Snapchat friend emojis ideas

Hiya,
Hope you are doing well, I’m having a day for sure but all good. I thought would give this a shot again and I get it probably hundreds of post and not sure this will even be seen.
Let’s be co-workers who are both married and are very flirty and friendly with each other. This new work from home life has been great but a bit lonely.
Let’s see when I’m not working married to my wonderful beautiful wife she is amazing truly blessed. This is her idea since she is busy and I’m me I guess.
Enjoy working out, travel, shopping and right now bingos watch a few different series. The recruit is pretty amazing and almost done with it.

Building Multi-dimensional Structures with Kinetic Sand: A Step-by-Step Guide
Introduction: Kinetic sand is a versatile and engaging medium that allows you to construct captivating multi-dimensional structures. In this article, we will provide you with a detailed step-by-step guide to help you create impressive and stable structures using kinetic sand. By following these instructions, you'll be able to build a simple yet visually appealing multi-layered sand sculpture.
Materials Needed:
Kinetic sand (a sufficient amount for your desired structure) Shaping tools (such as sculpting tools, spatulas, or spoons) Optional: Texture tools, molds, decorative elements -
Step 1: Prepare Your Workspace Before you begin building your multi-dimensional structure, ensure you have a suitable workspace. Choose a flat surface and cover it with a large tray, shallow bin, or a dedicated kinetic sand tablecloth. This will help contain the sand and make cleanup easier.
Step 2: Establish the Base Layer To provide stability and support for your structure, start by creating a base layer using larger grain kinetic sand. Spread the sand evenly across the workspace, covering the desired area. Ensure the layer is relatively thick and well-compacted to create a solid foundation.
Step 3: Layering Process The layering process adds height and dimension to your structure. Follow these steps to achieve a multi-layered effect:
a. Select smaller grain kinetic sand in a different color or shade from the base layer. Pour it gently onto the base layer, covering a specific area or shape you wish to build upon.
b. Using your hands or shaping tools, spread and flatten the second layer of sand evenly, ensuring it adheres well to the base layer. This will create a seamless transition between the layers.
c. Repeat the process, adding additional layers using smaller grain kinetic sand. Gradually build upward, ensuring each layer is well-compacted and level before moving to the next. Experiment with different colors or shades to create visually appealing contrasts.
d. As you progress, consider introducing variation in the thickness of the layers to add further depth and visual interest to your structure.
e. Continue layering until you achieve the desired height or shape for your multi-dimensional sculpture.
Step 4: Shaping and Carving Once you've built the layered structure, you can further refine its shape and add intricate details. Use shaping tools, such as sculpting tools, spatulas, or spoons, to carve and shape the kinetic sand. Create defined edges, contours, or intricate patterns to enhance the overall aesthetics.
Step 5: Optional Enhancements If desired, you can incorporate additional elements to make your multi-dimensional structure even more captivating:
a. Texture Tools: Experiment with texture tools, such as textured rollers, combs, or stamps, to imprint patterns or create interesting textures on the surface of your structure.
b. Molds: Utilize molds to create specific shapes or objects within your multi-layered sculpture. Fill the molds with different colored sand layers to produce striking visual effects.
c. Decorative Elements: Add small figurines, beads, gemstones, or other decorative items to embellish your structure. These elements can be embedded within the layers or placed on top to add extra flair.
Conclusion: Building multi-dimensional structures with kinetic sand offers a rewarding and creative experience. By following this step-by-step guide, you can construct a simple yet visually appealing sculpture using layered sand. Let your imagination soar as you explore different shapes, colors, and textures, and have fun building your own unique kinetic sand masterpiece.
Building multi-dimensional structures with kinetic sand is a delightful and engaging activity that allows you to unleash your creativity. We hope this detailed guide has inspired you to embark on your kinetic sand sculpting journey and create impressive structures with layered effects.
If you're eager to learn more about kinetic sand art and connect with like-minded individuals who share your passion, we invite you to join our vibrant community. By becoming a part of our community, you'll have the opportunity to:
Share Your Creations: Show off your multi-dimensional kinetic sand structures, share your progress, and inspire others with your unique designs. Gain valuable feedback and tips from fellow enthusiasts to further enhance your skills. Discover New Techniques: Engage in discussions, exchange ideas, and learn from experienced members who can offer valuable insights and techniques for building even more complex and stunning kinetic sand sculptures. Participate in Challenges and Events: Take part in community challenges and events designed to push your creative boundaries. Compete with fellow members, learn from their approaches, and showcase your talent in friendly competitions. Stay Updated with Tips and Tutorials: Gain access to a wealth of resources, including informative articles, tutorials, and video demonstrations, which will help you expand your knowledge and refine your techniques in kinetic sand art. Connect with a Supportive Community: Join a welcoming community of individuals who share your passion for kinetic sand art. Engage in conversations, seek advice, and build friendships with fellow enthusiasts who can provide encouragement and support throughout your artistic journey. As time goes by, our community will continue to grow and evolve, offering even more opportunities to learn, share, and celebrate the art of kinetic sand. Join us today and be a part of this exciting and creative community. Together, let's explore the limitless possibilities of kinetic sand art and inspire each other to reach new artistic heights.
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Hello! Honestly I have no idea how to start all of this, I am not great at introductions but I will do my best. I would love to meet new friends, someone I can be close with, deep talk sometimes, listen to music together, watch movies etc. It would be awrsome to share stuff and just get lose to each other over time. I love reading books, going to library, music, wish I could start my vinyl collection one day, love playing the piano, be a little bit of dreamer and sing disney songs when drunk haha I hope to meet good amd genuine people here, someone I could be best friends with one day.
Would love for a DM with more than just hi so I know that you care about it all. Snap: bellass55

I know season tickets are available, but I was wondering if anyone had an idea when single game tix are available for the '23 season. Trying to go to homecoming with a few friends.

I began at my current employer around 6 months ago and up to this point, I've had an absolutely fantastic working relationship with my boss and my entire team at large. There's been a great sense of comradery and collaboration between everyone, and to say I've been happy with my decision to work here has been an understatement.
However.. this week in our 1:1 I brought up that as I've been fully finished with onboarding for a while and gotten high praise with my current assignments, I'd like to start expanding some beyond my current day to day with the goal of eventually getting promoted. She noted that down and said that was a good idea and left it at that.
Since then, however, I can't help but notice things have been somewhat off. She's appeared more annoyed and guarded towards me in meetings since then, and our previous somewhat casual-ish conversation style in chats has become much shorter and less friendly.
Now, why this is, I am not entirely sure. In that same timeframe other people on my team have commented on how I've been fantastic with thoroughness and completeness on my work, and I was thanked personally by somebody else for finding and getting a priority item out the door quickly after some hiccups down the communication chain prevented it from reaching my team when it should have, so it's not like my performance is suddenly bad from what I can tell.
Has anyone else experienced this, and how did you handle it? I have absolutely zero intention of leaving this job right now because I am very, very happy here and my co-workers (and my boss!) have been fantastic and treated me really well, but I can see this potentially becoming problematic in the future and something I need to start preparing for.

Hello! This story is based around u\MelasD 's Amelia the level zero [Hero] universe where its citizens operate under a game-like system for the use of magic. If you wish to read ahead a bit, more is posted here on the Amelia subreddit. Thanks for reading!
A Scale of Vengance, Part one.
We knew the [Hero King] was coming, and others may say the Island Fortress of Last Anchorage was unprepared for his arrival, but against the [Hero King] what can anyone do?
When our nation joined the coalition against him, we sent our patreon, the great Sea Dragoness Carana, not expecting to lose her within moments of the start of the battle. We also sent the majority of our military strength to fight on the mainland, who were slaughtered to the last soldier.
So, to say we were unprepared is to say we failed to act. When the [Hero King] decided to take our island, the outcome was preordained, and our position at the end of a Island Archipelago meant evacuation was largely impossible, even if the [Hero King] was not using our own ships we had used to move our Army to the mainland to invade us.
I found out though, that when hope seems lost, sometimes a final roll of the dice can alter the fate of the world. I Am Talia, and this is my story
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I woke up, readying myself for another day of tutoring, as befits the 16 year old Third Prince of a Minor nation. I was expected to serve in the military protecting the Kingdom of Last Anchorage, but until very recently the idea of an Army from an Island nation as anything but a purely ceremonial unit had been the butt of many a joke told in local taverns.*Knock Knock* I heard the servant of the day, likely Jannytt checking on me.
“I’m up, I’ll be down for breakfast soon.” I said to the door, and soon the sound of footsteps heading away from the door allowed me to loosen my hold on my dagger, a gift from my Uncle who led the army against the Tyrant king, riding the Great Dragoness who shared her nest with my ancestor, a pact that time could not erase.
Tensions were high, and there were undoubtedly those who thought slaughtering the Royal family would save our island, so tensions were high for all of us in the castle. I dressed in haste, but did not leave my dagger behind when I arrived at the eating table of my Father.
My Father was leading by example, eating no more than what was rationed to the average commoner, as our Island could not feed all its people by what grew in its tropical soils no matter how much the [Druid] blessed it. We had been a nation of traders for hundreds of years, and now we were the last bit of land not held by the Tyrant King on this side of the Icarian Sea, so without trading partners we starved, from the poorest commoner to my father the King.
We ate the Gruel served to us without a word said, not even bothering with bringing up prisoners to use as poison checkers. The Tyrant King had no need of poisoners, as such could be used against himself. We all knew that there would be no quarter taken or given when the Tyrant arrived, and the thought made my stomach rebel and smiling sadly, I gave the remaining portion to Princess Maria, my 10 year old sister who smiled as I roughed her hair before standing up to leave, the dinner table being a family place, where decorum could be waved off, and we be a family, if only briefly.
“Prince Talio, I have need of you today, your studies are canceled though your tutor will accompany us.” The King said, looking out the window at the shorebirds circling on the thermal that most days blew up the seaside cliff that Castle Carana was built upon.“Yes, Father” I said, before following. We walked as my father led us outside the Castle, surrounded by my classmates, the remnants of our Military Academy in full armor. The City Guard was keeping the peace, but conversely were the force most likely to act to end my Family’s reign and thus their allegiance was best not tested.
We arrived at the Temple, where the [Priest] was holding yet another service, keeping the people’s hopes for a miracle up. Hope was all we had to sell, after all.We of course had a private balcony overlooking the temple plaza, so we sat down to listen to the end of the [Priest]'s service.“I have had a message from our patreon deities, the Tyrant King’s abuses have been heard, and we have been given a boon, a Holy Miracle to bring a new Guardian about as was written upon our founding. Do not lose hope, my people, no darkness lasts forever.”I leaned over to my Father “Hope we get that new guardian fairly quickly, huh?” I said, half in inquiry, and half knowing damm well only a dragon could protect our island from Invasion sans a miracle of some sort.
As the commoners filed out, we mingled among the few ship captains attending who served as lords in Father’s court. It was a courtesy and a rare opportunity to mingle outside of a court setting, as being under the Deity, all were equal in her temple.I was curious as to today’s events when my tutor, Lady Benning arrived. She curtsied, as was formal for her, and as Father’s attention was elsewhere, I gave her permission to rise.“A big day for you, my Prince. And Quite the honor too.” She said, clearly excited, and seeing I knew naught about why and what she referred to, that was half her smile, getting the drop on my information gathering was a habit of hers. If I ever became king, she would be my head knight if I didn’t or couldn’t take her for a concubine.
Her [Swordsmaster] skill was impressive, but she was the whole package brains and brawn, though sadly a decade older than I, so I didn’t press on courting her, though having had her for a tutor for the past three years gave me plenty of opportunities to.
“I hope so, if the [Preist] is right, and you know I’d do anything to prevent the Tyrant King from winning.” I said, offering her an elbow, which she took, as we walked to the center of the temple, where our hopes had been laid…literally.
We approached the central Dias, and together With the [Preist] stood a hooded woman wearing robes as we approached the central dias. I activated my skill [Judge] which allowed me to see the truth of things, and looked at the Stranger’s status.
Lady Kara Veela age 55, [Prophet] lv**Skills: Foresight, Prophecy, Judgement
My Knees almost buckled. Lady Kara, the Stormcrow, the harbinger of disasters was feet in front of me. This obviously did not portend well, but honestly with the [Hero King] on the way, she probably had brought buttered popcorn for a ringside seat.My Father, however, had always welcomed her, and in truth had sired 3 kids on Lady Kara, my half siblings, who fortunately were considered illegitimate for the line of succession, though they had been knights and ministers in service to our kingdom. This did nothing to improve relations between my late mother and her, however.
So seeing her here was a bit of a shock.As my father reached the duo, he took her hand and kissed it and even those weathered features she boasted managed to show some color. Good on you, Dad!The [Priest] smiled before patting me on the back “You are looking well, my Prince. Today, you stand to do a great service to our world as a whole.”
I bowed “My duty is clear then, though my path remains clouded, good priest.”
Oddly, it was Lady Kara who answered for the priest.”Your actions today may save more than your life, but play a part in fighting the corruption of the void that is creeping across our world.” These words were spoken with the power of prophecy, and I knew to not argue the point.
I did feel awkward, moreso as My Father, The Priest, Lady Kara, and My Tutor, Lady Benning took places in the great spell circle, where runes guided the formation of great magics. This left me in the circle with the pedestal, on which stood the sole Dragon’s egg that our guardian left for us.As the circle activated, I asked “What do you wish me to do?” As I reached out to it, feeling the egg’s surface, and after a second’s contact I felt the warmth within, and a faint pulse of magic kept in time with my own heart’s beating.
“Embrace it, let it know you want a new guardian” The Priest's low voice said clearly, and so I did, focusing my feelings of watching the former guardian play in the sky and waves, jealous that I’d never experience that kind of freedom, or have that kind of strength to defend those I care about.
As I did so, I felt an echo from within the egg, beckoning me, showing me what it meant to be a dragon. I have to say, being seduced by a guardian spirit was kind of nice, all in all.As the visions of power and flight unfolded, it felt more and more like instead of watching a dragon, I myself existed as the dragon, and for that moment, I let myself go, reveling in something that had been a dream since I first saw our dragoness protector.
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As he watched his son disappear, consumed by the power of their magic, funneled through the circle, and the magic granted by the deity that watched over them, he knew that he’d seen his son for the last time as the magic finished, and he dropped to his knees.
“Llywnd, it was necessary.”
The warm hand of my concubine and best friend Lady Kara comforted me as she kneeled down, embracing me as I wept for my son, for my kingdom, and not least, for myself.For a moment, I wasn’t King Llywnd, but simply a father, selling his bloodline to defeat a great evil, not wholly different than many a parent who had watched their children board a ship to fight the Tyrant king’s army, and who never returned to their arms afterwards.
I cursed Kalustus Kal, or whatever the whoreson who the system called [Hero King] was calling himself, losing myself in grief and hate, just a Man, in an extraordinary circumstance.Another hand rested on my shoulder and a soft voice reassured me.
“I’ll watch over your son, you have my oath that my blade will serve your family for as long as I draw breath.”
I looked up into the eyes of the [Swordsmaster] “Thank You, though if you wouldn’t mind watching over Maria too?”
“Of course,” She said, no fancy oaths, no pomp or pride involved. The simplicity of that broke me from the moment’s weight, and a Palanquin was brought out to transport the Egg to the docks. I stood, my legs betraying my resolve as I reached out and touched the Egg
“Be safe, and remember always, your Father’s love.” I whispered, then kissed it, feeling the magic flare briefly, feeling my son’s soul leap within, before we parted, forever.

Quick background: Year 12 Studying Maths, Chemistry, Physics and Psychology at A level at Abingdon School. Six 9’s at GCSE (All STEM + English Lit. and CompSci) and an A in additional maths.
I think I want to do a biochemistry type degree for uni or perhaps a criminology and forensic chemistry course (but definitely around the science area)
Not entirely sure which uni’s I want to apply for yet, my parents have kind of pressured me towards the higher regarded ones, and I actually like the idea of the Oxford college system (although this is almost definitely not a possibility, considering predicted grades so far, and the fact that I’m coming from a private school where a lot of people try to apply for Oxbridge especially science). Exeter looks nice and I like the idea of a double course at St Andrews or Edinburgh, also looking at Bath, UCl, and Southampton.
I guess for predicted grades I was hoping for around A, A/A, A, A
Story: So my first year of sixth form has been quite rough - mainly due to my mental health, as well as some outside issues - and before that I was happy and performing well in year 11. But as a result of these issues (and if i’m being perfectly honest a lack of motivation after GCSE’s) My November exam results were a bit of a shit show - compared to others at my school (obviously everyone has different views on what constitutes good or bad grades) - and this really threw me off my game more. I came back in January after some tough battles around Christmas and my mental health was declining bad, I tried to keep up with classes and homework hoping everyday things would get a little easier. Then we had our second set of exams in March and these went slightly better, still not what I was hoping for especially in chemistry (51%) and applied maths (57%) and I was kicking myself alot knowing that I was on the trajectory for not getting the predicted grades I was hoping for. This whole time my friends who have all dripped a subject were telling me to get rid of physics because is was the one I enjoyed least, and wasn’t necessary for studying any kind of biochemistry. However, I was fairly adamant on keeping all four subjects in order to impress universities (maybe dumb in hindsight). That being said for the rest of the term I managed to pull my shit together, getting better marks in any end of topic tests/Homeworks. The school would tell us that although they take all tests/exams into consideration the summer exams would be the majority of the influence for our predicted grades. So this summer term, I’ve been working really hard to make good notes so revision is easier, as well as continue to impress my teachers. I was scoring 70% in most subjects and even 100% on the most recent pure maths test. The problem was I was still finding it difficult to managed time and so found very little space to revise before half term (now). I came into the half term wondering if I should just bin physics because it would give me alot more time to revise, but yet again I decided against it. I had planned to do 10 hours each day (other than a few days where I had work at my part time job). Each day I was managing 7 hours out of the 10 that I had planned, which is still pretty good, as 10 hours was probably a bit ambitious anyway. The exams are in three days now. But I’m still panicking as I feel like I’m not going to get the revision done in time for the date of each exam (they are all in the first week back.
My most recent report has attainment gradings as follows: Maths: A/B Physics: A/B Chemistry: A/B Psychology: A*/A
(these are NOT predicted grades just how I am doing in class like a normal report, although these will obviously influence predicted grades in some respect)
Final random note: I struggle with exams quite a lot due to dyslexia affecting slow processing (also my mum as ADHD and I am on the waiting list for a diagnosis as we are one and the same when it comes to focus), obviously I get extra time for this, but I still find my test scores don’t necessarily reflect my full ability. However, in GCSEs, I achieved almost 2 grade above all of my predicted mock grades, so it appears sometimes I can pull out the bag for exams
Any advice - on how best to utilise my final days of revision, whether or not the unis I am looking at are too ambitious, what my predicted grades are likely to look like, and how to make myself as appealing to universities as possible - from anyone but especially year 13’s that have been through the system would be much appreciated :)

Hello, so my friend wants to buy BO3 he missed the last one so when is the next steam sale coming because I have no idea, and also what will the price be at the sale?

I'm cis and one of my closest friends of nearly 10 years recently came out as trans. I try to be as supportive as I can, and obviously I don't really have much advice for her since I do not have the same life experiences, but I try to be there to listen as one of her closest friends.
Yesterday I invited her over for dinner, and from our long conversation I was taken back by some of the things she was telling me that sounded like conspiracy theories, and I don't know if I should be concerned about my friend or if I'm out of the loop and naive. I am not on social media and ever since Trump I read the news a lot less. I say this for context that I hear about current events, but I can't say that I really do my due diligence and dive deeply into topics.
What she was telling me was that the current anti-trans movement is basically the successor to the Nazi regime and that they've finally found ultimate power through their anti-trans policies and genocide of trans people. The thinking here was that since there will always be trans people replacing those that have died, they can be the perpetual scapegoat for their ideologies that will keep them in power. Further, the genocide of trans people will soon escalate to include the entire LGBT spectrum and also black people and other people of color.
I didn't really know what to say, and didn't really say anything and just listened. She repeatedly told me that she knows I think what she's telling me is crazy, but that she's dead serious and that I didn't know how bad it was. And to be fair, at least that bit is true. I hear about all the anti-drag and anti-trans legislation and other talking points, but to be fair I'm not as well read as I should be, like I said previously.
So my question is, should I be concerned about these ideas my friend is holding on to, or am I extremely naive and out of touch? I know things are bad out there, but is there truth to what she told me?

So this is gonna be something that happened to me spme time ago. I HAD two friend groups: 1 was a happy, cuddly and sweat group of me and a few ppl wich were transgender, pan and bisexual. 2 was me and three other friends one was homophobic, one was racist and one was just dumb. I once had a ✨brilliant✨ idea to combine them both and see what would happen... So you would think it was a disaster to everyone. No, it was a disaster for me. When both groups met they were all sceptical about it and weren't rlly comfortable with it, but after a week the racist was not racist anymore, the homophobe was not homophobic and the dumb was still dumb but less rude. It was cool and all, but then group 2 was lying, they all started telling fucked up shit about me and group 1 believed them it was my word vs like 7 other ppl. A month has passed and well, shit ain't looking so good anymore. I was forgotten by everyone of them and whenever they see me in public they go the other way or try to hide from me like I'm gonna kill them, two ppl from group 1 were together and now they have broken up bc the homophobe turned out gay and now is with one of the trans ppl. A few just broken their friendships, and one trans person offed themself because of the break up and stuff... And it's all because I had that idea... My advice is to never combine friend groups so different from eachother or you might end up like that: guilt, sadness and the will to kill myself.

...with archinstall granted but still! I've been using Manjaro for a few years now. Not really by choice to be honest but because it was the only Arch-based distro that comes working "out of the box" for me at the time, like a fully fledged desktop operating system. But I'm getting sick of it now, I keep finding myself on Arch-specific sites and forums to fix issues that I'm on Manjaro in the first place to apparently circumvent. Here's the big kicker...up until last night I had no idea EndeavourOS existed. If I'd known that I'd probably be there happy not making this post now. But I didn't stop at Endeavour, I jumped immediately into base Arch. I never really researched distros, at the time Manjaro was the one being suggested and was trending so I went with that and just stuck with it.
I had a ton of things tweaked to try to workaround gaming related issues on Manjaro. For one I was using steam-native-runtime because again I heard at the time that was the suggested option but I come to find that might have been what kept causing Proton games to stop launching. Practically any time anything related to Arch or Manjaro got an update on my system I could fully anticipate having to delete my compatdata folders in Steam to get Proton games to launch again. I have no idea what it was but I sort of attributed to Linux gaming just not being there. And about once a month, someone would cause my system to get stuck on the "starting /dev/nvme0n1" message when booting Manjaro after an update, which led to me routinely having to (learn how to, and then) chroot into Manjaro to rerun mkinitcpio. On a "preconfigured user-friendly home desktop operating system." Games run as good on Manjaro as they do on other distros, that's about the only good thing I can say about it looking back.
Anyway after another bad update ("bad" basically meaning requiring Manjaro-specific workarounds/intervention) and then reading yet another Manjaro-bad article out there I finally decided to just break away and move on. I'm the type who doesn't like reinstalling often if I don't have to that's why I just kept trying to fix things. But I've come to feel I'm simply using a bad distro, it's time to move on. I wanted to go base Arch because at this point I don't want to use a distro based on another distro. When I went to learn how to install base Arch, I saw many many MANY users saying to just try Endeavour instead. So that's what I did, and this is where my love for base Arch began. Instantly the minimalism and KISS philosophy clicked for me. Endeavour I would say gave me a template and example to work off of, showing how amazing Arch can be if done right. Not the default xfce build, while it was an amazing starting point for the live medium I opted to go with their Plasma option in the installer, which I was used to from Manjaro. I loved it and spent about 2 days there learning things. But that distros based on distros things still loomed in my mind..
Downloaded latest Arch iso. Typed archinstall. Chose my own pre-made partitions. Chose KDE related options. That's it. Wait THAT'S IT?!?!??!! I could have been using base Arch all this time with the vanilla version of my favorite DE by simply pressing enter a few times?! I'm still in shock 2 weeks later honestly I feel like a kid on Christmas I've been having so much fun. And best of all everything simply works. There aren't even any setup stories to tell because there's simply nothing to say, everything worked and has continued to work as it updates. Steam and Proton have remained as they are, all games continuing to launch. It feels as reliable a way to play PC games as Windows is. It's almost boring it works so good I swear. I don't use any AUR packages (yet) and everything comes from main or multilib repos. Manjaro prisoners if you're reading this......jump ship right now, you have no idea what you're missing out on, and it is insanely easy to migrate. Vanilla everything feels so, so good. I don't have to read Arch related news or articles or wikis with the asterisk of "but Manjaro" anymore.

I've tried all the reset options and none of them work for me (I don't have another iOS device, I live alone, it's 1.30am so I can't ask a friend.
I tried the reset where it sends a code to your phone via text, but when I enter that it just loads endlessly.
Apple support said they don't think my account has been compromised, even though someone who wasn't me changed my password? They've been absolutely useless, asking the same questions again and again with no resolution.
Also I do have two factor authentication turned on. The bit where a code pops up on your phone and you have to enter it when logging in.
Has anyone had this happen or any ideas on how I can get my account back or at least shut down?

I’m 19M and I’m not in college and it seems impossible to find girls to date. I don’t like tinder and idk where else to meet people. People say to do things you’re interested in, but my town has barely anything. I tried going to a few card game tournaments with my friends and that didn’t work and everyone stunk, and I thought about going to a young adults church group but rn idk what I believe so idk if that’s the best idea. Idk if I wanna date someone religious or not. My other passion is music but everything music related the people are extremely quiet so that never worked either. Idk what to do, any tips?

This took place late 90's, when cell phones still charged calls by the minute so the use of pagers was still pretty common.
My GF at the time had a pager, and she would keep it clipped to her sun visor in her car when driving, so if it went off she could glance at it to see who was sending the page without really taking eyes off road, and see if it's worth pulling over. Being early summer and we were about 20, 21, life was all about social time those days.
At this time, well before the internet took hold, the popular hangout was the Shopping Mall. 200 stores, something for everyone, and it's where the masses of teenagers would spend their free time. Largest mall in the region so always a chance to meet new people or find people you hadn't seen in a while.
So as she pulled in on a Friday night to meet up with her friends, she saw an old friend from her neighborhood, someone she hadn't seen since middle school years. (he went down the pothead route, she didn't, they drifted but no hard feelings) So she stopped next to him, chatted for a few minutes, exchanged pleasantries, then moved on to find a parking space.
It was there, as she went to get out of the car, that she noticed the pager was missing. She instantly remembered he had leaned in to rest his arms on the window frame to chat, and remembered when he asked her about something that prompted her to reach for her glovebox, and he must've swiped it then. Feeling stupid, and knowing who took it wasn't hard to figure out, but good luck finding him again amongst the crowds.
She went home, and tried to deal with it herself. She knew where he lived, as during the conversation he had mentioned he was "staying with so-and-so" and she knew where that guy lived. She borrowed her older brother's cell phone, called me and told me where she was going, gave me the address. I headed there.
So she went to the townhouse complex, parked right outside their unit, walked up and rang the doorbell. She talked to the mutual friend's mother. Explained what happened. Lady seemed annoyed at the kid, said he was a deadbeat, and agreed to help. She paged her son, he called back, and she said they were on their way home right now.
So she sat outside and waited. 15 minutes, 30 minutes... I show up and park far away, but within a line of site. I wanted to back her up in case things for fucky but if she wanted to handle this the nice way, I'll let her do that first. (I think she thought she would confront him, he's say something like "it was worth a try" and hand it back?) An hour. By now it was getting late, was after 12 midnight. We waited until 12:30 when she calls me and says she needs to get some sleep, "let's just write it off."
But I had a feeling. So I told her to leave, to pull out of the complex, circle around, then pull back into the complex and park over where I was parked, then turn off her car.
She does, then comes join me in my car and we have a bit of a stakeout.
Sure enough, my suspicions were confirmed when not 5 minutes later the guys arrive. Her mother told them she was waiting, then told them once she left and it was clear to come home.
I asked her if that was the asshole's car, or the friends. We saw them get out and realized it was the asshole's car.
My plan quickly fell into shape. I told her to go home, get some sleep, I'll take care of this.
See, the car stood out. It was a beater car. It was blue with a silver back fender and back passenger door, replaced from an accident but never painted to match. It was heavily tinted, which is illegal but not really enforced unless police wanted a reason to pull you over. It had a loud system. Every square foot had a dent or a ding. There was a shitty add-on spoiler that was 3 sizes too large, and there were Jamaica flag bumper stickers on it even though he was white as snow. And he had these obnoxiously bright neon license plate frames.
You know the type, instead of buying a decent car wastes tons of money blinging out a piece of shit that constantly breaks down.
So I sit and I wait. 1 am, 2am rolls around. Most house lights in the area have gone out by now, including theirs. Not quite time.
3 am rolls around, 3:30... almost.
3:45, there was not a lick of movement anywhere. Now's the time!
I get out of my car, hunch down (just in case) and slowly work my way to his car. Pull out my screwdriver and quietly remove both the back and the front license plates, replace the frames, head back to my car, and drive home.
You see, the way the parking lot was, walking out of his front door you are looking at the driver side of his car, not the front or the back. And who, honestly, looks to see if there are license plates on your car when you go to get in it?
So it's now late Saturday afternoon, and a posse shows up at my GF's house, including a very large woman threatening to beat the crap out of her. She played it cool, said she had NO idea what they were talking about. They screamed that she stole his license plates because he had stolen her pager, and he even took out the pager and smashed it on the sidewalk as some sort of "revenge"
She laughed and said "I honestly have NO idea what you are talking about.. I don't really care about the pager, we already had the account moved to a new pager, that was was old and ugly anyway", yeah I came by to ask for it back, but it got late so I just got a different one. I don't care enough to make an issue out of it"
They continued to scream at her. Apparently he went out, the cops pulled him over for not having plates on his car, and he had to go to the police station and file a police/theft report in order to get out of a ticket.
She just repeated "I had nothing to do with that, so unless you have proof, you're about to be seeing the police again"
They knew they had nothing, grumbled and weren't sure how to react, so they gave a few more empty threats threats and left.
I let it sit. I gave it about 6-7 weeks, nothing more came of it, and everyone but me apparently moved on with our lives.
I guess they thought that was the end of it.
But I saw that visit and those threats as an escalation, so I reacted in kind.
Late summer I Again went back to his place. Again I found the car (it was really easy to spot), and Again I waited until about 3:45am, and Again I stole his (new) license plates.
Only this time I put his original plates back on.
And because the non-repaired side of the back of his car left a gaping hole in the wheel well, I was able to get my arm up in there and pop out the bulb socket for his left blinker, then I went on my way.
So even if he DID get into the habit of making sure there were plates on the car.. there were. And unless he was paying attention, the numbers would seem natural because he had them for years. But I'm not sure he even looked.
If the internet was a thing back then, hell if SCANNERS were a popular thing back then, I would still have the hard evidence which to this day I'd probably use as my phone's lock screen picture.
A little blurb in the local paper a few days later. A blurb that was proudly cut out and shared amongst friends, but sadly lost to the ages in 25+ years and countless apartment and house moves since then.
A little blurb the "police blotter" section.
About the arrest of a particular young man, who was pulled over for a malfunctioning blinker, on a car that was operating on stolen plates. He was charged with fraudulently filing a false police report, (claiming plates clearly in his possession were stolen) defrauding the Motor Vehicle Commission (a crime in this state) for fraudulently obtaining new plates, possession of controlled substances, and possession of drug paraphernalia, along with a host of traffic violations for having tinted window, failure to maintain vehicle, and a few other tickets. He was remanded pending bail and issued a court date.
Never found out if he posted bail, I'm sure his friend's mother didn't, and he had already been on the outs with his own family.
It was a good 5 months later when we were at the mall again, and she sees the large woman and a couple of the other people that came to her house that day walking towards us. We all noticed each other at the same time, I felt my GF tense up a little bit, but without a word those three just paused a second, turned, and went in a different direction.
Never saw or heard from any of them ever again. I guess my message was received loud and clear.

I’m 19M and I’m not in college and it seems impossible to find girls to date. I don’t like tinder and idk where else to meet people. People say to do things you’re interested in, but my town has barely anything. I tried going to a few card game tournaments with my friends and that didn’t work and everyone stunk, and I thought about going to a young adults church group but rn idk what I believe so idk if that’s the best idea. Idk if I wanna date someone religious or not. My other passion is music but everything music related the people are extremely quiet so that never worked either. Idk what to do, any tips?

I’m 19M and I’m not in college and it seems impossible to find girls to date. I don’t like tinder and idk where else to meet people. People say to do things you’re interested in, but my town has barely anything. I tried going to a few card game tournaments with my friends and that didn’t work and everyone stunk, and I thought about going to a young adults church group but rn idk what I believe so idk if that’s the best idea. Idk if I wanna date someone religious or not. My other passion is music but everything music related the people are extremely quiet so that never worked either. Idk what to do, any tips?

I was playing the newest map for the second time on Damnation. I run as a gun psyker (pinning fire Shredder and a deflector Illisi), I think it's super fun to play, and also decently effective on Damnation tbh. There was also a flamer zealot, bolter vet, and shield ogryn. At the start of the game, one guy said on the mic that "it's my first time on this map, show me the way guys". We come to the part of the map where you have to pick up these two fuel cells, I decide to be friendly to the guy who play this map for the first time, and I type in chat that this is where we all died last time. I was about to type because we got spread out and overwhelmed by gunners, so we should be smart about it, etc. But the shield ogryn says, on mic, "because you're a garbage gun psyker". The bolter veteran chimes in, on mic, with "I agree gun psykers are garbage, but don't be rude." I just reply with a sad emoji, because I don't want to engage him. I thought it would end there.
But throughout the level they occassionally have a discussion about the faults of the gun psyker build, as if I'm not there. Like a psyker with a gun throws away everything that makes a psyker viable, like the infinite ammo, crowd control, etc. He sounded genuinely upset over the existence of gun psykers. At one point, a bunch of shotgunners show up and blast me to hell, to which he replies "some fucking asset you were." At the end in the Valkyrie, he at least admits "well, that was a pretty solid game I gotta say". The zealot goes out of his way to actually praise my performance, and types that he actually likes gun psykers. The ogryn and the vet are like "you're just making me mad again" and "diet veteran, just play veteran".
So the discussion here is:
- Are gun psykers really the worst build? Are psykers nothing without their staffs?

Good day,
For those who have or are on their way to overcoming self-hate and body image issues caused by narcissist or covert narcissist, how did you do it? I need some feel good stories here.
I left my CN years ago. But the gaslighting and covert narcissism was so spectacular that I had no idea that it was happening to me during the course of the relationship.
When I left my ex, it was for the obvious reasons like cheating and outward disrespect. It was only when I was relaying the other things that happened in my relationship (the nuances) to an old friend, that her eyes went wide and she looked concerned and said “It sounds like he was gaslighting you”. I’d never heard the term before. I went to Google and was shocked.
Someone on Reddit suggested I read, “The Covert Passive Aggressive Narcissist” and it’s like the author had sat with my ex and written about him in every chapter. To this day some of my closest friends and family are the flying monkey’s in my life, even years after leaving. They still think he’s awesome and I just made things up. When I left him, I had very little emotional support.
Im happy to be free of him, but as for me, I’m still fighting the damage he did. I had moments in between chapters when I read The Passive Aggressive CN where I had to put the book down and cry or just take it in, because after all these years I feel validated. I was with someone who drained the life out of me.
He would regularly do things like look at me in disgust and when I would call him out on it, he would tell me I was making it up. In those moments I would think, “maybe I was being irrational”. Then he would tell me I was beautiful And shower me with compliments. Then other times it was pure disgust and so on and so on.
My looks are just one thing, there were so many others but I want to zone into self-image for now. I spent the 8 years that I was with him obsessing over my looks and to this day, I still do.
I obsess over how I look because of how much damage that relationship did to me. I never feel like I look good enough. If I see a flaw, I zone in to it. I also constantly sabotage my exercise routine; I could be in the zone, feeling good, starting to see results from exercise and then I will just stop. And then the cycle starts all over again. I can’t take a compliment to save my life, I get embarrassed or think the person complimenting me is making it up.
I hate that it took me so long to realise what happened to me but better late than never right? I desperately want to end this cycle of self-hate and body issues. For those who have done it or are on their way, can you please give me tips.
Thank you in advance.

My Mother is 73 years old and has spent the last 3 months in the hospital and skilled nursing care recovering from sepsis. I am her only adult child (40), fully disabled, and completely dependent on her income to survive. According to her care team, my mother has not been able to recover enough strength through physical therapy to be even partially independent, in that she will need assistance even getting out of bed to go to the bathroom. Because of my disability they are apprehensive (to say the least) about letting her return to our home, believing i will not be able to provide any care for her. There has been talk of forcing her to reside in a nursing home.
However, aside from what little SSI will provide me, i am completely dependent on her income to survive. If she enters a nursing home it is my understanding that Medicaid will take every last cent of her retirement pension to offset the cost of her nursing home care. While Medicaid would let me continue to live in our home, they will leave nothing whatsoever to continue to pay for it, to pay for our bills, food, living expenses, etc. Without exaggeration, this would literally leave me homeless and destitute, as i have no family or friends that would be able to assist me. I would literally be thrown out onto the street as a disabled person dependent on dialysis, among other things, which could very will be a death sentence.
I have retained attorneys specializing in this field, but no attorney can know everything, and they admit this is a very unique case they have never dealt with before, and are not immediately aware of how to proceed. I'm here to ask if anyone experienced with Medicaid can offer any advice, no matter how obscure or unlikely. Are there any exceptions, laws, processes, adjudication, non-Medicaid options that can help? I need to be able to retain at least a portion of my mother's income in order to survive, or enroll in some program that can provide income or assistance.
In a morbid twist of fate, if/when my mother passes away i will receive her pension plan as a disabled beneficiary in a special needs trust, which will leave me able to survive, but in-between now and that time, i am facing the situation described above.
I am in desperate need of help and advice, if anyone knows anything, has any ideas, knows of anything that could help, please respond.
P.S.
State of residence is Louisiana. Her pension provides too much to qualify for Medicaid outright.