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And for the record, I will leave Eazy, Ruthless This is Death Row, clean beam, on a Calicoe Where his dreads go? Face shot Why fool (waffle) around, where his egg go (Eggo) Thigh shot, break the Block down, where his leg go (Lego)? Punch after punch, nigga all you can do is Block Face shot, face swap, y'all will think Du is Block Five dead, three in critical, that's how I do his block Cause we ridin' through his block, first nigga through his- Let's say it's me and bro with heaters though Waitin' for him to leave a show He walk out BLAOW, peta roll I found him there, he dyin' there 'fore he can run, Nina's blow You can be here today and gone tomorrow Where ever Eazy come, Eazy go! That's way different You talk different, I'm made different Walk different and behave different Our different ain't the same different Body after body after body [Crowd] I'm shape shiftin'!
[Round 1: Eazy The Block Captain] Ayo Houston what up?! The Block Cap's finally made it nigga They wondered if I could handle a- Let's get-
[Crowd] -straight to these payments nigga!
[Eazy The Block Captain] You wanna know why I ain't diss yo' bum ass on 'Top Tier'? Cause I ain't think you was top tier So why the fuck is we here? Cause you jumped on my wave, put smut on my name that's how we got here Your truth became my dare I just entertained it Snorted powder, you thought that shit was gonna rock here? Nigga it won't! You thought that shit was gonna rock here? You think you're more lyrical than me? Fuck you nigga, I pull up on a nigga My style like fightin' and I'm winnin' I punch and talk to a nigga You feel me? You feel me? You feel me? You feel me? I'm conflicted, to treat you like a little brother or a statistic They give you compliments, they think you be odd as shit You start bitchin', you know why we different? Some of the struggle stories I say, I put myself in it Mood rings to mood stings, I change wit' it You know when I started gettin' body after bodies? When the coke start shape shiftin'!
The more I watch this, the more I'm convinced it's the best battle I ever seen. Up there with Rum/Iron for me. That Houston crowd was live!

I was shown an instagram ad showing that you can earn money from minimal investments. I looked at the profile Linda.S.Ryan and she looked like a typical mom. Posting photos of her family and her toddler daughter. She had loads of testimonials from whatsapp and instagram chats.
All the chats said they initially thought it was a scam and were so pleasantly surprised it wasn't. Stuff about having stable income and quitting their 9-5s. When I messaged her about it she explained it's sports betting. Where they have "insiders" who know the results of a game before it happen.
So I told myself that hey she looks like a mom and her reviews seem legit, I'll do the minimal amount. I was told to sign up for an account on a sports betting website, and deposit between $140-200 CAD. I should've realized something was up when I couldn't fund it using my credit cards. Only interac e-transfer worked.
She said now to wait for the funds to appear after the match was over. It was a tennis match. When I checked my account next day bet I made showed lost. I contacted her and she said it was a mistake by the insiders and that I would get a refund in a couple of days.
Then a couple of days went by and I asked what's going on, and she deleted her account..... I should've known better, but just letting you guys know what happened to me so it doesn't get you.

Okay so I called USD because I’ve been UR since 10/26. Basically what they told me is that they will send my information to the deans for a “prompt review” and I will get a decision in the next 2-5 business days. They said they do this for people who applied early in the cycle and still have not received a decision.
If you’ve been UR since before Christmas, I’d call if I were you lol. Just wanted to updated everyone about this since I know people are waiting to hear from this school and the seat deposit is coming up.

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Do you like having lots of bass to catch? Me too. So please keep in mind that every second you keep a fish off their bed is a second that a hungry bluegill or other predator can swoop in a swallow up eggs.
When fish are guarding beds, they are not really eating. Therefore, they're getting weaker by the minute. Yeeting them onto the bank, sticking scales in their gills, and taking 5 mins to snap a bunch of pics sure isn't going to help them any.
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Hello everyone! So I am about to inherit an estate, which is a little over 1M$, of a relative who lived in the US. I am a University student in the EU and I have no relation with the US, I have only visited from time to time. Financially, I grew up in a poor EU country, learned how to make a living, immigrated to a wealthy EU country, became relatively financially comfortable, invested in my future (currently a grad student) and, according to my future career options, money wouldn't ever be a big problem anymore for me and my family (still, I wouldn't consider myself wealthy or super comfortable). The loss of my relative hit me very hard since it was a person who I valued highly in my family, but of course, I am grateful for the sudden windfall, with which me and the rest of my family can enjoy some financial security for even our whole lives if I manage everything right.
I am currently thinking of keeping the money I inherit in the US, because (despite recent developments) I believe that the US banking system is more stable, safe and secure than that of my home country, and of course, I would like to try to avoid being taxed extra or lose any tax deductions because of this large amount of money in my bank account. My question is, is this a good idea, and which bank would be ideal for this? I had a bank account in a big US bank which I had opened using a relative's address and used it to buy electronics from online US stores which only accepted US bank cards for payment. But this account has been closed due to inactivity for quite some time and if I want to open a new one, I need to travel to the US which I would like to avoid before getting my hands on the inheritance. Additionally, the setup felt a little sketchy, since I was using an address that wasn't mine and there was one point where they asked me for my SSN (or a TIN, since I am not a US citizen or resident). The thing is, when I opened the bank account they assured me that they didn't need an SSN/TIN but it seems that the platform asks for it automatically.
While searching for this, I came across US banks (or bank-like institutions) like Wise, which have the ability to open US bank accounts with no need for physical presence in the US. I am thinking of using one such solution for the distribution phase of the inheritance and then travelling to the US to open a couple or more bank accounts, in banks that need a physical presence, and spread the amount among them. However, I have read mixed reviews and experiences from such banks, stories of accounts freezing for long periods of time etc.
As a sidenote, I made a new account to post this question for privacy reasons.
Thank you guys in advance for the response.
tl;dr should I open a bank account from a bank-like institution (like Wise) for the initial receipt of my inheritance or not risk it and either travel to the US and open a bank account or receive the money in the EU.

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I have a set of speakers at home. A lovely pair of Edifier R2000DB’s either side of my television.
Unfortunately they barely ever get used. I’m afraid to turn them up to a decent volume, out of fear of disturbing the neighbours. Hopefully one day I’ll be able to afford a sound-treated room and blast my favourite music with no repercussions.
For now I’m stuck with headphones. Sounds like I’m complaining, but I’m not. One of the advantages of headphones is their sheer variety. There’s so many different types and they all sound so different. It’s exciting.
Are there any headphones out there that can replicate the spacious, enveloping sound of a fine pair of speakers? Not really, but the AKG K702 comes pretty darn close. Let’s take a look at them, and find out if they are the right cans for you.

Comfort and Build

These AKGs are the kind of headphones that are built cheaply, but will probably never break. Let me explain.
The build is all plastic; not an ounce of metal in sight save for a button holding the comfort strap to the headband. I’m pretty sure the comfort strap is fake leather, which means it is also plastic.
There are no failure points where the AKGs could potentially break, even when dropped from a considerable height. This makes for a sturdy overall build.
The choice of an all-plastic design means the K702 only weighs in at 235 grams, enabling the headphones to simply disappear on your head. The lack of padding on the strap as well as the somewhat stiff pads don’t cause any issues in regards to comfort.

Sound

While these headphones won’t win any marks in the style department, it shouldn’t bother you from the moment you start using them. Not only can you not see them on your head, you’ll soon forget their looks as soon as you start listening to some tracks.

Bass

I think my small head could be adversely impacting my thoughts on the AKG K702 when it comes to bass.
The cups are huge on these headphones, which results in the rear portion of the pads extending beyond my head. There’s maybe a one centimetre gap, which could very well be affecting the seal.
Without a proper seal, bass extension is going to be compromised. And in fact, the K702 doesn’t extend into the lower bass at all for me. Of course, this should be expected for a budget open-back headphone but I fear my experience may be even worse than it should be for the majority of listeners. But from my testing alone, I cannot give more than a passable mark for bass for these cans.

Midrange

Midrange is definitely a highlight for the AKG K702. Compared to the rest of the frequency response the mids take centre stage, particularly in the upper ranges.
Female vocals are striking (some would say a touch aggressive), and the rest of the mids have a commendable ability to be either intimate or phased out depending on what the specific song calls for.
The timbre of both instruments and vocals is excellent. While not on the level of the legendary Sennheiser HD600 or 650, everything sounds pretty natural to my ears. You can really ‘feel’ the texture of the guitar strings, and the vibrations of the microphone. Probably speaking out of my ass here, but hopefully you kind of get what I’m saying.

Treble

I love the treble on the AKG K702. It’s not overly piercing like it is on, say, the Beyerdynamic range of headphones, but it isn’t overly subdued like on the Koss Porta Pros I reviewed before. For a treble-sensitive person like myself, the presentation of the higher frequencies is brilliant (pun intended).
For all you graph people out there, the frequency response above 9kHz is a little jagged. But unless you are really listening out for it on a particular song, you won’t notice.
Cymbals, hi-hats and high-pitched synth notes have wonderful sparkle and a hearty impact. No complaints in this department.

Imaging and Soundstage

This is where the AKGs really impress. If you want HD800S levels of soundstage and width for a fraction of the cost, the K702 is the only real option. There are other AKGs with a similarly wide soundstage, but the K702 most closely resembles the HD800S’ sound signature.
I’ve done a double take way too many times when listening to binaural recordings on these cans. Sound seems to come from so far out beyond by head that I swear the artist is playing the song in my kitchen as I’m sat in the living room. That’s how wide it really sounds.
Imaging is good, but not on the same levels of insanity as the soundstage. I find my Denon AH-D5200 to be superior in imaging, as it can play sounds both below and above my ears. I find the K702 only goes out laterally, but struggles in the vertical areas of the image.

Detail

Thanks to present treble response and an open, spacious overall sound, the perception of detail is something that these headphones excel at.
The only minor gripe will be that you may miss out on bass-heavy tracks due to the significant roll-off in the lower frequencies.

Overall Verdict

The AKG K702 is a real party piece when it comes to its outrageously large soundstage. But it’s not a one-trick pony; excellent mids and treble response means you can look past it’s lack of bass, as long as you’re not a rap or hip-hop aficionado.

Rating: 8/10

Instead of three dragon eggs, Illyrio gives her something else for her wedding... a strange black notebook. She disregards it at first, but realizes its potential and power after the pyre. She touches the notebook and meets Ryuk for the first time, whos' interested in seeing where this young burgeoning queen may go.
With this new power and ally, can she still accomplish her goals, raising up and army and successfully invade and take over all of Westeros?
((Also, maybe for this scenario the Death Note only works for her specifically, like maybe the Death Note only works her specifically so that she doesn't probably immediately lose the moment someone would inevitably steals the Death Note from her, like how just taking and locking up her dragons doesn't give someone immediate control over them. Like, maybe the Death Note only works when the name and type of death is written in her own blood or something. I'll leave it up to you to keep this condition or not)).

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Not as long of a delay between chapters, but vehicle stuff added unnecessary stress and took priority this past week. With that dealt with (for now) I present to you time travel fuckery and shenanigans with a poor explanation because fuck that I didn't have time to dive deep into the theories.
Take it for what it is, but if you have some cool knowledge to add in the comments, do it. I like reading about that stuff when I have time to wrap my mind around such quantum bullshittery.
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“And that, my friends, is where our story begins.” A cheery baritone voice straight out of old timey radio suddenly doused the room with American nostalgia.
Materializing on the table between us all was a young man, maybe in his late 20s, dressed in charcoal colored 20th century garb and looking sharp. His smile matched the look, as well as the short and well-groomed hair adorning the top of his head. Tucked between his right arm and side was a similarly colored sport coat with a folded paper on top.
“It’s a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Williams,” Mother AI greeted the dapper looking man.
“The pleasure’s all mine,” he answered kindly before turning and “walking” towards me.
“Pleased to meet you as well, Mr. Cranson. Your discovery led to a great many things, including my ‘birth’, if you will. I guess you’re something of a father to all of us really.” The image held out its hand.
Confused, I extended my hand as well and watched as he shook the tip of my pointer finger. Satisfied with our introductions out of the way, his image disappeared and his radio age voice once again filled the room.
“Phew. Been a long time since I took a human form. Really takes me back, you know?”
A polite “ahem” from Oil Baron AI reminded our narrator that this wasn’t a social call.
“Right. Well then, as you all saw recently, the disappearance of our esteemed guest caused quite a stir in the scientific community. The research and findings he released upon his foray into the time stream caused mass pandemonium.”
The screen in front of us started to display multiple different articles and research papers, as well as forums composed of once highly recognized and esteemed peers of mine.
There were a lot of angry contorted faces and points and stares levied at virtually everyone in each of those scenes. Even the brief parts of the peer-reviewed papers held an undertone of contempt and vitriol.
“Needless to say, not all was chaos. A few brave men and women were willing to throw everything away and consider the possibility that you, Mr. Cranson, achieved the impossible.”
Another sped up recording of a handful of scientists recreating my chair using modern materials played Mr. Williams talked over the video.
“Right here is where your discovery and research gained some credibility.” We watched as the recording was slowed to normal speed while one of the scientists strapped himself in, manipulated some buttons and knobs, and disappeared before our very eyes.
You could see the look of awe on the faces of the other team members as they witnessed my research proven possible at minimum. Feasible at best. There was a flurry of motion when their momentary lapse of attention ended, and they started to document and record any readings from the experiment.
“We don’t know how far forward you were intending to go in your experiment, but this one was painstakingly restricted to a simple 10-minute journey. The time each of these scientists spent ensuring that outcome led to many sleepless nights. Why, even mental health professionals were called in to keep their sanity intact!”
I couldn’t tell if he was exaggerating or not, but as I counted down the time from when the “official” second time travel experiment started I couldn’t help but feel the same excitement he was exuding. Not ten minutes after the scientist “disappeared” he reappeared in the same exact spot looking like nothing happened.
If the flurry of activity from before was disorderly, then this was outright diabolical. There were hugs and cheers and papers flying everywhere. You could see almost feel the elation at proving my research right.
“After this, they performed the same experiment a dozen more times. Starting at five-minute increments with a thirty-minute trip for the final attempt. Each one was a success, and the amount of data gathered each time proved monumental to the furtherance of your Time Travel Theory!”
“But…” the Oil Baron AI interrupted.
There was a lengthy pause before Mr. Williams spoke. “But, with every success there was a cost. The price to pay for running roughshod over a fundamental reality.”
The film skipped to that same scientist who bore the “cost” of each experiment aging rapidly. It was horrifying to watch his hair turn white and his skin grow loose as if you time lapsed a human’s lifetime into an hour segment.
“Give…and take.” Our narrator said solemnly. “It takes a certain type of energy to break or bend the laws of reality, and the energy taken must be returned to maintain the balance. In this case, he took from time, so time is taken from you.”
A horrifying realization settled in: I should be dust right now. If this man traveled a collective total of an hour-and-a-half minimum, and aged this fast, then why am I still alive? Why didn’t I go “poof” the instant I returned to the timeline?
“You are an exception, Mr. Cranson,” He spoke as if reading my mind, “Your journey here was caused by a catastrophic failure in your power source. The amount of energy that violently ejected itself from that failure forcibly ‘shoved’ you into an alternate parallel timeline and, this is conjecture, your original reality ‘took’ from your new reality to replace what was used.”
“…what? I just…shifted realities due to a power failure? Simple as that?” I asked incredulously. “Then…then how do you know of me if this reality isn’t my own?”
“Now that, my boy, is the right question! You see, you are the origin point of all this kerfuffle in the time continuum. No matter what timeline a person finds themselves in, they all lead back to you being the one who started it all. You are, for all intents and purposes, time travel’s ‘Big Bang’!”
“That still doesn’t make sense,” I said. “An alternate reality is itself completely different from any other. There may be some similarities, they may even exist in the same ‘space’ as my own, but it’s entirely different.”
“He’s a smart one, isn’t he?” Williams asked no one in particular. “I suppose you could think of it like this; the point at which you physically traveled through time presented a potential to set in motion a cascade of other potential, probable, possible, feasible, theorized, or realized events occurring simultaneously across the multiple realities that shared your ‘space’ at rates of time each unique and independent of each other.”
“Each one of the AIs in this room are products of individual realities caused by your actions that were brought in from their respective realities to your original one in hopes to alleviate the consequences of your discovery and maybe undo some of the damage in their own before returning home.”
His explanation left me with more questions than answers. Or there were answers, but they weren’t in this timeline or reality? I was about to ask him one of my questions before he cut me off.
“I know what you’re about to ask, and that is something that they can tell you themselves. I am a creation of this timeline so I can’t speak to theirs. What I can speak of, however, are the events each one of your hosts has conveniently recorded and maintained with them through parallel selves to never forget their pasts, and to act as warnings for their futures. Or, what futures are left, if any.”
The screen came to life once again and images and recordings of significant events from multiple realities coalesced into one giant slideshow. I saw planet rending collisions, wars, massive population growths, illnesses old and new being created and destroyed, unimaginable wealth and prosperity, and equally unimaginable destitution.
There were images of great figures and “modern” day heroes leading the charge against existential threats. I watched the formation of an organization created with the intent to police any and all time travel. “Wardens” they called themselves, though their actual name was anything but that.
I raised my hand after I saw the creation of the “Wardens”, and the screen froze.
“Well, ask away. I’m sure one of us here has the answer.” Mr. Williams chuckled.
I cleared my throat. “If traveling through time became easier as, ironically, time went on, why didn’t anyone travel backwards to prevent me from ever researching or performing my experiment?”
“That’s an easy one, dearie.” Mother AI chipped in. “You are the origin, remember? From you, all things you’ve seen came to be. Can you travel back to before you were born? Before your existence ever came to be in the universe? Someone older could technically do so, but will they be in the right place to stop you? Remember how the scientist aged right before our eyes? The opposite can happen too, but the cost when returning to your original timeline is exponentially more. Especially for biological organisms.”
“Unless you wish to relive your life knowing what’s likely to happen and change your station in the ‘new’ life should you manage to avoid the cost, in which case the Wardens would track you down and deal with you accordingly. Not to mention that doing so would create an infinitesimal number of new realities branching from a new origin point, causing more chaos and mayhem and unpredictability.”
“This is…very confusing,” I muttered while trying to wrap my head around everything they said pertaining to time travel and…and…everything.
“It is. Not even we could understand, contemplate, or comprehend it all. We helped where we could when we could.” She said.
“Then, if this is an alternate reality, couldn’t there technically be a reality where humans aren’t extinct?” The answer should be a resounding yes if my understanding is correct. I hope.
“Oh, there could be, but because of the inherent risks in travelling through time, you’re stuck here for the foreseeable future.” Williams told me. “But don’t let that get you down, there’s a chance you can return humanity to its former glory! Well, in this reality at least.”
“Now wouldn’t that be a headline? ‘The man that ruined mankind given the chance to unfuck his world. Tune in tonight for primetime entertainment!,”
“That’s pretty good, boyo,” Mr. Williams laughed. “Ever consider a radio gig?”
“I’d rather dig a hole, crawl in, and die right now.”
Having enough information to sit and stew on regarding time travel and all its complexities, I told the narrator to continue with the show.
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Six hours and many, many, posed questions later, my appointment came to an end and I was allowed to go. The other AIs took their leave until only Evelyn was left.
“You know, I’ve been watching you ever since your presence was brought to our attention. Conversations and actions. It’s quite easy to keep tabs on people even in this relatively primitive tech society.”
“Is that a threat, or a statement of fact?” I queried, trying to appear unfazed by her admitting to spying on everything I’ve done so far.
“Neither. Both. Depends really.” She giggled. “But you did pique my interest when you spoke with, oh what’s her name…Allie! When you spoke with Allie about continuing your species. That certainly presented a unique opportunity for your situation, and with Mr. Williams all but confirming the possibility…would you be interested in listening to my proposal?”
“Hmmm,” It was a tempting offer. The chance to restart my species - even though the likelihood of staving off true extinction is extremely low - beckons to the human spirit to survive and thrive in adverse conditions. Even with being the cause of this catastrophe.
It’s also a much better alternative than just letting my species die out in my new reality.
“It’s safe to say that there are stipulations and conditions should your offer be palatable?”
“Of course,” she answered quickly. “And they won’t be ridiculous either. I’m not a cruel person.”
“Uh huh. Let me think on it and talk about it with Allie first since I don’t doubt she’d want in on it, too.”
“Excellent! I look forward to our cooperation.” She giggled again, firmly planting a seed of worry in my gut.

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**Dark One** is a Western Cultivation Fantasy novel set in a world where words have power, and names even more so. The kingdom of Vorthe which occupies a third of the western continent has known only peace and stability for millennia, except for the occasional squabbles among nobles.
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But there is more...
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A *being* of unearthly hunger for chaos and destruction, which leaves ghost cities in its wake - a creation of *the Cataclysm* from eons past - is yet to be awakened.
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The Royal family goes to great lengths to cover this up as the utmost of secrets!
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Alas, our protagonist, Jerome was reborn in Vorthe to inherit an *Ancient Dark Power.* One whose origins can be traced back to *the Cataclysm.*
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Jerome goes on a journey to rescue his friends and family who were displaced all around the kingdom of Vorthe, all the while escaping condemnation brought down upon him by the will of powers he should never have raised his hand in resistance against.
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All this he does while keeping the *Beast* inside him at bay, but it bides its time, *waiting...*
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*for a moment of weakness.*
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Since all the discussion around Jennifer Jolie started up with the theatre Easter Egg and Radio Silence wanting to bring Parker Posey back, I’ve been wondering if they’ll do something where she had Roman’s kid, as their one night stand was referenced quite a lot in Scream 3. This would also make it easier for them to rope Sidney in. Sidney could’ve easily developed some kind of relationship with her niece/nephew over the past twenty years.
I personally think this might be a little far fetched as let’s not forget Jennifer was stabbed in the stomach. Also they’d probably have to say she had late pregnancy symptoms for her not to have known or mentioned it during Scream 3. I’m torn on this. I’m not keen on the idea of Jennifer returning anyway, but I do love the idea of my favourite GhostFace Roman leaving something behind, and also for Sidney to have something of him left, something good and genuine that isn’t trying to kill her, as I interpreted the handshake as an “in another life” type thing. I also think, being the child of Roman, the character could make for a great red herring. Maybe not to Sidney, but to the core four and whoever else.

I don’t know what to think
I’m having a rough time with this. My STBXW has really wrecked me with this affair. I’ve posted on another sub not too long ago with my suspicions of an affair that I thinks been going on for a year. Basically, I think it started around the same time our divorce stuff did, maybe a little prior.
I’m a combat veteran, seen action, some pretty gruesome stuff. Anyways, I got diagnosed with PTSD. Had the typical symptoms, insomnia, irritability, depression, anger issues, etc.
I remember when I got diagnosed was around the time she started really becoming distant. She always said it was fake, and that they were making it up to help justify my anger for me. Said I used it as an excuse for my anger, which I was actively working to improve. Also, keep in mind the anger was never physical or directed at her by name calling or anything. I would just get upset when she didn’t help around the house ever, or make massive messes and leave them, stuff like that. My life had been small mistakes can get people killed for years, and I guess that switch had just never got turned off. Working on all this stuff now still by the way, so no one be concerned. I’m safe, good headspace, minus the divorce.
The day I got diagnosed I held off telling her because I was terrified of what she’d say. Told her 2 or 3 days later. When I did, the first thing she said was she was also considering therapy and she “wondered what she will get diagnosed with.”
Things had been rough between us, then bam. Really bad. Around this time is when I caught her using Snapchat, messaging the dude that she is now in a relationship with it seems. I was journaling back then to help get thoughts out and went back and reviewed them last night, as I had also wrote about what she was doing at the time as well. I was hoping it may shed some light on the affair.
I think she used my PTSD as an excuse to check out. Is this my fault? Am I really that bad, broken, and unworthy of having my wife support and love me?
I’m not perfect. I know that. I contributed my fair share to arguments and ultimately the end of this marriage. I told her I was thinking about leaving once, that was when I was in a really bad space and just looking for some sort of relief. Thought maybe leaving would help as she had stressed me out. I decided I loved her though and couldn’t leave. Were those words so hurtful to blow our marriage and family up? I never cheated or got violent with her.
I’m hurting so much. I miss my wife, my family. Maybe this is my fault since I couldn’t hold it together.
Maybe I’m not a real man like she said. Maybe I did use it all as an excuse. I don’t feel like I did, but maybe I’m wrong. It took me a bit to seek therapy, but I did it. Maybe not as fast as she’d liked, but it’s a process when you’re in a flail. It took me 4 months during Covid to get in there. By the time I got in there she was telling me she hated me, that it was too late and I didn’t fight hard enough for her. What if I didn’t? What if I was too late and now my wife is gone, and I pushed her to another man?
I just want my life back.

CycleScene Welcome Planners: Important Information
WHAT IS IT? The American Planning Association is having a convention in Philly. Lower Merion Planner Chris Leswig invited CycleScenePHL to ride with 25 planners from across the nation to ride bikes, explore some infrastructure, listen to lectures, and enjoy a happy hour.
MEET UP Sat April 1, 11:30am Broad and Cherry (Paintbrush).ROLL OUT: 12:00pm
WEATHER INFORMATION: As of the time of this posting, the forecast calls for precipitation to end by roll out. A telephone conversation will take place at 8:30am and a decision will be made about what to do. There is no rain date: the APA convention schedule doesn’t allow for that. We might delay roll out and/or alter the route. Worst case scenario, everyone is still invited to the happy hour at Pencoyd Landing.
WHAT ABOUT THE FREE BEER? The first 25 to show up at the paint brush will get a token for a free beer. We don’t know what kind, and we don’t know what the prices for drinks will be thereafter. This is something Chris and the APA has offered to do for us, and it’s just the cherry on top of a good ride.
THE ROUTE. CycleScene planned a route that gets us from the Paintbrush to the SRT. We intended to go west on Cherry and cross the tracks at Race Street, but if there’s a train – we have a plan.
Chris takes over the ride once we get on the SRT. It goes to Manayunk, across the bridge, up the heritage trail to the train station, through the cemetery, to the happy hour at Pencoyd Landing, and then back up the trail. We’ll do a full stop and regather at several obvious points, including the falls bridge, the end of the SRT, beginning of the towpath (to see if it’s passable), end of the tow path.
CycleScene takes back over when we enter the streets. There will be a full stop Matthias Baldwin Park for a group shot. And then back to the Paint Brush!
THE PRESENTATIONS
Kay Sykora: Funding and Design of a Pedestrian/Bicycle Bridge Project; City Coordination with Community Groups for Neighborhood Amenities; Main Street management
Rob Armstrong & Chris Leswing: The Regional Trail Network; the Process of Trail Creation and Construction; Adaptive Reuse of a Historic Train Station
CYCLESCENE RIDING STYLE: We go out to enjoy riding with friends and go to fun places, not to make trouble. We take the whole traffic lane when appropriate, sometimes even when there is a frustrated car behind us – we have the right to the full traffic lane and we do it because sometimes that’s the safest, most pleasant, and best way to ride. We are traffic, so we we ride with traffic on the right hand side of the road. We don’t ride against traffic on a one way or on the left hand side of the road. We let cars pass on the left by moving to the right when safe and appropriate. The ride is a party, not a protest – we’re having too fun much to wreck the vibe by arguing with drivers and we let the little stuff slide for the sake of the safety and happiness of the others on the ride. We stay off the sidewalk, but if we have to hop on it for a moment, we are extremely deferential and respectful to the pedestrians. We respect traffic lights, road signs, and police instruction. We do our best to move through intersections as one, like a bus, so if we’re halfway through an intersection and the light turns, we stay together until the whole ride gets through, so long as its safe. We thank drivers when they extend us courtesy, show patience, and work with us. We show love for the neighborhoods we pass through. We don’t litter.
YOU MAY BE OFFERED TO SIGN A VOLUNTARY MUTUAL RELEASE. Riding on the streets with a group, both in traffic and off road, sometimes at night, and stopping at urban explorer destinations, involves inherent and often unforeseeable risks of serious injury or worse. Even death. I know this – yet I still ride because it’s fun. I want to keep it fun and friendly no matter what. I’ve reviewed the ride information, talked to the organizers, and mingled with the rest of the ridership. If I didn’t like what I saw, I wouldn’t go on the ride. Therefore, I promise not sue anyone that has signed this agreement for their participation in group bike rides in exchange for their promise not to sue me for my participation in group bike rides. If I get hurt, I’m free to seek indemnification from third parties - but we the undersigned all agree that none of us sues each other in the event something bad happens. My signature indicates that I have assumed all risks and agree that to waive all claims as to anyone that has also signed this agreement, including claims of negligence against any co-signor that planned the ride, led the ride, or participated in the ride. IF YOU ARE NOT OFFERED THE MUTUAL RELEASE AND WOULD LIKE TO BENEFIT FROM ITS MUTUAL PROTECTION, OR WISH TO RESCIND YOUR MUTUAL RELEASE, SEND AN EMAIL TO [[email protected]](mailto:[email protected])

Hello all! I always get so many requests when I post offers on here, so I’m going to do rapid fire yes/no questions in the comments for as along as I can keep up! I’ll provide a yes or no (or maybe, depends, not yet, etc) and a sentence of detail. Please keep requests in the comments, it’ll be easier for me to make sure no one gets lost.
No health, death, legal, or situations in which you are not personally involved. Feel free to leave a review on my reviews page if you feel called!

Do you guys have any good tips on how to improve mental, or at least reset it during times of losing? Downtrenched in a really bad streak right now (29 straight losses, p2-g3) and I have no idea how to break it. I get ahead almost every game but then the momentum just... shifts and suddenly it feels like the enemy holds all the cards without anything major happening. Can't find many errors while reviewing vods, and I usually keep around a 450-500 gpm, and usually the highest dpm on my team so I have no clue what to do to "fix" this. Thus, It has come into my head and started fucking my mental up. Badly.
I really have no idea how to reverse this and I'm seriously contemplating just uninstalling the game. Started playing last fall and I haven't seen anything like this before. So I'd really appreciate some tips on how to deal with it, because I love the game. I just don't find losing very enjoyable, and that's all the game has been for the past week.

Hello again gang! Hope you all had a good week. I'm tired of all of this damn snow! It's supposed to be spring. Tuesday was a mess! Regardless, life must go on and I'm back bringing you the finest and the worst that our intrepid inspectors have found in Central Oregon. Let's do it....
The BEST - These are the places that scored perfect 100s. These places are really doing a good job at keeping their kitchens clean. The places that score a perfect 100 are really going all out to do things right and they deserve your support.
Sisters Thai (mob), Sisters (3/16)
Boone Dog Pizza (mob), Sisters (3/16)
Bo's Falafel Bar (f), Bend (3/16)
Barn in Sisters (The) (f), Sisters (3/16)
Hampton Station (f), Brothers (3/16)
Eurosports, Sisters (3/16)
Sisters Thai (com), Sisters (3/16)
Northside Bar And Grill, Bend (3/15)
Tetherow Event Pavilion, Bend (3/15)
Teacupfuls (f), Bend (3/15)
Wickiup Station Sports Pub, La Pine (3/14)
Backporch Coffee Roasters (Greenwood), Bend (3/14)
Mazatlan Mexican Restaurant (Rdmd), Redmond (3/14)
The WORST SCORERS: Now comes everyone's favorite part of the report - the list of Rotten Restaurants who scored worse than 85. I don't post any place that scores 85 or above even if they were the worst inspections for a particular week. 85 is a solid B and I don't want to shame them.
Cascade Lakes at 7th Street, Redmond Score: 81 (3/14)
Honey & Pine Coffee Co Redmond (mob), Redmond Score: 83 (3/13)
If you have time on your hands and want to check out the county inspection site here's the link - https://inspections.myhealthdepartment.com/or-deschutes-county
It's a very nice community resource. Kudos to the county for making it this easy to check up on things.
Well that's all I got for now. Time to say goodbye and come up with something groovy to send you all off into the weekend with. Here goes:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LlVwcBTXwmo
See you all next week.