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2023.05.28 19:26 Saskjimbo How to prevent your exec team from fucking you

Hey everyone,
It's me again. I hope your day is going well.
I'd like to address a problem. Managers who make decisions to either look good or profit in the short term. These managers can be super toxic and can do irreversal damage to your company in the long term. They can hurt reputation or ingrain cost structures that will persist for years after they've moved to a different company. In the short term, they act based on greed, desire for bonuses, or the desire to appear in control or decisive. Given that they are executives, their focus should be on the future. How can we align their interests with the company's? And the answer isn't stock options. I've heard of VPs burning 10s of millions and the stock price doesnt materially move. It's not an incentive to act in the best interest of the company.
Solution. The numbers are examples.
  1. Have them buy their job. If you're willing to pay 500k a year, have them take out a loan for 500k and give it to you. It will be held in escrow and protected from potential insolvency
  2. Tell them that their performance will be evaluated 3 years after they leave the company by an independent group.
If they made the right decisions and moved the company forward, they'll be awarded 1.5M. If the review panel reveals that they've screwed the company with poor judgemeent, the company will keep the 500k.
With these numbers, obviously this is at a company where the exec has significant control over vast sums of money.
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2023.05.28 19:25 super_sargasso [Online][5e][Homebrew][Sundays 4 pm GMT +2][18+] Looking for Player to Join Ongoing Campaign

Pretheyre; Kingdoms of Grey and Gold
The vast kingdom of Pretheyre and its constituent realms lay on the dangerous precipice of change. For over two centuries the lineage of the highest sovereign in the lands and bearer of the Auric Crown has guided the people in peace and prosperity, owing in many ways to the strong but beneficent nature of the royal line. But others attribute the successes to an entirely different, and altogether distant, source: the magocratic societies of Ravenfolk from the main continent who have subtly guided the peoples of Geridreon since time immemorial. But, regardless of which is more the case, a sudden silence that has fallen abroad has many beginning to consider that some tragedy may have occurred on the ancient continent across the sea. And from that, whispers of dark omens ahead and doubt in the further authority of the king begin to spread… and factions from all across the kingdom move in accordance with them.
You are, as yet, a small part in one such faction. You might belong to one of any number of factions. A knight of the Auric Order itself, a mage from House Myrddin’s pet university, a shadowy agent under House Ossimir, an adventurer’s guild member loosely employed by the young House Arascalon, or even from a faction entirely counter to the established bodies that govern the Prytheyric Isle… the list could go on. But from wherever you hail, and whoever you represent, you have been sent to the Lamelight region to investigate, report on, and aid in a number of odd goings on there. A resurgence of activity from the Feywild, religious and ideological conflicts, rumors of dark magic and cults, and not least of all the continuing political uncertainty in regard to a new family uplifted unceremoniously by the king himself to a seat amongst the Thirteen Great and Noble Houses. The Lamelight is far from the only region seeing levels of unrest, but all eyes are on it now. And soon to be on you as well!
General Information:
Character Creation:
If interested and/or have questions feel free to message me directly to discuss things further!
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2023.05.28 19:25 Immediate-Hawk-968 Guys can you help me with this, I am building a summarizer. When I run the model as is after training I get a good result but when I save it and load the pretrained model, the results are just given input but truncated after a few words.

Automatically generated by Colaboratory.
Original file is located at https://colab.research.google.com/drive/1YPqHUiZklmmQ7CIJndvwbkgEcbHDkIvC """
import numpy as np import pandas as pd
from google.colab import drive drive.mount('/content/drive')
trainning_df = pd.read_csv('/content/drive/MyDrive/train.csv')
trainning_df = trainning_df.iloc[0:TRAINNING_SIZE,:].copy()
trainning_article_ls = list(trainning_df['article']) trainning_highlight_ls = list(trainning_df['highlights'])
del trainning_df
print(len(trainning_article_ls)) print(len(trainning_highlight_ls))
df = pd.DataFrame(columns=['target_text','source_text']) df['target_text'] = trainning_highlight_ls df['source_text'] = ['summarize: '+item for item in trainning_article_ls]
!pip install simplet5 -q
from simplet5 import SimpleT5
model = SimpleT5() model.from_pretrained(model_type="t5", model_name="t5-base")
model.train(train_df=df[0:(int)(0.7TRAINNING_SIZE)], eval_df=df[(int)(0.7TRAINNING_SIZE):TRAINNING_SIZE], source_max_token_len=MAX_LEN, target_max_token_len=SUMMARY_LEN, batch_size=8, max_epochs=MAX_EPOCHS, use_gpu=True)
import os model_path = '' rootdir = 'outputs/' for it in os.scandir(rootdir): if it.is_dir(): if 'simplet5-epoch-'+(str)(MAX_EPOCHS-1) in it.path: model_path = it.path print(model_path)
model.load_model("t5","./"+model_path, use_gpu=True)
import torch import json from transformers import T5Tokenizer, T5ForConditionalGeneration, T5Config
no_tune_model = T5ForConditionalGeneration.from_pretrained('t5-base') tokenizer = T5Tokenizer.from_pretrained('t5-base')
device = torch.device('cpu')
from random import sample
for index in sample(list(np.arange(len(trainning_article_ls))),5): print('Original Text : ') print(trainning_article_ls[index])
print('\n\nSummary Text : ') print(trainning_highlight_ls[index]) print('\n\nFine tuned Predicted Summary Text : ') print(model.predict(trainning_article_ls[index])) print('\n\nNot Fine tuned Predicted Summary Text : ') preprocess_text = trainning_article_ls[index].strip().replace("\n","") t5_prepared_Text = "summarize: "+preprocess_text tokenized_text = tokenizer.encode(t5_prepared_Text, return_tensors="pt").to(device) summary_ids = no_tune_model.generate(tokenized_text, num_beams=4, no_repeat_ngram_size=2, min_length=30, max_length=SUMMARY_LEN, early_stopping=True) output = tokenizer.decode(summary_ids[0], skip_special_tokens=True) print(output) print('===========================================================================================================\n\n') 
model.predict("This page shares my best articles to read on topics like health, happiness, creativity, productivity and more. The central question that drives my work is, How can we live better?” To answer that question, I like to write about science-based ways to solve practical problems.You’ll find interesting articles to read on topics like how to stop procrastinating as well as personal recommendations like my list of the best books to read and my minimalist travel guide. Ready to dive in? You can use the categories below to browse my best articles.Self-improvement tips based on proven scientific research.My email address is...Try the free newsletter No spam. Just the highest quality ideas youll find on the web.")

Save the entire model

tokenizer = T5Tokenizer.from_pretrained('t5-base') model.model.save_pretrained("/content/drive/MyDrive") tokenizer.save_pretrained("/content/drive/MyDrive")
from transformers import T5Tokenizer, T5ForConditionalGeneration

Load the saved model

model = T5ForConditionalGeneration.from_pretrained("/content/drive/MyDrive") tokenizer = T5Tokenizer.from_pretrained("/content/drive/MyDrive")
from transformers import T5Tokenizer, T5ForConditionalGeneration

Load the saved model

model = T5ForConditionalGeneration.from_pretrained("/content/drive/MyDrive") tokenizer = T5Tokenizer.from_pretrained("/content/drive/MyDrive")

Generate predictions

input_text ="By . Associated Press . PUBLISHED: . 14:11 EST, 25 October 2013 . . UPDATED: . 15:36 EST, 25 October 2013 . The bishop of the Fargo Catholic Diocese in North Dakota has exposed potentially hundreds of church members in Fargo, Grand Forks and Jamestown to the hepatitis A virus in late September and early October. The state Health Department has issued an advisory of exposure for anyone who attended five churches and took communion. Bishop John Folda (pictured) of the Fargo Catholic Diocese in North Dakota has exposed potentially hundreds of church members in Fargo, Grand Forks and Jamestown to the hepatitis A . State Immunization Program Manager Molly Howell says the risk is low, but officials feel it's important to alert people to the possible exposure. The diocese announced on Monday that Bishop John Folda is taking time off after being diagnosed with hepatitis A. The diocese says he contracted the infection through contaminated food while attending a conference for newly ordained bishops in Italy last month. Symptoms of hepatitis A include fever, tiredness, loss of appetite, nausea and abdominal discomfort. Fargo Catholic Diocese in North Dakota (pictured) is where the bishop is located ." input_ids = tokenizer.encode(input_text, return_tensors="pt") outputs = model.generate(input_ids)

Decode the generated output

generated_text = tokenizer.decode(outputs[0], skip_special_tokens=True) print(generated_text)

to save checkpoints


to save model weight in h5 file


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2023.05.28 19:25 Oculusfluffy Easter with Avocado - By Oculus (with art by Carpdime & PeppermintParchment)

Easter with Avocado - By Oculus (with art by Carpdime & PeppermintParchment)


A tribute to Carpdime’s Avocado

Featuring art by Carpdime & PeppermintParchment
“You’re becoming a big boy, Avo!”
It was a warm day in early March when Melissa made the statement. The snow had thawed not too long ago, and the cold of winter had mostly dissipated. And indeed, Avo was now in what could be considered the adolescent phase of his upbringing. Our little green foal had been about the size of a finger as a new-born, and then the size of a hand. But having passed half a year of age, he was starting to experience the larger growth spurts. Now, Avocado was the size of a potted plant, just like one near the window. And yet, he was still the same loveable little foal Melissa knew when she first fed him that burrito all those months ago.
Reflecting on his current size, Melissa felt a little inspired.
“Yus, gwamma?”
“Picture time!” she said, holding up a polaroid camera.
“Oh goodie! Fwuffy wub picshas!”
And indeed, Avocado loved those human things called “fotos”. Whether they magically came out of a polaroid, or if they were printed out from a computer, he was enamoured with how memories could be captured in those contraptions. He sometimes wondered, what bizarre “sains” could achieve a miracle such as this. It was very much a feat of magic.

Foal by the pot (Artist: Carpdime)
Grandma slowly placed Avo beside the pot. Avo was a little confused as to why Grandma picked that spot of all places, but he went with it.
“Say Cheese!”
And with a flash, the picture was taken. The polaroid camera whirred, and a photograph came out.
“Beautiful shot,” grandma beamed, as she looked at the photograph of Avocado. She then commented, “my little angel.”
Angel. Avocado had heard that word before a few times, especially in a certain way. And it was at this point that Avo decided to ask a big question.
“Gwamma, wai ‘ou sez fwuffy am wike a wingie-hummeh?”
“Winged human? Oh, you mean, why am I comparing you to an angel?”
“Yus,” Avocado nodded.
“Well, my little cherub – you’ve been a good boy. You behave yourself, you listen to your daddy, as well as to your grandpa and I.”
Avocado remember when his granpa told him about the winged humans. But he also reminded that period, when he was exposed to a unique name. It led Avocado to ask a rather peculiar question.
“Gwamma, huu am Cheezas?”
Melissa was a little taken aback. She was not sure if she was ready to answer that question. Nevertheless, she smiled, and tried her best.
“Well, Jesus was a very good human. When people had the worstest sick, he healed them. When people. He was a good story teller, and he told many important stories to people he knew.”
“And gwampa sez Cheezas am tawk to da wingie hummehs?”
“That he talked to the angels…. Why, why yes he would. He talked to a lot of people, but I think he definitely talked to the Angels.”
“Gwamma, wen babbeh had wowstest huwties, did ‘ou hab tawkies wif Cheesas?”
Not too long after Chapter 7
Avocado was at the vet. He was still recovering from his fight with Bullsquid. Earlier, his teacher Candy and his friends had visited him. Now, he was being visited by his grandmother, Melissa. The mother of his daddeh, watching over him.
“Shh… please rest Avo.”
As she said this, she started to hum a song.
“Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved, a wretch, like me Who once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now, can see.”
Melissa’s song was like a soothing and reassuring balm to Avo’s pain. After a while, he was able to close his eyes. And yet, the pain was preventing him from sleeping fully just yet. His senses prevailed, and it would be a while before he could fully drift into the realm of sleep.
Avo could hear the words from his grandmother, saying something rather odd.
“Please, please Jesus, please watch over little Avocado. He’s our special little boy.”
As Avocado related that memory to Melissa, she was a little astounded by the rather clear memory that Avo had. And yet, she felt a little touched.
“Yes, Avo. I was talking to Jesus. I was praying.”
Prayer would be a difficult word to convert into fluffspeak. Melissa had to be concise with what she meant.
“Having talks with Jesus. Talking to him. Praying, its not the same as playing. But you know that words can have more than one meaning.”
Melissa had not anticipated Avocado to ask such a question related to her faith. And while she tried to give answers, it led to even more questions.
“Buh… Cheezas nuu dewe.”
“Well, it’s like, Jesus is with us in spirit.”
“Whut am spiwit?”
“Spirit is like…. Spirit is like something we all have. Humans, fluffies, animals, we all have a spirit, a soul. And Jesus is with us in spirit. He doesn’t have to be there to be with us in spirit.”
“Abo nah suwe ib undah-stahn. It am wike daddeh am wif us in spiwit?”
“Is your dad with us in spirit…. Why yes, you could say that.”
Avo was ecstatic when he heard that.
“So, when daddeh hab tawkies wif Avo, den am daddeh’s spiwit!”
Melissa couldn’t help but laugh as she heard that sentence. Avo was clearly mistaken, though he couldn’t be faulted. And that slight confusion also provided a chance.
“It’s not quite the same thing.
Also Avo, we need to go over your math lessons.”
The incident had left Melissa reflecting quite a bit. So much so that she ended up mentioning it to Harold after Avo went to bed.
“Dear, Avo has been interested in Jesus lately.”
“Oh, really?” Harold respondend nonchalantly. At that time, his mind was focused on the newspaper in his hands.
“Should tell him more about Jesus? And Church?”
“Do we have to? I mean, he’s a fluffy. Its not like he needs to go to church.”
“Well, we did him take to church on Christmas.”
“That was Christmas.”
“And Harold, you’ve seen some of the community bring their fluffies to church. And those are well-behaved. And the Father has not made a fuss about it.”
Deciding to give Melissa a bit more time of his day, he moved the newspaper out of his sight, as he faced her.
“What are you implying?”
“Why don’t we at least let Avo know a bit more about our faith?”
An elderly man was entering the book shop of his neighbourhood church. Earlier, he had been at the nearest fluffmart and had attempted to enquire about a specific kind of book written in fluffspeak, on a topic that he imagined some fluffies would be interested in.
“I’m sorry sir, we don’t carry that kind of product here.”
It was a genuine response, the kind given by a young man who was fully aware of the inventory he was tasked with, and was also merely doing his job.
“Alright then, where can I find such a book?”
“Have you tried your church? I heard the shops were carrying those kinds of books.”
The old man was a little taken aback. It was not that he wasn’t a god-fearing man. However, he had been avoiding attendance at the local place of worship for most of the months, aside from an appearance at Easter and Christmas. Yet, he knows that his spouse would always dutifully attend the church service every week. And now, she made a request to him that, while unusual, he could not help but oblige.
A few hours later he found himself at the entrance of the church. As he walked towards the entrance, he could hear the ringing of the bells and the marching of the people walking up towards the priest to received their Daily Bread. It was impromptu, perhaps even uncouth, yet our old man found himself joining the line.
After the service had concluded, our old man made his way to the adjacent shop located near the church. It had all the religious iconography and texts one would expect from a shop like this., And yet, our old man would never imagine he’d ask for books of this specific nature.
“Why yes, we do!”
And as she says this, she shopkeeper brings our old man to a small but dedicated section of the church bookshop. Looking over the wares, it resembled a lot of the religious books he had read as a child, and he too had passed to his son. Filled with cartoonish imagery and gentle language. The difference, of course, was that the language was the even more simplistic fluffspeak, as these were religious books that were meant to teach the catechism in as simple a manner as possible.
“I’m a bit surprised that our church carries books on this.”
“Well, fluffies aren’t quite like ordinary animals, are they? They kind of speak like us, although a bit limited. And they can understand some concepts better than the average animal.”
“But doesn’t the Church say that animals don’t have souls? I think one of the past Popes said that animals aren’t called to Heaven.”
“Ah, but Pope John Paul II said that animals will join us in Heaven. As did Pope Benedict.”
“But aren’t fluffies artificial animals? I remember they were marketed as toys.”
“They do have an artificial origin, but most fluffies are born, live and die just like us. And with their ability to learn and develop, they are very humanlike. It is a complicated topic, and different religions have different says on it. Our current Pope has asked us not to discount fluffies despite their artificial origin, as they are not that different from human clones.”
The old man was a little confused by the past discussion.
“It just seems so different from how things were when I was younger.”
“Well, times change I guess.”
He had heard those words before. He remembered hearing him from his firstborn, on the day when he had opted not to go to Church anymore.
Briefly flipping the pages, Harold recognized some of the stories in the book. It reminded him a lot of a similar book he passed to Mark, once upon a time. Only difference was that the language used here was in the seeming indecipherable fluffspeak, which had its own lexicon, and grammatical rules separate from “standard” English. Remembering the unique fluffspeak and the complexity of teaching fluffies to be familiar with their interactions with the human world, it prompted Harold to ask another question.
“Is there a bible in fluffspeak?”
“There are! But people usually don’t buy them.”
“That’s odd. You’d think that, if owners are trying to get fluffies to be Christians, they’d have them read the Bible.”
“Yes, but fluffies usually don’t have the attention span to manage long books. Most children’s bibles are made based on the premise that the adult reads with the child. However, not a lot of fluffies express an interest in religion beyond following what their owners tell them about the faith, or learning how to pray. Its why we don’t import a lot of the Bibles in fluffspeak.”
Avocado was enamoured by the book he was reading. It was written in simple fluffspeak. But it told so many different stories.
There was the story of Nowa, and how he built a large boat so large that he could put his family and every animal on it. The boat helped his family survive a terrible storm of wawa that flooded the land. There was the story of Moses, who was helping his people leave a terrible place to find a new home and, with the help of Sky-daddeh, was able to part the sea into two. There was the story of Debid, a humble sheep herder who went up against the big bully Gowiat, and would later become King.
And then there was Cheezas. Cheezas, who could turn water into wine. Cheezas, who healed a blind man, and allowed him to see. Cheezas, who could walk on wawa. Cheezas, the storyteller, who told many stories, including the one about the prodigal son, and how the son came back to his daddeh. And how said daddeh loved both of his sons equally, even the one who stayed loyal by his side.
It was a very fun storybook. To Avo, it was just a storybook. But it had stories he wanted to share with his friends.
“Class, we have a special guest today. His name is Ajit.”
The orange foal was different from everyone else in the class, by virtue of having a piece of cloth wrapped around his head. His owner was a big man, with a very bushy beard. And like his charge, what was just unique about him was a larger cloth that he was wearing that was wrapped around his head.
“Fwuffy hab big happies to meet ‘ou aww.”
“Why fwen am weawing a siwwy hat?”
As Chilli asked that, the entire class giggled. Even the bearded man laughed. With a smile, Amber explained, “Ajit here, like his owner, is a Sikh.”
“Fwuffy hab wowstest sickies?”
“No, it’s the herd he belongs to.”
Trying to explain a religion to fluffies is difficult, and trying to explain to them the existence of other religions would be even more difficult. Any person would balk at the idea of their community being compared to with a herd, but Mr Singh was familiar with the limited capacity and knowledge that fluffies had.
Ajit’s week at East Side Daycare went as normally as it did for any visiting fluffy. He took part in the activities, played at lunch time, he could eat most of the food as he did not have any dietary complications nor restriction, and he generally was friendly with everybody at the daycare. But there was one little incident that affected Avo a little when it came to Ajit. And it happened during the middle of the week.
Avo had been sharing with his friends about the stories from the book that’s his grandparents had given him. Almost all of his classmates had interest in the stories, and listened to him attentively. However, when Ajit started hearing about Cheezas, he merely shook his and went off to play with the blocks by himself.
Avo was wondering if there was something wrong. Finishing the story about the time Cheezas walked on water, and amazed his friends, he went up to Ajit.
“Hewwo, fwen.”
Ajit remained silent.
The only response was the sound of the stacking of blocks. “Fwen am otay.”
In a huff, Ajit turned out around. He did it so quickly, one of his hooves hit the stack, and the blocks claim tumbling down.
“Wook. ‘ou beweib in Cheezas, but dat am yer sky daddeh. Nuh mine. Fwuffy nu beweib in yer Cheezas.
Nao. Pwease weave fwuffy awone.”
Avocado was a little taken aback by Ajit’s curt response. Even though it was rude, he wonder what it was about talking about Cheezas that had so offended Ajit. He wanted to apologize, but, Ajit wouldn’t listen to him.
With no one else to turn to, he decided to head to the sleeping room. The Auburn was there, tending to some of the foals who were sleeping at that time. A sshe was watching over the foals, she could feel a fluffy’s hoof tapping on her leg.
“Why Avo, whats the matter?”
Avo tthen told the Auburn about the incident that happened that day.
“There, there little Avocado. Not everybody has the same religion as you do.”
It was a big word.
“Well Avo, a lot of hummehs and fluffies would believe in one type of Sky Daddy. That’s a religion. Ajit over there belongs to a different type of herd. And his owner belongs to another type of herd. And they believe in their own thoughts about Sky Daddy.”
“Ooooh, so wike, they go to a diffewen pwayie pwace?”
Avo was surprised to hear the word “pwayie pwace”. But she had a rough idea of what Avo meant.
“Exactly! And there is a lot of religions, Avo. Not everyone has the same religion. It’s like how Buttercup prefers sports while you prefer reading.”
The Auburn felt she was grossly simplifying the vast differences of religions and followings in the world. She was not sure if Avo would understand what she was saying.
“Abo undahstan…. Abo thinks.”
The Auburn could only smile as she heard that.
Just then, Avo asked a rather expected question to her.
“Do 'ou bewieb in sky daddeh, mummah Amba?”
“Not really, Avo,” the Auburn said, shaking her head. “I don’t go to church.”
“Well, I wasn’t brought up in it. As a little baby, my mommy and daddy never took me to church.”
Avo was surprised as to hear that. He thought that most humans would go to this special school, this special “prayer place”, even though different herds had different prayer places. But Amber was telling her that she didn’t.
“But see, I’m rather happy. Not everybody needs a to believe in sky daddeh to be happy. And If believing in sky daddeh makes you happy, that’s a good thing.”
Feeling like he understood the situation a bit better, Avo could only smile cryptically. He then stated, “Fwuffy undahstahn.”
Soon it was Holy Week. For Avocado, it was like any other ordinary week. He went to the daycare, followed the lessons he was taught, came home, had his dinner, and slept. The exam that was to grade was about a month away, but, other then that, there was nothing special.
But for Melissa and Harold, it was a different story. And Harold was adamant on a stance.
“The book didn’t mention anything about Jesus dying.”
“But how can Avo learn about Jesus if he doesn’t know about the Crucifixion and Resurrection?”
That question left Harold a little cold. He knew where his wife was coming from.
“Does he need to know? If Mark doesn’t take him to church, then there is no need for him to know more about the religion.”
“But what if he asks?”
“Well, that is IF he asks. If you take him on Good Friday, he’s just going to ask more questions.”
Melissa was feeling dejected. Harold came up to her, and place his hands on her shoulders.
“Look. I know it was difficult for both of us when Mark stopped going to church. But even though Avo is special to us, ultimately he is Mark’s pet, not ours.”
Harold could feel a lump in his throat as he said that. In the months of the close bond that he developed with Avo, the fluffy definitely felt more than just a pet.
Melissa sighed. She knew her husband had a point. And she also knew that she was initially hesitant to have Avo follow them to church all those months ago at Christmas. And yet, there was one thing she did want to ask.
“Can we still take him on Easter Sunday?”
Harold thought for a moment.
Good Friday came and went. As Avo was at the daycare for most of the day, he would have been unaware of the church service that his grandmother attended on that day. Nor would he have known about the significance of this one day in the Christian calendar. But to Avo, it was just yet another day.
And then, it was Easter Sunday.
Avocado was dressed with a neat little green ribbon around his body, complete with a cute little bow. According to gwamma, the other fluffies that were going to the Church today were also going to wear a similar bow. And Avo was feeling a little excited – he heard there was going to be a little party at the Church. Avo wondered if it was going to be anything like the one he experienced at Christmas.
It was the second time that Avocado was at the place that his grandparents called church. It was the same as he had remembered it at Christmas – a building where a lot of people gathered, and windows with a coloured glass showing a bearded man doing miracles and other things. Avo now understood that this man was Cheesas, and that the Church was what his grandmother and Melissa described as being a “pwayie pwace”, or “prayer place.”
Though the one thing that Avo was not prepared for was the long talk by the silly human in silly white clothes. The speech went for so long, and used big words that it nearly made Avo fall asleep. He tried his best to understand it, and he could understand the priest was talking about “a new life” and “new beginnings”. But that was about the half of it, and the poor quality of the microphone meant that Avo could not really understand what the man was saying. Feeling a little distracted, Avo decided to look around, and see more of the statues near him.
And as he looked, he saw the statue of Cheesas, on a large plan of wood, his arms outstretched, with prickly things on his head, and boo-boo juice streaming from down his face. A look of intense sadness and agony was on Cheesas’s face.
It was like nothing Avo had seen before. He wondered why he had not seen this statue before. He wondered why the book that his grandma had given him had not shown this statue. It made him want to ask questions. But he was also a little terrified by the vision of it. Looking away, he then started to snuggle up to his grandmotter, Melissa.
Melissa was a bit surprised by Avo laying his head on her side. However, and understanding that the church service would be rather boring to both children and fluffies, she gently patted him, and allowed the adolescent foal to rest by her side.
Just outside the prayer place, a number of stalls had already been erected, and people were already playing games. The Easter celebrations were here, though Avocado noted that they were rather muted. It didn’t seem to be as exciting as the celebrations for Christmas. Or for Halloween.
As he was walking by his grandparents side, Avo felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around, and was met with a surprise.
Marigold was wearing a silver-coloured ribbon. She was standing next to her owners, as well as a bigger fluffy, who resembled a little, but with a reddish mane.
“Fwuffy ne’er thot dat Abo gu to chuwch!”
“This am secondies tiem, fwen.”
“Weww, Mawi go to Chuwch with fwuffy mummam and hummeh mummah ewewy Sundae!” As she said this, she introduced her fluffy mother to Avo. “Dis am fwuffy mummah, Coppah.”
“Nice to meet ‘ou, mummah Coppah,” Avo said bowing his head.
“Mawigowd hab big tawkies about ‘ou. Sez ‘ou am a smawt boi!”
Avo looked at the bigger fluffy sheepishly. Feeling a shy, he merely said, “Abo onwy twy am bestest.”
There were not that many notable games or activities at the Easter celebration, and Avocado felt it was overall, rather boring. Not to mention that it was rather hot as it was mostly outdoors, and Avo found himself sweating after a bit. But there was one game that Avo did enjoy, which he played with the other kids and fluffies.
There was an egg hunting game. The game required a group of fluffies and children to work together. They were attached to at least one adult, and they had to work together to find the eggs within a specified area of the church. Avo was in a group with Marigold and Copper, and they were attached to Melissa, who agreed to watch over the group as they combed the area.
Most of the fluffies had found the missing coloured eggs, but there was one egg that was still missing. All the fluffies had been wondering where this one egg had been hidden – it had been painted green, with red spots. The picture of the egg reminded Avo of the nearby bush with the red flowers. Feeling a little intuitive, Avo went to bush, going inside it. It was an area most of the fluffies preferred not to go into, as they had not been told to be careful of entering random dark places.
But luckily enough, the missing egg was there!
“Atta boy, Avo!” Harold said, as he saw the little green foal return with the missing egg.

Happy Easter (Artist: PeppermintParchment)
After the games, the foals and fluffies were given a treat of various foods. There was a bunny-shaped chocolate that they all shared, along with various jellybeans. It was a somewhat fun experience but, perhaps not as fun as Christmas. (Or Halloween)
Avocado never asked again about going to Church, or Cheesas. It came as a bit of a surprise to Melissa, as she had remembered the interest he had expressed to her. However, and remembering the life choices that her own son made, she had come to accept that, as a fluffy, perhaps Avocado would not be interested in knowing more about the religion.
As for Avo, he tried to forget the statue of Cheesas that he saw. It was rather disturbing, and did not seem to make sense with everything else that he had seen at the Church. But Avo had also understood from the Auburn that there were other prayer places, other herds that existed in the world. He wonder what the prayer place of Ajit’s would look like. He wondered what other kinds of Sky-daddehs there were. The world was a mysterious place, and he was hoping to learn more about it as he got older.
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2023.05.28 19:24 starstruckfan7 help f17 and m17

hi reddit i’m losing my mind over this so pls help. so recently i’ve been having dreams about this guy in my class who i know and have talk to a bit. he’s had a girlfriend for three years and i just found out the broke up. we have a mutual friend we are both close to and she has told me multiple times this year that he wants to hang out with me and get to know me and that he thinks i’m super funny and cool. this dude has only come up to me a couple of times. so we’ve kinda talked but not really. recently my class went to the beach for the day. my best friend and i decided to go by our self’s and leave earlier then our grade was. i got a call from the mutual friend we will call her lily. lily is asking where i am so i tell her i’m already at the beach and i’m might meet up with them later. four hours later my bsf and i are leaving the beach and we drive past them so i send lily a pic of the group from the road and she immediately face times me. she’s saying like “hey stop by we wanna see you” well then the guy takes her phone and is like “ emily we really really want you to come hang out. we want you here” and i was like sorry maybe next time i felt really bad but we were supper tired. well fast forward to two days ago which was a week from the beach, i was at a bible study with the girls from my grade and i was catching up with lily and she was telling me during the whole day the guy, we will name dan, kept saying how he really wanted me there and he just couldn’t believe i didn’t want to come. and then he heard that i was there earlier and he “lost it” couldn’t believe i didn’t want to hang out with them. so the whole day he apparently kept saying he couldn’t believe i didn’t come out with them. remember this dude has talked to me maybe five times by choice. well i had a dream about him that week of the beach. a romantic dream. and i’m so freaking confused. i didn’t want to dwell on it bc he had a girlfriend and i felt really bad about it. then the night that i talk to lily abt the beach( that was the day i found out he and his girlfriend broke up)i had another dream abt him. like what does this mean?!? also when my class went on a class trip to rome we were in florence and a couple of girls got roses from the other high schoolers we met from spain(i wasn’t one of them). we are walking to the train and dan comes up right next to me and ask if i thought i’d any of the boys were cute and if i got any of their numbers. i said no then he offered to give me the numbers of the guys he got and i was like “no thank you none of them were my type” and so he goes what is your type? i proceeded to tell this man australian’s were my type. like wtf? so then i think he was naming some famous australian’s but i didn’t know who they were so i told him luke hemmings from 5sos was my type. ANYWAYS. super embarrassing but yeah. does anyone have advice or a solution or peace of mind or literally anything. like am i going crazy or does this guy kinda sound interested in me? cause idk. thanks!
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2023.05.28 19:22 xtracheesepleass Beginners guide to trading and end of May update. In cap values (PSN).

Disclaimer- You are responsible for any trade you make. These are my values and estimations based on my interpretation of the market. The market changes frequently, and this is meant to serve as a guide, not an end all be all. Some or all things may sell at, over, or under the posted value. ALSO, I know many will disagree with my junk values, but I personally feel that at the rarity junk is sold that price values need to be increased to account for market changes.
-Tattered field jacket 800k
-Red asylum 700k
-Leather coat 600k
-Traveling leather coat 535k
-Forest camo 475k
-Responders set 550k (this value is way up near tfj this past week)
-Responders outfit 300k
-Loon 265k
-Reverse usa fsa. 220k
-Fiend 180k
-Bos jump 130k
-Hag 150k
-Demon 150k
-White powder jump 120k
-Responders helmet 140k
-Buffoon 120k
-Brahmin 110k
-Fsa (forest scout) 100k
-Usa ( urban scout) 90k
Level 50 ONLY prototype hazmat 80k
-Deathclaw 40k
-Crazy guy 35k
-Winterman 35k
-Forest asylum 35k
-Raven 35k
-Yellow asylum 20k
-Pink asylum 15k
-Hunters long coat 10k
-Longshoreman 8k
-Blue ridge set 8k
-Q2525 Rail is trading around 2.5 mil
-Q2525 fixer is around 2 mil
-Q2525 handmade is around 1.6 mil
-B2525 aligned auto is around 2mil ( with perfect mods)
-Qe15r or qe90 lmg 1.4 mil
-Q2515r or q2590 peppershaker 1 mil (up to 2mil based on rarity)
-Qe15r or qe90 50 cal 1.25
Things on the rise......................
-Enclave flamer mods are trading between 40 and 200k crazy
-Two Shot flamers (not enclave) and cryo have a jump in price now around 200 to 250k based on upcoming patch still a gamble
-Cobalt flux is trading closer to 200 caps. ( often see posts for 125 to 150 go unfulfilled)
-Crimson seems to have recovered to 90 to 100 caps
-ALL apparel above a bos value seems to be moving up in value except fas masks, especially this week's 🔥 item, the responders set.
Things on the fall
-Eprs unrolled down to around 60k to 80k from 120k
-Godroll eprs epfs epp eps all down in value because of recent market flooding.
-Two Shot everything regardless if it is being nerfed price falling ( except actual flamer, cryo, alien blaster) because people are afraid it might get nerf even if it isn't supposed to
Quick values
-Maps 100caps ash heaps and cranberry bog are typically considered rarer and may sell slightly higher
-All bobbles except named 50 to 100c
-Leaders 550 to 650c
-Small guns 200 to 250c
-Explosive, energy, big guns 200c
-Melee 150c
-luck 100 to 125c
--berry mentats 60 to 75 caps
-aluminum 3c
-black titanium 5c
-bone 1c
-ceramic 3c
-circuits 3c
-coal 1c
-concrete 2c
-copper 5c
-cork 1c
-crystal 2c
-adhesive 5c
-fiber optic 10 to 12c
-fiberglass 1c
-glass 1c
-gold 6c
-lead 4 or 5c
-gears 4c
-screws 3c
-springs 6c
-plastic 3c
-nuclear waste 1c
-asbestos 3c
-cloth 2c
-fertilizer 3c
-leather 1c
-rubber 1c
-silver 6c
-steel 1c
-ultracite 18c
-gunpowder 2c
-wood 1c
-Regular .5 to 1 cap
-Ultracite 1 cap Rarer ammo like fuel, cryo, 2mm ect can go for 1 to 2 caps
-Missile, mini nuke, 40mm look at junk cost to make, divide total caps by number made with max legendary ammo craft, then prolly divide by 2 or 1.5
If your new and need help please feel free to chat me. I'll try to answer or respond to comments as well, and if this gets enough traction, I'll try to do a weekly update. Also, for anyone who tries to start an argument over prices, I'll just ignore you cause if i need toxicity, I'll go see Larry. I hope everyone has a wonderful day
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2023.05.28 19:19 Spiritual_Expert3678 Did you know that besides Gamecube's official sales numbers of 22 million, it’s estimated that the console sold between 25-28 million? Well, sure Nintendo was kinda disappointed that its goal of selling 50 million consoles by 2005 wasn’t going to be achieved.

Did you know that besides Gamecube's official sales numbers of 22 million, it’s estimated that the console sold between 25-28 million? Well, sure Nintendo was kinda disappointed that its goal of selling 50 million consoles by 2005 wasn’t going to be achieved. submitted by Spiritual_Expert3678 to u/Spiritual_Expert3678 [link] [comments]

2023.05.28 19:19 SandovalsNews Wave of Lawsuits Against Gun Makers Raise Hopes of Reducing the Number of Mass Shootings and Killings!!!! 🥲🥹😪🤤

Wave of Lawsuits Against Gun Makers Raise Hopes of Reducing the Number of Mass Shootings and Killings!!!! 🥲🥹😪🤤
Wave of Lawsuits Against Gun Makers Raise Hopes of Reducing the Number of Mass Shootings and Killings!!!! 🥲🥹😪🤤 https://www.instagram.com/p/Csy30w1Rpfn/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
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2023.05.28 19:19 Delicious-Shake-9517 It’s been 2 months now since I opened up to my former therapist about my past inappropriate relationship with my teacher at 15, she wanted to report it but I didn’t, I have 0 details of her, where I went to school, and where I was living, and I’m 24 now.

Almost 2 months ago I told my former therapist on the phone about my past inappropriate relationship I had with my teacher at 15, she was trying to report it but I gave 0 details of her, the school I was in , and the city I was living in at that time.
It’s been almost 2 months now since I opened to my therapist about my past inappropriate relationship with my former teacher I had with when I was 15 but I gave no details of her, the school I went, and the city I was living in at the time. I’m 24 now.
Oh, so I’m 24 years old and I live in California and it’s been almost 2 months now since I’ve told my former therapist about my past, and after I told her the story of how everything went down and how everything ended, she was very helpful and got me to understand what it meant and everything else but she did say she was a mandated reporter, and said she would have to report any current sexual abuse going on with a child or an elderly person, or that if I was feeling suicidal and threatening to harm myself or harm others she said she would have to report, but in the middle of our conversation even before our first session on the phone, she didn’t say anything about reporting my past abuse, I clarified that I was 24 and then the next day she texted me trying to ask me for answers and then that’s when she said she was gonna have to make the report within 24 hours, but I refuse to give information, and my therapist kept pressuring me to give her details and everything else but of course I kept refusing because I personally do not want to report it because my teacher no longer works there. I haven’t seen her in almost 10 years now she only worked there for a little while and then she resigned and she told me she was no longer going to be working as a teacher and she moved out of state, but didn’t say where so I don’t even know her whereabouts.
When my therapist texted me, I felt like when she was pressuring me, she was also trying to guilt trip me even though I knew where she was coming from but honestly I forgave my past and I feel no need nor want to report now if she was still working at the school then yes, I would have to report even if I didn’t want to, but at that point, I would have to look out for others. I understand the therapist wanted to help the best she can but at the same time she needed to realize that not everything is in her control but yes, if I was still a minor then that would be a different story. After refusing to get information, that’s when she stop texting me and then three days later she texts me again asking me the same questions and of course I refuse them and everything else and then at that point and she kept going I just about had enough and that’s when I decided to end my sessions with her. After telling her that, I appreciate everything she’s done for me, but I would like to cancel my sessions with her. She far right out agreed and told me to consider them canceled and then she told me to be well and then a few minutes later, she asked me one last question what school did you go to? I didn’t even bother to answer because I’ve already went over this with her so many times so I blocked her number and that was it. It’s been almost 2 months now and I haven’t heard anything out of this and she has not tried to contact in any other way so I have not heard anything out of her ever since I’m still worried if she made the report or not because like I said, I don’t want to report It. I’ve been a little paranoid although it’s been almost 2 months, I’ve been smoking cigarettes, and vaping a lot because of it.
So far no has contacted me to ask me questions about it, or has came to my door to ask me any questions. I talked to my aunt about it recently and she’s a former therapist, she was a therapist for 19 years before she became a caregiver, she said she dealt with someone similar a girl who had an inappropriate relationship with her teacher back in high, my aunt said she was an adult by time she worked with her, my aunt said she couldn’t report it because she only gave his last name and not any other details such as his full identity, where she went to school, and everything else. I’m currently seeing a new therapist whom I like way better than my former one, although I appreciate everything my former therapist was trying to do for me, I felt like she was going outside her work by trying to play detective, and at that point I felt like she was being a vigilante just for how she was acting like a detective instead of helping me. But so far I still have not heard anything of the report, I’ve been looking online to see if the report was made and so far nothing, no one has called me about or came to my door and it’s been almost 2 months now. Should I be worried I really don’t want to dig up my past I just want to move forward with my life. Based off of my research I did, I found that in most cases therapist are not required to report past abuse if their client is now an adult and that the victim will have to report it themselves. I feel no need to report I wish my first therapist would’ve understood that I came in for professional help not to dig up old memories. Should I worry now that is been almost two months? I am working with a new therapist and it took me a week to finally feel comfortable with opening up about my past and telling her what I pretty much told my former therapist but I made it clear to my other therapist that I’m going to leave her name out and I’m not going to give any further details because I just want to put this behind me and move forward, and my therapist asked me “ Are you sure you don’t want me to report it”? And I said “yes I’m sure” and I clarified that she’s no longer working at the school and that she’s no longer working as a teacher so my therapist said “ OK then there really nothing there to report and if you don’t want to report it, I understand. I respect your wishes either way because I’m here to help you get through this. “
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2023.05.28 19:18 OldBayJ [SerSun] Serial Sunday: Vindication!

Welcome to Serial Sunday!

To those brand new to the feature and those returning from last week, welcome! Do you have a self-established universe you’ve been writing or planning to write in? Do you have an idea for a world that’s been itching to get out? This is the perfect place to explore that. Each week, I post a theme to inspire you, along with a related image and song. You have 500 - 850 words to write your installment. You can jump in at any time; writing for previous weeks’ is not necessary in order to join. After you’ve posted, come back and provide feedback for at least 2 other writers on the thread. Please be sure to read the entire post for a full list of rules.

This Week’s Theme is Vindication!

Image Song
New! Bonus Word List (each included word is worth 5 pts): - unreasonable - remonstrance - suspicious - pardon
This week we’re going to explore the theme of ‘vindication’. Guilt is often decided by the community (like the media) before they have all the facts, based on gossip, hearsay, assumptions, and sometimes based on the views of those who are loudest or the boldest. So what happens when an innocent person’s name is dragged through the mud? When the truth finally comes out, what happens? Can the people in the community change the way they’ve viewed the now-vindicated party? Or is this person’s reputation permanently tarnished?
How would this affect them? What kind of emotional scars would this leave? Can relationships be repaired, or is it too late? What happens when the truly guilty parties are revealed, and it’s a complete shock to everyone? Maybe a crime committed by those closest to them. How could that tear a community apart?
These are just a few things to get you started. Remember, the theme should be present within the story in some way, but its interpretation is completely up to you. The bonus word list is not required. Please remember to follow all sub and post rules.
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Theme Schedule:

  • May 28 - Vindication (this week)
  • June 4 - War
  • June 11 - Zealous
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You are still required to leave at least 1 actionable feedback comment on the thread every week that you submit. This should be more than one or two vague sentences, and should include at least one thing the author has done well. *Please remember that interacting with a story is not the same as providing feedback.** Low-effort crits will not receive credit.
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2023.05.28 19:18 AmericanClassic7 51 [M4F] #Lakeland, Florida - HONEST AD: Attractive, right wing, dominant man seeks younger, fit, conservative woman for traditional relationship and marriage

How are you?
You know how you want to be bowled over and think, whoa, I think I've found my exact match who just fits me so well, it's like we're made for each other?
Yeah, let's find out.
We're not talking perfection or anything, just a really great match that makes our lives seem like our own little Heaven on earth. At least we try and make it that way every day.
With that in mind, here's who I am and what I'm looking for.
Here's what I want in you:
Now, a quick note: I like a woman who shares her ideas and opinions and sees if something holds water when I say what I want done. Not in a sarcastic tone or questioning way, but tactfully and politely. If there's something you wrestle with, let me know. Ask if I've considered this or that, or give me a different perspective to consider. Or just as good, offer an alternative. Say I want to obey you and I will, but would be ok if I... (fill in the blank with your alternative idea) to try and get that same result for you?
Something like that. And if you're the quiet type and just want to obey without much input, I can work with that.
Note: Be willing to talk about sex and answer any number of questions. Ask any you have. Sex is essential in a great marriage, and we need to know if we're compatible with our desires and preferences and what we expect or are looking for. If you're less experienced or a virgin, no worries. There are still things to talk about.
This is getting long and you're not reading fast enough.
You should already be thinking of what you're going to say to me and stand out from the other women.
Hints: I love honesty. It's essential to me. I love longer replies (not just the first ones, but any). Not every one has to be some mini-novel but you get what I'm saying. I love details. I mean, I don't need the "I had this sandwich at 12:32 and it didn't sit well with me, and my boss has this habit where he walks the hall and I keep my door partially open so..."
More like you just fill me in who you are, what you believe, what you like or love, what you want in relationships, anything. "I love swimming, I try to go 2-3 times a week and mountain biking is almost my thing. I went on this trail the other day and it was..."
Or "OMG you described me to a T. You mentioned being obedient and loving to serve my man and I'm like, hey, if he only knew! I'm throwing up a hand here and making my way to the front of the line so you notice me because (fill in the blank with things you love to do)
OR the super honest route:
"You know what, there are prettier girls (I'm doing ok in that area, though ;) and I don't have all of what you're looking for but I do have (list the things you have) and most would probably win if you compared us in some of the things you listed, but I can say that no one will outwork me, no other woman will be as committed to you, or do her best to make your life better in whatever way I can, or love you like crazy (we'll get there) or not let myself go and try and look good. Those things I can control. So if you're looking for an "average" girl but who can offer extraordinary in some ways, and treat you like a king, you may want to write me back. We could have the best relationship!"
You get the idea.
I work odd hours sometimes.
So if you write me (and you should), don't disappear if you don't hear from me right away, or even in a few hours. I will find you. I will write and we'll begin our first chapter in what is hopefully, a wonderful romance that fills us with joy, love, happiness and a peace because we've found that right match for us.
Message or chat. Hit that button and tell me about you. Age and location and anything you want to share. Be willing to trade pics very soon.
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2023.05.28 19:17 cremebeige Weird discovery: Higher Average Min Watched with no upload in past two weeks than before?

I'm still a fairly new channel, started again at the end of March/beginning of April so I still obviously have a lot to learn.
Due to personal issues as well as mental health issues I wasn't able to upload anything in the past two weeks. I immediately get super stressed when I'm not able to deliver at least a video a week, especially since everyone is so keen how important it is. Since Quality is still over Quantity, I try not force myself to upload during times like the entire turmoil that is this month for me.
Long story short, I thought I'd naturally not get any views and I'd probs lose countless subscribers. Surprisingly, I only lost one a couple days ago - and it was only one.
Since I have VidIQ free installed on my browser I have some stats in the right corner of my YouTube. When I had uploaded 1-2 a week for the past 2 months my Average Minutes Watched (for the entire channel I suppse) fluctated alot. One time, one of my videos got more views than any of the other ones in a very short timespan (Don't think too crazy now tho it was only 500) and my AMW was at 200%. As that calmed down it gradually went down until I even went into minus -60% because my last two videos ever since that one weren't well recieved at all. I think that was also the moment where I sort of hit a small pump. I was and am ever since then disappointed with my stuff. Nothing seems to do well - I don't understand. Either way, after I started this unplanned break since I got very sick suddenly, I thought the number would just go down futher and futher.
Yet, to my surprise, as I went to check after a long it went from -100% something all the way back to +20%. This confused me in every way, because doesn't that literally go against everything that is adviced for small YouTubers and YouTubers in general?
TLDR: 2 Weeks of no uploading and my Average Minutes Watched went from -100% all the way up to +20% and I don't know what that honestly says about my content. Is YouTube now pushing it differently? I don't have any drastic view changes either. There's 5-20 more views on my last couple videos that's it.
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2023.05.28 19:17 Necessary_Two_5570 Absent father

I (27F) have 2 kids with a guy (26M). We had them in our teens and haven’t been together since out 6 year old was a baby. He has been very inconsistent in their lives, and doesn’t support them in anyway. He sees them on holidays and birthdays, other than that he doesn’t reach out. I always update him on things going on, and send him pictures of the kids often. He has struggled with mental health and his fighting his own addictions. I have been more than lenient with him. I never talk badly about him to our kids, and I always try to tell them that he loves them he is just trying to figure his life out. My kids are in a very stable environment and have everything they could ask for and always have. Their dad and I have a pretty decent relationship despise his lack of support for the kids. I never deny him time with the kids, but I don’t go out of my way to plan times with them either because I don’t believe I should have to. We have joint custody and he’s supposed to pay support. But he hasn’t paid support since November 2021. I don’t ever say anything about it because I do well and it’s only $80/week. His living situation is less than ideal, the kids don’t have a room. The floors are caving in, the water doesn’t work in one of the bathrooms. The bathroom they are able to use is where his mom goes to smoke all her cigarettes. The kids aren’t comfortable there and so I told him that it’s best that they just visit and not stay. I know it’s not in the court order, but the way they live is not safe for the kids.
Now, with all that being said I am more than open to him having a better relationship with our kids. I would never tell him he couldn’t see them and he knows that. But now out of the blue today he messages me about us meeting his new girlfriend. I was very respectful with my response and just told him that I’d rather he form a relationship with the kids before involving another girl because last time it was really unhealthy for the kids. I told him I wasn’t trying to be rude, but they hardly know him. He is now irate with me and basically calling me a bad mom and threatening to take me back to court. And also that my jealousy is showing. Mind you, I have not felt feelings for him or been attracted to him since before our son was even born. He was very abusive to me in many ways so I am 100% not jealous. Which is fine, we can take that route again because I know the outcome wouldn’t be what he predicts. I have given my all to my children to give them a better life than I ever had, and than their dad ever has. Everything I do I have the kids best interest in mind. It hurts me for the kids that the only time he wants to be a father is when he has a new girlfriend. I just need to vent about this because I want to cuss him out and call him all kinds of names but know it won’t help the situation. So just getting it off my chest
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2023.05.28 19:16 SepticSauces Trouble Maker: Nightmares & Visas! [10]

A special thank you to the amazing u/SpacePaladin15 for this fun world.
A thank you u/ImaginationSea3679 y u/Acceptable_Egg5560 for helping me with plot stuff.
Sunday Time! Two chapters in one today!
Memory Transcription Subject: Extermination Officer Tova
Date [standardized human time]: August 24rd, 2136, Late first claw
My shout was barely loud enough to go over the noise of blaring klaxons. I skipped alongside my father, his paws clasped around mine as he tried to pull me down the hall.
“Not much farther, Tova. Your mother’s waiting for us at the brid-” A panicking venlil stormed right through the hallway, sprinting right between my father and I, sending all three of us sprawling out onto the ground! The rude man didn’t even stop to help us back up, running a stampede right back through the swarming venlil!
Of course, he wasn’t the only one shouting; a mother crying for her pups, venlil screaming in panic, and the cries of pain: Many venlil having been trampled in the mad dash in random directions! The general fear was merely feeding into a grander self-fueling cycle of panic!
“My arm hurts,” I whine, watching my father spring up from his fallen position. He is barely able to move before the entire ship’s hull lurches to one side, sending most venlil careening into one of the walls, but thankfully for me, the impact wasn’t hard enough to break any of my bones. My father wasn’t so lucky, clutching one of his legs with a tight grasp, and letting out a pained whimper. “Splesh…” He groaned out, grabbing tight for a brief second before correcting himself. “Gah, sorry, shouldn’t have said that in front of you.” He chuckles aloud despite the pain and does well to maintain a cool and collected gaze.
I didn’t really care if my father had said a naughty word. I was more worried about the crooked state of his leg. It was bent at an old angle, and one part that was normally straight, his upper thigh, was actually bent as well.
It looks awful!
I crawled my way over to him as quickly as I can, wrapping my two paws around his wrists. “C’mon, we need to hurry! Please get up!” I tried to tug my father up onto his paws, but due to my smaller size, I wasn’t able to be of much assistance. “Come on, Dad!”
I try again to lift my father up but to no avail. The middle-aged venlil merely hobbles one step before collapsing back onto the ground. The other venlil all begin to stand up and swarm past us. I am thankful that they don’t manage to accidentally trample us beneath their paws.
“Come on, Father! It isn’t that much farther, just about fifteen more tails or so, and we’ll be safe with Mom!” My voice breaks as it raises in pitch, crying out in anguish and desperation! I give one last firm tug to my dad’s wrists, but instead of pulling the man upwards. He gives me a small shove, sending me falling down onto my hindquarters.
The sound of more screaming venlil fills the corridor as the taint makes itself known. A brief exchange of plasma fire is heard beyond the wall, but other than that, I could only discern the fact that the arxur have boarded.
“Go! Your mother can take care of you. She’s a good woman. Just go!”
I turn tail and make a mad dash with the rest of the venlil toward the bridge’s doors, stopping to look over my shoulder upon reaching the giant mechanical doorway, peering through the now-closed window.
Arxur by this point have begun to make themselves known, coming around the corner with speed! They don’t waste any time, jumping upon downed and injured venlil, and chomping down upon limbs and arms.
Their screams fill the hallway and leak into the bridge…
My father, despite his injury, reaches for a knife he likes to carry on himself, and readies the blade, waiting for the first Arxur to approach. He doesn’t have to wait long, for one is already barreling down onto him. Its massive jaws opening wide!
“Tova!? Tova! Tova!”
And within a moment, I am jolted from my nightmarish slumber by Quilix’s paws shaking my chest. He had a tight grip on my short wool, grabbing on firmly. I could feel his grip ease up the second he noticed an eye looking back up at him. “Y-you were screaming, so I… I figured I’d… I’d check up on you.”
The small and white venlil looked like he was on the brink of crying: Tears were coating the undersides of his eyes, which appeared to be puffy and orange. I was so enthralled with my nightmare - I haven’t had nightmares in years: Not one since I have been around Quilix, that I hadn’t remembered the past two paws very well, but when I did, I placed a paw against Quilix and gave the male a weak shove, pushing him off of me with ease. “Don’t touch me, I still have not forgotten what you have done.” I take a moment to adjust my messy wool. Quilix does the same, taking a moment to adjust the scraggly mess it had become within a mere two paws.
He still appeared to be taking care of himself, at least. I couldn’t say the same for myself. Normally, I’d take a shower after grueling work claws because I often got some grease or oil in my fur, but the past two paws had left me feeling ragged.
He nods to my words. “You should take a shower, my beautiful-” - “Don’t tell me what to do.”
The sharp, bluntness within my tone cuts down whatever Quilix was going to say. He lowered his head and tail before sheepishly walking out of the room. A part of me wanted to feel bad about seeing my mate like that, but I struggled to find that empathetic bone within me. It just wasn’t easy to take his words with any meaning after having that whole fiasco dropped on my head!
The insincere guile of hiding everything from me! Then he feels bad when I learn about it!?
It actually takes some effort on my part to not slam the door when I walk into the bathroom. I waste no time turning on the water to its hottest setting and slide back over the mirror. I stare at my reflection, loathing the mess that I appear to be; split ends, unregulated wool, drooping eyes, grease stains, and oil stains that have gone uncleaned. I felt like an idiot for not taking that one shower when Arwen was still sleeping.
Why does Arwen want Quilix and I to get back together so quickly? Is this a human thing?
I briefly pause, remembering something.
I mean, it isn’t like I could break up with Quilix. My mother would kill me, and I am fairly positive Quilix’s parents would do the same.
I should have just gone with Pasala to have my mind fixed. I spehing hate this. I thought my nightmares were over with… I’m not deserving of this second chance with Arwen.
I briefly rub my tearing eyes with my paws, wiping away the dampness that had built up underneath my two eyes. I take a moment to adjust myself, scratching a few itches and doing a bit more rubbing, and then finally hop into the hot water.
My muscles and mind relax under the pouring stream for a few minutes, letting it clear my mind and thoughts away like that of a morning’s rain. Then I go through the routine of shampooing, conditioning, and cleaning out all the nooks and crannies between my paws, ears, tail, and so forth.
Eventually, I turn off the shower and finish up with the rest of my cycle; drying, brushing my teeth and brushing my wool until it’s smoothed down. Finally, I walk out and head down to our living room. I may have not eaten over the past few claws, and I can feel myself grow famished.
When I enter the living room, I take note of the fact that Quilix is reading on his tablet. Something I seldom see the small male do. Normally, he does all of his reading and writing for his books on his main computer, which he has stored away in his office, so this was quite new to me.
His expression quickly shifts the second he sees me: ears perk up highly and his tail wags against the couch, but the expression is fleeting, falling not even a moment later, for he quickly notices my sour gaze landing right back on him.
Regardless of my disappointment, I still couldn’t keep my curiosity at bay. “What are you reading?”
My belated curiosity was enough for the male to perk right back up with a hopeful ear flick. “Well, Arwen and Trivi sent us instructions on what we should say when we go to acquire our visas to Earth, and what not to say to the humans. We’d probably get in trouble, but I’d be worried more about Arwen.”
“Just forward it to my tablet and I will read it later. I’m hungry.”
“You don’t want to read it with me?” His hopeful tone tugged at my heartstrings.
“No, I said I am hungry!” And like that, he was crushed right back down.
A part of me actually did want to read it with him. He was still my mate after the fact, but that was a very small part of me. I was still upset, angry, livid, even! I was also very, very hungry.
With another annoyed tail flick, I moved my way to the kitchen and fixed myself a snack, eating it at the dining room table. Quilix continued to look at me, holding out that I would join him on the couch, but once again, I would dip back to my room to retrieve my tablet, opening up the message from Arwen and Trivi.
Hello Quilix and Tova,
There’s been a small change of plans, but I won’t tell you the little details. What I do want to tell you is what you should and shouldn’t mention to the UN visa agent that came to Venlil Prime. Firstly, don’t mention the ranch, for obvious reasons…
If I were you, I’d talk about your passions, and claim that I mentioned one of them. I do recall hearing something about you liking swords, right?
I do like swords… How does Arwen know that?
Well, you could talk about some old medieval museums: St. Fagans is a good one to talk about. I’ve actually been there, but only because my father was a bit of a history buff. Hah! They have some swords on display and a really, really old sword. It’s about 1.45 Tails [870 millimeters] if I remember correctly. I figured you’d like to see it.
Wait, aren’t we supposed to be treated like cattle? Was that the change of plans? Oh… Yeah, forgot about needing to sneak through.
For Quilix, there are plenty of art museums, more so than medieval-based Museums, so I am pretty sure we can find something for him as well. Anyways, I will see you later. I assume the twenty-eighth? That will be roughly four paws from now. I do suggest you get your visas, it might be a day, or not…
I finally close my tablet, having finished the message. I sat there for a couple of minutes to process what I have been told. My mind wandering back and forth in trying to decipher if Arwen changed her mind, was toying with us, or was purely trying to sneak us back to Earth under a more wholesome-sounding guise.
I only knew her for about half a paw, and within that half-paw, it was mostly filled with that massage and poem reading, so really, I didn’t even know her at all, and she still wanted to go through with this!?
Either she really wants clothes made from our wool or actually is extremely serious about forgiveness. I think… I think I am leaning toward the latter. Could also be humiliation… Wait, didn’t she agree to Quilix’s original plan…
I calmed down rather quickly at the small realization. Arwen was probably angry and just suggested that on a moment’s notice. She probably wasn’t thinking straight and said something somewhat stupid. That’s all.
That’s what I told myself.
I hopped up from my bed, leaving my tablet behind, and walked back into the living room. Quilix was still sitting on the couch, but staring blankly at the wall. “Not going to draw or write?”
Quilix had a way of getting everyone to feel bad for him, and it wasn’t even purposeful to my knowledge. He was just so small and helpless, so when his mood shot down the drain, it was like looking at an unhappy child. His tail was limp and he had a general malaise over his posture: body laying flat across the couch with the tablet screen down on his chest. “Don’t feel like it.”
Even his tone was lower and slower than its normal high and fast pitch.
Ugh… I don’t want to deal with him.
Despite my inner thoughts, I remember what Arwen asked of us. I really didn’t want to put up with my mate, but it was probably the right thing to do.
Or at least I hope it is the right thing to do.
Memory Transcription Subject: Extermination Officer Tova
Date [standardized human time]: August 24rd, 2136, Early second claw
It wasn’t a long drive down to the UN’s little building, but it really was an awkward one. Quilix and I sat in relative silence, unsure of how to start any conversation. It made me wonder how humans dealt with mate infidelity.
Do they force the pair to stay together, or do they just split up?
I knew that splitting up wasn’t really even an option. We had both of our parents’ blessings. My mother would be displeased if we split up, and she’d probably be angry if I did: Our vyalkit was made from not just my and Quilix’s wool, but also our parents, and their parents, and then their parent’s parents! My side was almost touching sixty-three generations, and Quilix was thirty-two. To break apart would be to desecrate multiple generations of honor-bound loyalty! How could Quilix do such a thing!?
It was nearly impossible to keep myself from crying in the car, keeping myself calm with cool and steady breaths, but with every thought that came roaring through. I worried that I would burst like an over-pressured levee.
Am I, not enough?
Does he not trust me?
How would he have acted if I had done the same?
Those thoughts rattled around in my mind due to my inability to distract myself.
Quilix was unusually quieter than normal, and for a moment I caught myself hoping he’d hum a melodic tune, but no sound came from him, causing the car ride to be unnaturally quiet.
No poems read.
No songs sang.
No conversations pulled.
This car ride practically resembled our horribly damaged relationship; empty, degraded, and silent. Though to be fair, Quilix had tried a couple of times to bridge the gap, and I just wasn’t receptive. I thought about speaking several times to alleviate us of this awkwardness, but every time I tried to speak, I remembered what I did to Arwen, or what Quilix had done to me, and with a pain in my chest. I remain quiet. Thankfully, the drive comes to an end.
“Ah, welcome to the UN embassy. You must be Tova and Quilix, right?” A human with remarkably dark skin of brown coloration greeted us at the door. He didn’t have any hair on his head like any of the humans I have seen but sported hair along his jawline. A mask covered the rest of his face.
Quilix and I both nodded.
“My name is Davian Karslon, it is a pleasure to meet you. I will have you know that I got your message. Now, if you would accompany me inside.” He gestured for us to come inside.
Quilix and I followed the big, human down a few hallways before inevitably entering a small office. He beckoned us to sit down, seating himself behind a wooden desk that looked like it was just placed down within the last day.
It probably was.
“I’m a bit shocked that we already have venlil applying for a visa, and you two in particular.” The male clasped his hands in front of his stomach, leaning back in his chair.
I wasn’t expecting an interrogation! I was expecting them to be like “Oh? A venlil wants to go to Earth!? We must be making good impressions!” Speh, what did Arwen want us to say?
“Arwen suggested we can learn more about humans if we come visit her at her home. She mentioned lots of things regarding museums, and as you know, I am a poet, an artist, and a writer. Now, I am no fool, for I know you humans didn’t show us all you had done within the last few millennia. You avoid things like meat eating for our sake, and showed us the book Frankenstein, which while simple, still had a good sense of morals: Don’t judge someone based on their appearance. I wish to learn more, and I can’t do that here. I’ve already read most if not all of the books you have given us that weren’t pups’ books.” Quilix came to my rescue, for I was on the edge of having a nervous breakdown, but him speaking allowed my thoughts to coalesce.
“Marvelous, it seems someone here loves literature to quite the great degree!” Even with the mask on, I could feel the human’s gaze shift onto me. I do my best not to flinch under the hidden, but binocular gaze.
“I uh… Arwen- Well, you see the federation isn’t really fond of things I like, and Arwen told me that there are things on Earth that I can’t find on Venlil Prime, The Cradle, or Nishtal…”
“And those things are?”
I take a deep breath. “Swords.”
“Swords?” Davian repeated. “Elucidate me.”
“I’m pretty sure you see a lack of swords, right? Well, that’s because we stopped making them because they were predatory, so now they pretty much don’t exist. However, I now own my great, great, great…” I waved a paw for emphasis, “Grandfather’s sword. The only other people that know are Quilix, Pasala, and my mother, but that’s because they like me, and a couple fellow exterminators. I… want to look at more swords and donate mine, because, unlike my father. I don’t know how to take care of it. I have instructions to take care of it, and I can read it, but I don’t want to risk damaging something of such importance to me. The most I have done is clean the blade.”
“I see, and how old is this sword? What’s it made out of? How big is it?”
I take a moment to think, counting back over the number of generations the sword has been within my family. “It was pre-federation contact and for about thirty generations, so roughly eight-hundred years?” “EIGHT-HUNDRED YEARS!?”
The man’s booming voice caused Quilix and I to recoil back in shock. Thankfully, nothing happens.
“What the hell is that thing made out of!?”
“I don’t know!”
Thankfully, that answer seems to appease the man. He relaxes right back into his chair as if he had never shouted. “Sorry, that’s such a long time for a blade.”
All I can do is shrug in agreement. “Anyways, it’s about just more than one tail [twenty-four inches] in length, so I have it stored in a chest at home. Used to have it in my office, but I didn’t want anyone seeing it after a while.”
Davian clicked his tongue against the inside of his cheek a few times, thinking up his response. “That’s all wonderful to hear. I’m quite surprised.”
“I heard from one of your fellow Exterminators that you two had a bit of an altercation. Any reason why that was filed?”
Speh! Speh! Speh! I don’t know how to respond to that!
“Well, you see, Arwen arrived early two paws ago, and well, Tova walked in on Arwen and I snuggling on the couch, and mistook that as flirtation. The miscommunication has since been cleared up.”
If it weren’t for Quilix’s ears and tail giving him away like the fibber he was. I would have been caught off guard by such a lie! He never was a good liar. Actually, he was still a poor liar.
“I see,” the human nodded to Quilix’s answer. “Well, it was pleasant to meet you two. I will go check with my agent and see if I can get your stuff sorted. Again, it was pleasant to meet you two.”
Wait, that worked?
Well, with that out of the way. That just left introducing the idea to our parents… Scorch it, I just hope they don’t kill us.
Heavily inspired by the likes of…
Pack Bonding
Foundations of Humanity
Mixed Signals (NSFW)
And I snuck in some lingo from Nature of Humanity
Don't Look A Human In The Eye
I highly suggest you check them out!!
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2023.05.28 19:16 HannahsOdyssey Existing with yourself: a free audio psychedelic guide I made over the past year (Odyssey #1!)

Hi guys, I spent the past year trying to figure out how to create guides that introduce people to various elements of their psyche on psychedelics - thanks for your feedback on various elements of it and different versions over the past while.

I'm happy to share my first guide with you today for free. It's an audio guide on the topic of 'existing with yourself' - designed to help people take the first step towards self-love - simply letting yourself be as you are.

It's designed to be listened to on a low dose of LSD. I've also included a series of meditations for before and after and general guidance. Below I'm answering a few questions that you may have.

Any questions/upvotes/feedback would be hugely appreciated :)

"What actually is it?"

The guide for the trip itself consists of 100 minutes of guidance to help you find your inner core and, from this safe position, observe the workings of your mind.

For before your trip, I've included a meditation to help prepare your mind. For afterwards, there are a number of meditations to help you integrate the experience, and guidance on additional things you can do.

"What does existing with yourself mean?"

Well, it means spending a whole day just being with yourself. No agenda, no judgment, not even a desire to change anything. To float through all the emotions and feelings that make you, you - but just observing them, not absorbing them up, until you find your innermost self, your core.

This practice can do a couple of things:

"Why a low dose?"

Often, when we investigate our minds, we come across defense mechanisms and patterns of thinking that prevent us from going to certain places.

Many people try to blast through these defense mechanisms with a high-dose of psychedelics - to melt their mind to the point that they disappear - but an insight garnered in another world is often difficult to bring back into our world and your usual mind - notwithstanding the risks of doing this in the first place.

I thought that, with extremely thoughtful guidance on different topics, people could have trips on a lower-dose that could potentially lead to transformative insights that are much easier to reintegrate into their lives.

"Who's it for?"

It is for anyone who wants to explore and expand their minds and hearts with the help of psychedelics and gentle guidance.

It is for those, who understand that there are no quick solutions for any big quests in life and that all big quests start with a first step - such as simply spending a day to be with your inner self.

"Why's it free?"

I have been making guides about all kinds of topics for myself and my husband to help us on our psychedelic explorations for a few years now and it changed my life significantly for the better.

I feel like others can really benefit from it just as much from this kind of directed approach and want to make it accessible to as many as possible. While I'd ultimately love to someday make money from this, all of my guides will have a free version that you can download.

"Where can I get the guide?"

You can find a link to it here: https://steel-helmet-8f0.notion.site/Odyssey-Guide-Self-Love-1-Into-the-Inner-Self-7387830c8bb840939e087b166ce2af87

"How can I help?"

(okay, maybe you didn't ask this)

If you decide to do this Odyssey, I would love to hear your feedback and the story of your adventure! You can find my email address also on the page above.

If you know anyone who you think could benefit from this, I'd really appreciate it if you could share it with them also.
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2023.05.28 19:16 Necessary_Two_5570 Absent father

I (27F) have 2 kids with a guy (26M). We had them in our teens and haven’t been together since out 6 year old was a baby. He has been very inconsistent in their lives, and doesn’t support them in anyway. He sees them on holidays and birthdays, other than that he doesn’t reach out. I always update him on things going on, and send him pictures of the kids often. He has struggled with mental health and his fighting his own addictions. I have been more than lenient with him. I never talk badly about him to our kids, and I always try to tell them that he loves them he is just trying to figure his life out. My kids are in a very stable environment and have everything they could ask for and always have. Their dad and I have a pretty decent relationship despise his lack of support for the kids. I never deny him time with the kids, but I don’t go out of my way to plan times with them either because I don’t believe I should have to. We have joint custody and he’s supposed to pay support. But he hasn’t paid support since November 2021. I don’t ever say anything about it because I do well and it’s only $80/week. His living situation is less than ideal, the kids don’t have a room. The floors are caving in, the water doesn’t work in one of the bathrooms. The bathroom they are able to use is where his mom goes to smoke all her cigarettes. The kids aren’t comfortable there and so I told him that it’s best that they just visit and not stay. I know it’s not in the court order, but the way they live is not safe for the kids.
Now, with all that being said I am more than open to him having a better relationship with our kids. I would never tell him he couldn’t see them and he knows that. But now out of the blue today he messages me about us meeting his new girlfriend. I was very respectful with my response and just told him that I’d rather he form a relationship with the kids before involving another girl because last time it was really unhealthy for the kids. I told him I wasn’t trying to be rude, but they hardly know him. He is now irate with me and basically calling me a bad mom and threatening to take me back to court. And also that my jealousy is showing. Mind you, I have not felt feelings for him or been attracted to him since before our son was even born. He was very abusive to me in many ways so I am 100% not jealous. Which is fine, we can take that route again because I know the outcome wouldn’t be what he predicts. I have given my all to my children to give them a better life than I ever had, and than their dad ever has. Everything I do I have the kids best interest in mind. It hurts me for the kids that the only time he wants to be a father is when he has a new girlfriend. I just need to vent about this because I want to cuss him out and call him all kinds of names but know it won’t help the situation. So just getting it off my chest
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2023.05.28 19:15 PurpleSolitudes Best Controller For PC in USA Available on Amazon

Best Controller For PC in USA Available on Amazon
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2023.05.28 19:13 beepukegarden22 Found this in the garden. Small, metal of some sort, looks like a zipper pull maybe or a medallion? Numbers on the back, but too corroded to see well.

Found this in the garden. Small, metal of some sort, looks like a zipper pull maybe or a medallion? Numbers on the back, but too corroded to see well. submitted by beepukegarden22 to whatisthisthing [link] [comments]

2023.05.28 19:13 God_of_Averages A girl I know avoided eye contact with me. Should I approach her?

I(23M) was at a store with my mom helping her pull the cart. A girl(23F) that lives in my neighborhood since childhood shows up to buy something in same section as us. She didn't notice us but my mom did and approached her to ask about her well being since her and mine family know each other pretty well.
Throughout the conversation she looked at my mom but didn't even made eye contact with me who was right beside my mother.
I tried smiling slightly without being creepy to acknowledge her since we were in same class for 2 years and have each other's numbers(no significant conversations since beginning).
Coming to the point, I never gave thought about dating her but she looked beautiful today and I noticed a lot of personality growth in her. Should I text her to let her know that she was charming today?
I am absolute beginner and never dated anyone. I would really appreciate any advice on this.
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2023.05.28 19:13 ghostR_ZA Widow player who needs help climbing back (M1 drop to D3)

So I am honestly struggling down here. Not sure what exactly I am doing wrong but I am working on myself every day and have played with my wife many times on this main account.
I feel like I have to literally get 60 elims with 20-27k damage every game to stand a chance of winning, or 3-4 picks a teamfight.
Like in the recent 10 games, 5 have had some level 1 account boosting somebody like a mercy or ana. Heck even a few unranked to GM's in most of my games. AND It's proof because for example, the one posted their twitch, went and had a look and yup, some unranked to GM player.
Extra: When I play on an alt account the games are much easier and haven't had trouble getting to Master 1 on them.
Characters: Widow, Soldier, Sojourn and Torb.
Player: ghostR
Any advice would be greatly appricated.
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2023.05.28 19:09 Xxxena66 Has anyone received $ from the Wells Fargo settlement that was announced late last year?

Specifically the part of the settlement regarding WF foreclosures instead of allowing loan modifications.
From what I've read I'd be the perfect candidate for this settlement. I was in the process of a state (HUD) modification & WF refused to cooperate & fast-tracked a foreclosure in 2011.
I've called their "hotline" & got no info except "we would have contacted you". I tried to get them to look up my case by my loan # or address & they wouldn't. "Looked up" by name (not an uncommon name) & found nothing.
Why isn't there a website where I can enter my info & see if my mortgage was included in the settlement or have them review my case to see if it should be?
Another fear is that they did pay the settlement but to my ex-husband who should not be entitled to it.
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2023.05.28 19:08 LaGa2015 “Followed” at club. Advice!

Wife and I went to a lifestyle club early this year for the first time. When we first got there this single mail b-lined it to us and start talking to us. We were just there to see what it was all about and not hook up. He was trying to talk to us about family and kids and other things we had no interest in discussing in that setting (especially being our first time). We broke off the convo as soon as we could and walked away.
Fast forward 2 months later. We are back at the club and that same single guy is there (we are not looking for a single guy).
We notice his route walking the club is stopping by us every time. We purposely move. He changes his route to go by us again.
We move to a whole new area and go sit on a couch. He follows us and is sitting right next to us with in a minute. We move right away hoping he gets the hint.
He does not and follows us again and is standing right next to us again! We move again right away. He has not talked to us yet because we are purposely not looking at him. We can see he is waiting for an opening.
We move to a standing area. We also do not want to be closed off because we are looking for a couple to talk to and have been making eyes with some. He sees us again and comes right to us and my wife turns and blocks him. He has to abort his attempt. We think this is a clear message.
We decide to go back and play and think we might not see him since single males can not go back.
We are on a bed and its heating up. A couple we like is close and we are exited to make some moves.
The same single male shows up with what we assume a single female. They come right to us and sit down at the couch right in front of our bed and start watching.
We stop right away and go to another room. We were in the main room and were bummed to leave.
We come back later and find a spot were he is not. Well he finds us and they walk to us. We stop and just wait. Again they sit down facing us and watching us. So we end up moving yet again, this time to a to more private room.
Now we never told him we were not interested but in my opinion it was obvious.
My question is, is there club etiquette to deal with this? Should we have engaged him to say we are not interested? Should we have told staff what was going on? Appreciate any insight and would love to know how others would have dealt with it. We will be back there and will probably run into him again!
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