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A few weeks ago I took family to an all-inclusive for our first vacation since 2019. The place was beautiful and fun with great food and drink. Perfect except for some of the other guests. A 60-something couple in particular.
Since it was spring break, the place was at capacity. On our first day, this couple had taken up four poolside loungers, and were instead sitting at a table for four. 8 spots for two people. As per the facility guidelines, the loungers were not being used yet were held for over 15 minutes, so my wife asked staff to clear them for us. The staff did, but as soon as they left the couple turned on my wife and started screaming at her about messing up their vacation and how they needed the extra loungers so the man could have his electric scooter nearby. I was off getting us some drinks, so I missed the interaction.
My amazing wife, who could have destroyed this couple with her words alone, decided it was not worth starting our vacation like this so she moved. When she told me why she moved, she was clear that I not make a big deal of it. She was taking the high road. I was was annoyed that the couple had been rude to my wife, but I agreed.
Instead I made a small deal of it.
From that point on, every chance I had for a full week, I put my empty drinks in the cup holders of the man’s scooter. If they were already full, I put them in the basket. I offered to clear my whole family’s drinks just for more cups and bottles.
The first day the couple were confused at why the cups and bottles kept showing up. The next day they were getting quite agitated every time they found more empties. By the third day, the couple were taking shifts guarding the scooter, but I still managed at least 10 empties. The fourth day they saw me place one and confronted me, but I just smiled and walked away. They literally spent the next three days watching me and guarding their spots.
I spent my time with the family and had a blast, but there was no sudo-malicious high like walking towards the couple with an empty drink in hand, watching them tense up, and just walking by. And I still managed to place a few more in the cup holders each day.

I've got a group of friends, and we all met online while gaming. There's plans to hang out in person coming up. We have a group chat going, and in the chat one guy brought up Chris Beck after the conversation turned to how the world has lost its mind. Never heard of this person, but then a YouTube link was sent and it's Chris Beck against drag shows. So I sent one with Trixie Mattel talking about drag being made illegal. The conversation ended with a , "it's going to be fun chilling and taking about all this stuff!", But I don't feel like it will be. As a matter of fact I don't want to have a candid conversation where we look at both sides equally because I don't feel like there is a valid reason the LGBTQIA+ is being targeted so boldly with bigoted laws, legislation and hate groups.
And who TF is Chris Beck? I'm getting pretty damn tired of one human being out of the billions that exist being used as an example of the "real truth behind.." game social media is playing.
So let me tell you my truth. I never heard of trans people when I was young. When I told my first girlfriend that I felt like a boy in a girl's body she just said, yup that's cuz you're a lesbian. When I wrapped my chest with ace bandage because I hated my body when I hit puberty I never knew about trans people. Even in high school when I told people to just refer to me as "it" instead of she, I was never influenced by someone else or the media. Everything I did, everything I was, how I expressed myself was literally just because that's what felt right. And it still took until I was 26 to put two and two together, to admit to myself who I was. Because by then I had heard of trans folks, but even in the gay community it wasn't anything good. It was always safer to just sit in that box with that label that was pre-made and stamped gay. Homie don't play that anymore. All these ignorant ducks can go kick rocks now.

I travel one week from today and by a stroke of luck, status has changed from in process to approved. I have an urgent appointment scheduled at my passport office Tuesday. How long does it typically take to go from approved to actually being in the mail and arriving? I want to cancel my appointment so someone else can use it, but also don’t want the passports to not show up in time in the mail. Bit tough since the appointment is Tuesday on the timing, later in the week would be better. Any thoughts?

Hey so I'm not the first person to have this problem but I need help ASAP. I have tried everything. The servers usually show about 60-70 ping. When I join I don't see any problems with ping and everything works perfectly and suddenly I'm kicked because my ping spiked to 700????!!!?!? Somehow?!?! Anybody knows how to fix it?

So when I got WA back in 2018 I immediately tried visiting my old town's dream address. But it wasn't found. I assumed like with Mario Maker levels, they just randomly deleted it to save server space @ Nintendo. But reading a Wiki today, I see something I wondered but never followed up on...
"Existing Dream Addresses are not compatible with the update. A new address must be generated at the Dream Suite to share a Dream Town, and addresses now contain letters in addition to numbers."
So there could be a chance my old town's dream is still visible?! I would just need to play on original ACNL. Thing is, despite being sold like a separate game in stores, Welcome Amiibo is just the "1.4" patch to New Leaf.
So I'm wondering, with my eShop copy and save of W.A. installed right now, can I hshop or whatever a copy of 2013 unpatched New Leaf without conflicting with my WA game, letting me create a temporary town and player just to get to dream address capability to go view my long lost town and what not?

Hi, so my NVME... failed? I am still not sure what happened. So it was working fine yesterday evening, but when I woke my laptop from sleep I got filesystem errors. Rebooted and no boot drives were found.
Basically, in the BIOS, the drive shows up as only having one 1023MiB partition...
since it contained my boot partition, I tried booting on liveUSB and seeing if I could see something different, but I could not, so I put it in another computer that has a PCIe M.2 slot for more troubleshooting.
The device itself is supposed to be a intel SSDPEKNW512G8X1 (660p series 512GB)
On the other machine, it still only shows up as one partition, ran these commands:
FDISK

#sudo fdisk -l /dev/nvme0n1 Disk /dev/nvme0n1: 1024 MiB, 1073741312 bytes, 2097151 sectors Disk model: SM2263 Units: sectors of 1 * 512 = 512 bytes Sector size (logical/physical): 512 bytes / 512 bytes I/O size (minimum/optimal): 512 bytes / 512 bytes 

NVME-CLi

#sudo nvme list Node Generic SN Model Namespace Usage Format FW Rev /dev/nvme0n1 ng0n1 1234 010008A000000 SM2263 1 1,07 GB / 1,07 GB 512 B + 0 B 0350 

DMESG

#sudo dmesg grep nvme [ 0.377543] nvme nvme0: pci function 0000:01:00.0 [ 0.384874] nvme nvme0: 1/0/0 default/read/poll queues [ 2655.255286] nvme nvme0: I/O 20 QID 0 timeout, reset controller [ 2663.788564] nvme nvme0: I/O 75 QID 1 timeout, aborting [ 2694.508206] nvme nvme0: I/O 75 QID 1 timeout, reset controller [ 2825.921122] nvme_dev_disable+0x32/0x260 [ 2825.921127] nvme_timeout.cold+0x141/0x173 [ 2844.697664] nvme nvme0: Device not ready; aborting reset, CSTS=0x1 [ 2844.721361] blk_update_request: I/O error, dev nvme0n1, sector 0 op 0x0:(READ) flags 0x80700 phys_seg 3 prio class 0 [ 2844.721376] nvme nvme0: Abort status: 0x371 [ 2972.777199] nvme nvme0: Device not ready; aborting reset, CSTS=0x1 [ 2972.777203] nvme nvme0: Removing after probe failure status: -19 [ 3100.803377] nvme nvme0: Device not ready; aborting reset, CSTS=0x1 

(I tried looking for the error codes, but couldn't actually find a source online as to what they were)
SMARTCTL

#sudo smartctl /dev/nvme0 -a smartctl 7.3 2022-02-28 r5338 [x86_64-linux-5.10.176-2-MANJARO] (local build) Copyright (C) 2002-22, Bruce Allen, Christian Franke, www.smartmontools.org === START OF INFORMATION SECTION === Model Number: SM2263 Serial Number: 1234 010008A000000 Firmware Version: 0350 PCI VendoSubsystem ID: 0x126f IEEE OUI Identifier: 0x000000 Controller ID: 0 NVMe Version: <1.2 Number of Namespaces: 1 Namespace 1 Size/Capacity: 1 073 741 312 [1,07 GB] Namespace 1 Formatted LBA Size: 512 Local Time is: Sun Apr 2 14:12:06 2023 CEST Firmware Updates (0x00): 0 Slots Maximum Data Transfer Size: 32 Pages Supported Power States St Op Max Active Idle RL RT WL WT Ent_Lat Ex_Lat 0 + 0.00W - - 0 0 0 0 0 0 Supported LBA Sizes (NSID 0x1) Id Fmt Data Metadt Rel_Perf 0 + 512 0 0 === START OF SMART DATA SECTION === SMART overall-health self-assessment test result: PASSED SMART/Health Information (NVMe Log 0x02) Critical Warning: 0x00 Temperature: - Available Spare: 0% Available Spare Threshold: 0% Percentage Used: 0% Data Units Read: 0 Data Units Written: 0 Host Read Commands: 0 Host Write Commands: 0 Controller Busy Time: 0 Power Cycles: 0 Power On Hours: 0 Unsafe Shutdowns: 0 Media and Data Integrity Errors: 0 Error Information Log Entries: 0 Error Information (NVMe Log 0x01, 1 of 1 entries) No Errors Logged 

LSHW

#sudo lshw [...] *-pci:0 description: PCI bridge product: Starship/Matisse GPP Bridge vendor: Advanced Micro Devices, Inc. [AMD] physical id: 1.1 bus info: [email protected]:00:01.1 version: 00 width: 32 bits clock: 33MHz capabilities: pci pm pciexpress msi ht normal_decode bus_master cap_list configuration: driver=pcieport resources: irq:27 memory:fca00000-fcafffff *-nvme description: NVMe device product: SM2263 vendor: Silicon Motion, Inc. physical id: 0 bus info: [email protected]:01:00.0 logical name: /dev/nvme0 version: 0350 serial: 1234 010008A000000 width: 64 bits clock: 33MHz capabilities: nvme pm pciexpress msix nvm_express bus_master cap_list configuration: driver=nvme latency=0 nqn=nqn.2014.08.org.nvmexpress:126f126f1234 010008A000000SM2263 state=live resources: irq:39 memory:fca00000-fca03fff *-namespace:0 description: NVMe disk physical id: 0 logical name: hwmon0 *-namespace:1 description: NVMe disk physical id: 1 bus info: [email protected]:1 logical name: /dev/nvme0n1 size: 1023MiB (1073MB) configuration: logicalsectorsize=512 sectorsize=512 wwid=nvme.126f-3132333420202030313030303841303030303030-534d32323633-00000001 [...] 

device gets disconnected with certain commands (probably the [ 2972.777203] nvme nvme0: Removing after probe failure status: -19 message, so I had to reboot to do all of these)

#uname -a Linux Milla 5.10.176-2-MANJARO #1 SMP PREEMPT Thu Mar 23 04:24:51 UTC 2023 x86_64 GNU/Linux 

my motherboard on which I am testing the drive is a Asrock X570 PRO4 w/ Ryzen 5600X and the nvme is in the correct slot (i have another M.2 Sata SSD filling the other one), I am also pretty sure the M.2 PCIe slot is not discarded because of my GPU (read something about other motherboard cheating by not specifying which lanes where in common between ports, but I have the diagram in the user manual and it looks good enough for me, plus it wasn't working in my laptop either)
I've looked in a lot of places online, but everyone seem to have different takes, different problems, and it's quite hard to get what I am looking for... closest I got was this https://www.linuxquestions.org/questions/slackware-arm-108/rock-pi-4-rk3399-aarch64-4175647951/page6.html where a driver seemed to be an issue on this specific linux distribution.... but nvme drivers are now included in the kernel afaik...
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anyway, I am stuck, I have no clue how to troubleshoot this... I mean the disk is probbaly fried, but i kinda want to understand what I am seeing...
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any help is appreciated

Link to the original prompt.
And so it came that Amber chose sleep. Blissful sleep, of a kind that feels like a wonder as you dwell in it, of a kind that rejuvenates mind and body upon waking up.
Amber decided never to wake up again. Hell offered little in the way of second-rate mortality, only in strange aeons could death die, but both Satan and God were too old for weird Old Testament stuff and had cast off Cthulhu a long time ago.
Toby - previously named Satan but unsatisfied with the mismatching expectations of the newly dead meeting him - took note of Amber's fate. He wrote with a Montblanc pen, the notebook had been crafted with the finest leather and marketed at ridiculously inflated price, but you had to admit that the absence of noise it made when you opened it had something classy to it.
So here was Toby, dressed in his impeccable and absurdly expensive suit, standing on the lush grass of Hell, taking note while looking at the verdant hills rolling in the distance. It was a warm day in hell, but a fresh breeze kept its dwellers fresh.
Wonderful workplace, but it made customers think they got to the Heavens when they most definitely didn't. Sartre once wrote L'Enfer, c'est les autres - Hell is others. As Toby could testify, Sartre was full of it, and Toby made him cry a lot until Sartre accepted to write the sign:
Hell is others, actually no, it isn't, sorry. - Sartre
It hung at the entrance of hell right under the following sign:
Arbeit macht frei. Nein, eigentlich nicht, entschuldigung. - Rommel
Which itself hung right underneath this one:
Ye who enter here, abandon all hope. Or not. How was I supposed to know? I'm an artist, not a theologian. - Dante
Somehow, this got customers even more confused.
Currently though, this didn't matter too much, for Toby had decided to give Hell a new spin recently.
To newcomers, he gave the following speech:
"Hello there, fellas," eventual confetti would be thrown here, "welcome to Hell with a capital H," flamethrowers would melt the confetti in mid-air right there, "but it's not what you think it is. You can pick your poison. Wealth? Women? An unending buffet? A successful invasion in Afghanistan? The sky is the limit... But wait, we're already there."
At this point, Archangel Gabriel dressed in a Giorgio Armani suit, would join the conversation and say "I'm the archangel Gabriel, and this is my favorite Hell in the afterlife."
After the first speech, it was noted that the flaming confetti diverted the customer's attention away from the spoken words, and a customer asked if there isn't supposed to be only one hell anyway, which vexed Gabriel immensely. Schedule conflict made it hard for him to be there for each arrival anyway.
So instead, Toby sat on leather chairs with the newly dead around a mahogany desk, he offered them tea, and explained the situation.
And that's how Amber chose sleep.
They walked out together, to the open fields under a cloudy sky. Little need to find a bed inside, the grass offered ample comforts, the temperature was always just right.
"Good night," said Toby, tipping his luxury pen against his chin.
Amber. She had suffered a lot. Admittedly, her dossier contained a surfeit of excuses for why she would turn into a horrible person. Broken household, terrible neighborhood, all the little things life puts together to make existence just a little bit worse. And excuses were worth something. She was human, no being was expected to behave perfectly, except God and Toby. Others could - no, had every right - to falter, to be weak, to be exposed, to fail to learn a lesson, to reach an epiphany.
But excuses only take you that far. Circumstances of birth matter little, it is what you do with a life that makes the difference. Even the Pokemon movie got that part right, and Toby was the first to criticize it.
Leave life a little bit better than you found it, for yourself and others. There, that's all it takes to reach Paradise on the first try. What belief or lack of belief you have matters little, as long as you sincerely try to do things right.
Being blinded by belief and deluding yourself into thinking you're doing the right thing doesn't count though.
Amber didn't get that part. Turns out, there's a long swath of scorched Earth built on good intentions behind her. Poor kids.
Naturally, she would pick sleep. All her life, she only ever aimed to have a sanctuary to herself. A place where she'd feel safe, secure, where the world outside couldn't touch her. A perfect sanctuary doesn't exist, but it's a part of escapism that's essential to the human condition, it helps a mind to recover, provides place and time to grow. She never got that.
And now, in the best sanctuary of them all, she chose to sink into the cushion a little further.
Toby took his jacket off, rolled his sleeves up and sat under the shade of a nearby, lonely but tall and large tree.
Archangel Gabriel was doing his daily jogging, he saw Toby's muscular forearms and whistled.
"Fuck you," said Toby, "and come by at the office, I still owe you a snooker game."
Amber stirred in her sleep. What else could she do but dream? First she dreamed the usual happy nonsense. She had lots of material to make things up, an entire human life of experience and imagination.
This was eternity.
A mind can only mull over the same subjects over and over again before getting bored. So the mind goes deeper, to the parts that are never remembered upon waking up, because they hurt. The mind dreams about life. Not from imagination, but from memory first, with all the rose tinted glasses. The life is gone through a hundred times.
A thousand.
An innumerable number of times.
And with each passage, with each revival of what was, life is honed.
First comes the rose-tinted glasses. The good and the bad, polished into a more digestible story. Until, somewhere in eternity, the glass slips, and is lost in the great nowhere. Other tricks are used, wishful thinking as if it had truly been so, double thinking, re-framing words and select moments to influence a narrative.
But with each passage, what was not and what was becomes clearer, almost brilliant.
Until memories cease to be. And what's left is the naked truth.
In her unending sleep, Amber cannot rely on the forgetfulness of waking up. She'd scream in the void, no, that's not how it was, that's not what I did. I did better, I gave them something I never had.
Ah Amber, Toby thinks, now you know. You know you only deluded yourself into thinking you gave a safe home the likes you never had to those poor kids. No, Amber, you couldn't provide it to yourself, you certainly couldn't provide it to them either. Not with the veneer of that fake smile, not with this self-righteous belief to top it off. At least your own parents weren't nearly as hypocritical.
Sobs.
"Woken up, have we?" Toby asked.
Amber had buried herself under the weight of the truth. It's hard to sleep with heavy rocks compressing your chest.
"How long have I been asleep?" she asked.
"Who knows in this place," Toby shrugged.
"You're a sadist," she said between sobs.
Toby's voice became mellow.
"Amber. I haven't done a thing."
"I didn't... I didn't want that, not like that. Not like that."
"No point telling me that. A swig?" Toby handed her his flask, a shiny and clean metallic flask indicating that no matter how far this person is addicted to alcohol, at least they do it with class.
Amber took a sip, felt her throat burning, spit it all out.
"What the hell is it?"
"An expensive drink," mumbled Toby, "can't even trust these heathens to appreciate the good stuff. Anyway! follow me, we have somewhere to be and I got appointments soon."
"Just... just let me vanish."
Toby loomed over her, his shadows expanded, for the span of a singular moment, his faces showed the ugliness of eternal torture, horns made of calcified wants and disappointments, wings of cold and despair. And in that singular moment of dark glory, the devil said:
"No. Now get your ass up. Pretty please?"
Toby walked, and after some uneasy second-guessing, Amber stood up and followed him.
Hell was lovely as always. They went beyond hill and dale, crossed a forest where the smell of pine was an invitation to sit by a tree and look at the squirrels playing in the branches, they crossed a bridge over a lazy river, they walked in a prairie of dandelions.
"Where are we going?" asked Amber.
"To the foot of a mountain in Paradise."
"I don't deserve Paradise."
"Who cares? We crossed into it when we passed that bridge."
Amber pondered the information for a moment.
"That rickety old thing?"
"Yup. People are always surprised how close Heaven and Hell are. Anyway..."
It came into view. The mountain. A pillar to carry a universe, impossibly wide, the top disappearing among the stars, infinity made stone.
"Now," started Toby at the foot of the mountain, "normally I'd give you the whole speech about you're pardoned, God loves you, Santa Claus actually does exist. But," Toby opened his notebook, "I've got an appointment with... a little girl? Gabriel must have mixed the schedules again. So anyway, congrats. You're worthy or paradise, hurray, you're forgiven, yay, bla bla bla. But there's something after Paradise, Hell and the purgatory. There's more. I tried explaining that once with a powerpoint, but your minds can't really grasp it."
Toby started to walk away, while a surprised Amber was sort of hoping he would finish the explanation.
"Up there, there's transcendence, the real stuff, and incidentally why we haven't seen many people because Heaven and Hell are just a pit stop. That's where you're headed, it's where we're all headed."
Toby became smaller and smaller in the distance.
"How do I get there?" shouted Amber.
Toby turned around and extended his arms.
"What do you think?" he shouted back, "You climb!"

I am 16f and my boyfriend is 16m nearly 17 We’ve been together for nearly 2 years but I’m noticing cracks in our relationship :(
He’s turning into a guy I don’t really recognise anymore as he’s started supporting Andrew Tate and he knows I’m extremely against this as I’m a very open feminist
I’m also noticing misogynistic comments from him more frequently
He’s also showing 0 motivation for his future and that’s also not something that aligns with me as I’m very academic and motivated to do well In life, but he refuses to put in any effort into anything and it’s really frustrating because I feel like I have to hold his hand and push him to do anything with his life and that isn’t sustainable for me long term
He also hates everything about me while simultaneously telling me that I’m so beautiful and perfect ? I have piercings, dyed hair and I wear makeup and he constantly tells me how much he hates all 3 of those things but then tells me that I’m perfect?
He also refuses to meet my family I’ve asked him countless times to come over for dinner but all he says is “I don’t like family gatherings” I’m just confused how he can love me but also hate nearly everything about me and refuse to meet my family
I feel so undervalued because I’m putting in 100% effort in our relationship and I feel like I’m getting maybe 15% back and then 15% I am getting is gifts and “you’re so beautiful” he puts in 0 other effort
I’m also a very independent person and I have been since I was a child but he relies on his mother for everything and I mean everything like picking up after him even though he’s an adult basically
I just don’t know if I can be with someone who is turning into a misogynist and who pretends to value me but doesn’t actually reflect that, I still love him dearly so please any advice is welcome

Throwaway account obvs.
My husband and some of his work friends go to bar nights to engage in a geeky hobby. One of the guys who goes to this was dating a Thai woman who seemed normal if not a little excitable, at least the couple times I met her anyways. She has an office job and speaks English well enough to keep up with expats.
The guy she was with broke up with her and she showed up at the bar night and made a scene. My husband took it upon himself to go outside with her to talk her into leaving. Because there is a Line group for the bar night, she had my husband's contact info and texted him later to thank him for "being too nice." He gave a cursory "no problem, good luck" response. A couple days later, she texted him to ask if he wanted to have a coffee with her, and he didn't respond. Then she texted him a selfie a couple days after that, which he also ignored. The next day, she texted him to ask if he lives in the neighborhood in which we live and an hour later sent a photo of our condo building, which was creepy and he blocked her. The next night we came home from dinner and she was in front of our condo. She yells that my husband is in love with her, got her pregnant, and now she's going to have the baby and she's going to go get him arrested if he doesn't pay support.
I know many people here will be like "lololol your husband knocked up a Thai girl lololol" except there is an issue that makes this impossible. My husband is a transman, and while he is buff with a lush well-groomed beard, he doesn't even have a penis. Beyond that, my husband has a very strong sexual aversion to women who are very thin/flat because they remind him of when he was living as a teenage girl and forcing himself to date boys, and that's exactly this girl's body.
We're not sure what to do here. The only explanation we have for her being at the condo is she must have followed him home from a distance after a bar night. Our security knows not to let her in, but she's threatening to call his job, she's spammed all the people in the bar night group about it (luckily they all know it's bullshit). We're anxious about possibly getting police involved because my husband was born in a western country and has the passport, but he belongs to an ethnic group that faces a lot of prejudice in Thailand and he's already been subjected to that. The only person in his social group who knows he's trans is a friend whom he's known since college, which was pre-transition, and we'd rather not have to out him.
If this girl is actually pregnant, does she have any legal recourse prior to a paternity test that would obviously clear my husband? Is there anything we can do to take protections as expats? I know slander laws here are crazy and usually favor Thais.

Hi, I’ve got a problem with the ancient magic hotspots. I’ve found a couple and they show up when I use Revelio while I’m on the broom. As soon as I hop off my broom, the symbol for the hotspot doesn’t show up with Revelio or on the map and I am not able to interact with the spot. I’ve already completed the quest and actually have completed one hotspot already but am not able to start the other ones I have found. Anyone faced the same issue?

I don’t remember much from what i’ve heard about the case and I may be off about some things but there was a girl and i’m pretty sure she was a dancer (it either took place in Australia or America not 100% sure though) the day she disappeared she was telling her friends she was going to make a lot of money for a pair of shoes she wanted and the day before she disappeared she went into the certain shoe shop and told them to hold a pair for her to buy the next day on the way home she took a different tram or bus to go to an old neighbors and/or family friends apartment(not 100% it was an apartment). The old neighbor use to also babysit the victim if im remembering it right. The victim was lured in under the pretence she would be doing some modelling for the perpetrator as she took photography in college (or something similar). The father was waiting for the victim to take her home from her usual drop off point on the tram/bus but she never showed up and he went home and that’s went they reported her as missing the victim also had a younger brother and the perpetrator was between the ages of 18-24(not 100%)

In the webcomic, we see Freckle shoot up enemy gangsters like a maniac and is somewhat traumatized afterwards. The pilot episode of Lackadaisy goes a bit further with this, and shows that Freckle is not only completely aware of his disturbingly excited nature when shooting a gun, but is also rather put off and intimidated by it. It makes sense since he was a police academy dropout and knows his way around weapons well.
I like this because it shows a level of self-awareness that many "cute on the surface but actually insane" characters lack. Freckle does not want to be pushed into shooting, because when he does, he goes over the edge and there's no stopping him. We need more characters who are aware of their flaws and tics like this.

My background: I've played a lot of commander.
One person basically kept playing [[The Elderspell]], one person brought basically a 60 card commander deck(tons of ramp and like 6CMC average) with a signature spell that was an assymmetric board wipe.
I brought two decks at the table (wife didn't make one this first go). I had a [[Gideon of the trials]] white soldier deck with equipment, signature spell was [[Valorous stance]]. Average CMC is like 2.5.
The other deck was [[Domri, Anarch of Bolas]] with [[Crop Rotation]]. Idea is ramp, tron lands, and fruyl hydras.
I thought the Gideon deck might be a little much, but I didn't make too much of a dent in the game.
So what are your experiences like? Is a super ramp + high CMC something I should expect to show up? Or is it more normal to have a faster deck, so you just beat a deck like that before it goes off? I heard Oathbreaker is supposed to be fast, I guess I assumed that would be like a fast modern game where the game might be over in four turns....our two games took 2.5 hours.
I like playing commander in this pod, but I did not enjoy oathbreaker in this pod.
What are your thoughts? Any tips?
TLDR: We player two games of Oathbreaker, took us 2.5 hours. 3/4 people (including me) played removal as their signature spell. I did not enjoy these two games.

Is it possible to restore 300 T2 macbooks back to the default install page, in batches of 20 or 30 using Apple configurator? I don't want to kill the bandwidth by doing 300 installs off Apple's servers.
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For some reading....
I'm pretty new to Mac and just started on the job.

• A school I work at has a bunch of piled up macbooks (about 300) in the IT room that they need want to resell or reuse.
• These are T2 macbooks.
• As far as I know, these T2 macbooks have icloud removed off them, but have not been wiped. I know you can use USB sticks with Mac OS to install MacOS .. but then secure boot for T2 needs to be DISABLED.

Hello!
i really dont know what to do. after a power down -> power on, my server isnt connecting to the router anymore.
ive restarted both the router and the server, and it still wont show up in the list of connected ip's.
do you have any suggestions on what i can do to fix this, i understand the question is very broad, but i dont know what to start with.
(i also tried to connect the server directly to a pc, but i cant seem to understand how to open up a ip to connect through that, the "tower" adress doesnt work)

I've been struggling with a chronic GI disease since I was a child... It's been hard, but I noticed that life became infinitely easier for me under the pandemic lockdown when everything went online.
I graduated Summer last year with a master's degree in neuroscience and always thought I was going to do a PhD afterwards, but the last year where I went from doing courses online to being in a lab every day was just too physically demanding on me and took a serious toll on me.
Ever since then, I've been feeling very lost. I eventually got a job as a research assistant doing mainly computer based work, and it's helped, but having to show up physically every day is still too hard on my body. I have no energy left when I get home and cannot keep up with basic chores any longer, sometimes I don't even have energy to make food so I kind of starve....
I've been looking for remote jobs, but haven't been successful so far. I've been sad about not being able to do a PhD because it's too physically demanding and the deadlines and so on.... But then I thought... what if I could do it online, remotely? Maybe even part time too? I was thinking something data science related, since I have programming skills (working with it in my job now too), although not strictly a CS degree.
Has anyone done it before or know of someone who has? Is it even possible?

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He left me and our family years ago and just showed up. I get home after working 24 hours no sleep and he's there with the kids like he never left and I'm so angry. Our daughter who I left in charge (our oldest) let him in and in the time, I was gone (not literally 24 hours but I've worked a lot) and he sweet talked her into letting him in and he's charmed the kids.
I've been paying off his debt for the last few years and I'm never going to get out of it. He pissed off people that he never should have even risked exposing our family to and fucked my and more importantly our children's lives over. He says he will make everything right and I don't believe him for one second!
On top of that he judges me for becoming a sex worker. Yes, I know how that sounds but when the thugs he owes money to showed up and gave me the choice of paying the debt off well I'm sure the alternative is obvious. Point is my SO has stuck me in a vicious cycle I'm probably never getting out of, and I think he's planning on bailing when he can.
I'm just fuming right now and have no idea what to do.

Are there people here who would be interested in playing old team-based FPS games? I slowly got back to gaming after many years and it would be great to revisit some of those games again, but I need a small group to be able to do that. I have spent a lot of effort the past 5 months across so many things like forums, subreddits and so many discord channels. I have met some people but nothing close to what I have in mind.
When I say old FPS games, I am thinking of games like:

• old Call of Duty games
• Halo Master Chief Collection
• Return to Castle Wolfenstein/Enemy Territory
• team modes in Quake, Unreal Tournament
• offbeat games like F.E.A.R, Aliens vs Predator, etc

These are just a few examples, there's many great games out there with some very interesting modes and maps that are worth trying but I never got the chance. The problem is any few remaining communities are all top-level super veterans, and playing with them is not a satisfying experience either for them or for me.
Another problem is team modes require atleast 4v4 to start, which means I am looking for 6-7 other people to get games going which is near impossible. Also most people I meet online are based in NA while I am in EU, and these older FPS games are more sensitive to ping. Scheduling is also harder.
I would really love to find a group of people willing to try these games, and who will try to play with atleast a little bit of teamplay. I am willing to organize, run servers, maybe even buy the games for those who are sincerely interested. At this point I can only hope there's a gaming group out there who is willing to adopt me.
If anyone here would be interested let me know. I've lived a tough life, and now that I have some stability and a cheap hobby I can't seem to find people. Thank you for reading.

In 2010, the DSM‐5 Obsessive‐Compulsive and Related Disorders Sub‐Workgroup recommended the inclusion of hoarding disorder as a new mental disorder in the diagnostic system1. Following an expert survey2, a field trial3, and a period of public consultation, the new disorder was approved for inclusion in December 2012.

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC5980544/
My mother died in 2009 after my final estrangement from her. I called APS on her to try and fucking force her to do something a few years prior to that.
I remember having some sort of court hearing, don't remember the details because this would have been about 2005 or so, maybe 2006. She was FURIOUS with me for "embarrassing" her. If "only" I'd just be the "good daughter" and go and clean up her fucking mess. But every Single. Fucking. Time. I tried she'd do something to put up some sort of road block. When I'd ignore it then the rage would start.
I won't go into the phone call where I severed the relationship with her - it's in my history and has nothing to do with hoarding. But I was so done by then. She died in 2009. This mention in the DSM was one year too late for my mother.
So this hearing, right? I showed photos of her filth, of her piled hoard, of the mold and mildew on the walls, photos of her skin on her feet and how they were so mottled with some sort of infection or something.
Do you know what the judge said? He gave me a harsh look (I was in my 30s) when he said that he, "... wasn't going to force a hard working single mother to do anything and he wasn't going to 'judge' her for a 'lifestyle choice.'"
I remember this so well. I gave him a fuck you face and mouthed the words too. I was so furious. I gave up trying to help her at that point, but I know she blames ME for how SHE lived even though I hadn't lived with her for well over a decade by then. I know I'm clear and good with how I handled that situation.
Please don't let it be too late for your parents. I know this is hard. Don't let their conditioning of you continue to enable them. It's not shameful, although I know it feels like it.
NONE of this is your fault. Call. Do something.
It's also ok if you throw up your hands and say, "I give up." But you don't have to enable them either. Yes, that means letting go of the relationship. This is their doing, not yours.

TLDR:

• The greater good warp entity exists and is not a chaos being
• The greater good warp entity is female
• Shadownsun talks to the Goddess, having used its worship to effectively fight chaos
• The Goddess rescues Shadownsun, á la Dante
• The Goddess appears aware, more like Vashtorr than the four, being able to directly communicate with mortals.
• The Goddess destroyed a Chaos fleet in the warp/wormhole
• This is not a April fools joke btw
• gue'ron'sha means space marine

Context: Shadowsun is leading an expedition of auxiliaries against the death guard. She was forbidden from leading T’au soldiers in this attack, so she does a Farsight and follows the letter of the order instead of its spirit, assembling all the various auxiliary races to follow her. This includes an elderly human psyker named Makendra Vella, who refused to participate in the attack due to her advanced age. On page 194 she first proposes the idea:
“ 'I know my Damocles Campaign,’ said Shadowsun, skimming data on her XV22's command-and-control suite. 'A risky manoeuvre, given the unpredictability of human tech. We must have faith in our course!’
Makendra Vella cocked her head. 'A strange choice of words, for one so secular'
'The true warrior makes weapons from everything in arm's reach.'
‘And that includes me, it seems.'
Shadowsun made the cupped hands of the grateful supplicant. 'I have a favour to ask, yes'
'But what if we do not wish to be used as tools, high commander?' continued the human. 'How many times do you need to be told?'
'I respect that you did not wish to accompany me on this mission, Makendra Vella,' said Shadowsun. 'All I ask of you is that you do that which you would likely do anyway. Just at a specific time'
'And that is?'
'Pray to your people's conception of the Greater Good at the exact chronopoint I am transmitting now. More than that, ensure that all who have the same faith pray at the same time, if you can'
'What do you understand of prayer?'
'Very little, I admit. But do this for me. It might make all the difference. For the Greater Good'
‘I have no small amount of influence in gue'vesa society,' said Makendra Vella, jutting out her jaw. 'I will see what can be done!'
'I believe in you. You will not be acting alone. I still have contacts across the system, and have relayed requests that the same be done in all those subcultures that adhere to the same creed'
At this, A'haia flashed a calming cyan ripple upon the walls. Ven Tah Regah linked her curving claws, a nicassar gesture of sisterhood that translated well into t'au. Even Opikh Tak gave a solemn nod; he had spoken to his fellow shapers in council earlier that very cycle.
'To what end are we praying?' said Makendra Vella.
'If there is truly power in faith, as the Imperials so fervently believe,' she said, 'then perhaps the gue'ron'sha who once shared their beliefs feel the same. Through ritual and belief, we can turn such conviction against our enemies. I would have you pray for them to defeat themselves.’
'Are you sure it will work, high commander?' said Oe-hei, his voice high and tremulous.
'No. Not by any means. In fact, it goes against my understanding of the cosmos. But given the circumstances...' She thought back to the algae bomb on Pekun, and the fact it had left the strange statue-temple entirely unaffected. 'I have come to believe it might make a difference “
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Later in the book during the assault, the group is attacked by a bunch of daemonic maggots and flies:
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“ Alerts flickered and flared all over her command hexes, one by one fading to charcoal black as her suit's systems were gummed up or overloaded by wriggling biological forms. The exception was the one showing Ven Tah Regah and A'haia. The aliens were chanting something, arms held out as if in benediction as Oe-hei kept them safe in his own shimmering bubble of force. Somehow, the Kindred Souls were keeping the creatures at bay. She increased the hex's audio, manually cutting out the maddening buzz of the daemon maggots.
Tau'va keep us, they were chanting. "Tau'va hear our prayer. T'au'va watch over us, T'au'va hear our prayer. T'au'va keep us...'
'What are they doing?' muttered Shadowsun. Her alien teammates were moving towards her, now, a bubble of clean air around them. Even Opikh Tak abandoned his kroot gun - its muzzle stuffed with wriggling maggot-things nesting in its warm barrel - to join the chant.
'T'au'va keep us, T'au'va hear our prayer. T'au'va watch over us, T'au'va hear our prayer...'
Miraculously, the flying maggot-things recoiled. Though they buzzed fiercely, they would not go near the trio as they chanted. Moving slowly, trusting to sheer faith that no bullets or bolts would reach them, the aliens walked closer and closer until that same strange dome of clean air moved over Shadowsun as well.
One by one her systems came back online as the vile maggot- things that had choked them fled from the slow, deliberate ing them. chant. Insane as it seemed, their faith in their chant was repulsing.
Perhaps, she thought, perhaps they have the right of things. Or at least have another piece of the great puzzle that we do not. And they have bought me time. “
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In travel through the wormhole the Deathguard have a chance meeting, stopping their invasion of the septworlds:
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“ Bridgeman Vauntos, he called out. 'This non-space we find ourselves in. Are we making progress through it?'
He had a vague notion that he had asked the question before, and that the query had hung in the air a little longer each time he had asked it.
'Technically', said the Death Guard steersman through a helmgrille framed by needle-sharp tusks. 'Technically, Lord Glurtosk, yes we are.'
He narrowed his eyes, picking up his scythe as his temper burned short. 'Perhaps you would care to elaborate?' He gestured at two bifurcated corpses scattered on the grille underfoot, their opened guts already beginning to rot. 'Or will you be joining Steersmen Vulpex and Obidiak in blissful retirement?'
'Our progress through this interstitial space is slowing, my lord. It is as if something is resisting us. Or holding us back. Much more loss of momentum, and we will find ourselves...' 'Don't say it, said Glurtosk. 'Don't say the word, Bridgeman. It blossomed like a corpse-flower in his mind nonetheless. Becalmed.
Glurtosk and his Legion had been lost in the empyrean some ten thousand years ago. It had driven them to the edge of madness, and into the arms of the foulest of all cosmic powers to dwell deep in the tides of emotion that formed the warp. To be back there, forced to endure the slow, entropic rot with nothing to show for it... For the Death Guard, it was far worse than to die in battle.
It was a nightmare made real, the worst of all possible fates. A broken shard of glass caught his eye. A section of Thurglaine's canister. On a hunch, he picked up the triangular, gently curving section of glassware and held it up, looking through it to the warp beyond.
There was something out there, in the swirls. A vast entity, built like a t'au as much as a human, but with far too many arms. Some of those limbs appeared to have five fingers, others four digits, like the t'au, or the bird-like talons of the kroot. Some ended in ursine claws, or waving tendrils, much like those of the fungus-creature that had worked its spell on his bridge. Many of the hands held blades, but others cornucopias, quills, or patches of flickering light.
Where its face should be, it had nothing at all, just a blank cliff of pale flesh.
'What are you?' said Glurtosk.
A phrase resolved in the turmoil of his mind, like a torpedo coming into terrible focus on a submarine's viewslate.
'I am the goddess T'au'va.'
'No!' shouted Glurtosk. 'These t'au are godless!'
'But their allies are not.'
The entity loomed in close, talons each the length of a strike cruiser closing around the Nephylum. Holding it still as a fly in aspic, and keeping it there.
Lord Glurtosk dropped the shard of glass and screamed until his mind came apart. “
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I would like to dedicate this next excerpt to all the haters who thought the Greater Good warp entity was a Tzeentch Daemon. Amen.
Here Shadowsun is dreaming and has a flashback to her days under the tutelage of Puretide, whilst she was in critical condition. During this dream she receives a visitor that cured the plagues that had previously infected her: 
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“The caves were full, now, the meltwater river's wrath at its height. She was several days' travel from the exit, and already her lungs were burning. There would be no reprieve.
Blackness came for her.
But within it, there was light.
A translucent figure with far too many arms, somehow immune to the battering ice water, drifting as calm as a Dal'ythan jellyfish. In its profusion of arms it held objects, amongst them blades, shells, an amphora, a buckler shield. It swam close, its unsettling, blank mask of a face somehow staying inches from hers even as the deadly river pushed her ever on through the darkness.
'No... What are you?' Her thoughts were so loud she swore she could hear them.
The entity raised its amphora, silvery bubbles drifting from the neck, and let her take a long draught. Not water, but air, blissful and life-giving. Greedy as a newborn, she filled her lungs.
'I am the communality of species,’ it said. Its voice was calming, like that of a mother, whilst somehow carrying an edge of threat. 'I am destiny.'
'You are a ghost, Shadowsun replied. 'Nothing more.
'Set against the cosmos, I am nothing, it is true, the apparition replied. "Though even a seed cast to the wind can flourish. If you will let me, child of hope.
They passed a darker patch of nothingness. A moment later, the waters became calmer, less insistent. She could see the glow of the cave-worms once more, their glimmer showing the strange, diaphanous spirit before her in disturbing detail.
'How can I repay you?' she managed.
'I simply wish to exist, child,’ it said. “
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In conclusion, it’s a good book. Better than most of the other T’au books (Except Broken Sword obv) I would recommend reading it. Though Phil Kellys’ portrayal of the Ethereals continues to be subpar, I would say it’s the best here. If only because the Ethereals only appear in two scenes.

Lili wouldn't allow me to exit the manor unless I showed her every bit of evil that laid inside my head. I didn't get why but I did as she wanted and almost ended up as a meal for this three-armed creature that I didn't want to see. I didn't even bother to look for any clues or reasons to leave anymore, knowing it would have been for nothing. It was at this point that I headed back to the main floor and went to a window. "I won't let you go just yet, and you know why." said Lili when I turned and seen her on the stairs.
"I did this, didn't I?" I asked with a bit of fear in my voice. She only looked as Butcher bursted from under me and threw me through the wall. A black void swallowed me then vanished as I landed on a ledge, flat on my stomach. Looking around and in some pain, I could see at least three creatures that were as tall as the maze walls. One of them had four arms, another had twelve eyes and the last one I seen had three mouths which each had teeth like sharks.
Slowly rising to my feet, I got a glimpse of a fourth. This one was completely different from the others. Hard skin that was a brownish grey, two inch teeth that were razer sharp, claws that look like they could rip a black hole in half and eyes that resembled a dead, man eating forest. I was about to Nope right out of there but quickly realized how far down I was. Another glance at the maze and I seen an elevator that the center of the maze that went further down. I felt every ounce of luck drain from my heart and soul as these things walked slowly around, looking for another meal.
I.. I don't fully remember but I had jumped down, I think. The landing was nothing when I heard the dreaming roar of a boulder I landed on. It felt a bit soft but then got really hard as an eye looked at me, trying to figure out what I was. I got down from it's back and locked eyes as it screeched "Run, Now! They come!" That's when another butcher bursted through the wall to my left, making a quick path to the elevator. I gave my thanks as I started to run when I heard it. This low bellow of words that sounded heartbroken. I looked back after getting to the elevator and seen it cry as it was ripped apart by the four creatures.
At this point, going farther down, I had no fears or reasons to keep quiet anymore. I was about to yell out when I reached the lowest level that looked similar to the top floor. All the doors were black with numbers above them, every third one chained tight. Then I came across another red door but this one was different. It held an insignia of a clan. Even now I still don't know what it was but it was the first time I regretted what I did and what I was about to do. I pressed my ear to the door and heard crying and tried to open it and shockingly, it opened easily. There she was, Lili.
Memories came flooding into my mind as we locked eye contact. The first time I actually questioned myself and the only time it made perfect sense. "I did this to you, didn't I?" I asked. She nodded with a sigh. "I am to blame for your torture here, and for these abominations, right?" I questioned. Again, she nodded. That's when I realized it, I had trapped my own in a nightmare that she now controlled. With a tear falling I apologized and turned away. She hugged me as if she knew I was sorry for all of this. We fused together as I was teleported to another dream realm.
I awoke to a desert with very little to offer except a few trailers, some damaged cars and a mini mart. A group of people came close and was about to chain me up when they seen that very insignia on my left cheek. "It's really him!" said the leader. I nodded then got to my feet. "Yeah, it's me." I said quietly. They stopped grabbing at me and handed me a beer as they told me a few stories. Apparently they too were trapped here and from what I gathered, it wasn't by Lili.
Hours passed as I got things ready to go when this dark grey blob formed across what used to be a road. We stood for a bit when I yelled "Grab only what you can carry and run! That's not a friendly!" We all shuffled and even lost two guys but managed to head what I thought was north. "The theater!" I bellowed as we kept running. One by one the people fell victim to this thing as I finally seen fields of corn and wheat. Sarah had become the blob's last meal before the last of us made it to where a cab usually dropped me off, which was right in front of the theater. "Inside, Now!" I demanded as we shuffled inside.
That's when things got out of control. As we entered another dream, we ended up two people short. I looked back and seen two guys cut in half as the portal closed up. "You two ok?" I asked, looking at the last two survivers left. Shakingly they nodded. We walked for what seemed like hours but I ended up feeling something had gone wrong. I motioned the two to follow closely as I peaked around a bus. "Shit! It's right there!" I quietly said, pointing at the blob which had become a humanoid figure. We got inside the bus and sat for what felt like days.
Suddenly day came and we looked to see if it was still around. I pointed in it's direction and motioned them to exit through the back doors. Quietly we made our escape, hoping it wouldn't follow. "Comer O'Dons!" it hissed, "I smell your fears!" We bolted as fast as we could before coming across a boat. It was sitting in a river and tied to a pole. "You two get on and start it up, I'll untie it so you can escape!" I barked. They did just that. A quick rev of the engine and they disappeared from view as I ran to the next place.
Without knowing it, I ran into another red door but this time I fell as the creature stopped then closed it. I landed on my back with a gasp as one of the butcher's grabbed me and tried to run me through another wall. "No!" demanded Lili. The butcher put me down and gave her a hug when I seen it, the other butcher. There were two now, one green and one grey. Somehow I fused with the grey one and became far stronger but that's when we heard a massive yelp of excitement. Underneath us I could feel something trying to dig upwards. "Run, now!" I demanded. The green butcher took Lili and ran as I went the opposite direction. "What ever it is, it's on my ass." I thought quietly as I came to another elevator.
(I apologize but I have to stop here for now. Remembering all of this makes my head hurt so I can only give small bits at a time. Sorry for the inconveniences.)