It feels like my players multiclass at any opportunity and then argue that “it’s not that good”. I know you have to have the stats for it and that you will have less hp due to round down but I’m racking my brain as to how a rogue 7 is anywhere near as good as a rogue 6/wizard4-5 with invisibility, mage armor and other spells. Can someone please enlighten me?

I feel shame for posting here so often, but I absolutely got no clue about this one :(
Maybe mid/Late 2010s, I played this game on my mom's laptop. As I can remember, It starts when parent-bird hangs laundry on the street, it's child (Baby-Bird) is siting/playing near by its parent. Suddenly, big bird comes and steals Baby-Bird. Now you play for parent-bird, you need to go through different challenges and puzzles to save your child! Maybe, it's not 100% correct, it was a long time ago and I can't remember much details.
I asked my mom, but she couldn't help me. I tried to google it, but also couldn't find anything usefull… but I'm not crazy!!
Here some things, that may help:

• I'm 100% sure that it wasn't something Angry Birds/Rio related.
• You know this online games websites that have a lot of different online games on it? I may be wrong, but I don't think that it was the case. Maybe this game had its own website, or maybe this website had different games on it, but was pretty and clean, without colorful design.
• Maybe this game was by some indie developers? I would not be surprised, if so
• I think This Game had really pretty and calm design… my brain says that this game may have Fran Bow or Over the Garden Wall vibes (Something fogy, with a lot of calm colors… brown, green, blue etc) but I may mistake things m(_ _;m)

I will appreciate any help! I really stuck on this one, maybe I'm in hunt for something non-existent, but I'm hoping that I will find it one day. Sorry for all mistakes/typescripts, and Thank You for help!

I’m 28f. Someone messaged me today from my past, we never slept together but did go on a date ages ago and it was a very sexually charged convo when we did speak, he said he had my number and was clearing out his phone so I insisted I had 0 clue why or how he got it as he kept mentioning a name I don’t remember and the number wasn’t in my phone anymore and at this point I had no recollection of this person. Anyway he reeled off some stuff and I then said oh I remember you, why are you changing your identity when it’s clear I know you’re lying.
Anyway, long story short he asked what I was doing career wise so I answered, then he was asking if I still stayed on at the place I originally planned and I said no times change etc. I gave my own flat. He then said it’s near him Then he said “maybe swing by mine” I said nope thanks I’m happily taken and married (I’m not married but I imagined that would shut him down) anyway later on he said “I saw the old conversations and they were very messy” I said out of respect just delete them I’m not the same person as I was thrn. He then kept insisting I was lying to put on a front or that I was lying to myself. So I laughed and corrected him, saying that I just matured. He kept banging on abouy the conversations and sent me inappropriate screenshots of old things, so I said, I don’t believe I acted in the way you say so can I see these chats. He pulled the worst ones involving sex and I just said delete it all, but it’s funny how I replied at 7 am after a night out and I go to work at that time lol how life changes. He then said”I don’t keep girls numbers if we didn’t have sex so I’ve defo had sex with you” I said “no wouldn’t be me. I wasn’t interested (laugh emoji)” he then insisted we did and said I would call him for it I said “look I don’t know who you’re mjxing me up with but that behaviour is tragic and wouldn’t be me. If it was I was probably off my head”
He kept saying it gets worse with some screenshots that he sent me and I said. I’m not that girl I don’t need to see it. To which he then said, well I’ll leave you to it but it sounds like you still have a thing for me. I ignored it and decided not to play into it.
Then later, he said “oh I saw your Instagram pictures, you’re so p****ing above your weight with him” I got annoyed and then said how rude it was and took a second to educate him. To which he then said “it was a joke, you know you’re very pretty” at this point I said “delete my number, leave me along and let’s not continue this anymore”
He then said “if I were him I wouldn’t be too happy we were chatting but it sounds like you wanna carry on”
I ignored and blocked.
AITA?

My transfer day isn’t for another 9 days. I had a scan on Friday and my lining was measuring 9mm in the middle and 11mm near the end. The nurse told me that because I had only been taking oestrogen for 9 days, I had to wait till at least 12 days before starting progesterone.
I receive the dates and it says I start progesterone on 1st June. That means I’ll have been on oestrogen for 14 days. I know that is normal for some women, but I’ve always responded well to fertility medications in the past. (This is our third FET, we sadly miscarried three times before).
Now I’m getting myself worried that my lining is going to be too thick. Has anyone been in this position before and been okay? Do you think I should contact the clinic or just leave it?
Thanks.

Looking for some advise on whether there is a path for me to qualify for the FE without additional schooling. Hoping to move into a geotechnical engineering role with my current company but they require you to be an EIT for the position. Any input would be greatly appreciated.
To provide background for my undergraduate I double majored in physics and geology. Then proceeded to get a masters in geophysics, then straight into PhD school were I was co-advised in both the geology and civil engineering departments with a focus on engineering geology specifically landslide repair and susceptibility analysis. I have multiple publications in both engineering and geology journals and was a TA primarily in the civil engineering department. However the issue is when I graduated my degree was awarded through the school of arts and sciences and not engineering.
Since then I have been working in geotechnical consulting for 2 years but have been unable to worked on many projects which are closer to what my PhD focused on because I am designated as a geologist and not an engineer. Bought and taken a few FE practice exams and feel confident I would have a chance at passing if I could qualify. Any advice on a pathway to qualification would be greatly appreciated!

What began a few days ago in vision and in thoughts, has slowly taken form into something I've started to enjoy. Having read all the works in entirety more than I care to keep track, taking the next path forward from full chapters, I enjoy now to just read over passages. Two days ago, I enjoyed my pre work coffee and began to create a passage to a part untold to us. Thus I began; the unrevealed meeting of Ëarendil in the Halls of Mandos, at the doors of Manwë: a comprehensive addition to the story that would be canonically relevant to the Silmarillion. Enjoy.
As Ëarendil, the Half-Elven mariner, sailed ever closer to the undying shores of Aman, the air shimmered with a profound anticipation upon the shipwright. Now the sea lay still, the white hull static, approaching the walls of the Valar the turf was revealed brightly before him. Ceaseless the salt of the seas crashed upon these shores, the devices of Ulmo flowing endless within the current of the tides, in ages long before he last beheld the isle of men. The golden light of the Two Trees, casting its ethereal glow, danced upon the waves that carried his steady vessel. The Valar, dwelling in the realms of the Blessed Lands, awaited his arrival with reverent patience and long thought, focus the fairest mind among the elves could not pretend. As his ship neared the haven of Valinor, the radiant shores glistened like a beacon of hope, beckoning Ëarendil towards the realm of the divine. The Ainur, the mighty and wise, gathered at the shores, their forms aglow with the light of ages. They stood tall and majestic, their eyes filled with wisdom and compassion, as they prepared to receive this mortal who carried the fate of Middle-earth upon his hardened shoulders. Ëarendil, guided by the Silmaril that adorned his brow, approached the shore with a mixture of awe and trepidation. Heavy this mighty wind seemed to bare the weight of countless ages as the shipwright stepped onto the hallowed land. His eyes, a humble determination in them filled, surveyed was the splendor of Valinor, its ethereal beauty overwhelming his mortal senses, moments passed and spent forgetting his carried burden . In the distance, he beheld the figure of Mandos, the Doomsman of the Valar, commanding respect and reverence his presence to any eyes of the Valar. Cloaked in the deep hues of twilight, his eyes held an eternal knowledge, for he had witnessed the ebb and flow of time and fate since the song of creation of Arda. Mandos, with a voice resonating like distant thunder, addressed Ëarendil, speaking of the great task he had undertaken and the hope that his voyage brought to the world. But it was the gaze of Manwë, the Lord of the Valar, that truly penetrated Ëarendil's soul. Manwë, clad in robes of azure, his countenance radiant with compassion, regarded Ëarendil with an understanding born from the depths of the Song of Creation. He saw in the Half-Elven mariner the spirit of endurance, the embodiment of the indomitable flame of hope that refused to be extinguished. "Ëarendil, child of two kindreds," Manwë spoke, his voice carrying the weight of all the heavens, "you have braved the tempests of the skies and the perils of the vast seas. Your courage and sacrifice have brought you to our shores, and the light of your Silmaril illuminates the path of destiny. In you, the fate of Elves and Men intertwines. Tell us of the woes and hopes of Middle-earth." And so, Ëarendil, standing before the assembled Ainur, recounted the tales of his journey, speaking of the darkness that threatened to consume the world and the valiant efforts of those who fought against it. His words echoed with a resonance that touched the hearts of the Valar, stirring within them a renewed determination to aid the Children of Ilúvatar. In that moment, a bond was forged, uniting the mortal and divine in purpose. From the depths of the Halls of Mandos to the heights of Taniquetil, a new chapter in the Song of Creation began to unfold, as Ëarendil became the beacon of hope, entrusted with the fate of Middle-earth. Thus, in the unrevealed meeting of Ëarendil in the Halls of Mandos and at the doors of Manwë, woven were the everlasting themes of men, courage and sacrifice, and the triumph of hope upon the stars.
Im having fun. Serious is the last way it should be taken, though I also don't want to disappoint the man for my best shot. Incredibly difficult to attempt to craft a single sentence in the ways of Tolkien, I have to admit it is quite challenging and fun to do so. Here's where I'm at, and I encourage anyone to add in to help me dial it into something respectable. Once we're past that, I'll spend time with more of the critique on my less than two days after dinner spent sculpting it together. Ultimately, I'm hoping that it's entirety shows the appreciation for the style of Tolkien, so I'd like not to deviate from it, as both a challenge and a promise I kept to myself. What would you see? Or what would be happening in the passage as he approaches the land of the undying? Or the initial gaze of the ainur, assessing this man as he approaches? What else can we add to this canon?

Intro and what I'm looking for

Idek where to start tbh. I wanna make a post that isn't too boring, long / short, or irritating to read as I have a habit of talking about my emotions + feelings and unnecessary venting about my life in several setences when it comes to this sort of thing, that's mostly what I talked about in my last post... I'm hoping I can get at least someone's attention by writing the right and necessary words on this subreddit... So, where to begin?
I guess I'll start with what I'm looking for in terms of dating. A fresh, warm, healthy and positive long-term relationship is what I've been craving for the last 4¼ years, not as in desperate or obsessed with it, more as in yearning for that right person to come along and bring sunshine to my life for the first time in a very long time. I'm sorry if that sounds a little cheesy but it's true. Someone who'll accept me for who I am and not care about what I have / don't have, someone who'll understand and accept my insecurities and flaws, not to mention me doing the same for her too. I wanna have that happy and bright future with that special someone, similar to all the couples I see on Instagram, laughing, joking, teasing each other, flirting, doing fun activities together both indoors and outdoors, purchasing matching items for them to wear and hold dear, holding hands... the list goes on.
Come and stop by so we can get to know each other first and see what happens if you're fascinated in this post enough, and if you think I'll be that sort of person you want in your life.

Personality (100% the truth)

As you might have guessed, I am a hard core introvert. Although I get along well with people irl; I briefly chat to them by saying the usual "hello" or "alright?", I then usually keep to myself from them most times to avoid feeling ignored / unimportant / irrelevant in their eyes. This is because I'm not that great at socialising in public places like the club or in the street, and also due to the fact that I feel extremely shy whilst meeting new people. All I feel, every single day, is irrelevant to everybody I come across on a day to day basis and tbh, I've gotten used to it over the years. However, if others ARE willing to get to know me and want me in their presence, I will perk up and be quite the confident individual once enough time passes :)
Other things you should know about me is that I'm extremely loyal and will never hurt the people I love and hold dear, no matter what. I care too much about the people in my life, including family, and I also will never let them down or disappoint them in any way.
Just a little fun fact about me, my zodiac sign is Cancer ♋️🦀 for those of you who are interested and if that matters to you at all. This is related to what I've just written above in the second paragraph.
[This is me pretty much nearing the end of this seemingly never ending post now]
Now that all the soppy stuff is out of the way, I will now talk about what I like doing on a day to day basis :D:

I'm an indoor type of person. I like:

•Watching TV shows like Doctor Who when new episodes come out, The Simpsons and Hollyoaks 5 days a week, and binging on a ton of movies.
•Listening to music pretty much every single day as I'm a huge HUGE fan of it.
•Gaming on PC games such as GTA, Red Dead, and Minecraft.
•I may stay indoors most of the time, but I DO also enjoy doing outdoor activities like spending my days out in places in the UK like Scarborough, Blackpool, Hornsea and Withernsea.
•I'm also interested in Photography, taking stunning photos both indoors and outdoors to store and save for later. Wildlife, sea life and everything else in between is what I'm most interested in :)
•Playing different sports such as Badminton, Bowling, Cricket, Dodgeball, Tennis and Volleyball on the beach are activities I really enjoy doing, but I haven't played them recently thanks to a lack of others playing them with me.
•Gardening and working with plants is something that really fascinates me, planting and watching plants of all shapes and sizes grow is everything I've wanted to do since my late high school days. Also getting a bit of sunshine on my neck in the summer does me some good lol.
•I occasionally like doing artistic activities like card making, paper crafting, drawing and painting, but only on special occasions.
•I also like to read from time to time.

Physical Appearance

My appearance is quite normal:
•I'm 5'8 in height
•I've got quite the decent body shape
•I have no tattoos but I'm considering getting a few in the future
•I've got a small amount of facial hair (but I've shaved recently so I'm not quite as hairy on the face as I used to be)
•I've got quite a lot of hair on the top of my head but keep it in control most times with hairspray
•I've got an average to slightly above average face imo (pics can be exchanged if you're interested in knowing what I look like)
•I'm healthy with no health conditions or concerns
•I wear normal clothes such as buttoned t-shirts, hoodies / denim jackets, jeans / tracksuit bottoms, and leather jackets in colder weather.

You

I'm not too bothered what kind of women I talk to / get with tbh. Just as long as you:
•Live in the UK, or at least in different countries that are close to the UK like Norway, Ireland, Sweden, Belgium, Denmark, France, or perhaps even The Netherlands, since all have shorter time-zone differences to the ones in the UK, (but you can message me wherever you are on the globe)
•Don't smoke or do drugs
•My age limit is between 18-23, but people that are past that age range can also message me.
•I'm not religious, by any means, but I don't mind dating people who are.
•Come as you are, no sugar coating, be real, be genuine. 🚫No NSFW content please🚫, that's all I ask.

Outro

Welp, this is me finally signing off and seeing what happens. If you've read this far, then I appreciate you for taking the time out of your schedule to read my post all the way through :) I hope you have a nice rest of your day 🙏🏻👋🏻 Come say Hi if you're feeling up to it! 🙂

Hey :) my name is Simon, I'm a 28 years old French guy who lives near Paris. I'm working in the sociomedical field as a psychologist. I'm looking for some foreign friends to practice my English (Les français/francophones sont également bienvenus)
About myself: I have a cat. I'm an open minded person who likes many things especially astronomy, science fiction, psychedelic and experimental music, art, concerts, museums... I'm currently playing TOTK so sorry if I don't reply right away sometimes.
If you decide to write me, please introduce yourself a bit otherwise I'll not answer you
See you!

I want to preface this by saying that this is not a 'Asheville is the worst' post. Instead, it's just a 'Am I alone in feeling this way?' post.
I moved to Asheville right at seven years ago for a job that paid too little and expected too much from me. At first, I really didn't vibe with the area and was desperate to go anywhere else, but after awhile, it really grew on me and became this place that I rooted for in every definition of the word. I became that person who would try to recruit family and friends to move here, just because of how much I believed in it and felt like it had a lot to offer the region and state, especially for those who are unsure of themselves and don't have a place to call home. I've lived in NC my entire life and have lived in most areas across the state, both rural and urban, but I felt deeply connected to Asheville.
Then something changed along the way. I became almost resentful of the city and have been looking for ways to get out sooner rather than later. I'm not really sure where it stems from or what happened in my mind for it to shift from rooting for the home team to not even wanting to watch the game anymore, but it has felt pretty drastic.
I sometimes question if my hope for this region has been dashed by poor representation and even poorer decisions, like approving six-story cookie cutter apartment complexes for every vacant lot and local reps nearly always putting tourists over locals. Then I look around and feel sad that there are so many problems that aren't being fully addressed, like the growing population of unhoused people that have had their belongings destroyed or the cost of living growing so exponentially without any sort of recourse from local officials.
So, to get to my question: does anybody else feel this way? Or, has anybody felt this way and either left or stayed? I'm not here to bash or tear down this beautiful pocket of the state, but I've never felt this way in my life and it's throwing me for a loop that I desperately want to get out of. Appreciate it, y'all.

My partner and I have been together for 3 years. We have a 9 night holiday abroad planned for August and both our birthdays are in September. For our birthdays in previous years we have gone away for a night for both of our birthdays so I'll pick where we go for my birthday and my gf will pick where we go for hers.
This year because of the holiday I said I wouldn't be able to afford to go away for our birthdays so maybe just a day out each instead and my gf agreed. She saw an event in a city that isn't really near us that is happening on her birthday weekend and has asked if we can go to it. I pointed out we wouldn't be able to get there and back in a day and she said no but we could make a night of it and stay over. I mentioned that we have already agreed we're not doing that this year and we're only doing a day out. She said we could do a night away instead of 2 days away sicne it would cost a cimilar amount of money. I disagreed sicne it would mean doing nothing at all for my birthday just so we can do more for my gf which isn't really fair.
She kept going on about how she really wants to go to this event and that I can pick everything else we do when we go away so it'll be for both of us but I said no since I've already picked where I want to go for the day. She called me unreasonable and said it was unfair since the event won't be happening again so she really wants to go. I told her to drop it since I'm not changing my mind. She knows it's out of the budget to go away since we're going on holiday the month before.
She just repeated that I was being unfair since she really doesn't want to miss the event and I should be able to manage going away for 1 night. Does anyone have any advice on how to handle the situation?
tl;dr my gf and I agreed to only do a day out for each of our birthdays this year due to going abroad on holiday the month before. My gf has found an event she wants to go to so is now saying I'm being unfair by saying I can't afford to go away for the night. Does anyone have any advice?

Hi, I'm an incoming phd student looking for a bedroom near campus. I prefer an all girls apartment. My budget is below 900$. I am a neat and quiet person. Please contact me if you're interested!

Title spells it out. I’ve been transitioning for nearly 5 years, and I’m satisfied with most of my features like my face and voice, except for my weight.
Now, while I’m sure I probably have some societally ingrained fatphobia, I actually have nothing against being fat, except for how my body seems to store weight, primarily in my stomach and face and not really anywhere else. This gives me a really mannish looking beer gut, that I absolutely hate, and my muffin top overshadows my very minor hip gains and winds up making me look shapeless. I did actually have a period where I lost weight a while back, and I, weirdly, looked curvier while I was thinner.
I feel like my body looks gross and ugly, and it’s (ironically) compelled me to show it off, hoping that others telling me it’s not will change my feelings on it, but it never works. I know I shouldn’t let my dysphoria dominate my entire self-image, but it’s hard for me not to. It prevents me from ever seeing myself as beautiful, despite being aware of my other good features. This has been going on for so long that I’m kinda just numb to the idea of seeing myself as ugly, and it’s not as devastating as it used to be, though I still wish I could change it.
I’m trying to lose weight again, but it’s a lot harder than last time. I still haven’t given up hope though. I feel like losing weight is the last hurdle I need to climb, and once I have, I’ll finally be pretty and happy with my body.

ON ST. GEORGE’S SPEAR
Ch. 18
First Previous
This takes place in an alternate universe described here.
Credit to u/spacepaladin15 for the original universe :)
Memory Transcript Subject: Com. Tomas Cardóna, Commander of the ENS Cupertino, member of the Dominican Order of Scientists
Date [standardized human time]: August 22, 2178
My promotion ceremony was purely for practical reasons, and everyone knew it. My mission was not to be conducted by anyone with “undue authority” or some other bureaucratic nonsense that always seems to find its way into everything.
However, before the government could get a handle on everything, the whole HHE found out about the Arxur's enslavement, and probable consumption of, the crew and descendants of the ENS St. Jeanne de Chantal. It was decided then, that “Squadron 12” would take upon itself a new, grim, task: Providing a secluded home for humanity to develop in times of peace, or flee to if the war goes south.
The former EES vessels were the premier ships for the job, so the Cupertino was chosen as we have been the most recent one to complete a mission successfully, and thus have the most experienced crew. It doesn’t hurt that the Cupertino has been significantly refitted into more of a light frigate than a science vessel, but I digress.
The Cupertino was to have an escort of around 8 corvettes and 2 frigates. By far the heaviest formation I have ever been in willingly. We received orders to travel to Ross 128, again, to stage our transport to our new home. Before we left Earth orbit, however, a top-secret set of orders was patched to my command desk. We were to make a detour to the Centauri system. Further orders would be given in person there.
So be it. I ordered a detour to Proxima. If they wanted to drag this out unnecessarily, well, two can play that game. Then, as if it was expecting us, an outdated museum piece of a “frigate” left orbit and started to charge toward us.
“ENS Cupertino*, this is the* ENS Philomena with permission to dock. Slow down and prepare for docking procedures.”
The Philomena?! That vessel had its heyday during the 3rd Chinese War! It still uses nuclear thermal rockets for crying out loud. We could stay at 40% power and still outrun them. However, it would be bad form just to leave another friendly craft in the dust.
I went to the docking bay to give the idiot in charge of the Philomena a piece of my mind. There is no way I am letting them tag along on an interstellar mission. That would be stupid on so many levels … No. I’m not even going to think about it.
Before I realized it, I was in the docking bay, impatiently waiting for the Philomena to maneuver around the clamps and towards the docking seal with all the tender grace of a buffering video. Markov was his usual cheery self, which is to say he showed all the emotion of a cliff face. A squad of Marines of the order of St. Sebastian was formed on either side of the seal, to show our new capabilities to the rest of the world, as well as to assure ourselves that we are ready for whatever we might find past known space. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be another genocidal maniac empire.
The door opened to a Captain standing in the doorway. He spoke before I could voice some decidedly not-Christian thoughts about his arrival.
“Are you Commander Cardóna?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. I want to talk to you about a classified topic.”
Not again.
“Very well. Follow me to the ready room. Markov, prepare the flotilla.”
Markov nodded, and the Captain followed me to a secondary room, as the ready room was near the bridge, and the docking bay was not.
As soon as the door closed, he locked the door.
“I’m not going to beat around the bush, Commander. You’re going to be transporting Aliens. The Sheep, Kangas, and Spikies had a few volunteers join us. We thought they might be able to send them to help the fleet around Treshaan with their advanced knowledge of galactic political borders and possibly steer you clear of other hostiles.”
“The who sent volunteers?”
“Oh, you probably know them by their official names. Venlil, Yotul, and Go-jid. Trust me, there’s a reason why the Yotul have been nicknamed ‘Kangas’, and it’s not just because they look vaguely similar.”
“Aren’t those aliens deathly afraid of us? How would we be able to accommodate them? We have already lost part of our habitable area to weapons systems, they would have no choice but to be crammed in with us!” I may have said that with a bit more vigor than I intended, but I wasn’t about to cause a diplomatic incident by having an alien die of fright.
“Where did you hear that?”
“Frankly, sir, I am shocked that you rose to such a rank without learning the power of the rumor mill.”
“Fair point. To address your concerns, the volunteers are all in the process of converting. To assist them, a cohort of priests, deacons, and other clergy will be helping them in their path. They have performed a miracle over the past few months. I don’t know the details, but the aliens showed “positive reactions” only 4 weeks into their rehabilitation.”
“Sir, we only have the spare rooms for 30, counting turning those rooms into bunks.”
“That’s great! As we have 32, including the clergy, on the Philomena awaiting transfer, and I doubt that your priest aboard would protest sharing his room. Fortunately for all involved, you will only be transporting them to Treshaan where they will be distributed among the fleet already stationed there.”
I saluted the Captain and went to the Chapel. There, I got down on my knees and asked, [No one in particular] what I did wrong to warrant this punishment. After a half-hour of rethinking every life choice I made up until this point, I left feeling less despair and more resignation than when I entered.
I always hated being the taxi for my family.
Memory Transcript Subject: Chief Hunter Slasaan, Arxur Dominion Sector Fleet
Date [standardized human time]: June 21, 2178
I rushed the Hunter into a small shuttle that would take me to my command ship, which I inherited from my predecessor, Chief Hinter Shaza. That old hag wouldn't be able to comprehend that there are another sapient species in the galaxy, so I guess it was for the best when she suffered that “accident”.
The Hunter seemed to be in awe of the size of the ship. I couldn’t blame her. The ship was large to such an unreasonable degree that some other Chief Hunters tried to scrap the ship due to its “impracticality” in combat situations. Another theory from the formerly-alive Chief Isif that acted as if prey could put up meaningful resistance.
After letting her tour the ship, I tried to get a sizeable fleet behind me if this new species was not open to negotiations. However, as was to be predicted, the other Chief Hunters and houses were dragging their tails as much as they could. If I didn’t know any better, I would have called them Mazic-Boned, but that would only lead to my death.
After a [week] or two, I had finally gathered my task force that would initiate official contact. I was just about to go crazy being on a ship with this many other people at once. Was this why Shaza was so weird? Did she like to keep company like that? Was she hiding defective Arxur on this ship?
Shaking that train of thought from my head, I walked onto the bridge and took everything in. If anything screamed ‘Most powerful Arxur under the Prophet-Descendant,’ this is it. As the task force started our final leg toward Treshaan, I couldn’t help but feel optimistic about negotiations with this new species.

I've lived in a house in Tennessee for two, almost 3, years. The owner may be planning to kick me out or sell it out from under me. I'm not a paying tenant, I've just been living here. I have paid all of the utilities. Also, they have been SLOWLY making repairs even with repairs that may be life threatening. Even now they still have to repair the outside, a good bit of wood rot and general ugliness, and they have to fix two possible shorts in lights.
Please give me any advice you can think of. We have documentation of their slowness to repair things. Also, this is a family house under a trust that I am a beneficiary of, I am supposed to receive the house when the originator of the trust dies.

Helloo!
I'm in the process of making a costume for the Coney Island Mermaid Parade.
I was thinking as going as a seaweed type person/thingy. I have an olive green dress to use as a base. But I want to make seaweed that doesn't involve using trash bags.
Of course I can always reuse the DIY seaweed for another adventure but I'm not trying to add to the oceans plastic issue na' mean?
Plus I'll be near a beach after the parade I wouldn't want a seagull to choke on me. Lol

In the moment I try to find a rather cheap bike with tire clearance for bikepacking, because I am not sure if my Emonda ALR5 is made for the greater burden and if the 28c tires are comfortable enough for my wrists on long rides on significantly bumpier roads. If it is - feel free to write your experience.
Alternative would be a second cheaper bike like the Domane, which is made for this scenario. But actually, I prefer a more racier position, even for longer rides. lower handlebars are less hand pressure for me and I just feel more comfortable - every dude is different. To get nearly the same geometry as my emonda has I would have to buy two sizes smaller. 54 to 49.
What holds me back is obviously: I would need a 120mm stem and there are 5,6cm more seatpost showing. screams longer seatpost, because on the emonda it is already very high. don‘t even know if this would be stable.
What do you think of this?

I had my 4th test couple of days ago, with the same lady who failed me the last time, I felt like she uneccesarry turned my steering wheel just because I had moved in the right lane as I was turning right. I had a panic attack and I was shaking crying just unable to stop, and the lady just left me. She said she has terminated the test and to get my instructor to pick me up. She gave me the street name I'm on and walked away.
I was sat there for nearly an hour till my instructor got me, but I feel genuinely traumatised, even rethinking it I'm shaking and crying.
This has made me not want to do it again, I'm scared of being left on my own, test being terminated it's just.. I wanted to drive so bad, I only have like 1 dangerous and few minor every time but this has made me forget about it all together.
Everyone in my family thinks I'm being silly, but I am genualy so scared and traumatised I don't even want to think about getting in the car.
Think I just wanted to vent and have someone who might understand

Damn! The members there label you a man just because you don't want to join them in hating men. I made a huge mistake of commenting without realizing how toxic it is. But soon, I got repeated replies telling me I am a man, asking mods to ban me because THEY THINK I am a guy.
There is name-calling, abuse, shaming on the simplest things. I refused to hate on men. I took a stand that not all men are creeps and the ridiculous "19 out of 20 men" are creeps philosophy, random comments of "RAPE" on a thread nowhere near to it.. That sub is some real piece of shit.
There is outright bullying by women. On one comment, I supported the stance that women are initiating divorce but no, they are still no convinced. Because they want to hear bad stuff about men. Out of nowhere, there are accusations of being westernized, misogynist and a larper. I had to read my comments repeatedly to notice what was so wrong? Nothing! I had an opinion and it did not involve hating on men.
That is it! It is clear that hating men is a prerequisite to participate in that sub.
As much as I agree that I have personally not known many nice men, but I have met quite a few of them. It does not allow my conscience to label all of them as creeps, bring out random story of rape. It is because men bring out stuff about false cases and feminism in women centric posts and I hate it equally and try to practice what I preach by not doing it to the male gender either.
Wow, I am overwhelmed at the quality and mindset of women on that sub. Toxic af!
I have not had to prove my gender nor state it anywhere till now but this is just frustrating.

I recently got my second-ever "high-end" pen, the Lamy 2000 and have been using it non-stop to get a feel for it. My feelings are mixed, an I thought I'd do a review.

Design

After a week, I now love the design. That wasn't immediate -- it's something that takes a while to appreciate. When capped, it doesn't look special at all (I'd even say clunky). Uncapped even, it looks a little unique but nothing that makes you scream 'wow!' like some of the fancier pens I've seen here. But, there's something deeply connected and deliberate about the design... it feels unified. Like it's not a nib, piston, body, cap etc, but it really is a cohesive and deliberate single object. When you use it for a bit and then switch to almost any other pen (ballpoint or FP) you become aware of all the noticeably separate parts in almost any other design and appreciate the L2K even more.

Writing Experience - feeling the paper (but why?)

Some of this might be different based on the nib size you get (I got extra-fine).
Most of the other fountain pens I own (both low and high end) feel like they make a little puddle of ink underneath them. You feel the paper a little bit, but mostly you're gliding on the ink puddle when you're writing. Sometimes the puddle doesn't form fast enough or isn't thick enough and you get too much of the paper on the nib and people call it 'scratchy' because it's jarring and probably unintentional.
This doesn't feel 'scratchy' in the same way. But it feels a lot more friction-full, like you're deliberately dragging more of the nib on the paper than you ought to. So you feel the paper. You're gliding a bit, but barely compared to even something like the Lamy Safari. It seems to be a very deliberate feeling (alluded to in this great review: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0jYS0o3RAFw)
I don't like it though. I enjoy gliding around on a puddle. It's fun and effortless. This is more effortful. Also my basic understanding of friction tells me that the more of a puddle is under the nib, the less of the nib is touching the paper and wearing down. I'm definitely in very close contact with the paper here, all the time. It feels like this nib might not last a lifetime because of this, but maybe I'm drastically overestimating the effects. Lots of people say this is their everyday pen and it works fine. Maybe I'll do a follow-up in 60 years and see how it held up :)
Note also that there's a review from Goulet pens where he says how much of another level it is writing with the broad nib on this pen. I suspect that's because the broad nib would create enough of a puddle that you get that standard "glide" the way a Safari or almost any other pen does. Definitely not there on the Extra-Fine though.

Pressure and control, tiring

Because this pen has so little of a 'puddle', it means there's a smaller range of positions and angles you can hold the pen where it'll actually produce a mark on the page (the so-called 'sweet-spot' some people talk about). You can extend this range quite a bit just by pushing down, so if you're person who pushes on your pens a little bit, this isn't an issue. However, I like to barely touch the page, so this is an issue for me.
I also like to hold the pen very loosely. "Hold" isn't even the right word. I like to flail with a pen barely connected to my hand. If you refuse to push down, then the only other way to hit the 'sweet spot' is to have some moderate level of control in your grip so the pen is roughly hitting the page in the same spot every time. This also presents an issue for me.
Now, I'm not just a pure anarchist (for the purposes of this sub anyways). My non-contact flailing exists to let me write without tiring. Modifying either of these parameters (pressure or control) means using more finger muscles (the ones you use with a ballpoint pen that tire your hands out and get them to cramp after about 1-2 pages of writing). It's nowhere near as bad as ballpoint writing, but it's still there, and I can feel hints of it in my hand more with this than with my other (mostly cheaper) pens.

When used as intended - beautiful results

Rather than giving up entirely, I decided I'd trust German engineering a bit and lean into it. What happens if I use it 'as intended'? I'd played around with it enough to get an understanding of what 'as intended' might feel like (speed, pressure, control etc).
The results were amazing! It's the best my handwriting has looked with the least amount of effort. I mentioned effort and exertion above and this might sound like a contradiction but it isn't.
Basically, when I do my flailing, it's fast and fun but barely legible. Some people spend years practicing so the right swift swooshing motions produce beautiful, calligraphic text. I don't have that under my belt so the swooshing produces uncontrolled scribbles. However, as mentioned before, I can produce those scribbles indefinitely.
On the other side of this, exerting maximal control with all my hand, I can produce really nice letters (with whatever kind of pen I have) at the cost of tiring my hand out really fast.
What if a pen were made with a trade-off here? Where it required a non-calligrapher to exert a bit of the control they need to produce good lettering (the kind they're used to in everyday life) but still had enough of the energy-saving glide of a fountain pen?
I think this pen hits that balance beautifully, and I think that's why so many people like it so much and use it as their 'workhorse'.

Weight

A quick note, even when using it as 'intended' I felt like it was a little too light. Like it would be even less effort if the pen was a bit more top-heavy and dragging itself on the paper via gravity. I saw that there's a more expensive all-metal version of this pen, so I think that actually addresses this concern.

'Line too thick' critique

I've seen a lot of reviews that talk about how the line width is 'wrong' with the pen and EF is much thicker than what you'd expect. This is actually why I bought EF when I really wanted an F size. This was the wrong move. It definitely created a line that was thin.
I will note that I saw more variance from paper to paper than I've seen with my other pens. When I used Leuchturm 1917 paper, the line was actually pretty thick. On Kokuyo paper, it was very thin. On generic 70g notebook paper, it was also pretty thin. A majority of my tests had it come out thin, so I'm saying it's thin.
Also, note that even when it came out thicker, it didn't significantly take away from the 'draggy' feeling I got. It also wasn't like 'M' thick or anything, just maybe closer to F.

Final thoughts

Like I said, it's mixed for me. I don't want to drag the nib on the paper (really feels like it's bad in the long-run!), and I enjoy the careless wooshing of an ink puddle. So, this pen isn't a delight for me to use in the same way some of these more 'runny' pens are.
But, if I'm going to write something someone else has to read and make it look as nice as my personal skillset allows, and I want to do it for a sustained amount of time? This would be my go-to. If you made it here, thanks for reading!
Notes: I used several papers of different weight and Pelikan and Lamy inks. These all created their own experiences, but results above were generalized based on all of the above.