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Bit about me: I 36M, regularly lift weights, do kickboxing, and run a few times a week.
I get a fairly predictable zap in the same place on the upper shin about a fist width below my left knee cap. It corresponds to how much my leg extends when lifted to my front. It occurs in these instances: -Attempted L-Sit: when trying to raise and extend both legs forward -Hanging leg raises: when raising both legs slowly and controlled and keeping them as straight as possible -Muay Thai (Kickboxing): when attempting to extend left leg in forward kick (a teep) while jutting the hip forward to accentuate. It's not like painful but it's just a prominent sensation and annoying. What's the cause and what MIGHT I look into in order to possibly correct it?

I play Minecraft on PS5. I've repeatedly been having a glitch where I get stuck underwater, and it won't let me swim up. If I hold x to swim up, I stay still, and if I let go of x I'll sink as if I'm holding a button to swim down.
This 100% is not being caused by the buttons on the controller getting stuck; this is an issue that only ever happens when underwater in Minecraft. I'd say it happens about 1 in every 10 times I go under water.
Sometimes, it'll go back to normal after a few seconds. I've tried things like placing a block or opening my inventory, but it seems entirely random when/if it'll let me swim up.
I've lost so much stuff on survival worlds this way :( and am essentially forced to avoid water.
Does anyone know about this glitch, and what I can do to stop it from happening?

Hello there! Hope You all doing better everyday! Since that's gonna be my very first post in here, I already apologise for my poor English skills, as it isn't my first language. A little about me and the anxiety I have: I am a 20 year old guy from Estonia (Baltics), apparently to Your surprise I'm more of an extrovert and working a job at front desk. I smoke cannabis daily (on work-days only before bed), I also use nicotine daily (smokeless nicotine pouches) as well as the caffeine in my morning cup. I suffer under terrible health anxiety, which I haven't really talked about with my doctor. It's become pretty much daily now. Sometimes when I smoke a little too much/or randomly even while sober I'm just, all of a sudden, starting to feel my heart rate going up, getting dizzy, instantly my breathing changes as I'd need more oxygen. When things go really bad, my hands start to shake and I might even have a weird feeling in my chest for a while. And every God-damn time, I'm afraid I'm just about to have some heart-related episode. The fear of death kicks in as my thoughts are rushing faster than the speed of sound. I just hate it all so much. I'm about to go and see my doctor soon, since I already sent her a letter that I wanna check out what's up exactly. I wanna do all the blood tests, ECG for sure (to make sure my heart functions right), spirography in case it should be asthma/something lung related. Does anybody feel me? It sometimes really feels like a slow death. . .

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02BCbkLUJ_0 in this video of the press converance theres a song ive heard a lot of times but everytime i do !song in the the bot thinks its funny by refering me to the euro song festival. can anyone here tell me what this song is called in the outro of this video?

For context: I’ve been diagnosed with anxiety and depression since 2021, although I’m sure I’ve had both since I was young. I have a feeling though that in recent years, it has grown to be more social. I’m not entirely sure because I don’t feel anxious about talking to people but more of…I have a massive dislike of attention, even in simple, small ways. Here are a few examples:

• I don’t like posting on social media bcus I don’t want people to know where I am or what I’m doing (even if I enjoy posting photos and videos, I stopped because of feeling disturbed)
• I purposefully choose words or replies that ends the convo immediately, even if it paints me in a bad light or what I said would cause further consequences for me in the future. I just feel relieved the convo is over
• I have a deep connection with animals, I spend most of my time with my pets and cannot replicate the comfort with humans

me and my partner have been together three years and have had occasionally consistent sex i would say, but of course the quality of it has deteriorated and the frequency soon followed after. i was always fucked in the head wanting sex since before i even knew what it was, so i would say i’ve had a high libido post-puberty and it hasn’t dwindled. i was raped about 4 years ago by my female former friend and the experience i feel altered how i accept physical enthusiasm from my partner now. my partner has a much lower sex drive comparatively, so whenever we do have sex it seems like i take the wheel and they’re just enjoying the performance. it feels like any time i bring it up they get upset now, but i’m moreso concerned for their well-being. i don’t want to have sex with someone just doing it for me, but they swear they enjoy the time. they typically dress up right afterwards, and we just go about doing things as before, regardless if they cum or not. i feel very lonely, i don’t even try that hard to initiate sex now because i know i’ll feel awful from the lack of aftercare, like they really just don’t wanna be here doing this to begin with. they’ve talked about how they found sex sacred before but it seems like it’s just another activity for them and it’s been sending me to a lot of dark places lately. particularly, the rape and the confusion i felt from someone being so in love with me they would try to speak in my love language without me being even ready to hear. i don’t find comfort in the situation at all, but sometimes i wish my partner would treat me like that instead of the way i am right now.
am i severely fucked for thinking this way? rape has always nauseated me prior to what happened to me, but the desire for my partner to desire me more is making me think about that experience a lot more frequently and so when their sex drive ramps up randomly every now and then i get flashbacks sometimes because i’m confused at their sexual enthusiasm. there’s so much to communicate that i don’t know if they’re ready to hear, but i am running out of ideas and i feel like at three years we should not have to be going through this as adults.

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I understand that we are busy, but I want a constant and consistent back & worth with chatting and love. I want to build something. Can we keep going with the chatter without one of us losing that communicative touch? Let's tell each other if we're going to busy or not going to be talkative. I hate being ghosted with radio silence & being MIA.
Here's some basics about me:

• I'm big & tall. (6'3")
  
• I love the 1980s. The music, the movies, the shows, pop culture, the aesthetic of it all.
  
• One of my main hobbies is podcasting. It's a form of entertainment that stems from having conversations with people, mainly of movies and television.
  
• I do a have job that I thoroughly enjoy doing. I also bought a house, and I'm living with my pups.
  
• I love to watch television whenever I can. I love watching game shows, reality competition shows, sitcoms, dramas, sci-fi shows, and even animated shows of all variety.
  
• Music is a big part of my life since I listen to while I work and such. I tend to listen to almost any genre, but lately, it's been a lot of 70s/80s/90s music. Also, I listen to lots of film scores and soundtracks. Also, video game scores. Spotify Premium is a life changer for me this year.
  
• I have 4 tattoos. Considering getting more in my future.
  
• I love dogs, and I currently have 2 Australian Cattle Dogs puppies.
  

*My favorite film of all time is Back to the Future. I love lots of 80s movies like Beverly Hills Cop, Top Gun, Ghostbusters, etc. I love even the cheesy bad movies.

• And overall, I'm funny. I do funny voices, including Donald Duck.

What am I looking for? I mean, I don't mind who you are. Tall, short, skinny, fat, etc. Just as long you are interested in making a connection with someone like me. That's all. Life is too short. Let's make it a good one together. Send me a chat or a message with your details, we can exchange pictures, and you can tell me something I probably don't know.
I hope to hear from you soon. Thanks for reading. :)

Looking for an upgrade from my current car, a 2008 Infiniti EX35. I’ve been happy with the performance and driving dynamics, but I need more headroom and at 15 years old the issues are piling up. For context: I live in a big city, make $120k yr, drive less than 5k miles/yr. Tired of the EX, but don’t want much of a car payment if I can avoid it.
Requirements:
Budget: $23k<10 yrs old, <100k miles
AWD
Auto
Practical--Wagon, small SUV or hatchback. Good headroom (I’m 6'4" and the EX35 feels cramped), short length (EX is 182" long, I wouldnt want to go more than an inch or two longer) for city parking.
FUN to drive--quick (>250 hp), good handling/steering feel
Luxurious-- Heated leather, good looking dash, nice materials. We don’t need all the bells and whistles, but the car should be a good-looking and comfortable place to be
Maintenance--Reliability is important, as are reasonable maintenance costs. Obviously we want something that is safe and won’t leave us stranded, but given how little driving we do I’m willing to spend a bit more on maintenance and such. That said, we hope to keep this car for at least 5 years.
Some cars I’m considering:
2013-15 Mercedes GLK 350-- A little old and not super luxurious, but they seem to be reliable, practical and fun to drive. Probably the worst in terms of infotainment.
2016-18 VW GTI— Comfortable, fun, and practical. Some reliability concerns, but the Mk7 generation is supposed to be pretty decent in that respect. Don’t love that it’s FWD, but the Golf R is out of my price range.
2017-ish Volvo V60-- Have not driven one, but I know that Volvos interiors are super comfortable. A T5 or T6 should be fairly reliable, and pretty engaging to drive.
2015-17 Infiniti QX70-- Performance should be pretty good, and offers a bit more headroom than the EX35. Would be nice to get something more different from what I have now, but definitely a contender
2015-ish Lexus NX200t-- Everyone says get a Lexus and this is one. Seems like performance will be mediocre, but it checks a lot of other boxes.

Yep, that's a Grease reference in the post title. If you've opened this post, you might as well read on through:
You don't have to be a conventional beauty to be beautiful. You could have different hair color every 3 weeks, a few tattoos, and piercings. I appreciate all forms of beauty; starting with your inner passions and soul. If any of this (or a previous post of mine) rings true to you or grabs your interest, please do not hesitate to reach out. Who knows? It could lead to something real special!
I’m going to be specific as I write this, and I apologize if I get too long winded. In my mind, this is a wish list of sorts for what I’m looking for in my lg/sub. It’s hard being a Daddy Dom without someone to dote on, cuddle with, or adore. I miss that as well as that connection you can have with someone; that intimacy where they become one of the few to see all of you; that adoration, that warmth; I miss it so.
I’m not your regular Daddy Dom as I don’t enjoy ageplay. I enjoy being called Daddy, caring for my little girl, helping her be the best she can be, guiding her, snuggling with her, and above all else: loving her. I’m looking for a little girl who is strong and willful in her day-to-day life, someone who wouldn’t be thought to be kinky or craving a Daddy, but truly needs it. I like her to be bratty, be able to put up with teasing & jokes and fire back, but she knows who she belongs to. A gorgeous woman who would hang on my arm out in public, bending over when her Daddy ordered her to, and then taking her home & cuddling her throughout the night.
I have a variety of kinks that include anal, impact play, squirting, cum play, biting, bruising, risky play, collars, leashes, and more. Limits are anything to do with the underage, animals, and poo. I’m open to discussing more when we introduce ourselves.
I enjoy trying new things: new foods, new restaurants, new locations, new media, etc. I like to explore, read, and research. The more you know, the more you can grow. As for media: I do enjoy television (What We Do in The Shadows, Bob's Burgers, Better Call Saul!, Ash Vs. Evil Dead, Ozark), movies (Big Lebowski, Die Hard, John Wick, Monty Python, Mel Brooks films), some comic books (Watchmen), and some anime and manga (MHA, Fire Force, Death Note, Dragonball).
I love reading, writing, researching random things on the internet, telling jokes, making people laugh in general, not taking 99% of life seriously, and just having a good time. I love to laugh so if you do too and can laugh at the world & the seriousness of it & life, we'll definitely get along! I have a unique sense of humor so I'm hoping you can appreciate it and not take offense. I love (love, love, LOVE) Italian food and I do my best to cook it. I’ve been told I’m pretty good at cooking and grilling. Also, I’ve gotten compliments about my massages as well because of my strong, always-warm hands. I am 420 friendly, a social drinker, and open to pretty much anything.
I am located on Long Island for the time being and I’d love to find something local or around the area if need be; but I am not married to living in NY for the rest of my life. I want to travel the world and see the sights (especially Europe, especially Italy) so for the right person and the right reasons, I would happily move.
So, after taking up so much space (thanks if you’ve made it this far!), I think that’s all I have to say (or at least should say) for now. If you find yourself interested in me or anything I’ve spilled onto this page, drop me a line. I’d be happy to answer any questions as well. Please don’t leave Daddy waiting too much longer as he’s looking forward to hearing from you soon.
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"Dick." "Huh? What, are we there?" "We've been here for six hours, man, we just haven't seen the car yet, and you haven't seen shit because you keep falling asleep." "Gimme a break, man, I was driving all night to get here." The two criminals were seated in a non-descript car, parked nearby the entrance to the main parking lot at Mt. Loyal University, charged with the details of a specific vehicle set to arrive at some point. The two were only armed with camera equipment, but it was enough to ID at a distance and that's what they were being paid to do. "Look, if this chick's as dangerous as they say, it'll help to be ready when she shows up. Try some of the coffee, they shouldn't be too cold." Dick looked at the two big cups from the morning hours before they showed up. "Dale, that stuff's probably frozen by now, let's just go get some fresh stuff." "We can't leave, idiot!" barked Dale, fitting of his canine species. They both were dogs, Dale a chihuahua and Dick a St. Bernard, with personalities to match. "Look, I'll go get some at that place down the block, come back here, and we can throw that stuff out." "Well then, go, come on, hurry up and get back, I don't want you sitting on a bench and falling asleep again." "I'm going, don't yell at me, man." Dick replied softly. "I'm NOT YELLING!" Dale yelled as the larger of the two got out of the car with another huge yawn to head off on his mission. The actual task they were seeing to was admittedly a dull one, but Dale liked to be alert at all times, especially when dealing with contract killers. About five minutes later, Dick had returned with two coffees, Dale opening the door for him. "Thanks. They had that hazelnut stuff you like, so I-" "Wait wait wait, hold that thought, I think that's our ticket." said the chihuahua, pointing a finger at the gate. Indeed, a white Oz Harper was pulling in and turning their way to find a spot. Dale squawked 'Hide!' and pulled the seat lock, falling backwards with it quickly. Dick just watched the car go by and head up towards the front of the building. "GOL-332, I think that's our guy, Dale." the larger dog said, slurping at his coffee loudly. The smaller one's head popped up to check before easing his seat back up. "Of course it is, I knew this was the gate to trust." he declared, pulling out a cellphone to speed-dial a number. "What are we gonna do now, D?" "Shh, lemme make this call in peace for a second... hey, it's us, the ones you called for recon? ...yeah, no, we stuck to the timeframe you gave us, the target's been confirmed at that college we parked at." Dick was starting to fall asleep in his seat again, so Dale smacked at him while completing the phonecall. "Gotcha.. yes, gotcha, you won't be needing anything else? Alright then, it was a pleasure doing business with you, and we'll just be on our way once our payment is secu- what??" The voice over the tiny microphone spoke in stern volumes, Dale glaring wide-eyed at the device like he wanted to bite a chunk out of it. He managed to inhale and hold it before responding tightly. "I understand, we will get a room and meet with you after the hit. Thank you very much for this opportunity." He beeped off the phone, calmly unclipped his seat belt, vacated the car, and then began to attack the right side of it in a psychotic frenzy, all manner of expletive spraying as hornets do from a disturbed nest. Dick watched him for a bit as he gradually slowed his raging melee with their car and got back inside of it. "We gotta go shack up in a hotel for the night, we're not getting paid until they kill this chick." "Hey, oh boy, a hotel, that'll have a bed for sure." He began to hand the chihuahua his coffee before giving a bit too much gas and causing a second furious explosion, this time in the car. The badly-secured lid had sluiced open and had went mostly all over Dale, staining his undershirt dark brown. Dick looked at him and raised his eyebrows high enough to expose his eyes at last. "Oh no, I'm real sorry about that, we can get the duffel bag out and take it-" Dale held up his paw. "Dick, shut up and let's just... take it to get washed somewhere, real quick. I like this shirt, this is my lucky shirt." "Okay, Dale." and he started up the car and turned off down the main street, looking like he'd be smacked around and scolded by the smaller man. Dale looked sidelong at him for a bit before looking forward quietly. "You're mad." "Dick, I ain't mad, I'm just cranky." "No, you're mad, you say that when you're mad." "What're you, my freakin' therapist? Get over into that one there and let's get this thing washed and dried, I'm gonna need it to keep from KILLING you, right in the face. "Dale, I'm really sorry." They parked and they got out. "Just finish your coffee, man, I gotta go use the bathroom and change out."
Tom was in a late afternoon haze of beer buzz, boredom, and bitterness. Something about the verbal skirmish with the snow leopard had really got on his nerves, and he still wanted to give her a piece of his mind. There was a bit of time left, and he felt like he could be risking at least one more smoke, so he went out the back door into the loading alley and lit up there, largely free of company for the moment, but it was then that one of the black cars from before slowly pulled into sight ahead, blocking off the alley's exit. "Shit.." he whispered, knowing better than to turn around as the sound of crunching rock on tires signalled he was being boxed in. He circled on the spot casually, eyes swallowing his surroundings to make sure there was no one else around in case he had to attack and escape. The two guys that got out had matching casual wear and a bully's confidence as they came his way. Two more door-shutting sounds behind him now, sending that tingle of adrenaline pre-game thru his body. Taking a deep inhale to martial his guts and nicotine, Tom came to a stop and looked to the guys in front of him as he exhaled, flicking the cigarette away. They were certainly taller up close. "Larry, Curly, good to see you, something I can help you two with?" he asked brazenly, getting two accosted looks in response. "How's he supposed to know that? He knows my name, man, how does he know that?" said the wiry one of the pair. Tom's throat tightened; one of their names actually WAS Larry, apparently. "He's calling us stooges, man, you know?" said the other, more standard-shaped one. "We got a smartass here, don't we?" came a voice from behind, followed by a hard shove that almost sent him onto the ground. "Hey!" Tom barked, stepping back to take all four of them in. They all had a kind of standard goon panache, and one of them had a shoulder holster slightly visible. The only animal folk in their number was a fox, shock-white and wearing the worst air of superiority among them, along with the tattoos and pink-red eyes. Tom made a mental note to attack this one first if he had to, but wisely switched gears. "Look guys, I think we got off on the wrong foot here, see... I'm a traveling salesman, and I got these dynamite blindfolds I'm peddling. You four want to line for a demonstration, I could oblige you a discount too!" he said, winking an eye. One of them chuckled off to the right, but Larry had apparently had enough, pulling an H17 into view, and putting the barrel inbetween Tom's eyes. He swallowed hard, carefully putting his hands up and standing his mental ground. "Yeah, talk that shit now, huh? Think you're all funny, man, I'll put you in the fucking GROUND, I don't give a fuck!" snarled this Larry.The fox put a clawed hand firmly on the guys' arm and caught his eye coldly. "Stow that piece, and calm down before you get us all popped, dig?" he said in a sibilant tone. Larry was still looking at Tom, glaring back at him, but obeyed and hung up the gun. The leader took point now, nodding for the raccoon to lower his arms. "I'll just... keep them up, if it's all the same, mutual trust eh?" said Tom, giving a weak smile. "Fair enough." answered the vulpine boss, "Now, my friend here seems to think you were scoping us earlier." "At the traffic light back there? No no, I just saw these nice Golgo Tundras going thru town, all sleek and white-- thought someone was putting on a concert or something. Honest curiosity, that was it." It wasn't necessarily a lie either. The tall fox looked him over a bit, his sharp eyes looking lower. "Got anything in your pockets?" "...I do." Tom carefully produced his wad of bills from one pocket and a pack of Mazzerucci Royals in the other. He really hoped they wouldn't stick their hand in the jacket pocket, for a few reasons at that. "See, I was just out doing laundry, there's no-- hey, dammit!" Larry had snatched the items up, and Tom moved his hands in protest, only to be frozen solid by the clawed fingers of the one in charge. "Mutual trust, right?" he said, smiling with sharp teeth. The bothered canine grimaced and tried to look helpless while they counted up his stolen cash, wishing he'd had enough magic stored up for a bolt of half-power lightning; they would probably survive, but with scars to remember. A sizable chunk of money was missing when it was handed back, and that was it. Tom looked up at the leader briefly, who was already biting onto one of the cigarettes. "I like Royals, consider it part of the toll here for wastin' our precious time with your peeking." and he felt his own pockets briefly before looking up again, "No lighter?" Tom lit his smokes on his own, so he just shrugged and produced his unfolded pockets. The four of them seemed to have had their fun and left, but the fox stayed a second to lean in close as his men returned to the cars. One particularly sharp claw came to rest gently just above Tom's left eyebrow. "Now, make a healthy choice, and stay the fuck out of sight for a couple days, okay? You and I see each other again, well--" He slowly dragged the sharp point across Tom's forehead, blood dripping down freely, making him wince a bit. "--You're gonna need one of those fancy blindfolds for when we execute you, since you uh... seem to be out of smokes too. Arrivederci, bambino~" he said, parting ways. "Yeah yeah, au revoir, Simone." Tom grunted, waiting until they'd disembarked before he snarled and kicked a nearby paint bucket across the alley like a soccer ball. "What the fuck is your DEAL, Canada?! I thought this was supposed to be a nice place!" he yelled. From somewhere in the barkyards of a nearby neighborhood, someone shouted in response. "I AM TRYING TO WORK OVER HERE!", it said. "SHUT UP!!" growled Tom, wiping at the blood on his face.
The raccoon was sitting in a miserable distemper while the dryer was finishing his clothes. 'I ought to just spin the wheel again and find someplace else, this town is becoming dangerous.' he thought, halfway thru another drink. He stopped suddenly at the sound of the door jingling, hurrying to move one of his towels over the opened can. A pair of dogs came in, talking in low voices, and Tom minded his own business, having had enough of strangers for one week. They seemed to mind their own business, so it was business as usual. One of them disappeared into the bathroom for a bit, coming out wearing a different shirt, and they proceeded to wash a single shirt. Tom had been on the streets for as long as he could remember, and had seen a furtive load of laundry or two, so lacking any other concrete plans, he got up and pretended to go check his clothes while pointing an ear their way. "...told you to keep it down, ya idiot." the smaller one hissed. "You worry too much, Dale, we're just there to drive anyone who needs it to safety after they corner that lady and tie her up." Already, this was sounding bad, but the raccoon kept incognito for the moment. "Yeah, well that's why they're calling in this extra muscle, this snow leopard's supposed to be a real killer born, y'know? Kinda like you and being so slow and clueless." Dick shrugged and lapped at his coffee again. "I'm just as my momma made me, Dale." "Yeah, well thank goodness she died before seeing this life of crime you've somehow clung to, she'd have died of shame otherwise." snapped the chihuahua, loading quarters into the machine. "Oh Dale, don't say that, she's already mad at me up in Heaven as it is." His partner scoffed and closed the hatch. "Look, I only yell because you never had no friends or family to steer you straight growing up, and I've told you, I'm your big brother! I gotta make sure you're learning and growing up better, yeah?" Dick nodded happily. "I love my big brother." Dale's face was a bit pinker at the cheeks, but he avoided eye contact for now. "Yeah, hey, y'know, it's... nice to be appreciated. Now, take a seat, will ya? Bad enough we're missing out on the fun work over at that construction site up the way, now I gotta hope this stain comes out." he muttered as they headed to one of the plastic benches. Tom was left with a great deal of trepidation: had he just made brief enemies with a trained killer somehow, or was any of this even true? He hurried to pound the rest of his beer, almost getting foam out of his nose in the bargain, bagged up his completed laundry, and left the place without a trace. He was halfway to the Door when he saw some day laborers around a truck by the gas station of his plaza. Once the clothing was carefull scooted into a distant, safe dimensional hideaway around the corner, he sauntered over to them, pretending to throw some trash away. "I don't mean to bother you guys, but do you know which way the big construction site is, just down this road here?"
Kari had been sitting in the parking lot of the campus for about ten minutes, watching the fracas of newspeople and police nearby and really feeling cheated of a decent day of schoolwork. The day was shot for sure, with the media frenzy still stirred up by people posting misinformation online, and news crew remaining on the scene for interviews with the friends or close ones of those involved. Kari looked over at her bag, containing the completed assignment, and felt supremely cheated as she started the car and looked over her shoulder. A bedraggled human face looked back immediately and she shouted in surprise. It was only then she realized it was from outside the car. Some drifter, bedraggled and carrying a backpack that was as weatherworn as it could be, was standing in the middle of the parking lot, looking past her car, then back at her. Something about it felt like the right thing to do, so she got out of the car and approached him. The man began to back away, muttering something. "No no, easy, I'm not gonna hurt you or waste your time, I wanted to ask if you'd seen anything weird recently." At first, the guy said nothing and continued mumbling something, but he paused on a dime and turned to her slowly before taking a huge inhale of her presence. The snow leopard stepped back, looking affronted. "Hey, what the hell?!" she snapped, "I just wanted a damn answer." The homeless man locked eyes with her, speaking very plainly. "He will lead you thru the door, and to places beyond here or there, and I will show you the other side! The OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR!" he said in a rising tone before wandering off incoherently, pulling the backpack into his arms and talking placatingly to it in tender whispers. Kari just got back in her car and looked confusingly at her steering wheel, like it would turn into a giant pretzel or something next. 'There's a lot of weirdos in town today, and that can usually mean something's up.' she thought, going from experience, 'The only problem is for who.. and why?" She rolled the window down and closed her eyes, feeling kind of cooped up for some reason "Excuse me?" "AAA!!" Kari's body moved defensively towards the sound, only to find some kid about 6 sandwiched up on himself to avoid the attack. "Hi? sorry there, kiddo, what did you need, are you lost?" she managed, still oddly on edge. "I'm um, here... this, uh, I got my... there's a letter for, here, there's a letter I got to give you. I have to go." he managed, handing a folded paper to her before hurrying back to a small bike and riding away. Kari almost threw it away, eager to put today behind her, but she groaned and unfolded it for reading. "We know who you are, come alone to the location marked at this address at this time only, make this easier on yourself." An address followed and the feline predator smiled with murderous glee, slowly tearing the letter in half. "Know who I am, do they?" she growled, her grin almost too high, "I sure hope they know what I can do." Before she turned the car around to head home, she carefully pocketed the two pieces of paper. "...dammit, why'd I do that."

A few years ago I changed jobs within my company. At first I really liked it, learning new things and different processes. Fast forward to now and I'm not happy with my job. The environment and culture in my department is not the same as it used to be, coworkers are condescending, demanding and do not follow direction. It has grown increasingly frustrating for me and has affected my life outside of work, including my marital relationship. For the first time in my many years at this company (10+) I have considered quitting.
There is only one other person that does my job and I was put in this role years ago to ease the burden of workload on them. This person has been a mentor since I took this position and I respect them very much.
At this same time, without knowing what is going on, I was approached to go back to my original role at this company. Of course, my initial thought was of this other person and how it would affect them. Long story short, after some thinking, I've decided to go back to my original role and have stated that I would like to train the person taking my spot so that there is no interruption of processes.
It is taking longer than originally thought to hire someone and I now hate my job. I have no idea if I should just proceed with the move to get myself out of this situation. But I can't imagine doing that without feeling overwhelmingly guilty of leaving my mentor stranded and I'm sure there will be people who will see this as betrayal.

My bf (M, 21) recently told me (F, 23) he thinks he has depression (which he's had before but i didn't know him by then) but i'm not sure what i can do to help him. We've been dating for nearly 3 months and he used to always tell me how he felt about anything that bothered him but he's not speaking to me as much as before anymore. He's changed completely from how he usually is normally so it's been hard on me because i'm an anxious person that notices every slight change in patterns and he keeps getting worse. He takes forever to read my messages and he recently started to just leave me on read for hours because he's not in the mood to talk to people when he used to message me updates all the time and stuff like that. I don't know what to do, and i don't think me just being there helps him right now because he's extremely distant at the moment. He's not mentally there. What could i do?
(Ps: No he is not just desinterested, the man actually needs help.)

Hello. I am trying to achieve (more) discipline at the moment. I think its very helpful in my entire life. Currently i am doing things that i need to do even if i dont want to do them. For example going to the gym when i am not really feeling like it or eating healthy even if i want to eat some sweets. And stuff like this. It works pretty good in my opinion, but sometimes there are days (maybe 5 days in a month) when i cant stay consistent and i fail. Do you guys have any tips how i can stay consistent all the time?
Thank you already :) and sorry for my english, its not my native language.

Those pCIE clips are finger-phobic I cannot for the life of me unclip it.
Before you sit there high and mighty in your Reddit chair, just know
I’ve tried the ruler method I’ve tried the chopstick method Ive tried the flathead screwdriver method I’ve tried the swear at an inanimate object method. Everything.
It’s like there’s glue in the clip
They’re more attached than that couple in high school that spend their entire break hugging.
It’s so annoying, people say buy this plastic stick it will help.
2 days later…
It didn’t help.
I’ve decided they’re gonna have to be sold together because hulk couldn’t tear this apart even if he had a viagra.
I don’t know what to do
I think the best chances are to start protesting outside of ASUS as they must be using child labour I mean I have small hands and my hands can not fit in that gap, some child paid half a Dorito told them it’s do-able and it’s not.
For context:
I need to remove the cmos battery as I’m installing a new cpu and the battery is located perfectly below the gpu and my gpu is a big old boy, a power colour 6800.
For more context
My pc will not boot and I think I’ve bricked it. Please keep replying as I test each component and wonder why it won’t work.

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So I’ve been working out 4 days a week for roughly an hour and a half per session. I’m eating in a deficit and trying to get in better shape. I typically work out around 3-4 hours before I go to bed.
Main problem I’ve run into.. my sleep schedule is horrendous. I feel groggy during the day which isn’t too big of an issue, but what IS an issue.. I can’t sleep at night. I’ll go to bed exhausted and randomly wake up 2 hours later feeling completely refreshed and unable to go back to sleep no matter how long I lay there.
This is only a fake feeling though and I’ll end up groggy again later on in the day… I know I need to be getting sleep for my body to properly build muscle and recover, but I physically can’t. Has anyone experienced (and hopefully fixed) this issue? Any advice would be greatly appreciated!

Heyy, so I sent my computer to get repaired at the ASUS repair center and they've completely rebooted my computer. I've basically lost all my bookmarks except for some? (what i have now are bookmarks that are very old, i should normally have so many more and organized in a different way. I also have bookmarks i deleted a while ago.) I looked on my hard drive and found the Bookmarks.bak file, changed it to a simple Bookmarks folder and the other one to "Bookmarks.old" (that's what i saw on the internet?) Restarted my computer and still nothing?
My bookmarks were so important to me, i had a lot of special things saved and I really need them for work. I'm really hoping there's something i can do about this
Anyways, thanks to anyone that'll help (btw English is not my first language, sorry if i'm hard to read)