Mer makeup crossword clue
What the heck is "RES" and "second notes?"
2023.06.05 18:30 Heidirs What the heck is "RES" and "second notes?"
My husband is working on a crossword. We had to scratch our heads over "second notes" as the clue. What the heck are "second notes?" And why specifically plural? I did some googles searches and got various results for music notes, scales, and legal documents. But nothing that actually seemed to fit. And neither of us have any idea what RES means. Googling it in regards to "second notes" just gives results to it as a crossword answer.
So what the heck is it? I assume they mean something, but hubby and I can't make heads or tails of this one.
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So what the heck is it? I assume they mean something, but hubby and I can't make heads or tails of this one.
2023.06.05 08:57 mhmhbetter1 Cryptic Crossword Clues
I was stuck on one remaining clue from this Cryptic Crossword.
1.) Called livestock inventories "facilitators" (9)
C __ T __ L __ S __ S
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1.) Called livestock inventories "facilitators" (9)
C __ T __ L __ S __ S
2023.06.05 07:37 dogsruledaworld Glow-Up Journey! A Full-Blown Makeover. ♡
I am having surgery done myself. I am just going to be working temporarily for a full time job... possibly over time. If I can do a part time job as well just to save up for surgery and save up for other expenses too. I think two temporary jobs (NOT when I get my schutzhund dog) will be enough. My jaw is so wide. I don't want it to be sticking out. I am going to try jaw reduction. I'm choosing to get a nose job and make my face more slim because I want to. I am inspired by people who've had 20 to 22 procedures. Having surgery is one of the goals I will be achieving. I can transcend from ugly to pretty with the right procedures. How many do I need to become attractive? I DO NOT know? Ask what procedures improve harmony and what surgery will make me look better? What is face harmony? Facial harmony is when the facial features are in proportion to each other in terms of projection and size. Traveling is up to me. Be aware of the expenses and do a LOT of research. Jaw surgery and rhinoplasty are very expensive. Look into complications, recovery, risks, etc.
Soft-Maxxing:
Hard-maxxing Surgery (find out what surgery improves face harmony:)
Go to a credible plastic surgeon who specializes in what I want.
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Soft-Maxxing:
- Good looking abs. Work on my body.
- Get nails done.
- Do makeup.
- Fashion. Find my clothing/style.
- Do my hair.
- A good skin-care routine.
- Lashes.
- Wear chapstick.
- Teeth whitening. Although NOT necessary.
- Eat healthy. Go all vegan eventually.
Hard-maxxing Surgery (find out what surgery improves face harmony:)
- Double eyelid.
- Rhinoplasty.
- Jaw Reduction.
- Other:
Go to a credible plastic surgeon who specializes in what I want.
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2023.06.04 23:41 Crashmittensickle Can this mean I am or am not trans?
As AMAB, before questioning I have always seen myself as a male and looked up to men. I have wanted to be a man. I remember having playful argument with my brother about who's a boy and who's a girl and we both always wanted to be a guy. Thought some years later I kinda remember 'settling' for being a girl - but perhaps it actually didn't feel so bad after all.
I liked to look myself after gym when I still was into working out. I didn't have shame about myself (yes I know about butch lesbians and more masculine women). I remember liking the feeling of being strong and powerful man, I liked myself like that.
Now I feel like I've "failed as a man". I no longer work out and have no will to do anything
But what is because of my internalized misogyny I think that "I'll settle for being a woman since I cannot be a real man"? I have no clue. Need to talk to a therapist, but IT'D BE HORRIFYING TO TALK ABOUT THIS KIND OF STUFF FACE TO FACE WITH SOMEONE!
I have always made friends with boys much easier. It has always been easier to talk to them. Girls seemed very distant to me in my childhood, and I had only boys as friends (excluding a few exceptions).
I never understood women, either. They are still quite a mystery to me. I had some chats with girls in my teens and remember being very confused on what to do etc. Thought I have ADHD and many autistic traits so perhaps it could explain some of my social problems.
I kinda wish I had a social life. I wish I had more friends, both guys and gals. I wish I was accepted in my teens, so that I'd get a better view of these genders. Perhaps I could've discovered more about my gender identity...
On the other hand, I have admired some women too in my teens. One I knew fairly well.
I have had this feeling that "If I cannot get a hot and lovely gf, I will become one myself". It seems as if I wanted to become something I cannot get so that I'd "get it by my rules". I also hate myself so I don't really feel that sorry for myself, only a little.
I always answered all polls as a male. I never doubted it a second. It was automatic for me to choose "I am male"-answer. Still, lately I've kinda had mixed feelings about it, but have still went by "male". I also remember creating some accounts and assigning my gender as "I prefer not to say" on those accounts. I always told myself that "It's to confuse people and to protect my identity and privacy", but I have also been thinking if that wa sjust a conscious excuse.
I have wanted to hug my friend, but felt like it was inappropriate bc we are both guys. I have done it earlier to someone else and it was very awkward.
I have always been a "pig" with bad habits - swearing, eating loudly, farting and burping near others on some occasions etc. I have always thought it as cool and manly.
I have had the need to be a "tough guy" who doesn't give a fuck. I have expressed my opinions and words like that. I have very often put up a show to act more masculine.
In reality I am emotional and enjoy deep talks and bonding. I ABSOLUTELY HATE the aggression that's associated with sports and other "male activities". I hate the aggressiviness of men in general. It makes me feel weak, vulnerable. Perhaps it's bc of my low self-esteen and shortness.
This post isn't even about the topic anymore, it's just venting rn and some trans stuff. I am just so goddamn confused. Been questioning for over 6 weeks now. Have tried many feminine things. Some are fine, some are not. I asked my mom to do my makeup (I didn't dare to leave their home). I felt awkward abt it but then decides to proceed. She did it and it was ok. I was able to be around her with makeup on. I was also able to do it with my dad and brother around.
I suddenly feel like I should cover my chest, while part of me tells I shouldn't. I just took a shower and felt like walking out with towel on my chest would be awkward as I had to pass my dad. But I also felt like I had to cover my chest. Well, eventually I left without covering my chest but turned my body so that my chest wasn't visible. I've tried to hide my chest most of the time after starting to question.
I think it's sweet how women take care of their children. I will always be happy that my mom taught me how to calm and help someone in a moment of distress. She is caring and kind, she has a good heart. I will always love her, and her way to love others, how she taught me on how to do it properly.
I am full of anger and grief. I just want peace. I want to be calm. I want to be caring. I want to prove myself that I can do it too.
Suddenly I hate my tiny beard, and wanna shave it all the time, like it actually gave me dysphoria. I have liked it earlier, wanted to grow it more. I liked playing around with my beard. Now I hate the idea of having it bc it feels too masculine.
I have also always had to look angry to appear more masculine. I have done it so many times. But looking myself in the mirror, making a cute face, I actually feel good. Perhaps it's some sort of euphoria.
Growing out hair feels nice. I like the feeling of hair on my upper back.
I have had tranformation-fantasies (sexual or not) for most of my life. I have always wanted to be something else, like a mythical creature or a cyber warrior etc. But it was always abt being a male one.
Yet as I ask myself if I wanna be a woman, I am like "Hell naw I wanna be a strong man and kick ass😎". Then I force myself to say that "No I wanna be a woman, I wanna be smol, I wanna be cuddled by a strong woman or man". Though there's also truth to it 😎.
I have also said terrible, sexist stuff about women with my guy friends - anything that you can suppose an incel would say - literally anything...
I hate being called a boy. But that's probably bc I wanna be seen as a man.
I guess I am a man. I will always be a man. Being a woman feels too odd and otherwordly, unknown.
Yet saying "I am a man" makes me feel how all of my thoughts abt being trans just shatter into tiny fragments. It feels like a small, caring and loving heart was shattered. With it I can hear sobbing and screams of pain and sorrow, like a creature was killed.
So it "being a man" to me only about being emotionless and strong, unwavering. I have always been the exact opposite. Perhaps this also makes me feel like "I have failed as a man".
But what if I am just trying to prove that I am not a man but a woman, while the truth is actually the opposite?
What if I wanna be a woman to just escape myself, my duties as a male?
I am so goddamn lost. Help me find the light, please...
If you read it all, thanks for that. Thanks for taking the time 🙂
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I liked to look myself after gym when I still was into working out. I didn't have shame about myself (yes I know about butch lesbians and more masculine women). I remember liking the feeling of being strong and powerful man, I liked myself like that.
Now I feel like I've "failed as a man". I no longer work out and have no will to do anything
But what is because of my internalized misogyny I think that "I'll settle for being a woman since I cannot be a real man"? I have no clue. Need to talk to a therapist, but IT'D BE HORRIFYING TO TALK ABOUT THIS KIND OF STUFF FACE TO FACE WITH SOMEONE!
I have always made friends with boys much easier. It has always been easier to talk to them. Girls seemed very distant to me in my childhood, and I had only boys as friends (excluding a few exceptions).
I never understood women, either. They are still quite a mystery to me. I had some chats with girls in my teens and remember being very confused on what to do etc. Thought I have ADHD and many autistic traits so perhaps it could explain some of my social problems.
I kinda wish I had a social life. I wish I had more friends, both guys and gals. I wish I was accepted in my teens, so that I'd get a better view of these genders. Perhaps I could've discovered more about my gender identity...
On the other hand, I have admired some women too in my teens. One I knew fairly well.
I have had this feeling that "If I cannot get a hot and lovely gf, I will become one myself". It seems as if I wanted to become something I cannot get so that I'd "get it by my rules". I also hate myself so I don't really feel that sorry for myself, only a little.
I always answered all polls as a male. I never doubted it a second. It was automatic for me to choose "I am male"-answer. Still, lately I've kinda had mixed feelings about it, but have still went by "male". I also remember creating some accounts and assigning my gender as "I prefer not to say" on those accounts. I always told myself that "It's to confuse people and to protect my identity and privacy", but I have also been thinking if that wa sjust a conscious excuse.
I have wanted to hug my friend, but felt like it was inappropriate bc we are both guys. I have done it earlier to someone else and it was very awkward.
I have always been a "pig" with bad habits - swearing, eating loudly, farting and burping near others on some occasions etc. I have always thought it as cool and manly.
I have had the need to be a "tough guy" who doesn't give a fuck. I have expressed my opinions and words like that. I have very often put up a show to act more masculine.
In reality I am emotional and enjoy deep talks and bonding. I ABSOLUTELY HATE the aggression that's associated with sports and other "male activities". I hate the aggressiviness of men in general. It makes me feel weak, vulnerable. Perhaps it's bc of my low self-esteen and shortness.
This post isn't even about the topic anymore, it's just venting rn and some trans stuff. I am just so goddamn confused. Been questioning for over 6 weeks now. Have tried many feminine things. Some are fine, some are not. I asked my mom to do my makeup (I didn't dare to leave their home). I felt awkward abt it but then decides to proceed. She did it and it was ok. I was able to be around her with makeup on. I was also able to do it with my dad and brother around.
I suddenly feel like I should cover my chest, while part of me tells I shouldn't. I just took a shower and felt like walking out with towel on my chest would be awkward as I had to pass my dad. But I also felt like I had to cover my chest. Well, eventually I left without covering my chest but turned my body so that my chest wasn't visible. I've tried to hide my chest most of the time after starting to question.
I think it's sweet how women take care of their children. I will always be happy that my mom taught me how to calm and help someone in a moment of distress. She is caring and kind, she has a good heart. I will always love her, and her way to love others, how she taught me on how to do it properly.
I am full of anger and grief. I just want peace. I want to be calm. I want to be caring. I want to prove myself that I can do it too.
Suddenly I hate my tiny beard, and wanna shave it all the time, like it actually gave me dysphoria. I have liked it earlier, wanted to grow it more. I liked playing around with my beard. Now I hate the idea of having it bc it feels too masculine.
I have also always had to look angry to appear more masculine. I have done it so many times. But looking myself in the mirror, making a cute face, I actually feel good. Perhaps it's some sort of euphoria.
Growing out hair feels nice. I like the feeling of hair on my upper back.
I have had tranformation-fantasies (sexual or not) for most of my life. I have always wanted to be something else, like a mythical creature or a cyber warrior etc. But it was always abt being a male one.
Yet as I ask myself if I wanna be a woman, I am like "Hell naw I wanna be a strong man and kick ass😎". Then I force myself to say that "No I wanna be a woman, I wanna be smol, I wanna be cuddled by a strong woman or man". Though there's also truth to it 😎.
I have also said terrible, sexist stuff about women with my guy friends - anything that you can suppose an incel would say - literally anything...
I hate being called a boy. But that's probably bc I wanna be seen as a man.
I guess I am a man. I will always be a man. Being a woman feels too odd and otherwordly, unknown.
Yet saying "I am a man" makes me feel how all of my thoughts abt being trans just shatter into tiny fragments. It feels like a small, caring and loving heart was shattered. With it I can hear sobbing and screams of pain and sorrow, like a creature was killed.
So it "being a man" to me only about being emotionless and strong, unwavering. I have always been the exact opposite. Perhaps this also makes me feel like "I have failed as a man".
But what if I am just trying to prove that I am not a man but a woman, while the truth is actually the opposite?
What if I wanna be a woman to just escape myself, my duties as a male?
I am so goddamn lost. Help me find the light, please...
If you read it all, thanks for that. Thanks for taking the time 🙂
2023.06.04 12:48 vikasbhall Beagle who holds guinness crossword clue
The beagle who holds the Guinness World Record for solving the fastest crossword puzzle is a remarkable dog named Purin. This talented pooch hails from Japan and has gained worldwide recognition for her impressive skills in puzzle-solving. Learn More - Purin's background, her training, and her incredible Guinness World Record achievement.
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2023.06.04 11:15 Rich7469 Can’t do crossword clues
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2023.06.04 00:11 genesis49m Ideas for formal/black tie optional?
I’m going to a wedding next weekend. I had a dress in mind, but a friend told me my dress looked “too much like a prom dress” so now I am doing some last minute shopping.
Note: I have no clue what it means to look too much like a prom dress 😭 I didn’t attend prom lol
I’ve never been to an American wedding before.
The wedding will take place at a fancy barn, with the wedding outdoors and the reception indoors. The pictures of the venue online look gorgeous, and I think the guests are going to be really nicely dressed. I think a lot of the bride’s family might be more conservative/older, so I really want to “fit in.”
The wedding will start at 3PM and end at 11PM. The wedding will take place on the East Coast, temperatures ranging anywhere from 50s to 80s.
I think I’m a little hard to dress because I’m 5’8, apple shaped (so I have a big stomach), long legs, and broad shoulders (so I’m not comfortable in sleeveless dresses but ok with straps). I wear a size 16.
I am going to visit T.J. Maxx, Marshall’s, Macy’s, and as a last resort since it is known for being expensive, Nordstrom. (Other suggestions on where to shop are welcome!)
I am trying to stay under $200 if I can for the dress because I also need to buy shoes, and I will likely pay to get my hair, makeup, and nails done since I’m not very good at doing those myself.
So… any advice on what to look for? Tips on what material? How to match shoes? Inspo pictures also welcome. I’m going to spend all day tomorrow trying on dresses in person. My friends can’t join so I’ll be doing solo shopping and I’m worried I’ll mess up again 😭
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Note: I have no clue what it means to look too much like a prom dress 😭 I didn’t attend prom lol
I’ve never been to an American wedding before.
The wedding will take place at a fancy barn, with the wedding outdoors and the reception indoors. The pictures of the venue online look gorgeous, and I think the guests are going to be really nicely dressed. I think a lot of the bride’s family might be more conservative/older, so I really want to “fit in.”
The wedding will start at 3PM and end at 11PM. The wedding will take place on the East Coast, temperatures ranging anywhere from 50s to 80s.
I think I’m a little hard to dress because I’m 5’8, apple shaped (so I have a big stomach), long legs, and broad shoulders (so I’m not comfortable in sleeveless dresses but ok with straps). I wear a size 16.
I am going to visit T.J. Maxx, Marshall’s, Macy’s, and as a last resort since it is known for being expensive, Nordstrom. (Other suggestions on where to shop are welcome!)
I am trying to stay under $200 if I can for the dress because I also need to buy shoes, and I will likely pay to get my hair, makeup, and nails done since I’m not very good at doing those myself.
So… any advice on what to look for? Tips on what material? How to match shoes? Inspo pictures also welcome. I’m going to spend all day tomorrow trying on dresses in person. My friends can’t join so I’ll be doing solo shopping and I’m worried I’ll mess up again 😭
2023.06.03 23:26 Ok_Rutabaga_2545 Skin breakout over 40
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2023.06.03 13:04 nihilist09 It's awful how dementia obliterates how we connected
My gma got a lot worse very, very fast. It was likely a mini stroke that doctors ignored. Right before it hit she was still herself, a person with indomitable personality and cool and specific interests which we shared. Hiking, perfume and makeup, crosswords and sudoku, trying new foods and learning about new technology. When I visited we wandered together, we did makeup together, we solved puzzles, shared celebrity gossip, I showed her how to use smartphone etc. When I was away I could look at online stores and find a perfume or bronzer that she would like and smile knowing that she'll like it when I'll bring it to her. I always grabbed a celebrity mag or a crossword for her when I visited. We had our little inside jokes over the phone and topics and memories we'd always come back to.
Now she's in a hospital and she doesn't remember her own name and how to swallow food, and there's so little I can do to connect, I can just be there and try to show I love her. She'll smile and clap when I give her a kiss on the forehead, but that's about it. She has no idea who I am except that I'm a friendly face. It's absolutely brutal how little I can now show her, bring her, interest her in. I can bring gifts but she won't even look at crosswords, she was never without red lipstick but now that doesn't mean anything either as she doesn't remember how to groom herself, even wash herself, even go to the loo for petes sake. I realize that sounds very trivial but I'm just trying to express how much it took from the person she used to be. It hurts, and I can't always be there to sit with her and hold her hand and make her smile because I've got work and a shit ton of other responsibilities. Before, I could always call her and she'd always tell me something new, and she'd always joke and I'd play along. Grandma, I miss the old you so much.
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Now she's in a hospital and she doesn't remember her own name and how to swallow food, and there's so little I can do to connect, I can just be there and try to show I love her. She'll smile and clap when I give her a kiss on the forehead, but that's about it. She has no idea who I am except that I'm a friendly face. It's absolutely brutal how little I can now show her, bring her, interest her in. I can bring gifts but she won't even look at crosswords, she was never without red lipstick but now that doesn't mean anything either as she doesn't remember how to groom herself, even wash herself, even go to the loo for petes sake. I realize that sounds very trivial but I'm just trying to express how much it took from the person she used to be. It hurts, and I can't always be there to sit with her and hold her hand and make her smile because I've got work and a shit ton of other responsibilities. Before, I could always call her and she'd always tell me something new, and she'd always joke and I'd play along. Grandma, I miss the old you so much.
2023.06.03 09:00 TheCurserHasntMoved (Sneakyverse) The Travels of a Galactic Cowboy, Part One: The Star Council, Chapter Nine: Corvian Home
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Skeeter had made an error. Not a big one, but one that did have significant downstream effects. He'd assumed that he could visit enough of each planet to give a sort of general feel to each one's character in three or four days, but it was looking more and more like he'd have to extend the stay at Corvian Home for at least a week. He could scarcely remember being so excited by making a mistake. In most respects, Corvian Home was wildly different from Terra. From its many small islands to its ever turbulent storms, to its mediworld gravity, it was unlike any place found on Terra. It still baffled him that the xenos thought Terran gravity was heavy. The way in which it was similar had to do with the wide variety of culture, which made getting a general sense of the place a tad more difficult than planets with a more unified culture.
So, he had to ask Captain Vexkeed to extend the stay, which wasn't cheap. Additionally, it required the refund of any unsatisfied passengers who were on more time-sensitive journeys. However, it turned out that the majority of the passengers had apparently viewed the voyage as a "Sneaky Cruise," which made Skeeter laugh until he couldn't breathe when Captain Vexkeed told him. Likewise, when he told Suzie and Ivan, they found themselves completely overcome by mirth. Kip on the other hand couldn't see the humor in it. This, of course sent all three adults into the throes of hysterical laughter, which only further perplexed the boy.
The inscrutable, to Kip, Terran sense of humor aside, it turned out that apart from paying a fee to extend the journey and maybe five or six refunds, there was very little adjustment in terms of the We Bring Friends from Afar to Joyous Meeting making drastic changes to her manifest. Which was amenable to Skeeter's bank account, and his conscience. In any case, it let him fill out the itinerary with a wide variety of events from the local sporting events, to seeing interesting geological formations or particularly treasured vistas, to attending musical theater, to restaurant hopping in one of the larger cities with a conveniently cosmopolitan makeup. Even better, all of the things toxic to Humans, Doggos, and Lutrae were also toxic to the Corvians, so the risk of accidental poisoning was almost nonexistent.
"We actually discussed this in class last week," Kip was saying as the shuttle shook in the storm winds, "once a group went to a new island, the storms cut them off from the original group, except for the very few traders brave enough to fly in… well, this."
"That so?" Skeeter prompted genially.
"Yeah, for the most part I guess people would just float along with whatever everyone else thought, but I guess that's true for most places. Except, since they were separate and all, they didn't all go along the same currents, and so even islands that are pretty close can be crazy different."
"That, and it is ruining the landing shots," Ivan grumbled as he kept the camera trained on the trio.
"Well, back home rain's a good thing!" Suzie exclaimed exuberantly.
"Rain makes rye," Skeeter rejoined.
"Rye makes whiskey," Suzie laughed.
"You mean industrial disinfectant or emergency stomach purging doses," Kip said flatly.
"How'd you find out about that?" Skeeter asked.
"Greg George mentioned it in his book. He dumped so many doses in a glass that any sane person would think he was trying to poison someone with the fumes."
"Oh, I loved My Side," Suzie said, "It had always bugged me that the Lost Boys never got a fair say."
"Wait, isn't he a hero? He talks like you guys almost worshiped him…"
"It's complicated," Skeeter said, "I served on a ship with one of the Lost Boys once, Stephen the Line. It was hard to not be in awe of him. Hard to remember that behind the deeds was a man just trying to serve like me."
"Oh…"
"Were you discussing more about Corvian Home in the classes?" Ivan asked before the silence could turn cold.
"Oh, sure, lots. Like on this one island there's a big festival where they celebrate the harvest of these huge nuts, and then there's this island where they have 'Imitation plays,' where Corvians try to mimic exactly how the plays sound from other races. Tutor Brixvee showed us a video of one they copied from the Star Sailors, and it was pretty cool."
"Do you figure she had lessons on Corvian Home since she knew we were headed here?"
"Of course," Kip said with a bitter scowl, "she's full of dirty tricks like that." His hosts couldn't contain their mirth, not that they tried all that hard.
Later that day, the intrepid travelers were in the throes of a local festival. They had surmised that it was probably related to local folklore, as various icons and masks were featured heavily, but the press was so active and exuberant, that not even the Terran implants could keep up, slaved as they were to the Terran compads with better translation matrixes than even the local networks. Therefore, three out of the four friends found themselves swept up in a feathered fury of dance and rough song, to their ears anyway, while the only clue to Ivan's immense pleasure at the experience was his swiftly wagging tail. Which the locals had no idea was the unconcealable tell that his exterior coolness was in fact, a complete sham.
The festivities seemed to show no sign of abating as night fell over the city sheltered in a rough and rocky crown from the storms of the sea, so in order to get a good night's sleep they were obliged to catch a local shuttle ride between islands to find a slightly less festive town to bed down in, and Suzie took the opportunity.
"So I hear Y'all's planet name isn't what anybody calls it," she said impishly to the shuttle pilot.
"INDEED, ahem, indeed. We know that you mammal-peoples, and the reptile-peoples, and the water-peoples, cannot do it."
"Come on, give us an example," Suzie said in that challenging, teasing way that made Skeeter both cringe and love her.
The pilot laughed, or at least Skeeter thought he, or maybe she? At least Skeeter thought that the pilot laughed, whichever sex they were. He had a hard time with regular Terran corvids, let alone these giant bird people that reminded him of the former. Then said pilot of undetermined sex made a weird clicking noise in the depths of the throat and said, "That is the name."
"I can see why y'all think folk can't do that. Hey Skeeter, why don't ya give it a shot?"
"No," he said flatly.
"Aw come on, it's their planet's name, you should at least try," she said with that wry smile she had that made promises. Promises that he had a very difficult time resisting for… reasons.
He then made a right proper fool of himself trying to replicate the sound by clicking his tongue in various ways before giving up and just saying, "I'm stickin' with Corvian Home."
After making a right proper fool of himself, the other passengers obliged to laugh at him, and Suzie turned on Kip saying, "Your turn."
Kip shot her a sullen look.
"Aw, c'mon, you gonna let these folk just laugh at Skeeter all by his lonesome?" she chided.
Kip downright pouted at her.
"Coooome oooooon," she taunted.
Realizing that she wouldn't quit unless he gave in, Kip also made a mockery of himself trying to replicate the throat clicking sound to the delight of all and sundry. "Shut up," he mumbled as he laid his ears back.
"Ivan?" she asked of her final victim.
He clicked his tongue once, and when Suzie gave him a pout he said, "That is as much as I am trying."
"Now you try," Kip shot at her.
"I know my limits, unlike you boys," she laughed to Kip's indignant sputtering.
Meanwhile, Jerry was having a less festive time. Instead of happening to land on an island that happened to be hosting a festival for one reason or another, he had purposely chosen the center of finance for his outing. He'd had a relatively uneventful series of meetings with financiers, entrepreneurs, and shipping guild heads, and various other parties interested in securing access to new markets for their various trades. It was all very productive, and very boring, and not for the first time he felt a stab of regret for the last time that he had interacted with Skeeter.
Even still, it was a satisfying day. There was a lot of troubling mentions of debts though. Jerry was no stranger to the lending industries of various planets of the CIP, and even had some Republican contacts in that realm, those who could stand his needling of the Republic's systems, but nobody he knew ever said anything about "debt masters" or "clan debt." Troubling indeed, but he chalked it up to clunky translation. Even CIP systems could have trouble with new languages, and he just knew that Republican datapads were inferior. They had to be, of course.
Still though, there was something about the references that bothered him. Something furtive behind the eyes of the avian people who spoke of either concept. Then, there was the fact that only those who were obviously startup businesspeople would speak about them, never the financers. Very troubling indeed. He resolved himself to investigate the matter if he could make the time the next day.
The following morning, the intrepid travelers went on the only "heavyworlder safe" zipline tours available on the planet, which just so happened to be in the heavily forested canyons and followed paths through the foliage designed to simulate danger. Skeeter and Kip found it thrilling, but Suzie found it merely pleasant while Ivan was actually bored by the thrilling experience. The man was pleased with getting a shot of kip chanting breathlessly, "Let's go again, let's go again, let's go again, let's go again!" While Suzie was more pleased to have sneakily captured a shot of Ivan's unamused expression as he sped along on the pullies.
"Sure, why not?" Suzie had said to Kip.
To which Ivan said, "Because is boring."
"What?!" Kip nearly shouted.
"You take ride in boarding torpedo, and you will be understanding then."
"The real answer to why not is I already booked a nature walk. There's this island where there's like this bowl formation full of flowers. It looks amazin'" Skeeter explained to Kip's dismay.
Meanwhile, Jerry was exhausted. He'd reshuffled the meetings so that he had mere moments between them to prepare, but he was good at his job, so long as his counterpart wasn't a Republican, and could get the proper contact details to the correct people for whatever the other party hoped to accomplish, so long as it was legal, and it all was. It was therefore by mighty effort alone that he had a scant two hours in which to seek out the information he sought before he would have to retire to sleep, or else be completely useless the next day.
He took snagged a gravcar and told the cabbie, "Take me to where you and the lads go for a spot of drink, or whatever the legal intoxicant is around here."
The cabbie gave him a one eyed beady stare and said, "Are you sure, mammal-people? The places we go are not the high class places, by the storms."
"I'm sure, I'm sure. I might not look it these days, but I came up from a working family. My dah still makes fun that I lost my calluses."
The cabbie blinked twice and raised his crest. Jerry had no idea whether that was a good sign or not, but the blue plumed cabbie lowered his crest and blinked again saying, "Sure, mammal-people. I will take you there, but do not cause the fights or my clan will have share of the debt."
Jerry thought about pressing the issue, but something about how the cabbie's feathers had puffed out and still weren't lying flat convinced him that social lubricant was the needed thing. "What is the preferred intoxicant?" he asked.
"We smoke an herb. It usually does not work for mammal-peoples, so you might not have the fun you look for."
"I see, we also have some intoxicants taken this way, do you draw the smoke through water first?"
"Yes, do you mammal-peoples do this too?"
"It's called hookah, and has a long tradition in several of our cultures. Or bongs, which have a somewhat younger tradition, as history is measured."
"Maybe then you will get the happy haze and no fights will be started, mammal-people."
"Maybe, maybe. I'm just after a good banter, and the banker types are too stuffy."
"You are right, you are right, debt masters do not laugh when you joke, they charge you more interest!" the cabbie laughed, and Jerry fell silent.
At the, well, Jerry would call it a hookah lounge, Jerry found that the lads about avoided him and shot him suspicious glances, and also found that apart from a relaxed feeling in his limbs, the smoke had no effect on him. It was a pleasant feeling, and he could maintain it by taking a draw from the hookah every two minutes or so. It seemed that was a prodigious rate of smoking though, for eventually the suspicious glances turned to those of curiosity or even grudging respect. Jerry surmised that despite his rather drab coloring, they knew an expensive suit when they saw one.
Eventually, a clearly intoxicated Corvain stumbled over to his table and sank down on one of the cushions, "Why do you smoke so well, mammal-thing-people?" he slurred.
"I am used to a much stronger herb, and this makes me simply feel good. Does it not feel good for you?"
"'Course it do. Can't smoke as much."
"Wondering anything else?"
"You a Sneaky?"
Jerry thought about correcting the error, but another glance at the state of his conversation partner dispelled the notion, so he said, "Yes, but I am not very stealthy."
"It's just what people call you… dunno why…"
"I'm not bothered, I know the reason and it's funny."
"Funny?"
"Yes, do you know it?"
"Ish a meme."
"The first one of us that the Star Sailors met was mistaken for a pet, and they named him Sneaky."
That, as planned, brought forth uproarious laughter from the intoxicated Corvian who confided, "That's the kinda thing people-things get bristly about."
"I know, people-things get brislty about all sorts of things. Like the bankers, they won't tell me what debt masters are."
"They own clan debts."
"Clan debts?"
"You know, the debts you clan has, from like way back."
"Do you mean to say you were born in debt?"
"Sssssure, isn't everybody? Well, not rich people-things I guess, but ever-peoples I knowed."
"And these debt masters, they merely collect the interest?"
"Mostly."
"Mostly?"
"If you're not… if the job doesn't pay… erm… they so like tell you to do stuff."
"Involuntary servitude," Jerry said coldly.
"Yeah, that. The hatchlings get that rough."
"Explain please," Jerry said with cold intensity.
It seemed that the intensity of Jerry's gaze or maybe the soft quality of a hammer that his voice emulated, gave the Corvian some degree of sobriety as he stammered, "Yes-yes. The erm, the uh or-or-orphanages. The hatchlings there have no parents to provide for them, so the debt masters have them do something useful."
Jerry was very close to becoming a very dangerous man as he asked, "Are the debts of these children for sale?"
"Y-y-y-y-y-yes?"
"Where does one go to buy debts?"
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Skeeter had made an error. Not a big one, but one that did have significant downstream effects. He'd assumed that he could visit enough of each planet to give a sort of general feel to each one's character in three or four days, but it was looking more and more like he'd have to extend the stay at Corvian Home for at least a week. He could scarcely remember being so excited by making a mistake. In most respects, Corvian Home was wildly different from Terra. From its many small islands to its ever turbulent storms, to its mediworld gravity, it was unlike any place found on Terra. It still baffled him that the xenos thought Terran gravity was heavy. The way in which it was similar had to do with the wide variety of culture, which made getting a general sense of the place a tad more difficult than planets with a more unified culture.
So, he had to ask Captain Vexkeed to extend the stay, which wasn't cheap. Additionally, it required the refund of any unsatisfied passengers who were on more time-sensitive journeys. However, it turned out that the majority of the passengers had apparently viewed the voyage as a "Sneaky Cruise," which made Skeeter laugh until he couldn't breathe when Captain Vexkeed told him. Likewise, when he told Suzie and Ivan, they found themselves completely overcome by mirth. Kip on the other hand couldn't see the humor in it. This, of course sent all three adults into the throes of hysterical laughter, which only further perplexed the boy.
The inscrutable, to Kip, Terran sense of humor aside, it turned out that apart from paying a fee to extend the journey and maybe five or six refunds, there was very little adjustment in terms of the We Bring Friends from Afar to Joyous Meeting making drastic changes to her manifest. Which was amenable to Skeeter's bank account, and his conscience. In any case, it let him fill out the itinerary with a wide variety of events from the local sporting events, to seeing interesting geological formations or particularly treasured vistas, to attending musical theater, to restaurant hopping in one of the larger cities with a conveniently cosmopolitan makeup. Even better, all of the things toxic to Humans, Doggos, and Lutrae were also toxic to the Corvians, so the risk of accidental poisoning was almost nonexistent.
"We actually discussed this in class last week," Kip was saying as the shuttle shook in the storm winds, "once a group went to a new island, the storms cut them off from the original group, except for the very few traders brave enough to fly in… well, this."
"That so?" Skeeter prompted genially.
"Yeah, for the most part I guess people would just float along with whatever everyone else thought, but I guess that's true for most places. Except, since they were separate and all, they didn't all go along the same currents, and so even islands that are pretty close can be crazy different."
"That, and it is ruining the landing shots," Ivan grumbled as he kept the camera trained on the trio.
"Well, back home rain's a good thing!" Suzie exclaimed exuberantly.
"Rain makes rye," Skeeter rejoined.
"Rye makes whiskey," Suzie laughed.
"You mean industrial disinfectant or emergency stomach purging doses," Kip said flatly.
"How'd you find out about that?" Skeeter asked.
"Greg George mentioned it in his book. He dumped so many doses in a glass that any sane person would think he was trying to poison someone with the fumes."
"Oh, I loved My Side," Suzie said, "It had always bugged me that the Lost Boys never got a fair say."
"Wait, isn't he a hero? He talks like you guys almost worshiped him…"
"It's complicated," Skeeter said, "I served on a ship with one of the Lost Boys once, Stephen the Line. It was hard to not be in awe of him. Hard to remember that behind the deeds was a man just trying to serve like me."
"Oh…"
"Were you discussing more about Corvian Home in the classes?" Ivan asked before the silence could turn cold.
"Oh, sure, lots. Like on this one island there's a big festival where they celebrate the harvest of these huge nuts, and then there's this island where they have 'Imitation plays,' where Corvians try to mimic exactly how the plays sound from other races. Tutor Brixvee showed us a video of one they copied from the Star Sailors, and it was pretty cool."
"Do you figure she had lessons on Corvian Home since she knew we were headed here?"
"Of course," Kip said with a bitter scowl, "she's full of dirty tricks like that." His hosts couldn't contain their mirth, not that they tried all that hard.
Later that day, the intrepid travelers were in the throes of a local festival. They had surmised that it was probably related to local folklore, as various icons and masks were featured heavily, but the press was so active and exuberant, that not even the Terran implants could keep up, slaved as they were to the Terran compads with better translation matrixes than even the local networks. Therefore, three out of the four friends found themselves swept up in a feathered fury of dance and rough song, to their ears anyway, while the only clue to Ivan's immense pleasure at the experience was his swiftly wagging tail. Which the locals had no idea was the unconcealable tell that his exterior coolness was in fact, a complete sham.
The festivities seemed to show no sign of abating as night fell over the city sheltered in a rough and rocky crown from the storms of the sea, so in order to get a good night's sleep they were obliged to catch a local shuttle ride between islands to find a slightly less festive town to bed down in, and Suzie took the opportunity.
"So I hear Y'all's planet name isn't what anybody calls it," she said impishly to the shuttle pilot.
"INDEED, ahem, indeed. We know that you mammal-peoples, and the reptile-peoples, and the water-peoples, cannot do it."
"Come on, give us an example," Suzie said in that challenging, teasing way that made Skeeter both cringe and love her.
The pilot laughed, or at least Skeeter thought he, or maybe she? At least Skeeter thought that the pilot laughed, whichever sex they were. He had a hard time with regular Terran corvids, let alone these giant bird people that reminded him of the former. Then said pilot of undetermined sex made a weird clicking noise in the depths of the throat and said, "That is the name."
"I can see why y'all think folk can't do that. Hey Skeeter, why don't ya give it a shot?"
"No," he said flatly.
"Aw come on, it's their planet's name, you should at least try," she said with that wry smile she had that made promises. Promises that he had a very difficult time resisting for… reasons.
He then made a right proper fool of himself trying to replicate the sound by clicking his tongue in various ways before giving up and just saying, "I'm stickin' with Corvian Home."
After making a right proper fool of himself, the other passengers obliged to laugh at him, and Suzie turned on Kip saying, "Your turn."
Kip shot her a sullen look.
"Aw, c'mon, you gonna let these folk just laugh at Skeeter all by his lonesome?" she chided.
Kip downright pouted at her.
"Coooome oooooon," she taunted.
Realizing that she wouldn't quit unless he gave in, Kip also made a mockery of himself trying to replicate the throat clicking sound to the delight of all and sundry. "Shut up," he mumbled as he laid his ears back.
"Ivan?" she asked of her final victim.
He clicked his tongue once, and when Suzie gave him a pout he said, "That is as much as I am trying."
"Now you try," Kip shot at her.
"I know my limits, unlike you boys," she laughed to Kip's indignant sputtering.
Meanwhile, Jerry was having a less festive time. Instead of happening to land on an island that happened to be hosting a festival for one reason or another, he had purposely chosen the center of finance for his outing. He'd had a relatively uneventful series of meetings with financiers, entrepreneurs, and shipping guild heads, and various other parties interested in securing access to new markets for their various trades. It was all very productive, and very boring, and not for the first time he felt a stab of regret for the last time that he had interacted with Skeeter.
Even still, it was a satisfying day. There was a lot of troubling mentions of debts though. Jerry was no stranger to the lending industries of various planets of the CIP, and even had some Republican contacts in that realm, those who could stand his needling of the Republic's systems, but nobody he knew ever said anything about "debt masters" or "clan debt." Troubling indeed, but he chalked it up to clunky translation. Even CIP systems could have trouble with new languages, and he just knew that Republican datapads were inferior. They had to be, of course.
Still though, there was something about the references that bothered him. Something furtive behind the eyes of the avian people who spoke of either concept. Then, there was the fact that only those who were obviously startup businesspeople would speak about them, never the financers. Very troubling indeed. He resolved himself to investigate the matter if he could make the time the next day.
The following morning, the intrepid travelers went on the only "heavyworlder safe" zipline tours available on the planet, which just so happened to be in the heavily forested canyons and followed paths through the foliage designed to simulate danger. Skeeter and Kip found it thrilling, but Suzie found it merely pleasant while Ivan was actually bored by the thrilling experience. The man was pleased with getting a shot of kip chanting breathlessly, "Let's go again, let's go again, let's go again, let's go again!" While Suzie was more pleased to have sneakily captured a shot of Ivan's unamused expression as he sped along on the pullies.
"Sure, why not?" Suzie had said to Kip.
To which Ivan said, "Because is boring."
"What?!" Kip nearly shouted.
"You take ride in boarding torpedo, and you will be understanding then."
"The real answer to why not is I already booked a nature walk. There's this island where there's like this bowl formation full of flowers. It looks amazin'" Skeeter explained to Kip's dismay.
Meanwhile, Jerry was exhausted. He'd reshuffled the meetings so that he had mere moments between them to prepare, but he was good at his job, so long as his counterpart wasn't a Republican, and could get the proper contact details to the correct people for whatever the other party hoped to accomplish, so long as it was legal, and it all was. It was therefore by mighty effort alone that he had a scant two hours in which to seek out the information he sought before he would have to retire to sleep, or else be completely useless the next day.
He took snagged a gravcar and told the cabbie, "Take me to where you and the lads go for a spot of drink, or whatever the legal intoxicant is around here."
The cabbie gave him a one eyed beady stare and said, "Are you sure, mammal-people? The places we go are not the high class places, by the storms."
"I'm sure, I'm sure. I might not look it these days, but I came up from a working family. My dah still makes fun that I lost my calluses."
The cabbie blinked twice and raised his crest. Jerry had no idea whether that was a good sign or not, but the blue plumed cabbie lowered his crest and blinked again saying, "Sure, mammal-people. I will take you there, but do not cause the fights or my clan will have share of the debt."
Jerry thought about pressing the issue, but something about how the cabbie's feathers had puffed out and still weren't lying flat convinced him that social lubricant was the needed thing. "What is the preferred intoxicant?" he asked.
"We smoke an herb. It usually does not work for mammal-peoples, so you might not have the fun you look for."
"I see, we also have some intoxicants taken this way, do you draw the smoke through water first?"
"Yes, do you mammal-peoples do this too?"
"It's called hookah, and has a long tradition in several of our cultures. Or bongs, which have a somewhat younger tradition, as history is measured."
"Maybe then you will get the happy haze and no fights will be started, mammal-people."
"Maybe, maybe. I'm just after a good banter, and the banker types are too stuffy."
"You are right, you are right, debt masters do not laugh when you joke, they charge you more interest!" the cabbie laughed, and Jerry fell silent.
At the, well, Jerry would call it a hookah lounge, Jerry found that the lads about avoided him and shot him suspicious glances, and also found that apart from a relaxed feeling in his limbs, the smoke had no effect on him. It was a pleasant feeling, and he could maintain it by taking a draw from the hookah every two minutes or so. It seemed that was a prodigious rate of smoking though, for eventually the suspicious glances turned to those of curiosity or even grudging respect. Jerry surmised that despite his rather drab coloring, they knew an expensive suit when they saw one.
Eventually, a clearly intoxicated Corvain stumbled over to his table and sank down on one of the cushions, "Why do you smoke so well, mammal-thing-people?" he slurred.
"I am used to a much stronger herb, and this makes me simply feel good. Does it not feel good for you?"
"'Course it do. Can't smoke as much."
"Wondering anything else?"
"You a Sneaky?"
Jerry thought about correcting the error, but another glance at the state of his conversation partner dispelled the notion, so he said, "Yes, but I am not very stealthy."
"It's just what people call you… dunno why…"
"I'm not bothered, I know the reason and it's funny."
"Funny?"
"Yes, do you know it?"
"Ish a meme."
"The first one of us that the Star Sailors met was mistaken for a pet, and they named him Sneaky."
That, as planned, brought forth uproarious laughter from the intoxicated Corvian who confided, "That's the kinda thing people-things get bristly about."
"I know, people-things get brislty about all sorts of things. Like the bankers, they won't tell me what debt masters are."
"They own clan debts."
"Clan debts?"
"You know, the debts you clan has, from like way back."
"Do you mean to say you were born in debt?"
"Sssssure, isn't everybody? Well, not rich people-things I guess, but ever-peoples I knowed."
"And these debt masters, they merely collect the interest?"
"Mostly."
"Mostly?"
"If you're not… if the job doesn't pay… erm… they so like tell you to do stuff."
"Involuntary servitude," Jerry said coldly.
"Yeah, that. The hatchlings get that rough."
"Explain please," Jerry said with cold intensity.
It seemed that the intensity of Jerry's gaze or maybe the soft quality of a hammer that his voice emulated, gave the Corvian some degree of sobriety as he stammered, "Yes-yes. The erm, the uh or-or-orphanages. The hatchlings there have no parents to provide for them, so the debt masters have them do something useful."
Jerry was very close to becoming a very dangerous man as he asked, "Are the debts of these children for sale?"
"Y-y-y-y-y-yes?"
"Where does one go to buy debts?"
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2023.06.03 01:26 PrimaryBubbly5674 Two days ago, my (24M) fiancee (23F) was hospitalized and diagnosed with bipolar 1. Seeking advise and support.
Throwaway because one of my irls knows my reddit name. Sorry in advance for the lengthy post. I don’t even know where to start.
We’ve been together for three years and have been engaged for around four months. My fiancee is the most loving and generous person I’ve ever met. She’s never been aggressive around me before this. I feel like I should have noticed what was happening sooner, I should have taken her to the hospital sooner instead of making excuses to make myself feel better about her behavior.
She’s a teacher, it was her first year teaching and it was a rough year for her. She got out of school two weeks ago and that’s when her behavior did a full 180. She deep cleaned and rearranged everything, she blew her whole paycheck on one trip to Target (about $1000), she started going to the gym multiple times a day, and started wearing makeup all the time- I’ve seen her in makeup maybe a dozen times in our relationship. She has ADHD that she’s medicated for, and she told me just felt like she had a lot more energy now that she wasn’t working. I told myself it was just her ADHD and being bored during the day.
TW; Sexual content. We went from having sex multiple times a week to her wanting it multiple times a day. I’ve had to tap out because I couldn’t keep up with her. She wanted to stop doubling up on protection, which she’s normally very adamant about because abortion is pretty much illegal in our state.
She started getting anxious and restless, I was worried she wasn’t taking her ADHD meds, but she swore she was. She was barely sleeping, it was like she never ran out of energy. She would check the door like 10 times to make sure it’s locked before she went to bed. She kept thinking the cat was escaping the apartment and freaked out when she didn't see him for a few minutes. She went out with her friends one night and got insanely drunk. She usually gets a little tipsy, but she was blackout drunk. I had never seen her like that before.I had to pick her up and stayed up all night to make sure she didn’t aspirate in her sleep.
Two days ago, when I got home from work her car was there but she wasn’t. I thought she was at the gym or pool, but I had a gut feeling so I checked her location on my phone. It said she was in the middle of some road around a mile away, I thought maybe she was with a friend but called just to check. She told me she went out on a walk and was going to get a slushie from seven eleven. The seven eleven is almost five miles away from our apartment. She was walking down the side of a road with no sidewalks. I freaked out and told her I was coming to get her. When I found her, I pulled over on the side of the road and had to convince her to get in the car so I could take her. This was the point I decided to take her to the ER, I didn’t know what else to do. I was worried if I just took her home she would try something like that again and get herself hurt or killed. When she realized we weren’t going to the seven eleven she unbuckled herself and tried to get out of the car while it was moving. I’ll spare the details, but I got her to the ER. She was aggressive to the point of almost being violent, and she was pissed that I brought her there. One of the nurses asked me if I genuinely thought she was a danger to herself and I told her yes. She was voluntarily transferred to a psychiatric hospital. Leaving her there was the hardest thing I’ve had to do.
From what I’ve been told, she was diagnosed with Bipolar 1 and she’s being medicated in addition to individual and group therapy. She does see a therapist weekly, so I gave the hospital her therapist’s information, as well as the psychiatric NP she sees for her ADHD medication. The nurse I spoke to earlier said they were looking to release her on Monday.
I’m not allowed to visit her at the moment, but I did get to talk to her on the phone yesterday. She just sounded sad and said she was sorry for hitting me. She never hit me throughout this whole ordeal. I just told her I loved her and that I would call to talk to her everyday as long as she was okay with it, which she was. I called again today but was told she couldn’t speak with me because she was in group therapy, and I would get a call back at some point.
I’m just an anxious mess at this point. I’m scared and I’m insanely worried about her. I just wanna see her, she’s very sensitive and I have no idea how she’s holding up right now. I have no clue what to do/say when I pick her up, when I take her home, I have no idea what I can do to make her feel better about all of this. It just sucks. I wish I had taken her somewhere sooner, she was completely unlike herself for days.
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We’ve been together for three years and have been engaged for around four months. My fiancee is the most loving and generous person I’ve ever met. She’s never been aggressive around me before this. I feel like I should have noticed what was happening sooner, I should have taken her to the hospital sooner instead of making excuses to make myself feel better about her behavior.
She’s a teacher, it was her first year teaching and it was a rough year for her. She got out of school two weeks ago and that’s when her behavior did a full 180. She deep cleaned and rearranged everything, she blew her whole paycheck on one trip to Target (about $1000), she started going to the gym multiple times a day, and started wearing makeup all the time- I’ve seen her in makeup maybe a dozen times in our relationship. She has ADHD that she’s medicated for, and she told me just felt like she had a lot more energy now that she wasn’t working. I told myself it was just her ADHD and being bored during the day.
TW; Sexual content. We went from having sex multiple times a week to her wanting it multiple times a day. I’ve had to tap out because I couldn’t keep up with her. She wanted to stop doubling up on protection, which she’s normally very adamant about because abortion is pretty much illegal in our state.
She started getting anxious and restless, I was worried she wasn’t taking her ADHD meds, but she swore she was. She was barely sleeping, it was like she never ran out of energy. She would check the door like 10 times to make sure it’s locked before she went to bed. She kept thinking the cat was escaping the apartment and freaked out when she didn't see him for a few minutes. She went out with her friends one night and got insanely drunk. She usually gets a little tipsy, but she was blackout drunk. I had never seen her like that before.I had to pick her up and stayed up all night to make sure she didn’t aspirate in her sleep.
Two days ago, when I got home from work her car was there but she wasn’t. I thought she was at the gym or pool, but I had a gut feeling so I checked her location on my phone. It said she was in the middle of some road around a mile away, I thought maybe she was with a friend but called just to check. She told me she went out on a walk and was going to get a slushie from seven eleven. The seven eleven is almost five miles away from our apartment. She was walking down the side of a road with no sidewalks. I freaked out and told her I was coming to get her. When I found her, I pulled over on the side of the road and had to convince her to get in the car so I could take her. This was the point I decided to take her to the ER, I didn’t know what else to do. I was worried if I just took her home she would try something like that again and get herself hurt or killed. When she realized we weren’t going to the seven eleven she unbuckled herself and tried to get out of the car while it was moving. I’ll spare the details, but I got her to the ER. She was aggressive to the point of almost being violent, and she was pissed that I brought her there. One of the nurses asked me if I genuinely thought she was a danger to herself and I told her yes. She was voluntarily transferred to a psychiatric hospital. Leaving her there was the hardest thing I’ve had to do.
From what I’ve been told, she was diagnosed with Bipolar 1 and she’s being medicated in addition to individual and group therapy. She does see a therapist weekly, so I gave the hospital her therapist’s information, as well as the psychiatric NP she sees for her ADHD medication. The nurse I spoke to earlier said they were looking to release her on Monday.
I’m not allowed to visit her at the moment, but I did get to talk to her on the phone yesterday. She just sounded sad and said she was sorry for hitting me. She never hit me throughout this whole ordeal. I just told her I loved her and that I would call to talk to her everyday as long as she was okay with it, which she was. I called again today but was told she couldn’t speak with me because she was in group therapy, and I would get a call back at some point.
I’m just an anxious mess at this point. I’m scared and I’m insanely worried about her. I just wanna see her, she’s very sensitive and I have no idea how she’s holding up right now. I have no clue what to do/say when I pick her up, when I take her home, I have no idea what I can do to make her feel better about all of this. It just sucks. I wish I had taken her somewhere sooner, she was completely unlike herself for days.
2023.06.02 23:14 Shard1k Makeup Professional Advice/Suggests?
Basically reaching the point where it is time to start wading into the makeup area of this transition, but I have zero clue about products, colour, application - kinda useless at this point.
Have been thinking about booking a session with someone at Sephora or MAC, but I feel like it is such a shot in the dark as to who you will get in terms of skills & trans-friendliness... Alternatively have been looking into session(s) with various makeup artists who offer lessons, but again, without recommendations it is less risk on skills, but who is trans-accepting and hopefully has trans clients.
Does anyone have any recommendations for the Hamilton/Cambridge/KitcheneWaterloo/Guelph area?
(Figuring it out myself isn't a realistic option and would prefer to work with a professional to get off on the right foot)
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Have been thinking about booking a session with someone at Sephora or MAC, but I feel like it is such a shot in the dark as to who you will get in terms of skills & trans-friendliness... Alternatively have been looking into session(s) with various makeup artists who offer lessons, but again, without recommendations it is less risk on skills, but who is trans-accepting and hopefully has trans clients.
Does anyone have any recommendations for the Hamilton/Cambridge/KitcheneWaterloo/Guelph area?
(Figuring it out myself isn't a realistic option and would prefer to work with a professional to get off on the right foot)
2023.06.02 05:44 buttlovingpanda I wear makeup - can y’all tell?
So, as the title says, I wear make up.
But I’m a guy and I’m in my 30’s in Texas. I have rosacea so my cheeks and nose are usually red-ish, and when I get flustered or stressed my face can turn very red.
Because of that, for the past year or two I’ve regularly worn a light amount of makeup (foundation according to the container) on my cheeks and nose area to hide the redness. It blends in well with my skin color as far as I can tell, and it makes me feel a little better knowing I can be flustered or anxious and not have share it with the world.
But I’ve always wondered if people notice it’s there. Nobody has ever mentioned it to me and I use a small amount, so I’ve always assumed no, but I have absolutely no clue.
Thanks.
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But I’m a guy and I’m in my 30’s in Texas. I have rosacea so my cheeks and nose are usually red-ish, and when I get flustered or stressed my face can turn very red.
Because of that, for the past year or two I’ve regularly worn a light amount of makeup (foundation according to the container) on my cheeks and nose area to hide the redness. It blends in well with my skin color as far as I can tell, and it makes me feel a little better knowing I can be flustered or anxious and not have share it with the world.
But I’ve always wondered if people notice it’s there. Nobody has ever mentioned it to me and I use a small amount, so I’ve always assumed no, but I have absolutely no clue.
Thanks.
2023.06.01 23:11 DCBREEZY0MAMMA Please keep reporting
Tired of them ruining good things for me.😂😂 warning rant. Why would they talk about weddings if he hasn’t “proposed”. They’re so dumbbbbb I caaaant. Real girls that have NO CLUE they’re gonna get proposed to don’t even TALK ABOUT IT! The whole point of one is the SURPRISE because what if they say NO? that’s the whole DUCKING point. I said NO ONCE!!! it was horrible, it was the worst feeling, it was sincere but let me tell you, that guy was NOT shoving a camera in my face to get my reaction. The pregnancies, the proposals, the vacations, the easy money—it’s the way they ruin these meant to be wholesome wonderful, sometimes RAW (fertility,relationships) issues is what irks me the most. The hundreds of lies they spew, the narcissism, and his gross grooming and now manipulation and controlling towards MR WHICH she mirrors back btw and the kids. They are rotten and the younger people following are getting virtually groomed by them too. Influencers influence whether it’s makeup or terrorism or cheese flavors. These two should not be influencing anyone. This is what I want them cancelled. Rant over.
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2023.06.01 22:50 karmaranovermydogma List of LGBTQ/Pride-themed variety cryptic puzzles?
Heya! I love variety cryptic puzzles and since it's June I was wondering if people knew of variety cryptic with any LGBTQ / Pride themes? Some examples of what I'm talking about to get things started!
I mostly do American cryptics but I'm happy to try other countries' cryptics too!
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I mostly do American cryptics but I'm happy to try other countries' cryptics too!
"Positioning" by Gregg Katz (Queer Qrosswords 2 — suggested $10+ donation to an LGBTQ+ charity for the packet)
In this variety cryptic, Across answers can be tops, bottoms, or versatile. Eight top answers give up a letter to one of eight bottom answers, each becoming a new word before being entered in the grid. (Two pairs of tops and bottoms are nonmonogamous, and exchange the same letter.) Six versatile answers trade one letter with another versatile answer to form new words prior to entry. The unclued entry at 20-Across will reveal your role in all this. Across enumerations are withheld. Clued answers may include proper nouns, and modified entries include one proper noun. Down clues are entered normally.
"LGBTQIA+" by Francis Heaney (AVCX Cryptic — $1.00):
Happy Pride! The clues and entries in this puzzle are nonconformists in many ways:
1) Across clues are not numbered; you must determine their grid locations. (They are ordered alphabetically by answer.) Each Across clue also has an extraneous letter that must be removed before solving (not necessarily leaving a new word, and possibly requiring words to be respaced); the removed letter will correspond to the color of the flag stripe in which its answer is located (R, O, Y, G, B, or V). Down clues are numbered normally.
2) All but 12 answers, Across and Down, must have a letter added (either L, G, B, T, Q, I, or A) before being entered into the grid to make a new word or phrase; we’ll refer to these answers as LGBTQIA+. The remaining 12 answers are entered normally with no modifications. Enumerations are withheld. Tags apply to answers but not necessarily to grid entries.
3) The crossing letters of six Across and six Down LGBTQIA+ entries do not match; replace those letters with 2- or 3-letter strings to make new words in both directions. (Since the mismatched letters are unchecked, as an aid in confirmation, they can be anagrammed to LEAGUE ABODES.)
4) Every clue contains an extra definition (either a word or phrase) that must be removed before solving; in the case of LGBTQIA+ answers, the extra word or phrase defines the modified grid entry. In the 12 clues with unmodified answers, the extra word or phrase defines one of the new words made after following instruction 3; you must determine which.
5) When the grid is complete, read the added 2- and 3-letter strings from left to right to reveal something important to both crosswords and LGBTQIA+ activism.
"Coming Out" by Brad LeBeau (The Griddle — Free)
In this variety cryptic, the answers are entered as usual. However, each clue has a queer letter that needs to come out (i.e. be removed) before the clue can be solved. These letters, read in clue order, reveal a message that’s important for Pride Month (or any month!).
"Tag Yourself!" by Amanda Rafkin, David Gold, and Finn Vigeland (avid puzzler — Free)
In this alignment chart of a cryptic, Down entries (for which enumerations are withheld) must be modified, always forming new words or names before grid entry. Gay entries (columns 1-3) “walk fast,” and need to have a letter advanced one place in the alphabet (ex. BOMER > BONER). Bi entries (columns 4-6) “tuck their shirts in,” moving their first letter somewhere else in the word (ex. ACME > CAME). Lesbian entries (columns 7-9) “call a U-Haul,” gaining or losing a U somewhere in the word (ex. LUTE <-> LTE).Thanks for any suggestions for puzzles to look into!
2023.06.01 16:10 graywolt Total Flipped Action - Total Drama, Drama, Drama, Drama Island & Monster Cash
 | submitted by graywolt to Totaldrama [link] [comments] Ella wins Total Drama Island! Ella wins Total Drama Island in a 10-2 vote. When Dawn sings "You've Got a Best Buddy" from Toybox Film, Ella is able to get that last bit of motivation & outrun Jasmine to win Total Drama Island. Ella is crying tears of joy & can't believe that she won. Scott says that he can't wait for his money, & Anne Maria throws her can of hairspray at him to shut him up. Beardo, Sierra, & Staci start chanting "Ella", which gets everyone besides Scarlett, Alejandro, & Scott, who is nursing his bruise, to cheer. Alejandro is still in the outhouse, now wondering who won while fiddling with the door. Zoey consoles Jasmine, saying that at least she gets about c$2,300, & the fact half of the money will be going to charity. Jasmine goes up to Ella, & thanks her for the money she got, & says that Ella was a great competitor. At the final campfire ceremony, Chris announces Ella as the winner of Total Drama Island. Ella cheers and receives her check and the final marshmallow. Ella puts the marshmallow in her pocket, saying that she'll keep it for the memories. Geoff comments that it's time for them to do something, to which Beardo, Geoff, & Owen dump Chris in the lake to the cheers of the other campers and Chef. When the boys chase after Chef to throw him in the lake next, Jasmine asks if Ella liked seeing Chris dumped in the lake. She giggles, saying yes. The camera pans out from Jasmine & Ella, revealing the boys chasing after Chef in the background. Later, Alejandro finally breaks out of the bathroom, just in time to head on the boat to the playa. Total Flipped Island Final Statistics 22nd - Staci 21st - Sierra 20th - Cameron 19th - Sadie 18th - Anne Maria 17th - Scott Eliminated - Harold 16th - Beardo 15th - Scarlett 14th - Sky Eliminated - Brick 13th - Owen 12th - Dawn 11th - Katie 10th - Trent 9th - Zoey 8th - Brick 7th - Izzy 6th - Harold 5th - Geoff 4th - Alejandro 3rd - Max 2nd - Jasmine 1st - Ella Highest Ranking Male Screaming Gopher - Max (3/22) Lowest Ranking Male Screaming Gopher - Scott (17/22). Highest Ranking Female Screaming Gopher - Izzy (7/22). Lowest Ranking Female Screaming Gopher - Staci (22/22). Highest Ranking Male Killer Bass - Alejandro (4/22). Lowest Ranking Male Killer Bass - Cameron (20/22). Highest Ranking Female Killer Bass - Ella (1/22). Lowest Ranking Female Killer Bass - Sierra (21/22). The episode begins with the campers throwing a final party at Playa Des Losers on their last day before they have to go back home and return to their normal routines: Brick, Cameron, & Owen are playing Beardo, Harold, & Max in a game of ultimate frisbee, Staci & Sierra are chatting over burgers, & Anne Maria is blatantly staring at Alejandro. In the confessional, Alejandro is asking why Anne Maria is still infatuated with him despite the fact he literally eliminated her. Anne Maria comes in & says it's the fact that he's hot. Back at the party, Izzy is feasting herself on marshmallows and soda, which she ends up barfing from, but goes for more, which somehow charms Owen. Alejandro is saying that he has no clue how he is going to face his family like this, & hates that his older brother Jose has another thing to dunk on him with. We cut back to the frisbee game, & Brick tosses the frisbee to Cameron in the end zone. Cameron catches it & gains a point while jumping & cheering wildly. Dawn & Zoey are watching & cheering. He asks if this is what organized sports are like, & Brick says yes. Suddenly, Chris arrives holding a briefcase and offers the campers one final challenge: a race to find a briefcase that contains one-million dollars. The challenge is to locate the briefcase and bring it back to the Dock of Shame. Chris sweetens the deal saying that Ella can keep the initial 100k & still play. Ella immediately runs off with Beardo to find the million, but no one else budges. When Chris says that Ella & Beardo are about to win a very easy million, they finally budge, but not before it turns into a 20-person pile-up. Cameron suggests that maybe they could share it, but everyone besides Dawn & Brick is still bickering. They all untangle themselves, & get into the following groups: Sierra, Staci, & Sadie Cameron & Dawn Katie & Geoff Anne Maria & Alejandro (in the confessional, the latter's eye is twitching) Sky, Zoey, Jasmine, & Trent Owen, Izzy, & Max Brick & Harold Scott & Scarlett are the only ones that lack partners, so they begrudgingly team up. After two hours pass by without anyone finding the suitcase, Chris gives the first clue about its location over the loudspeakers: "It's just hanging around." The case is then seen hanging from a tree branch. Alejandro is seen walking around the woods with Anne Maria, paparazzi, who can't concentrate because she keeps staring at him. Then, wandering with Owen & Max, Izzy thinks it'd be a great idea to think like a tree to find the case, hanging from it and singing. Max asks how Owen puts up with this as Izzy is insane, which Owen replies with "insanely hot" Scarlett & Scott reach where Owen, Izzy, & Max are, & overhear where Izzy thinks the case is. Scott hops onto the tree & tries to hijack the vine, getting into a slapfight with Izzy. Trent, Sky, Jasmine, & Zoey are looking around, & notice the case in the tree. Jasmine reaches up to grab it, but a eagle takes it & flies away, causing them to groan. Just as they leave, Katie and Geoff walk right under it and start making out. Chris, watching from a helicopter above, is visibly annoyed at their incompetence. Alejandro can't stand being with Anne Maria any longer, so he ditches her by saying that he needs to use the bathroom. When Anne Maria realizes this, she is pissed. Sierra, Staci, & Sadie are walking around when Staci asks why Sadie joined them. She says that she wants to give her friend time with her boyfriend & thought that Sierra & Staci were cool. They beam at the compliment, then Alejandro shows up. He asks Staci & Sadie where they've looked for the money, & they tell him everything. He leaves smirking, & the aforementioned girls slapped their faces. The eagle with the case finally drops it, & it lands on Scott's neck, knocking him out. When he wakes up, he sees that Scarlett is gone, prompting him to call Scarlett a traitor. Then he realizes that if the situation was flipped, he'd do the same thing, & compliments her idea before running to get the case. Because Scarlett is not very athletic, she is now dealing with a stitch. In the background, Scott & Jasmine are catching up to her, causing her to turn it up a gear. Eventually, Scott & Jasmine simultaneously tackle the genius redhead, causing the case to fall into the river. The groans of Trent's group, Scott, & Scarlett can be heard all over camp. Back with Sierra's group, they are all griping about how annoyingly good he is. Sierra is saying that he should've eaten the laxative cupcakes he made for Jasmine, which get giggles from Sadie & Staci. On top of a cliff, Geoff & Katie are making out, & nearly fall from a cliff. Alejandro is scaling a tree, trying to find the case. He gets very close to an air balloon with an intern in it, causing said intern to notify Chris. The host dispatches Chef on an ATV to stop the threat. The intern tries to hit Alejandro with a boombox & cable, but Alejandro grabs on & chases the intern out and hijacks the balloon, where he then starts to head off towards the campgrounds. Brick & Harold find the floating case but must go upwards because Scott has blocked the only other way. So, Harold quickly builds a parachute to cushion the fall. Him & Brick initially float down safely, but then a pebble rips a hole in the parachute, causing them to descend quickly. They create a crater when they fall, & Brick says that he lost the case when they were plummeting. They find a canoe & start to paddle away. Cameron & Dawn find the dented case & pick up the pace so they can get to the dock. They run into Ella & Beardo, which prompts Cameron to ask if they should split the money, as c$250,000 isn't a bad reward. They all agree & go back to running. Scott hears their fall & runs back into the forest. Anne Maria has given up on looking for Alejandro & is now looking around for the million. She sprays her hair, which alerts Bacon that she's nearby. He roars at her & Anne Maria is petrified. Bacon bites on her head, losing all his teeth, which embarrasses him, causing him to run away. Anne Maria is smirking while tapping her hair, which clanks metallically. Ella, Beardo, Dawn, & Cameron are finally out of the gorge when they hear a whoosh from a hot-air balloon. Alejandro throws down the boom cord, successfully tying it around the case. Alejandro is now trying to steer, but it's getting tough because the four have now hopped onto the boom cord. He attempts to shake them off by going through a tree, but all that does is get the four closer to the basket. Back with Geoff & Katie, they are walking through the woods and encounter a baby moose, attempting to reach a branch that is too high up for it. Geoff decides to help it by lowering the branch, but Geoff slips on a mud slick, causing him to land atop the moose. When the baby's mother appears and sees Geoff on top of its baby, it's enraged. The moose starts chasing Geoff and Bridgette. Meanwhile, Chef, on his ATV, drives up to Zoey, Jasmine, Sky, and Trent, who have had no luck in the competition so far, and asks if they've seen the balloon. He explains the situation, including how Alejandro has the case and is on his way to the finish line. Both he and Zoey believe that Alejandro will definitely win. While Chef is talking, Jasmine picks up a small log nearby and knocks Chef out with it, hijacking the ATV and taking Zoey, Sky, & Trent with her. Elsewhere, Anne Maria is still searching. Geoff and Katie then race by, still being pursued by the angry moose. They tell Anne Maria to run as they race by, and she complies, joining in the dangerous chase. Alejandro's balloon starts to float into the campgrounds. Dawn, Cameron, Ella, & Beardo manage to climb into the basket with Alejandro. However, this only puts them in more danger as Alejandro puts Cameron in a headlock and demands the case from them, or they will fall. Harold and Brick arrive in the campgrounds shortly after and see the hot-air balloon with Cameron, Dawn, Ella, Beardo, & the case all inside. They quickly abandon the canoe and race into the campgrounds, only for Sky, Trent, Zoey, and Jasmine to emerge from the woods on their ATV. They are driving close to the air balloon, hoping to take it down. In the boathouse, Sierra, Sadie, & Staci are gearing up with fish water & paintballs to take down Alejandro. Staci says that she's learned a lot about paintball because her uncle owns a paintball arena. She says that she's not lying, as she has them as friends now. The three of them hide behind the communal washrooms, finding an airborne Alejandro. They see Geoff, Katie, Anne Maria and the moose race by, and quickly retreat. Meanwhile, the three campers who are being chased by the moose see the massive diving board platform & climb up. As they climb up to the safety of the incredibly high diving board, Sky has an idea. She runs into the mess hall & grabs the mounted moose head, running back & passing it to Zoey. She shows it to the moose & scares it into running away to the woods. Meanwhile, the hot-air balloon is about to crash, with only Sky seeing this. With Alejandro strangling Cameron, everyone in the basket doesn't realize any of this until it's too late. Dawn, Cameron, Ella, & Beardo are forced to jump because of this, & the fact that an eagle is about to tear a hole in the balloon. Alejandro thinks he's won but is forced to jump because of the eagle. 9 people are now on the diving board, & 8 of them are trying to knock the case out of Alejandro's mitts. Jasmine shows up out of nowhere, climbs the ladder, & successfully knocks the case out of his hands. It hits the edge of the pool below at an angle, and bounces straight towards the communal washrooms where Sadie, Staci, & Sierra reappear. Sierra grabs it & tells her teammates to run, but Max trips Sierra & grabs the case. Staci & Sadie splatter Max with fish water & guts, making him scream & throw the case into the air. Izzy shoves Staci out of the way, catches it, & runs with a full head of steam. It looks like Izzy will have a cool million until she trips on thin air & fumbles the case towards the dock. It is at this moment when everything starts to fall apart: Izzy quickly gets back to her feet and chases after the case. Trent & Sky run past Sadie & a bucket-headed Max, but Owen is catching up. Scarlett runs out of the forest, right in front of the wobbling diving board. It breaks, & everyone besides Anne Maria is sliding on the speeding diving board, which picks up Scarlett. The former's hair has made a crater in the ground. The moose, after having presumably defeated Zoey, rides in with Zoey on its back, also racing towards the Dock. Harold is running to the dock, trying to reach the case. As the moose rides onto the Dock, it bucks Zoey off its back into the water. The diving board group slides by, heading straight for Izzy, Scarlett, Trent, Harold, Max, Owen, and the case just as they are all right on the end of the Dock. These fifteen campers instantly collide at once, & land in the water along with Zoey, who's there already. As these sixteen emerge to the surface, the briefcase is floating by itself in the water, until a shark rises beneath it and swallows it. The seagull with the fragment of net wrapped around its neck points and laughs at the campers' misfortune, until the same shark eats it. Chris then arrives in a helicopter and is disappointed that the campers lost the case. He then tells the sixteen of them the bad news: they are all tied. So, to break this tie, they will all have to return for another shot at the million dollars in season two. Ella, Cameron, & Owen are the most enthused about this, while others like Scarlett & Jasmine look less pleased. He tells the dry campers - Scott, Anne Maria, Sadie, Staci, Brick, & Sierra that they will be watching on the sidelines, losing their shot at winning. Scott is the most vocal against this, & Jasmine asks if she & him can switch. Chris says no dice, as the fine print says that you must play if you are told. In the confessional, Katie & Sadie are sad to be separated, but Sadie says that they both will be fine, as they have other friends, & they handled being apart for over a week. Scarlett says that after this season, she will not be messed with, & will take revenge on "the purple haired gnome". Chris then tells the returning sixteen campers to report to a brand-new location in two days, where they will compete in a whole new set of challenges, and the last one standing will receive one-million dollars. He then tells viewers to tune in for the second season. TDA Cast Monster Cash We see an old, clunky bus driving up to the set of Total Drama Action that has the castmates who made it to season 2. The bus stops, & Cameron, Izzy (who refers to herself as E-Scope), Owen, Ella, Zoey, Trent, Beardo, Katie, Geoff, Dawn, Harold, Alejandro, Jasmine, Max, Scarlett, & Sky get off the bus, taking a look at the film lot. Alejandro & Jasmine are glaring daggers at each other, while Max is ignoring the glare Scarlett is giving him. Beardo, Ella, Cameron, & Dawn are talking animatedly about their lives, with Beardo saying that because of the show, he's been getting bigger DJ gigs. The other three congratulate him for this, then Chris shows up & tells the cast about the new confessional, & the new elimination ceremony, which is called the Gilded Chris awards. Scarlett asks why he's so vain, & Dawn says that it's because he wasn't loved enough as a child. After the snickers subside, Chris says that today's challenge is to race to a pair of trailers before the monster catches them. When Chris says to go, everyone starts running, with Izzy immediately getting captured. In the makeup confessional, Owen is asking how he's going to compete with the giant monster. Sky asks Trent how they are supposed to find the actors' trailers, & a confident Alejandro tells them to follow him. He runs off, & Trent & Sky don't follow him. Alejandro gets captured by Chef, but it takes a second before he is picked up. Chef admits that Alejandro is hot, while Alejandro is saying in the confessional that at least he has his natural beauty, even though most people hate him. Geoff & Katie are making out on the ground, & Jasmine runs up to them & says that they are here to compete. Geoff & Katie seem to realize this in the confessional, but then go back to making out. One by one, each castmate is captured, and deposited into a bounce house by the monster, eventually leaving Owen as the last person standing. When Chef finally finds him, and attempts to pick him up, Owen's weight makes the monster malfunction, since he's too heavy to pick up. Ten hours later, an exhausted Owen finds the other castmates and releases them from the bounce house by puncturing it with a sharp needle he had found. The castmates are at the dining hall for part 2 of this challenge. Before Chris can even explain anything, Owen goes ham on all of the prop food, finishing in less than a minute. Chris explains that he needed to find a golden key, & Owen tosses him one he found in a prop turkey. All of the girls besides Izzy are weirded out by this, while all of the boys say that Owen's got guts. As the castmates make their way to the trailers, one trailer is accidentally crushed by the monster, who is bringing E-Scope back from their date. When asked to choose which trailer the guys get, Owen, much to the other guys' anger, chooses the recently crushed one, claiming "it has more character." The girls cheer happily while the guys get mad at Owen, until Chef crushes the other trailer as well. After the trailers are repaired by Chef, the castmates make decisions on who to bunk with. For the boys, Beardo bunks with Harold, & Geoff with Max. Cameron requests that he doesn't share a bunk with Alejandro, so Owen volunteers, making the last bunk pairs Cameron & Trent, and Alejandro & Owen. For the girls, Ella bunks with Dawn, Sky bunks with Zoey, Scarlett bunks with Izzy much to the former's chagrin, & Katie gets a bunk to herself, as Jasmine will be sleeping on the floor. Early the next morning, Chris yells into a megaphone to wake the castmates up, just to mess with them, before letting them go back to sleep, reminding them of their required early morning wakeup. After Chris signs off the episode, the monster roars in the distance, and Chris demands the monster be deactivated. After the credits, Scarlett says that she won't be outplaced by Max, & that everyone should watch out, because she will do anything it takes to win. Her eyes flicker red for a minute before turning back to green, then the episode ends. Vote two people for invincibility, & feel free to come up with any plot points! |
2023.06.01 12:57 wnguss My friend stole something FOR me and I feel terrible.
So a few days ago my friend gave a bunch of new makeup to me out of nowhere and I just accepted it because why not. Yesterday I found out she had actually stolen it from a bunch of different Sephoras and now I feel gulity even though I wasn’t even the one who did it. I started using the products already (I opened them before I found out) and I don’t know what to do. Do I keep on using it? Throw it out? Bring it back to the store and tell them? I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE. I don’t want her karma getting back to me, but if I hadn’t found out about it I would’ve kept using it anyways. Any advice to get over it/solutions? I’m also really scared because I had went to the mall with her before a few times which she probably stole then too. I was just there and I paid for my stuff, but there was also another time where I told her “Oh this is so pretty, I’ll get it my next paycheck “ and she “got” it for me (I’m positive she stole in then too now that I look back) I feel terrible. Please help, any words of reassurance would be really great right now.
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2023.05.31 21:57 UnicornCoochie Why is methylation so confusing?
I have one heterozygous MTHFR gene and am homozygous for the “worrier” COMT genes and both of these things would indicate I lean towards being an “undermethylator” but my symptoms are mixed and for most of my life I’ve been more of a classic “overmethylator.” (Odd that anxiety is a sign of overmethylation according to some, when being under makes one a “worrier”…. I’m so confused! And anxious…)
I know it’s much more complex than this, and that genetic makeup doesn’t equal genetic expression. I’m just hoping for some general info that could point me in the right direction. I want to get histamine/homocysteine levels tested whenever I can. Any other tests I should ask for before I get my bloodwork done? Any other clues I can look for in my raw data?
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I know it’s much more complex than this, and that genetic makeup doesn’t equal genetic expression. I’m just hoping for some general info that could point me in the right direction. I want to get histamine/homocysteine levels tested whenever I can. Any other tests I should ask for before I get my bloodwork done? Any other clues I can look for in my raw data?
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2023.05.31 05:38 Appropriate_Test_625 so there’s this boy..
I’ve been talking to this “dude” for about 2 years now. I met him when I was a freshmen and he was a junior. At the time we met he had a gf and they’d been together for 3 years when they broke it off during summer vcay. And after that we found out we also had the same class AGAIN. Because he has changed his course requests. That leads me to this year, where I am a old sophomore (16) and he is a young senior (18). We reconnected but didn’t talk at all during the summer because he had gotten with another girl and asked her out during homecoming. And they ended things off about a month after. He didn’t got to school for maybe like 3-4 weeks and I assumed it was senioritis but when he came back and attended class he told me he went through a bad breakup. Which made me feel bad for him as a friend. Fast forward about a month or 2 later, we continued to talk (sometimes on text) but mostly in person. We then did a class project together and started to get closer. Which is normal because we’ve always had an oddly close relationship. I’ve always thought of it as sister-brother type thing but one day I punched him and he held my hand in an intimate way and would play with my fingers, which got me confused but I didn’t think anything of it for a while. Cause I’m slow asf. It got to the point where he offered to drop drinks off to my house, and he even came from work to drop me off to my sisters house 15 minutes away from his job. Atp my sister suspected if he liked me but honestly I had my doubts because his other 2 gfs were nothing like me, and he’s kind of out of my league. She brought up a point and said that “no guy would go out of their way to help out a friend” but honestly, what if he’s just super friendly? Or if he feels an obligation to pay me back for basically doing his projects for him? Idk but after that I asked one of my friends and it sounded like he liked me. But I never thought that was the case because he’s kind of confusing…. A few of my friends have seen me waking around with him in the halls and suspected we were something because of how close we would walk and how he would lean down to hear me but it could be because he’s 6 foot and I’m 5’2 lmao. One of my friends pointed out that when he talks to me, he genuinely looks at my face but isn’t that like human manners?? Fast forward a few weeks, prom was in about 2 weeks and one of my senior gfs invited me to be her “date” so I asked him if he was going and he said that he had no clue. So I then asked him if he was going with anyone and then he asked if I was going, and ofc my big mouth goes “im going with my friend because it’s her last party type thing before she leaves” and he replies “oh” and goes “I was gonna ask someone to prom but they can’t go anymore.” And I didn’t think anything of it for the full day but then I came to the realization that he was talking about me… which maybe was a stretch. Like don’t get me wrong, he’s a really good looking dude. He could have like 20 girls lined up. So that day we talked about relationships and our love languages and if he would keep a relationship even if it was really long distance, which he replied “if she was worth it, I’d make it work” and THAT ladies and gentlemen had my stomach produce FUCKING BUTTERFLIES. And that when I kind I knew I liked him, because holy damn. After that, it was prom and he saw me and asked to take a picture together. WHICH I LOOKED HORRENDOUS in but he looked really cute. I’m not photogenic and I’m just not really a girl that likes makeup and dressing up. My senior friend asked me who he was and if we were anything, and I told her as it was. “We’re just friends” which is what every girl says about a guy she likes sob. Later on, me and my friend went to hotpot, and she asked me if something was going on between us because she could feel the tension but idk man. I thought it was awkward as hell because his friends were looking at us and kinda cheering. After prom he didn’t show up to school for like 3 weeks haha. But on his final day he showed up and bought me Starbucks because I wanted it. And didn’t get anything for his friends or himself. Needless to say, we don’t hang out, out of school and he rarely texts me or anyone. So. The question is does he like me, or is he just being nice to me because he’s a genuine person. And if he does like me, do I start something with him, knowing that he’s leaving for college? Because honestly im a low maintenance person but I don’t do well with distance, and I don’t wanna feel like im holding him back from his life. What do I do?
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2023.05.31 05:36 Appropriate_Test_625 so there’s this boy..
I’ve been talking to this “dude” for about 2 years now. I met him when I was a freshmen and he was a junior. At the time we met he had a gf and they’d been together for 3 years when they broke it off during summer vcay. And after that we found out we also had the same class AGAIN. Because he has changed his course requests. That leads me to this year, where I am a old sophomore (16) and he is a young senior (18). We reconnected but didn’t talk at all during the summer because he had gotten with another girl and asked her out during homecoming. And they ended things off about a month after. He didn’t got to school for maybe like 3-4 weeks and I assumed it was senioritis but when he came back and attended class he told me he went through a bad breakup. Which made me feel bad for him as a friend. Fast forward about a month or 2 later, we continued to talk (sometimes on text) but mostly in person. We then did a class project together and started to get closer. Which is normal because we’ve always had an oddly close relationship. I’ve always thought of it as sister-brother type thing but one day I punched him and he held my hand in an intimate way and would play with my fingers, which got me confused but I didn’t think anything of it for a while. Cause I’m slow asf. It got to the point where he offered to drop drinks off to my house, and he even came from work to drop me off to my sisters house 15 minutes away from his job. Atp my sister suspected if he liked me but honestly I had my doubts because his other 2 gfs were nothing like me, and he’s kind of out of my league. She brought up a point and said that “no guy would go out of their way to help out a friend” but honestly, what if he’s just super friendly? Or if he feels an obligation to pay me back for basically doing his projects for him? Idk but after that I asked one of my friends and it sounded like he liked me. But I never thought that was the case because he’s kind of confusing…. A few of my friends have seen me waking around with him in the halls and suspected we were something because of how close we would walk and how he would lean down to hear me but it could be because he’s 6 foot and I’m 5’2 lmao. One of my friends pointed out that when he talks to me, he genuinely looks at my face but isn’t that like human manners?? Fast forward a few weeks, prom was in about 2 weeks and one of my senior gfs invited me to be her “date” so I asked him if he was going and he said that he had no clue. So I then asked him if he was going with anyone and then he asked if I was going, and ofc my big mouth goes “im going with my friend because it’s her last party type thing before she leaves” and he replies “oh” and goes “I was gonna ask someone to prom but they can’t go anymore.” And I didn’t think anything of it for the full day but then I came to the realization that he was talking about me… which maybe was a stretch. Like don’t get me wrong, he’s a really good looking dude. He could have like 20 girls lined up. So that day we talked about relationships and our love languages and if he would keep a relationship even if it was really long distance, which he replied “if she was worth it, I’d make it work” and THAT ladies and gentlemen had my stomach produce FUCKING BUTTERFLIES. And that when I kind I knew I liked him, because holy damn. After that, it was prom and he saw me and asked to take a picture together. WHICH I LOOKED HORRENDOUS in but he looked really cute. I’m not photogenic and I’m just not really a girl that likes makeup and dressing up. My senior friend asked me who he was and if we were anything, and I told her as it was. “We’re just friends” which is what every girl says about a guy she likes sob. Later on, me and my friend went to hotpot, and she asked me if something was going on between us because she could feel the tension but idk man. I thought it was awkward as hell because his friends were looking at us and kinda cheering. After prom he didn’t show up to school for like 3 weeks haha. But on his final day he showed up and bought me Starbucks because I wanted it. And didn’t get anything for his friends or himself. Needless to say, we don’t hang out, out of school and he rarely texts me or anyone. So. The question is does he like me, or is he just being nice to me because he’s a genuine person. And if he does like me, do I start something with him, knowing that he’s leaving for college? Because honestly im a low maintenance person but I don’t do well with distance, and I don’t wanna feel like im holding him back from his life. What do I do?
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2023.05.31 04:52 Appropriate_Test_625 so there’s this boy..
I’ve been talking to this “dude” for about 2 years now. I met him when I was a freshmen and he was a junior. At the time we met he had a gf and they’d been together for 3 years when they broke it off during summer vcay. And after that we found out we also had the same class AGAIN. Because he has changed his course requests. That leads me to this year, where I am a old sophomore (16) and he is a young senior (18). We reconnected but didn’t talk at all during the summer because he had gotten with another girl and asked her out during homecoming. And they ended things off about a month after. He didn’t got to school for maybe like 3-4 weeks and I assumed it was senioritis but when he came back and attended class he told me he went through a bad breakup. Which made me feel bad for him as a friend. Fast forward about a month or 2 later, we continued to talk (sometimes on text) but mostly in person. We then did a class project together and started to get closer. Which is normal because we’ve always had an oddly close relationship. I’ve always thought of it as sister-brother type thing but one day I punched him and he held my hand in an intimate way and would play with my fingers, which got me confused but I didn’t think anything of it for a while. Cause I’m slow asf. It got to the point where he offered to drop drinks off to my house, and he even came from work to drop me off to my sisters house 15 minutes away from his job. Atp my sister suspected if he liked me but honestly I had my doubts because his other 2 gfs were nothing like me, and he’s kind of out of my league. She brought up a point and said that “no guy would go out of their way to help out a friend” but honestly, what if he’s just super friendly? Or if he feels an obligation to pay me back for basically doing his projects for him? Idk but after that I asked one of my friends and it sounded like he liked me. But I never thought that was the case because he’s kind of confusing…. A few of my friends have seen me waking around with him in the halls and suspected we were something because of how close we would walk and how he would lean down to hear me but it could be because he’s 6 foot and I’m 5’2 lmao. One of my friends pointed out that when he talks to me, he genuinely looks at my face but isn’t that like human manners?? Fast forward a few weeks, prom was in about 2 weeks and one of my senior gfs invited me to be her “date” so I asked him if he was going and he said that he had no clue. So I then asked him if he was going with anyone and then he asked if I was going, and ofc my big mouth goes “im going with my friend because it’s her last party type thing before she leaves” and he replies “oh” and goes “I was gonna ask someone to prom but they can’t go anymore.” And I didn’t think anything of it for the full day but then I came to the realization that he was talking about me… which maybe was a stretch. Like don’t get me wrong, he’s a really good looking dude. He could have like 20 girls lined up. So that day we talked about relationships and our love languages and if he would keep a relationship even if it was really long distance, which he replied “if she was worth it, I’d make it work” and THAT ladies and gentlemen had my stomach produce FUCKING BUTTERFLIES. And that when I kind I knew I liked him, because holy damn. After that, it was prom and he saw me and asked to take a picture together. WHICH I LOOKED HORRENDOUS in but he looked really cute. I’m not photogenic and I’m just not really a girl that likes makeup and dressing up. My senior friend asked me who he was and if we were anything, and I told her as it was. “We’re just friends” which is what every girl says about a guy she likes sob. Later on, me and my friend went to hotpot, and she asked me if something was going on between us because she could feel the tension but idk man. I thought it was awkward as hell because his friends were looking at us and kinda cheering. After prom he didn’t show up to school for like 3 weeks haha. But on his final day he showed up and bought me Starbucks because I wanted it. And didn’t get anything for his friends or himself. Needless to say, we don’t hang out, out of school and he rarely texts me or anyone. So. The question is does he like me, or is he just being nice to me because he’s a genuine person. And if he does like me, do I start something with him, knowing that he’s leaving for college? Because honestly im a low maintenance person but I don’t do well with distance, and I don’t wanna feel like im holding him back from his life. What do I do?
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