some time later. Stardust Speedway (Bad Future).\**
Amy Rose sits down on the floor in her empty metal cell, having a downcast expression. Outside of the cell, a few Badniks are watching over her, making sure she doesn’t try anything. However, the pink hedgehog has come to see that she can’t do much here, aside from mess with her Tarot Cards and think to herself.
Occasionally, the Badniks deliver some food and drinks to Amy, but they all don’t taste very good. So, the pink hedgehog hasn’t eaten much, and she’s feeling both bored, and concerned for what could happen next. Especially if Sonic isn’t able to find and rescue her. However, she refuses to give in to despair. She knows her hero will save her.
In order to distract herself from her situation for a bit, Amy decides to mess with her Tarot Cards again. Though, just a little while after she starts, she hears the sound of mechanical footsteps, which means her kidnapper has shown up again. Looking up towards the laser gate, the pink hedgehog sees Metal Sonic staring at her, with the Badniks being told to leave.
In it’s hands is a metal tray with some fried eggs, a biscuit with the Robotnik logo on it, and a plastic cup with water in it. This catches Amy’s attention, and she goes up to the laser gate as the robotic hedgehog speaks.
Metal Sonic: “Sonic The Hedgehog will arrive here soon.”
Metal Sonic: “Hence, you must be properly fed before the trap is set.”
Amy: “Ummm…thank you, but why not have these robots deliver this to me?”
Metal Sonic: “I decided that you should be notified ahead of time, so that you can make peace with your fate.”
Metal Sonic: “And while I was at it, I decided to take the food here myself.”
Amy: “...”
Amy gives a curious look towards Metal Sonic, seemingly trying to figure something out. This continues for a few seconds until the robotic hedgehog speaks again.
Metal Sonic: “...What is with that expression? Are you not interested in food currently?”
Metal Sonic: “If that is the case, then I shall promptly throw this away.”
Amy: “No, it’s not that! I just don’t buy your reasoning for coming here!”
Amy: “You didn’t really need to tell me Sonic was gonna be here soon, and you didn’t need to feed me ahead of time.”
Amy: “To me, it seems like you want to make me a little happier in my final moments.”
Metal Sonic: “Consider it your last moment of peace before the inevitable.”
Metal Sonic: “After I’ve killed my organic counterpart, you will follow suit.”
As Amy continues the conversation, Metal Sonic puts the tray of food into a compartment in the wall, which moves over to the other side of the laser gate, allowing Ms. Rose to eat some of it. Though, she just keeps talking.
Amy: “I still don’t buy it! You may say that you’re just a killing machine, but I think there’s more to you than that!”
Amy: “You have your own thoughts, and the ability to make your own decisions! Not like the rest of these machines, who just follow orders!”
Amy: “And while you can deny it all you like, I know deep down, you’ve got a bit of a soft spot!”
Metal Sonic: “Once again, you talk nonsense out of desperation.”
Metal Sonic: “If I was ordered to by my master, I wouldn’t hesitate to destroy you.”
Metal Sonic: “I don’t even know why I bother listening to you when it doesn’t benefit my directives.”
Amy: “Well…maybe it’s because you want to listen?”
Amy: “Not because it benefits you in any way, but rather, because you’re interested in what I have to say?”
Amy: “And maybe…a part of you enjoys listening to what I have to say, too?”
Metal Sonic: “...”
The two hedgehogs share a moment of silence, with the pink one smiling at the robotic one, hoping to reach through to it. But when the moment passes, Metal Sonic responds.
Metal Sonic: “...I’ll admit hearing such differing thoughts and views compared to Robotnik was interesting.”
Metal Sonic: “But I don’t care about what you say to me. As far as I’m aware, you’re merely dirt beneath my feet.”
Amy: “Then why do you keep this conversation going?”
Metal Sonic: “Why does it matter to you? Why do you bother speaking to me?”
Metal Sonic: “I was the one who kidnapped and imprisoned you. I’m the one who’s about to kill the one you love.”
Metal Sonic: “These factors indicate you should hate me. Yet, you insist on talking to me every time I’m here.”
Amy: “Well…I wouldn’t say I like you.”
Amy: “More so…I pity you.”
Amy: “No matter how much you deny it, you’re more than a killing machine. You have your own emotions and thoughts.”
Amy: “You can do so much more with your life. Yet, you keep following some madman who only sees you as a tool for his own desires.”
Metal Sonic: “Dr. Robotnik considers me his greatest creation. Why would he not care?”
Amy: “Just because you’re his greatest creation doesn’t mean he genuinely cares for your well-being.”
Amy: “What if he decides to replace you with a more advanced robot?”
Metal Sonic: “He has no need for it! I’m already advanced enough!”
Amy: “Then what if you fail a mission, and he ends up scraping you? Or leaves you to die?”
Metal Sonic: “I never fail!”
Amy: “No one is perfect! Everyone makes mistakes sometimes! Even you!”
Amy: “But if your creator saw you fail…what would happen?”
Amy: “Do you really think he’d be understanding? That he would-”
Metal Sonic: “ENOUGH!”
Suddenly, Metal Sonic punches the laser gate, startling Amy and making her fall to the ground. She’s clearly frightened, as the robotic hedgehog glares at her while ranting.
Metal Sonic: “It doesn’t matter if he cares about me or not! What matters is that I accomplish every directive he sets for me!”
Metal Sonic: “And I don’t make mistakes! I am the most advanced and powerful machine ever created!”
Metal Sonic: “Even Sonic can’t compare to me! He’s nothing more than my inferior counterpart!”
Amy: “...”
Despite her fear, Amy puts on a brave face as she gets back up. Metal Sonic has basically proven her point. He DOES have his own thoughts and emotions. He IS more than a machine. And now realizing that he snapped, the robotic hedgehog moves his fist off the laser gate and backs up a bit, looking down at the ground with clenched hands.
But before either of them can comment on this, Robotnik walks in. He’s clearly a little annoyed, though also looking eager for some reason. This snaps Metal Sonic out of his current state, as he looks over at his creator. Amy also stares at the round doctor too with an irritated expression. Then, the robotic hedgehog speaks.
Metal Sonic: “...Is it time, master?”
Robotnik: “It’s fast approaching. The hedgehog just got out of Wacky Workbench, and has the 5 Time Stones we need.”
Robotnik: “Hence, we need to set up the trap now. I’ve already moved the Robot Generators somewhere else so that Sonic can’t mess with the future of this area.”
Robotnik: “So, let’s grab the girl here, and take her to the raceway.”
Metal Sonic: “Yes. I’ve waited too long for this moment.”
After turning the laser gate off with the console, Metal Sonic proceeds to grab Amy by her wrists, despite her best efforts to escape, and then flies off to the racetrack where his fight with Sonic will take place. Robotnik also follows them in his Egg Mobile, eager to finally watch his greatest creation defeat his arch-nemesis.
While Amy is still very scared, she’s still holding onto hope. She knows Sonic will rescue her, no matter what Metal Sonic or Robotnik try to pull.
However…a part of Amy still feels pity for the metallic hedgehog…

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2023.06.02 21:23 decentacrosstheboard I fucked up my whole life (a cautionary tale)

First off... I've never been to jail for booze (save a DUI when I was 19, I'm ~40 now), I'm not a violent man when drinking, never been abusive, I have a steady job that makes good money, I'm a homeowner, I have decent credit etc. All of that will still be intact after you read this story. What might not be intact however, is my marriage or my family.
I've had some pretty decent stints of sobriety, but I was always more or less just "dry-drunk" white-knuckling without any real recovery. No surprise, I've had a handful of lapses. The biggest move I made was in December of last year going from a full 750ml of Vodka to nothing. I was so proud, what an amazing accomplishment. Until 3 mos later, another lapse. I fessed up to it, apologized, all was forgiven. This was gonna be the last one. Well, as usual I jumped back into hyper-focus mode, got in shape, started going to meetings, reading the books... doing the work. But... I got complacent again.
Lo and behold, I'm cleaning out the basement and I find a box from when we moved and there's a bottle of my old favorite inside. What's one sip?
Fast-forward to today, just over 1 week later, we're talking about divorce. My drinking ratcheted up from that one sip to almost half a bottle in a week. The worst thing was my SO had to catch me, and then in my drunken hubris I lied about it. Out came the old trusty breathalyzer, which I decried faulty and argued with of course. Finally after overwhelming evidence to the former, I conceded and proceeded to leave to sleep it off at my parents house.
In my world of delusion, I came back home in the morning expecting to just say I was sorry and move on, but that option was not available to me this time. This time, it was different. This time, my SO realized they're married to a ticking time bomb. This time, my SO realized that they didn't have to be with a drunk and a liar. My SO is not a drinker, never has been, no one in her family is, and none of her friends are. I try to explain, but am quickly informed that anything I say looks like me attempting to manipulate the situation in my favor so I can get them to stick around, not that I'm actually remorseful for what I did and I want this to stop. I had to leave again... and the worst part? Even after all this shit, after everything that happened, sitting by myself at my parents house as a 40 year old man on the verge of losing his family, in the clothes I wore yesterday, I was still fighting the urge to have another one.
Now we're completely fucked. We had vacations planned this summer, in-laws were coming to visit from overseas for a month in August, plans to move to a new place, retirements... basically short and long-term plans for the rest of our lives together that are all completely out the window in an instant. No idea what's going to happen to all that.
Looking back, I can never put my finger on exactly the reason behind my lapses/relapses. What was my purpose? What the fuck was I doing? Was I one day just going to walk in my house with a bottle of wine and tell my SO I was cured because somehow I was able to drink by myself in my basement? None of that makes any sense, which I know is a totally common thing for folks with AUD, and after the fact it couldn't be more clear that's what was happening. Alcohol does weird shit to logic and reason.
Regardless, I start IoP rehab next week. My SO is 100% convinced it won't work because I had to "get caught" first before taking the initiative, and that's a good point. If I hadn't been caught, I would 100% still be sneaking drinks like a 14 year old kid. All I know is I'm going to go full bore into this one. Even if I can't salvage my marriage, even if this chapter of my life is closing and it's all my fault, I still have a life I need to live for my kids and myself.
Have any of you had a success story where you didn't throw up your hands and say "I need help"? I'm cautiously optimistic with this, but could sure use some words of encouragement.
Thanks guys
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2023.06.02 21:12 Tomtomorrow9 trip report: Coe Trip over Memorial Day weekend

I posted pics separately but imgur link is here: https://imgur.com/a/QJYSL7D. Am discovering I am not a reddit-whiz. Here is my trip report.
Quick summary: Basic route: went from HQ to China Hole, up Narrows Trail, right on Bear Mtn Road to County Line Rd., left on that then Right on Chaparral trail, then short right on Red Creek and left on Robison Creek, then Right down Orestimba Creek Road, Right at Hartman to Mississipi lake, South on Willow Ridge Road, right on willow ridge trail and back to HQ. I think total mileage about 45 miles with some detours and about 6,200 feet elevation gain. For Coe a lot of people, but still able to camp by myself every night. Weather was perfect: lows upper 40s highs b/w upper 60s and mid 70s. Bugs: minimal, bothered me about an hour total around sunset over 5 days, had a couple bites, didn’t use deet. Water – plentiful in China Hole area, available in Red Creek with good flow but I don’t know how long, not much in upper Robison creek but plenty lower down in creek, plentiful Orestimba creek. For me, Coe is usually too hot and dry after Memorial Day but I think this year may be an exception if anyone still wants to give it a shot while they wait for snow to melt in Sierra.
Extended description:
From HQ to China Hole, up Narrows, past Miller field and Arnold Horse Camp, right on Bear Mountain Road, camped just above/North of Water Gulch right before Bear Mountain Road crosses East Fork Coyote to begin steep climb up Bear Mountain. I don’t know maybe about 8 or 9 miles all flat and downhill with of course some slower creek walking which I like.
There is a lot of flat space there. Water was flowing well and clear. Pro tips: don’t mash your finger with rock while putting in stakes. Don’t get both your hiking socks and camping socks wet. Not that I did that…I am much smarter than that.
Saw a couple people on way to China Hole, and two more b/w Los Cruzeros and Bear Mountain Road intersection. No one after that.
– Up up up Bear Mountain Road. Though steep I kinda liked it. Might have been worse going downhill ‘cause knees. Lots of what I think is mountain lion scat some disturbingly fresh. Lots and lots of pretty views. Didn’t see a soul. Just for kicks, took second right, first right after Bear Mopuntain peak Trail, on to first turn off for Bear Springs trail, thinking I’d see if I could find Spring. Gave up after about ¾ mile as seemed blocked by brush and didn’t want to poke around to find trail. I know people go frequently on bear spring to mississippi lake - maybe the second right at County Line road is better bear spring trail route - or maybe if I had poked around a bit I’d have found trail. I dunno.
- Then left on County Line road. You get to some barbed wire as is private property but look to your right and can easily step over and continue. Though feels weird/questionable to do this, I believe is completely legit as long as stay on trail to pass through the private property. Was feeling like a real explorer but then humbled by crossing path with high school group out for graduation trip. They were cheerful and was good to see them having fun.
-Then right on Chaparral Trail. I knew it’d be steep and was not a great trail but was worse than I expected, perhaps partly because was getting tired and it was getting hot. A real knee-buster in places. Often blocked by growth. Easy to lose trail (though I was tired and bombing down it so maybe if I was more careful would have been better). I lost it pretty badly at one point and got stuck doing some real bushwacking through shrubs to get back on it – scratching up my clothes and self a bit. Pro tip: don’t do this. Didn’t see anyone.
- At bottom of Chaparral trail, took right and found first shady spot by Red Creek. No one there. It is really pretty valley plain with a lot of flat spaces for camping. Very very nice. I was tired and it felt like mid-70s. I figured I was probably covered with ticks so stripped down put all my clothes save boxers in permeable bag (senchi bag) with rock in it to allow the creek to wash everything off. Then took washcloth bath in creek. Water flowing well though was not a ton. I don’t know maybe up to my ankles. While airdrying in sun in my boxers while creek washed my clothes, high school group came by again – awkward. Hung up my clothes to dry a bit (but not too much as wanted them a little moist to stay cool) and hung out enjoying the sun on my skin. Pro tip: if your skin hasn’t seen sun in I don’t know a year, uhm, don’t do this, you will get a burn. But again I would not do this. I am much smarter than that.
-High school group continued down red creek road and camped out of site/sound at intersection of Robison Creek trail. I walked around Red creek a bit but mostly just hung around then cowboy camped in bivy. Got a lot of dew and outer bag and borah bivy alarmingly wet but I was dry inside and worked out okay. Really pretty stars. Nice afternoon and evening.
- All in all was I don’t know maybe 8 or 10 miles for day
-Went south on Red creek and in only .2 or so left on Robison Creek trail. High school group was camped there as well as another group of 3 or 4. Robison creek trail was somewhat encroached with grass but easy to follow and pretty and I was excited to be in Orestimba. After a couple miles or so you hit upper portions of Robison creek and trail follows creek northeast. At upper creek, not much water, I guess you could pull in an emergency but not really flowing and gnarly looking to me. Followed creek trail and as you went down flow got good. Lots of crossings. At intersection of Pinto creek is pretty field with lots of flat spots for camping. Would be nice to camp there one day. Saw party of 3 or 4 that had camped at beginning of Robison trail.

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2023.06.02 21:06 fireswordg4 Am I the asshole for destroying a 5 Year friendship between me a friend

I (19) male had a friend (19) male we will call him Jim. Me and Jim had met while in high school and hit it off. He was different not in a mental way or anything just his personality was out going and a little manipulative. Our freshman year it was just me, Jim, and Ken (another friend) we spent time together every day but I was always the middle person because they would fight and I had to stop it.
Then the problems started the next year Jim introduced me to a table group but I was reluctant to come. We all sat down and my gf now was the person that I was introduced to we will call her Christy (17). I hadn't realized Jim liked her to but I was to scared to say anything but as the year progressed he started to talk to me less and got more aggressive to me. I didn't do anything because I would be judged for beating up a kid with hearing aids not even kidding.
When the school year was over it was during COVID and me and everyone in the group had split off except for me and Ken. Jim purposefully made it known that he wanted to try the friendship agian and I gave in because of Ken. Me and Christy had started talking agian while I was dating someone so we decided to be more like brother and sister but that ended up brining us closer. Our senior year started and he got snotty and stuck up and at points I wanted to punch his lights out but at the same time I was in a tough spot in my life.
While we were in a speech class together he would make comments on how I was depressed and how I should seek therapy I told him to f off because I knew it wouldn't help me in the slightest. He kept pushing until I pushed him and he got pissed and I didn't apologize. At the end of the year he was spreading rumors about me and my past and a recent relationship choice I made. I found out and got ticked and stopped talking to him.
He went to college and I'm the past 2 months he had tricked Ken to make a call with all three of us and when he did this I wasn't pleased because he was bad mouthing Christy and my face looked like I was gonna kill him. Ken, Christy, and me ended up writing a message to Jim saying that we are breaking the friendship apart because he was very rude to everyone and lied to us and since then he hasn't talked to us that I know of.
So am I the ass hole
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2023.06.02 21:03 Background-Stay1750 Rockstar Energy Drink Jobs, this one's an elaborate scam.

I received a DM on Twitter several weeks ago about having my vehicle wrapped in Rockstar energy drink vinyl decals for a summer promotion lasting 12 weeks. I was asked to fill out an application online to be part of the promotion. PepsiCo the parent company of Rockstar would pay me $2,300 up front for the wrap on my truck and $1,000 per week to just drive around like I normally do for the next 12 weeks. It seemed too good to be true and as it turned out it was. Yesterday I received the $2,300 check via USPS second day air. This morning I went to deposit the check using my mobile app and within 10 minutes received an email telling me the check was altered / fraudulent. The part that really ticked me off was I told the middleman who originally contacted me that I would get in touch with the local sign company who were supposed to be preparing to install the decals on my truck on Monday June 5th. I set the appointment myself with one of the installers from the company who I'm sure will be surprised to know that this was just an elaborate scam to launder stolen money through my bank account. If anyone else out there has been approached to participate in this program I warn you do not entertain the idea it is a waste of time energy and will likely put your bank on fraud alert flagging your account. I'm sure that is what my bank is doing after this incident. I welcome anybody's input if they have been involved in a scam with Rockstar energy and PepsiCo. I sure would like to prosecute these bastards.
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2023.06.02 21:01 twophonesonepager Losing track of time…. Please help.

I’m 33 today but it’s not a happy birthday. Each birthday reminds me and those around me of my ailment. As I sit in my wheelchair, facing the two melting candles, I feel unable to muster a deep enough breath to blow them out.
My wife stares sadly at me, and my few friends gathered do the same. I know what they are thinking, “is this his last birthday? he looks ready to kick it.”
To describe my problem in the simplest of terms: I am old.
My face is wrinkled like that of a 90 year old, my body is spotted and the skin hangs off it in the most unattractive of places. I’m losing my eyesight, my hair is white, and I’m barely able to walk on my own. I’m so fucking old my boney, vein-riddled hands shake as I try to raise a spoonful of cake to my mouth. I mash the cake around my mouth with the few teeth I have left.
And all this biological ageing has happened to me over the last seven years. The doctors had many theories, but no solutions. Some said Progeria, the premature ageing syndrome, but that starts when you are young, usually just two years old. I was in my mid twenties when my ageing accelerated.
The doctors were not only useless they were suffocating. When you have an ailment as rare as mine there is an overwhelming pressure from the science and medical community to “discover” the cause. You might think this a good thing…. a glimmer of hope that my condition could be halted or reversed - but no - they are fuelled by greed. If they could figure out the cause of my ageing, they could potentially gain insight into all human ageing, and how to slow it and ultimately how to profit in the billions.
So I called a halt to the daily testing and life of a lab rat. And now I plan to live out my newfound old age in private, with my wife and friends.
I’m 33. I should be traveling the world, snowboarding, dancing, getting drunk with friends and staggering home yelling obscenities at five in the morning. But age has descended on my now frail body like an ever shrinking prison cell.
For six years I’ve turned to reddit for help on many varied topics. Troubleshooting houseplants, DIY car repair and even how to brush my dog’s teeth. I write this in a last ditch attempt that someone, a doctor, a psychologist or biologist, can identify what’s happening to me and help.
I think I was 26 when I started losing track of time. The scary thing is, I find that it’s really hard to remember the second half of my 20’s at all. It went by so, so fast. I have to look back at old emails, entries into my calendar and text messages to remind myself of where I was and what I was doing over the past few years.
But I do vividly remember when I first noticed time slipping on me. It was 2016, a year of many forgetful films and very few good ones. As a film buff I was always at the movies or reading the trade mags. I was at the cinema with Sammy (my girlfriend) watching one of the only good films of that year, Arrival.
Sammy and I shared a love for films and we sat in the very front row of a late night screening, so as to have the screen to ourselves. About 30 minutes into the film, it became tense, Sammy and I held hands. In a blink the credits were rolling. As the lights came up Sammy turned to me to get my thoughts on the film, but I had missed almost all of it. I was so embarrassed at having apparently fallen asleep, that I just agreed with everything that Sammy said about the film and then returned the next day to watch it alone.
This sort of thing started to happen more and more, and I thought I was losing my mind. There were times when Sammy and I would be in bed spooning after an evening love session, and suddenly it would be morning and I would feel completely unrested.
Other times my loss of time was welcoming. Like the time we flew 13hrs to Australia, in cramped seats with crying babies on either side. That flight which was bound to torture me for hours felt as if it was just ten minutes long.
But I wasn’t really scared until I noticed the physical effects of lost time. It started with the crows feet around my eyes, then the grey hairs began to appear, the back pain and eventually the liver spots. All of this before the age of 30.
The hardest part was the reaction of those around me. My friends teased at first, about the grey hair and the wrinkles but as my condition developed most of them became concerned or disappeared from my life entirely.
At Christmas when a family photo was taken, I was devastated to see I looked older than my own parents.
And yet Sammy stayed by my side, never seeming to notice, never seeming to be concerned or bothered despite me constantly unloading my despair on her. Sammy just continued to smile, her youthful smile, a smile that never changed over the seven years we’ve been together.
And now as I chew my cake and Sammy happily enjoys hers and laughs with our friends, I wonder why she stuck with me so long. She hasn’t changed a bit from the day I met her, she was 21 at the time and doesn’t look a day older now. When people see us together they think she’s my granddaughter. When they find out we’re a couple they are then disgusted and think she’s a gold-digger, the sad part is I’m far from rich and she is now the sole provider for our household.
I fall asleep in my chair, which is common these days as I have little energy, and by the time I awake my friends have all left. Sammy wheels me out of the kitchen and into the bedroom. She gets in the shower and I ease myself out of the chair and change into the pyjamas that are folded on the corner of the bed.
I’m determined again tonight not to lose track of time. This is something I do every night now.
I lay on my side, the covers pulled up to my chin, and I stare at the clock on the bedside table.
The time is 9:48 PM.
As the clock ticks I count the seconds in my head. tick. tick. tick. tick.
I’m not ready to die.
tick. tick.
I have my whole life ahead of me.
tick. tick.
I’m terrified.
tick. tick.
I count every second and every minute until Sammy comes out of the bathroom ready for bed.
The time is 10:28 PM.
Sammy lays down beside me, puts her arm around me and grabs my hand. The time is 7:15 AM.
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2023.06.02 20:59 Wither_nightmare noice farm u got there villager

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2023.06.02 20:55 DisBeeSophie Assessments for upper limb weakness- stroke ward

Hi everyone. I was wondering what assessments I can do for Upper limb weakness, want to be sure I can tick everything off my list. E.g I have washing and dressing assessment. My patient also has alzhiemers
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2023.06.02 20:44 Lea-ChainTrail Follow-up: State of Algorand Weekly Report

Follow-up: State of Algorand Weekly Report

Hi all,
A couple of days ago we launched the State of Algorand Daily report. At that time we got a lot of feedback that daily was a bit 'too' much, therefore most of you would rather like to have access to a weekly one.
Well - now is the time to act on that! We've just launched the Weekly version of our State of Algorand report. Which will show all daily metrics, but then on a weekly basis. BUT - also a day by day growth perspective of the amount of blockchain transactions from the past 7 days.
Of course, it'll also have our on AI driven summary. So you can also opt to only read the quick summary rather than checking the stats piece by piece.
You can signup via chaintrail.io/registe OR go to your profile at chaintrail.io/useprofile/ in case you already have an account (and tick the Notification boxes on/off on what you'd like to receive).
The first mail will go out next monday morning at 06:00 UTC.
As always - let us know what you think. And in case of feedback: State of Algorand reports or ChainTrail in general. Please head over to the comments section and drop it in there.
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2023.06.02 20:35 JuiceThink7671 I lost my ability to trust Love when I was a Teen

This story begins when my (28MtF) family and I moved from Indiana to Lake Worth, Florida when I was about 14 years old. I had my Dad, my step-mom, and my fundamentalist grandma as far as parental figures go. Up until that point I had been a social outcast, dealing with bullying and the like in Indiana's poorly run school system. I met a girl right before we made the moved. This was the first girl to really seem to notice me. We exchanged numbers and kept talking but eventually we lost contact. I remember being devastated but not completely broken by the move due to the fact that life got better for me in Florida. After close to two years in Florida I was 16. I had been held back a year so I was just beginning high school. Up until the beginning of that summer we had lived in a nice school district, and I was still attending school in that district. In December of that year (2011) my family was dealing with the effects of bad financial planning and unbeknownst to me they were planning on moving back to Indiana. I met my first love that December as well. It just clicked. One day her (we'll call her "K") and I were sitting in art class and some students were teasing us because they had noticed us looking at each other. We had barely spoken a word to each other before this point, but I trusted the moment. I reached over and began to hold her hand underneath the table. I remember the euphoria I felt whenever she grasped my hand just as tightly. After class we had a conversation with each other about our feelings, and agreed to start dating. It turned out we were both dealing with similar situations. My Fundie grandma had me still indoctrinated into Pentecostalism, and K's family was hardline Jehovah's Witnesses. We both knew that if our respective parental figures found out we were dating they would try to keep us apart. A month passed and we were able to keep it a secret, but I found out I was moving back to Indiana. I told them about my relationship with K. My grandma was angry but my parents didn't care they had left the church a long time before I did. I think this is the instance that really solidified my hatred for my parents. I remember there was one instance where my dad made a joke about how we move 2,000 miles every time I found a girlfriend. I saw her one more time after that. I went to my old school's talent show. K was performing a song that night, "Someone Like You" by Adele. She pulled me backstage away from her parents after the talent show and kissed me. The ride back from Florida in the car with my grandma was brutal. I sobbed for most of the 16-hour drive. Whenever we got back to Indiana I went back to being bullied. I never was able to let K go. This was the time when I started to show outward ticks, such as tremors. My grandma told my parents that she thought they had fried my brain. Nobody ever tried to help me. I still believed in god at this point but I fucking despised him. My prayers turned into empty threats made to a god who wasn't even there. I messaged K on and off for 6 years. Always just wanting to tell her that I still loved her, but never being able to feel vulnerable enough to do that. I was ashamed that I hadn't been able to let go of her and I felt like a creep. I began trying to replace her with other women. Looking for someone who was exactly like her and never finding them. 12 years later I feel like my partner is just going to disappear when I'm in a relationship. I can't trust that anything can ever be stable and it's tearing me apart. I feel like everything can be ripped away at a moments notice.
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2023.06.02 20:31 JAdoreLaFrance Laas - just an amazing character I found so much in common with.

So I'm British Indian, and grew up in the 80's where racial suspicion hadn't yet given way to racial tolerance, from childhood very much an outsider in my land of birth, never feeling at home, never feeling accepted, and with that cold interior worldview, that comes from a lifetime of peer rejection, a deliberate mask of outward jollity to this day, hiding an utter disdain for those who only have me here on sufferance.
Laas, however, is a step BEYOND me. He's what I'm turning into. He doesn't put on an air of "I'm like you, see?" to integrate. Much like early Ro Laren on TNG, he has a healthy disdain for those who mistreated him. And the more he understands us, the colder his disgust of us. I do know how he feels.
What struck me about Laas is he out-Odos Odo. Odo hardly goes out of his way to make himself likeable (to humans), even when his race go to war with us. He sees himself as sufficient unto himself - you don't like me, you can suck a fat one. Personally I love that "not here to please you" mentality, as someone who has a lifetime's experience understanding the destruction caused by that "people-pleaser" mentality.
Laas, to my amazement, actually ticks people off 10x faster. He openly belittles solids to our faces, and seems, to my even greater amazement still, to just being factual about it, despite having plenty of reason to be hurt/miserable/resentful. There isn't a trace of emotion in his derision of use, his disdain isn't even a cold one, it's utterly disconnected and partitioned off from the hurtfulness he must have felt in his formative years.
In short, I'm saying whoever wrote Laas is an absolute genius whose hand I'd love to shake and buy a drink. Of course he'd probably tell me to go f*ck myself, and I'd smile.

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2023.06.02 20:26 Tiff_Raff Tick Identification

Tick Identification
Hi all! I was hoping you could identify this tick I pulled off my scalp today. I live in Tuscaloosa AL but recently traveled to Atlanta, GA and Shepherdsville, KY this past weekend so not sure regionally where it came from. Thank you!!!
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2023.06.02 20:25 trashaccumulator Why I disagree with the fsoa changes

Why I disagree with the fsoa changes
Wall of text but what jagex just pulled with the fsoa beta is bs. Why even have the beta if you don't even accept the feedback provided by the players? The poll in the beta showed that the majority of people did not think the staff was ready. I'm not saying they should leave the fsoa as is, but the beta version is not nearly as fun to use. Simple as that. The fun was pop off specs you get occasionally that added a lot of variance to your rotations, the new one is kind of just "Do the same rota every spec" making every rotation feel like the rotas we did before fsoa tier weapons. The fsoa provided a fresh style of combat where you could do different things instead of a preset rotation.
tl;dr - The new fsoa isn't nearly as well designed or fun to use. The reasoning for the nerf was a lie, it's not near infinite. Crit chance as a whole is very broken for all styles, not just magic - it's better to monitor the crit additions or add non-base crit%, imo. I think the reason for this nerf is bc necro summons can crit with magic and generate passive crits, this information would have completely changed the perception of this nerf and should have been given, if this is the case (maybe it's not).
Here are two images from a sheet I made showing the theoretical differences between the staff specs, but using the same damage value for the fsoa autos and fsoa casts for the different specs. This keeps a reference between the two to show the damage differences purely from the crit potential. This is just to show how much the staff has theoretically been nerfed so everyone has as much info as possible.
Live game crit%, 38%. 19% nerf

Crit% where the current fsoa becomes a problem, 60%. 40% nerf
I can provide a link to this sheet for anyone that wants it, but idt reddit allows random google sheets links. Numbers are theoretical and not 100% accurate but close enough to make the point. Beta fsoa is a little stronger than shown. You do not 'gain hits' with conc as you should always be near 1hit : 1tick. (conc is 1:1, abs is 1:1, 4taa is 1:1, wm is 2:3, aspx is 2:3, omni is 4:3, tendys is 3:4) If anything, we lose hits as abs is less viable so we have to replace it with less effective attacks and 4t.
Some may argue that this justifies the nerf. I don't agree because base crit% should never exceed 50%, imo. Also important to note, 50% crit makes the current staff do about 387k damage, 100k less damage than at 60%. I think this really shows where the staff starts to 'go infinite'.
The fsoa got a massive nerf. The devs did some seedy work to offset the nerf up front, so people wouldn't realize how much worse it really is. This is why exsang gives a damage buff to the fsoa casts, even though those casts are not basic abilities. It's also why conc can be used more freely and 4t is back. They needed everything to pile up to offset the blow to the staff to make it seem like it wasnt a nerf. Or worse, if you are an actual idiot, you'll think its a buff. It's not. It is more effort and less damage to realize the max potential from the staff.
Part of the reason the FSOA is in a good place is because it is fun to use. The new version just isn't fun or satisfying. At the end of the day, fun to use is the most important factor unless the staff was blowing every other combat style out of the water. It simply wasn't... Range does more damage than the fsoa with good rotas (and absolutely wrecks anything with high hp and susceptible to poison) and melee is fairly close (just designed like dogshit so no one wants to use it). Sometimes the staff let you 'pop off' and get a good kill but it didn't do that every time, not even half the time. Those 'pop off' kills are a lot of fun and still had a semi finite potential as you can only cast so many hits under an fsoa spec (48 is the theoretical max but it's closer to 45-46 in reality). Does anyone really care that someone else gets a fast kill sometimes because of good rng? I know I don't and would rather that person have fun as that's what keeps them playing. And it's not like it even trivializes WR kills because those mostly come down to RNG anyway.
This is why I have such a big problem with how the nerf was handled - its disingenuous. The verbiage used implied that the staff was near the point where "it goes infinite." Best case, the devs are just ignorant. Worst case, they're lying to you. It really isn't close to going 'infinite' as that happens somewhere around 55-60% base crit chance. We are at 38% right now. Adding 17%+ crit chance to the game is A LOT of crit% to add. That's at least 4 separate upgrades (imo) with good game design, which realistically would probably take 1-2 years, minimum, to add unless they just willy nilly toss a ton of crit chance in for some reason. Long gone are those days of a grim tier upgrade with +12% crit. The staff also only recasts autos from base crit chance, things like the channeler ring and gconc do not increase the chance for an auto to crit. This gives a lot of flexibility to the devs when adding crit chance that doesn't affect the recast potential of the staff. Instead they make it seem like base crit chance is the only thing they can add to improve crit%.
Crit% increase is a massive issue for all 3/4 combat styles because of the crit buff. As crit% goes up, all styles get much stronger, not just magic. Range will be able to spam more dbows etc, melee can spam more claws, etc. and magic will hit more fsoa autos. It may seem like the fsoa is the biggest offender of crit% abuse because it double dips (both damage and adren are directly related to crit%), but it's very limited in what it can actually do because it has 1 eof spec that's worth using. The fsoa spec is also very limited as it has a long cooldown and a 30s spec duration (50 ticks). In those 50 ticks, you can only cast so many hits that can crit, making the staff never actually able to hit 'infinite damage' as there is a hard stopping point. Range specs have no cooldowns and do immense damage, imo, this gives the style way more potential. I calc'd ecb spec to about 20-25% continuous dps increase, for reference.
The problems I have with the new staff spec are as follows.
  1. You are forced to use exsang because the damage boost is too much to make anything else worth using. It also forces a spell switch where beforehand, you could just camp incite if you wanted. All other spells instantly become dead content whereas before, a lot had niche uses.
  2. 4t is back in the meta... Do I really need to say more? 4taa has potential to cause magic to fall behind, just like it did in the past. It's also not explained in game, unintuitive, and no one that picks up magic would ever figure it out by themselves.
  3. Even with massive crit buffs, the new staff spec has very limited potential. Approx 244k dmg/spec at current crit chance and 400k/spec at 100% crit. The current fsoa hits 400k/spec at around 53% crit chance. The only way to truly buff the new staff is to add passive crits/4+ multihit abilities (think OG magma/Omni or if your NECRO SUMMONS CAN MAGIC CRIT <- this is why I think they're nerfing btw).
  4. The staff is easily the best looking weapon in the game. Shame I will never hold it in my hand for more than a few game ticks now... Kinda lame if you ask me.
  5. The staff is being nerfed when its not even the strongest combat style. A misrepresentation of the facts was used to imply that the staff was in fact the strongest style because it had the potential to hit the highest burst damage in the game occasionally. Overall, range does more damage in longer fights, and most future fights will most likely be longer.
  6. The nerfs are happening without consideration to the community feedback. The poll had the majority saying the fsoa wasn't ready, yet, here we are with the changes going live without any consideration from the community feedback... why even have the beta if you're not going to listen to anyone but a biased content creator?
  7. Feels like they're gutting the staff and adding artificial damage increases to trick people into seeing similar damage to the current staff, when in reality, it is much weaker. That and they're kinda lying... Just tell us the real reason so people can take all information into consideration when looking at this new staff. We don't need hard numbers, but I'd be more understanding if it was actually stated the reason they're doing this is because the summoned guys from Necro can crit with magic and that absolutely breaks the staff...But no, we get "ItS nEar InfINitE" which isn't really true unless jagex adds a bunch of base crit%.
  8. Ngl, this lowers my confidence in the combat team even more. They have been doing things that I, and many others, have considered bad for a while now. I miss sonic wave, I swear wrack always leaves things with 1hp :(
I'm not gonna pretend I know everything or what the best solution is with the staff. I do see problems with it at the higher ends of crit%. But I do not think the beta staff is the best course of action, given the information we currently have. I would like to know how necro interacts with fsoa spec before I'd feel comfortable giving any real suggestions beyond the base crit% being capped at 50% stuff.
Ty for coming to my RAT talk. If anyone actually made it this far lol.
Edit: Doesn't really surprise me that no one cbf to read the post and then go on make irrelevant comments about a completely different topic to this post, simply because they have a different opinion about the staff being nerfed.
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2023.06.02 20:05 OkQuestion2 Glad rework

Dodge recovery cancel 100-300 ms on miss and on hit for the second hit of the zone, all heavies and skewer*
Recently dodge recovery cancels have been locked at 300 ms into the recovery but in this case it's only after heavies so we have a trade-off of where the recovery cancel is but it's very good
\In skewer's case it should be on miss but it needs to stay like live on hit because being able to dodge out of the recovery after having let the three ticks happen will certainly lead to him having a confirmed dodge bash and that shouldn't happen*

3 and 4 light chains removed
These chains are only useful against low levels and are useless elsewhere

Top chained

Dodge forward
A little bit more respectable damage for a rollcatcher

All dodge directions
Should be standard (except maybe tiandi but that's another discussion)

Currently they're not really worth going for over skewer but with this change it gives them a mix-up with toe stab, normally undodgeable finishers are 28 damage but also normally the bash that comes with them does 14 damage so i think it's fine to leave it at 30 since the bash in question here does 10

Chained skewer
There's no reason to have an input be hard to do for the sake of having it hard to do
D=direct B=bleed, all bleed is in the form of 2 damage ticks
I feel that 27 is enought for what it does considering it's application in ganks and additionnal damage with walls

Deflect skewer
20 is fine for a deflect

At 600 ms it has a tendency to hit people out of their dodge attacks that were done against the bash part so hopefully that fixes it
Everything else chains into toe stab so why not the zone?
I don't know if it's me miseunderstanding but the info hub seems to say the second hit costs 40 stam to feint

Chained toe stab
yadda yadda 500 ms bash bad you know the dance

Dodge forward
There's no reason for that thing not to confirm damage, even back when it stunned it was barely above useless because of it's lack of damage

Side dodge
See above

Parry riposte
Stun is simply unecessary and annoying on this
The 3 damage is so that it's the optimal parry punish above the zone and i think it simply makes sense that ripostes should generally be the optimal punish
Wallsplat just makes sense to me, in this case 26 is fine since the distance is so little, and yes it does mean it doesn't chain into skewer
Dodge recovery is for teamfights mainly and i do mean the entire recovery to dodge is 300 ms

New move: bash deflect
Glad doesn't really have anything when it comes to deflecting against hyper armored follow ups and while i generally disagree with simply making deflects break it in this case i think this can work where you have one that loses to armor and another that beats it but for lower damage
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2023.06.02 19:09 Beluga_Artist Welcome to Corded Poodles!

This is a group meant for sharing and supporting poodle owners and groomers of corded poodles. Feel free to share tips and ticks, ask questions, and show off your beautiful dogs!
All posts must be respectful and constructive. The process of cording a dog inevitably means dogs go through phases where they may appear neglected and severely matted. Instead of judging, take it as an opportunity to learn.
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2023.06.02 19:07 xtremexavier15 TSROTI 1 (pt 2)

The episode resumed on a shot of two totem poles hanging from tree branches. The one on the left was a green-marked rat sitting on a toxic waste barrel; and the one on the right was a red-marked three-eyed maggot with a hazard sign on its base and a hatchet stuck in the bottom.
"Those, are your team totems," Chris explained, the shot panning down to show each team standing below their respective totem with the host roughly between them, the entire group standing in front of a river. "You need to cut 'em down, and get 'em in the river, and ride 'em back to the campgrounds," he explained. "First team there gets their pick of the cabins. But hurry! The totems are rigged with bombs that will explode if you don't plant 'em in front of your cabin in seven minutes or less," the shot zoomed in on the timer on the Rats' totem. "Starting now," Chris quickly added, and the timer began counting down from 7:00.
"Ooh, I wanna go first!" Katie replied enthusiastically, jumping onto the trampoline that had been set-up under the Maggots' totem. However, rather than go straight up she bounced off to the right with a startled cry and landed with a painful crash just past a nearby shrub.
"I'll give this a try!" Geoff announced as the focus moved to the other team, grabbing the hacksaw and jumping onto the trunk of the tree the Rats' totem was hanging from. Sierra and Sammy watched him climb in wary silence, then took a shocked step back when he slid back down almost immediately. "Don't worry. I got this!" Geoff brushed off his pain.
"I don't think that's going to work," Sierra said while B was thinking of what to do. "We need a plan!"
Scarlett examined the trampoline as the camera cut to the Maggots. "Here's what's going to happen. DJ will hit the center of the trampoline-"
Anne Maria walked past Scarlett. "Back off. I want a crack at this."
"I did not calculate your weight!" Scarlett tried to tell her.
Standing on a rock, Anne Maria jumped onto the trampoline. She slammed right up into the base of the totem face first and nowhere near the ax. She fell down to the trampoline, which bounced her back up, and caused her to slam into it with her back before falling again. The team watched in growing discomfort as Anne Maria repeatedly hit the trampoline and the totem back and forth. After a few more collisions, DJ pulled the trampoline out from under Anne Maria before she could hit it again. Instead of bouncing on the trampoline once more, Anne Maria's body crashed on the ground.
Confessional: Anne Maria
"Sure, I want to win a million dollars, but not at the expense of my looks," Anne Maria gestured to herself. "I mean, check me out. Perfect hair, perfect tan… all this is worth a billion, easy."
Confessional Ends
The footage cut back to another shot of the Rats' totem, Geoff still climbing up the tree.
"Well, if he can't climb it," Sammy said, the camera cutting back down to the forest floor where she and her teammates were looking up, "then I doubt any of us are gonna be able to."
"We have to do something," Sierra countered. "The Maggots are taking the lead!"
B then grabbed Leshawna's hand and led her to a log being balanced by a large rock. "Oh okay. You want me on this thing?" Leshawna asked while being positioned.
"Whoa there," Sierra said when B took her near the tree. "You want me to stand here?"
B ran and did a front flip onto the log, resulting in Leshawna landing on Sierra's shoulders. They all voiced their support, until Geoff fell on the ground in pain.
Confessional: Sierra
"OMG! This is my first confessional ever! I am so excited!" Sierra gushed. "I never thought I would be on Total Drama, my favorite show in the world! Now I will finally put to rest all those blog questions, like "Who will be our next villain?" or "Who's going to get eliminated first?""
Confessional Ends
A close-up showed Scarlett giving the trampoline's position a few minor adjustments, then smiling and standing back up. "Okay, you should be good to go!" she told Dave, who was now standing on the large rock that was behind their team.
"Right," Dave nodded. A tense challenge tune began as he jumped down onto the trampoline, then straight up to the totem pole. He grabbed onto the hatchet buried in the wooden carving and tried to pull it free, but it didn't budge. "How is this stuck in here so deep?" he grunted, swinging his legs up so he could brace them against the bottom of the totem pole.
"Well guys," Molly said, the camera panning down to her and the rest of the Maggots looking up. "I don't think this is gonna be enough."
Confessional: Molly
"Okay, so I don't really like working with people," Molly admitted to the outhouse camera. "I've been raised to work by myself and without help. My parents made me audition just so I can learn how to, uh, what's the word that starts with c?"
Confessional Ends
B launched Sammy up onto Scott's shoulders, who already went before her. "I'm good."
The challenge music resumed as the shot cut back to Dave hanging from the hatchet, still trying to pull it out. "Almost...got it!" he said, finally freeing the ax then grabbing a short branch below the totem as he started to fall back down.
"Nice job, Dave!" Trent cheered down below.
"Watch out!" Katie said suddenly, pointing up at the branch Dave was hanging by one arm from as a hairless squirrel emerged from a hole in the trunk with an annoyed chitter. "It's one of those weird rat things!"
The squirrel seemed to take offense to that, and its eyes began to glow red. It suddenly shot eye-lasers down at the phone addict, who jumped away. The squirrel did not let up, however, and kept sweeping its laser-gaze across the panicking Maggots below.
"Are these animals even tested?" Trent panicked.
B cartwheeled before jumping onto the log in order to get Geoff standing over Sammy.
"We just need one more person!" Leshawna reminded B. "Max, get your butt over here!"
The camera cut to the supervillain, who was writing on his notebook. "What evil nickname should I give myself? Professor Abomination? Too soft. Doctor Repugnance. Too smelly. Little Mister Dreadulocks. Me likey."
Max put his notebook away and went back to his team.
The hairless squirrel was still attempting to zap the six grounded Maggots, forcing them to run about in terror.
"I thought animals were our friends!" DJ shrieked.
"Oh no," Dave said as the shot cut back to him hanging from the branch the squirrel was on, which soon turned its attention to him. "Why are you zapping me?!" He quickly threw the hatchet in front of his face as the squirrel fired its laser, and the beam bounced off the tool and directed at the higher branch the totem was hanging from – the blast snapped through it, sending the Maggots' totem pole crashing to the ground. The team cheered and Dave got off the branch.
"Now to get this totem into the water!" Scarlett said after.
"Release me this instant!" Max yelled because of B dragging his body onto the log.
With a mighty leap B launched the small, screaming boy into the air, and the dramatic music peaked as he sailed through the air. Max was able to land on top of Geoff.
"Quick!" Geoff told him, the shot zooming out to show him giving Max the rickshaw. "Cut the rope, little dude!"
"I don't like being told what to do normally," Max brattily whined, turning around and sawing through the rope holding up their totem. A few seconds later, the totem landed on the ground earning a cheer from the seven Rats.
"Nice job, B. We might just win this!" Sierra congratulated the burly man.
Confessional: B
B blew into his fist and rubbed it off in accomplishment.
Confessional: Scott
Scott was throwing a rock against the wall and catching it when it bounced back to him. "B thinks he's so smart. But once my plan goes into action, he won't know what hit him!" In the middle of his sentence, he stopped throwing his rock. He went back to his activity once more, but failed to catch the rock as it hit his eye, making him react painfully.
Confessionals End
The challenge music resumed over a shot of the rocky river, whoops and shouts of excitement coming from upstream. The camera panned up just as the Toxic Rats floated by on their totem – B at the head followed by Geoff, Scott, Max, Leshawna, Sierra, and Sammy on the end. The Mutant Maggots floated by soon after, Scarlett in front, followed by Molly, Katie, Anne Maria, Trent, Dave, and DJ in back.
"They're gaining on us, dudes!" Geoff shouted in alarm after looking back.
"I think we have bigger problems," Scott said, pointing forward. "Look!"
The perspective briefly switched to reveal that the river they were on was heading over a cliff, and the Rats gasped. "Weaklings," Max scoffed, "it's just a little waterfall!"
"It's more than just a little waterfall!" Sierra corrected in rising panic.
The shot zoomed out to show the top of the waterfall, the seven screaming teenagers shooting over it on their totem pole and falling into the forest below. Unseen branches snapped as they plummeted, but the camera cut to the ground just in time to show them landing on the shore of the waterfall's basin on the broadside of the totem pole, and after a bounce that jostled Sammy from her seat they began to slide down a hill.
Sammy screamed, hanging on to the back of the fast-moving pole with only her hands.
"Hold on, I've got you!" Sierra told her, quickly turning around and grabbing her arms. She easily pulled her back onto the totem, and the cheerleader instantly stopped screaming. "Hang on to the totem pole tightly if you don't want that to happen again."
"Uh, sure!" Sammy hesitantly promised.
Back at the top of the waterfall, the Mutant Maggots shot out into the air with screams of their own. As with their rivals, the sound of crashing branches preceded the thud of their landing, and they whooped and cheered as the camera cut to them sliding down the hill.
"Lean forward!" Scarlett commanded.
"You want us to do what?" Anne Maria spluttered.
"She's right. Lean!" Trent said, and the others promptly did so. The shot zoomed back out to show the Maggots passing the Rats.
"Now they're in front of us!" Leshawna shouted.
"B wants us to lean forward!" Geoff advised everyone, and they leaned forward as well.
"FASTER!" Max barked, to the annoyance of his teammates. "We must go faster or else-"
"We get it!" The Toxic Rats stopped Max's ranting.
The music stopped abruptly as the scene moved to Chris and Chef, lounging in short white deck chairs outside of the cabins – the one on the right looked just as it had in season one, but the one on the left had been replaced by what looked like a larger and much fancier two-and-a-half-story house.
"Ahh, feels good to be back," Chris said, leaning back in his chair while Chef read a book.
The sound of panting prompted the camera to pan to the right, and none other than Owen ran up. "Hey, Chris," he said, "the boat wouldn't stop for some reason!"
"Oh look, it's former player Owen," Chris told the camera, "who's not competing this year!"
Owen continued. "So I swam back over here to-" He paused, blinked, then widened his eyes in realization. "What?! Not competing?!"
"I'm afraid you and the other 'classic players' have outlived your usefulness," Chris explained. He briefly looked at the camera, then added "Chef?"
The hulking man stepped forward and planted a bomb similar to the ones on the totem poles on Owen's chest. Owen screamed in growing horror as the light on the bomb began to blink. He turned and fled, but the host smiled impishly and eyed the button on his remote.
The scene cut to a long-distance view of the thousand-foot-high cliff as Owen's screams were followed by an explosion that launched him into the air, visible even from afar.
Chris and Chef were laughing hysterically as the shot cut back to them, but they stopped as soon as they heard the laughs and cheers of a team approaching from the forest. The camera cut to the foot of a hill on the edge of the woods as the totem bearing the Mutant Maggots slid down, and came to a stop just before the host and cook as a victorious tune played.
"Yes! We arrived first!" Katie cheered in celebration.
"Tick tock," Chris told them. The bomb's timer was shown counting down from 0:15 to 0:14.
"Quick, grab the better cabin!" Dave commanded, and the shot cut to the two cabins – a flat stump occupying the area between them – as the seven teens carried their massive totem over their heads, grunting with the effort.
They managed to place it upright on the stump, and the timer stopped at 0:05 seconds. As it flashed and beeped the Maggots cheered for their victory...that is, until the sound of approaching screams caught their attention.
The music turned tense again as the Rats finally arrived at the bottom of the hill, hitting a small bump in just the right way to send their totem flying into the air. All seven fell off it, and to the mute shock of Chris and Chef it crashed into the second story of the better cabin. The timer on it counted down from 0:03, to 0:02, to 0:01.
The explosion that followed blew the entire two-and-a-half-story building apart, leaving behind nothing but smoke and splintered boards.
"Too bad," Chris told the Mutant Maggots as the camera panned right to the seven shocked teens standing around their totem pole, "it had an eight-person hot tub and air conditioning!" They all groaned in disappointment.
"That just makes it worse!" Molly grumbled.
Chris gave her a look of amusement and smiled. "Look on the bright side," he told the indie chick. "As the first team to arrive, you guys win the first challenge!" They cheered and celebrated their victory.
"So where are we gonna sleep?" DJ asked the host after they finished celebrating.
"No worries," Chris told him as the sound of a helicopter rose up nearby. "We've got a back-up cabin for you. It's every bit as nice as the one you lost." As he spoke, the show's red helicopter was shown bringing in the cabin in question and lowering it into the scattered rubble of the old one...revealing that the new one was basically identical to the older model the Rats had gotten stuck with.
The Maggots groaned again as it landed on the ground and one of its doors fell off its hinges.
"Team Rat," Chris told them as the camera panned back to them, "I'll see you at the campfire for the first elimination ceremony of the season." He laughed, then high-fived Chef.
The seven losers grudgingly made their way to their new abode, and the camera focused in on Max near the back of the group as he sniffed. "Such incompetence. Are all of you good for nothing?"
"Excuse me? It ain't our fault we lost," Leshawna said, angry with Max. "The other team was faster than all of us even when we busted our butts out there!"
"Hmph! My point still stands," Max ignored the sista. "Now nobody bother me! I'm going to rest for a while because I deserve it after what we've been through today."
As Max sniffed once more while walking to his cabin with even more disdain than the last, he was completely oblivious to the glares he was receiving from his teammates.
The shot zoomed on to Scott, who was mad at first but then knew who to vote off. "I think I know who'll be on the chopping block tonight."
The footage skipped ahead with a dramatic beat, a full moon now shining over Camp Wawanakwa.
"The votes are cast," Chris said as the camera panned down to the campfire pit, the seven members of the Toxic Rats sitting among the eleven stump seats – Max and Leshawna in the front row on the far right; and Sammy, Scott, Sierra, Geoff, and B taking up the entire back – and Chris in position at the oil drum podium. "Those who receive a regular marshmallow can stay. But this season," the shot cut in closer to the host as the faintest beginnings of the series' deep and tense elimination music played, "one player will receive a very special marshmallow. A marshmallow you do not wanna eat." He motioned to the side as Chef walked up, wearing a hazmat suit and carrying a thick metal box marked with a hazard symbol.
Chef flipped open the lid of the box, revealing a single marshmallow with a bright but sickly green glow to it. "Whoever gets the Marshmallow of Toxic Loserdom," the host explained, "is out of the contest. Which means, you can't come back! Ev-er." He paused for a brief moment, then smiled and picked up the first normal marshmallow from the tray resting in front of him.
"The following players are safe," he announced. "Sierra," he tossed the first bit of white to the obsessive uberfan, who caught it eagerly.
"Scott." The second was thrown to the devious, who caught it in his hand with a smirk.
"B." The mute claimed his marshmallow with open hands.
"Sammy." The nervous caught her prize while frowning.
"And Geoff." The party guy got his next, catching it with his hat.
"And the Marshmallow of Toxic Loserdom goes to," Chris announced as the music began to rise. The camera cut to the back-right corner as Leshawna and Max stiffened up. As the tension in the music continued to build, close-ups of each contestant were shown – first Leshawna, then Max – as they began to tremble and sweat. The Marshmallow of Toxic Loserdom was shown glowing in a pair of tongs held by Chef, and finally the camera cut back to Chris as the music peaked and he said...
"BLAST!" Max shouted in outrage. "You shall regret ever having met me, Chris McLean!" The glowing marshmallow was tossed at him, but he caught it and threw it back, though he winced at the pain; a few dark notes played as the toxic sweet burned a hole into the ground.
"If it makes you feel any better," Chris told him, "we came up with something new this season! You'll looove it."
The screen rotated around itself, the scene cutting to the torch-lit dock where, of all things, a large catapult had been set up. Max was sitting warily in its bowl while Chris watched nearby.
A short but grandiose fanfare played. "Say hello to the 'Hurl of Shame'!" Chris introduced excitedly, the series' sombre farewell tune beginning in the background. "Patent pending."
"I shall have my REVENGE!!" Max declared before he was catapulted into the air and hurled off into the distance over the lake.
"One down, thirteen to go," Chris told the camera with a grin, the series' capstone theme starting up. "Who's next in line? Find out next time, right here," he pointed downward, "on Total! Drama! Revenge of the Island!"
The camera jumped outward with each part of the title as usual, ending with a long-distance shot of Wawanakwa with the moon's broken reflection shimmering on the surface of the lake.
(Roll the Credits)
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2023.06.02 19:04 luummoonn A thorough vent about my work misophonia situation.

I work in a quiet office setting with at most 3 other people at a time. 1 of those people, we will call her Debra. Debra is a very nice person. She is my supervisor. She is a kind and considerate boss, and one of the best bosses I've ever had, honestly. In every other way than the that she is a misophonia monster. She is like a misophonia machine designed to tick every box of my misophonia triggers, at all time, through every work day. She sniffles all day, she smacks her mouth when she eats and you can hear every wet chew. She has a large drink on her desk at all times, and after every sip of the straw she loudly smacks her lips. I have not known anyone else to do that. Whenever she eats, she likes to talk through her mouthful of food. It is almost as if she prefers to talk when she's eating. She will be quiet for awhile, then start eating and start talking. She squeaks her shoes around on the floor mat and leans around in her chair causing squeaking. She also pronounces words the wrong way often, which sets off a similar but not quite as strong feeling to me than the eating and sniffing noises.
This is the worst thing about my job. I can deal with everything else, angry customer service phone calls, tedious tasks, etc. This is the worst thing. I even made a little song that goes through my head as I am being barraged with misophonia sounds "sniff sniff sniff, smack smack smack, this is going to give me a heart attack"
I got earplugs..they are called "Eargasm High Fidelity Earplugs" and they have helped a lot..at first I was like..these are a lifesaver. And yet, it is almost as if Debra is trying to find a way around my defenses. The earplugs do successfully block eating sounds but still allow me to hear talking. However, when I am wearing the earplugs I can still hear the sniffling and it is as if the sound filtering on the earplugs *highlights* the sniffling more than when I am not wearing them. Also, if she has a tropical smoothie, she will make a louder smack on the straw when sipping and I can definitely hear it through the earplugs. So what will happen is I will have the earplugs in when she is eating because I hate the sound of chewing more than the sniffling, but then I will take them out when she is not eating so the sniffling won't bother me as much. If she is having a smoothie, I will hear it either way.
She seems to always bring food in, breakfast and lunch, and when she goes to lunch she will go out to lunch for the full hour but then bring food back to eat it in the office. Why can't she just eat when she is at lunch.
She had tic-tacs for a straight couple of weeks once before I found the earplugs and would open mouth suck and crunch them and it was torturous. I would go hide in the bathroom for a break for as long as I could reasonably or find an excuse to walk somewhere. I am glad she is through her tic-tac phase.
Anyway. I have just wanted to vent. I like this job overall. But this is just wearing on me.
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2023.06.02 18:35 No_one- Incendiary long ammo rifles on test ignite up to 40m which IMO is way too far.

For the most part discussion has been focused on the ammo and BB economy changes. However, I think we're overlooking how oppressive incendiary long ammo is currently in PTS.
Overarching note: The numbers I'm pulling are derived from testing within the shooting range. I determine the distance by pinging the base of the dummy and the damage numbers by what is floating after shooting the dummy. All of this should be verifiable within the shooting range.
Important information to understand prior to discussion
Incendiary ammo in PTS now does up to 13 char damage when you are within damage drop off range (ranges below).
  • Sparks does 13 char
  • Vetterli char damage is as low as 11 (tip of drop off range) and as high as 12 (right in their face)
  • Winfield does 11 char within 20m.
The burn caused by all of these are 6 char every 2-ish seconds (light burn, it goes up to 9 or 10 after a tick or two).
For those of you attempting to verify this, you may notice the first yellow number shows 19; because this number takes approximately 2 seconds to appear I'm operating under the assumption it includes both passive burn and initial char.
Where you hit (that is not a headshot) does not matter for burning purposes.
Here are the current ranges at which incendiary ammo can ignite in one hit:
  • Compact: 20m (bornheim, lemat)
  • Medium: 20m (Scottfield, Pax)
  • Long: 20m (Sparks P, Uppercut)
Note: Bornheim Match and Lemat Carbine fall under this category.
  • Compact: 20m (Winfield)
  • Medium: 20m (Vetterli)
  • Long: 40 meters (Mosin, Sparks, Martini, Lebel, Berthier, Krag)
Reduce long ammo's one-hit ignition range to be 20m, in line with all other weapons for consistency.
To put this in perspective, here is an example of a target 40m away. For most fights within a given compound, they will be in the 50m range. This is one of the (many) reasons long ammo has dominated the meta for so long, because all other rifles and all pistols start damage drop off after half of the distance in the screenshot.
You have 4-ish seconds to stop the burn and save the bar (13 + 3 char per second), which can be done by holding the prompt or using a medkit. Failure to do so means you are one tap to the body by any subsequent hit. The latter isn't ideal because even with doctor you are likely not healing enough with that one heal to survive another body shot without healing a second time. The former even less so because while you're stopping the burn and then healing what is likely happening is the one who shot you is rushing you down. It's incredibly annoying to fight against. While yes, compact and medium incendiary are also annoying, at least you have to get near shotgun range to one-hit-ignite with them while incendiary long ammo just feels outright oppressive in the 21-40m range.
While Salveskin is a thing, it currently feels like a requirement for success in PTS rather than a heavy suggestion like Doctor or Packmule. Fortunately trait respec will be free because I, personally, won't be leaving lobby without it.
That's just my take though, I'd like to see other opinions.
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2023.06.02 18:22 OkieDominator Is it worth it?

I see these posts about homeowners hiring contractors and seems like the majority of the posts are negative. Is it worth it to hire a contractor to do work on a home? I have moderate skills to do some DIY work myself, but I think I could live with myself if I fouled up a project instead of dropping a lot of money and a contractor screws up a job and I be ticked off at how much money I spent for shoddy work. So… is it worth it to hire a contractor?
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2023.06.02 18:15 uncoolcentral She is poise, she is grace, she gets ticks pecked off her face!

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2023.06.02 18:08 Rude_Application_879 Dog Skin/Hair loss issue - Looking for advice/guidance

First time poster, apologies in advance for any faux pas in my post. I am hoping to receive some advice/guidance before scheduling a vet visit for a haiskin related issue with my dog. Thanks in advance for any help (details below).
Link to image: https://imgur.com/a/4KaW99T
Species: Dog Age: 6 Sex/Neuter status: Female (spayed) Breed: Great Pyr Body weight: 95 lbs. History: Generally healthy, besides some ACL issues. She takes an oral flea and tick preventer monthly that I feel is very effective ( if I do ever find a tick that managed to attach to her skin, they are dead, has only happened 3 or 4 times throughout her lifespan). Clinical signs: I recently noticed a small area where her coat is gone near her left eye. It is strange because this hair loss seems to have occured very rapidly, she went to bed on Wednesday night, and her face was completely normal, and then on Thursday afternoon, I noticed she had lost hair in this area. I could have missed it on Tuesday/Wednesday, but we spend a lot of time together so not likeley. There are no cuts or scratch marks on her skin where the hair is missing however, it does look mildly irritated (the skin feels a bit scratchy/rough and looks a bit reddish). She does not seem even to notice this area of her face having an issue and is acting completely normal. Duration: Noticed issue approx. 24-36 hours prior to posting here. General location: Upper midwest, summer heat/humidity just hit. Other Info: Lots of neighbors have been applying pesticides recenlt, I try to keep her off treated areas when walking but she like to sometimes walk through tall grass with her head down so her nose/face contacts the grass as she walks, perhaps she was exposed to a fertilizer or pesticide?
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