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2023.03.21 20:54 PersonalAwareness139 UofL grad school: Is it normal to take this long?
I applied at the end of January for a masters program starting on the summer session in May. We are now approaching April and I haven't received any type of confirmation whatsoever or an interview invitation, though they told me two weeks ago to be on the look out for that correspondence coming "very very" soon.
Some acquaintances of mine who applied to Spalding and Asbury around the same time as me received their acceptance/admission letters at the end of Feb and beginning of March. So... I'm growing concerned and a little impatient.
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Some acquaintances of mine who applied to Spalding and Asbury around the same time as me received their acceptance/admission letters at the end of Feb and beginning of March. So... I'm growing concerned and a little impatient.
2023.03.21 20:53 hoclaram F1 Visa Renewal
I’m currently in the process of waiting to apply for STEM OPT in May and trying to figure out when to renew my F1 visa. My F1 visa expires in August and I’m planning to go home this summer to renew it. I know I have to fill out the DS160 form before I’m able to make an appointment but does anyone know if the form expires (so it’s better to fill it out when I do have my travel dates) and how far ahead I can book an appointment? I haven’t chosen a date to return home this summer yet as I would have to wait for my STEM OPT to be approved before being able to make any plans but I’m also worried if I wait till later to make an appointment there won’t be any available. If I’m eligible for the waiver would I have to submit it immediately after I complete the DS160 form?
Sorry this sounds a little confusing but lmk if you need any clarification. Thank you!
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2023.03.21 20:51 endersgame69 Adopted By Humans VI C38
We lay together that night. It seemed that this act was the ultimate stress reliever and comfort between bonded pairs, we’d done the same in our time together in Chi’cagoa Rea. Though we had little enough time together thanks to her ship obligations in the immediate time after that, as she’d engaged in a few extremely profitable trade runs from Earth to a Dlamias outlying colony that conveniently enough had no patrol ships around to ask any nosy questions about arrests or charges…
We made up for the lost time when we could.
Lisa always took full advantage of that absence, though as for what she thought of the Captain’s absences, [Redacted]. The homeworld did not get around to properly securing the colony where the liquor flowed from, until after the Earth government asked that she be pardoned as a show of good faith given her ‘exemplary services rendered in the pursuit of harmony between worlds’.
Which was a fancy way of saying she had a fanbase and it would look good if she were in favor again. I wag my tail sometimes, thinking of the apocalyptic fury that must have run through some bureaucrat’s veins when they had to process that request for an outlier turned infamous pirate. Even if she didn’t target the Dlamias fleet, her ability to wreak merry havoc must have presented all kinds of headaches back home. Not to mention stealing the ‘official envoy’s’ place.
That one did eventually arrive and now made occasional trade runs in a triangle shape between Earth, Dlamias, and the Maxiki home moon.
But I digress.
Our laying together proved relaxing to us both, and when she was nestled against me in the bed we shared, I would be lying if I said I could easily return to my former existence in general isolation.
The more I thought about it, the more the concept of human ‘pack like’ families appealed to me.
And I had a lot of time to think about it.
Unsurprisingly, a few days later a small team of six grief therapists arrived, three of them with experience dealing with what humans referred to as PTSD or, ‘Post Traumatic Stress Disorder’ or what Dlamias referred to as WIOS or ‘War Induced Outlier Syndrome’. In the past I would not have recognized it, but I cannot unsee what I have seen. And that is that the term ‘outlier’ in there is not just a medical identification for a traumatized soldier, but a deeply embedded mistrust of nonlinear thought and a noncompliance with the common cultural framework our government has approved.
In short, it helped make outliers appear inherently untrustworthy, though to their credit they recognized that soldiers were victims of this rather than internally flawed in some way.
I wasn’t present when the exerts arrived, but was present when the engineers on loan from Earth were assisting the Red Spark’s engineers with the installation of several virtual reality systems akin to what Bonny Red described as experiencing on board Captain Archer’s ship fifty years earlier.
Of course the new models were far more versatile and realistic, or so their chatter said.
“Yeah these things are great.” The skinny engineer in plain white overalls said as he tapped it, “There aren’t many like this one out there, the sense data is a lot more immersive, and the time dilation software is such that these Arachnae 9000 models can give you almost anything you want, thanks to their embedded creation kits. Now you can modify your games and customize them to your liking, and with Genesis mode, you can create your own world and games within it, and jump to other peoples designs on the network in the same way as long as they’ve either made it ‘public’ or given you a passkey access code.”
“That’ll make a good training system.” The engineer, Scotty, remarked. “Do we get to keep these after the mission?”
“Hell if I know. But…disconnecting them would be damn tough. And I don’t have a disconnect schedule date. So…probably?” The human remarked, “I’ve got to say, I envy you these things. Even the capital ships don’t all have these yet.”
I pretty quickly figured out that some of the humans on board the ship had pulled a few strings to get some entertainment on board the Red Spark. And probably done it quickly too, using the therapist costs as a late rider on a bill or something.
It was a guess, but I suspect, a good one.
As for the therapists themselves, as these systems were hooked up, the humans tested them and began installing the programs they would need. You might find this strange given that time dilating virtual simulators were used in the human confinement system of justice, as well as it simple games and the older models were used as toys to play games.
But as it turned out, virtual reality was also used in therapy.
I was able to briefly try one out while the therapists explained.
A therapist named ‘Carl’ went over it while the program ‘World of Healing’ loaded.
What began as a silent black world in which I stood, neither falling nor flying, nor seemingly standing on anything at all, stars came into view first, billions of tiny lights twinkling in the darkness. The sorts of things that inspired the dreams of generations.
Then there was grassland, rolling hills, and I was standing on soft earthen and green.
Then the hills loaded terraces with yet more greenery, and around them appeared little babbling brooks, creeks of water with the occasional small fish leaping through the water from one place to the next.
Then, young men and women clad in the outfits of human nurses, the traditional red and white shades.
The therapist appeared beside me a moment later, stepping out of the darkness as his avatar loaded. “Let there be light.” He said with a wave of his hand, and the sun began to rise in the distance. There was a strange warming sensation, like I’d stepped out into an early summer day, as well as the feel of a breeze, I looked down at my body, my hairs were moving.
“That’s good.” He said and cracked a little smile, he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Environments like this one are popular.” He said, “I actually worked on the development of some of these. The nurses,” he gestured to the unmoving simulations, “are designed to appear as nonthreatening as possible. Mostly female, but there is some demand for males as well. Do you know why?” He asked.
“No?” I didn’t, and as he began to walk down a trail of smooth stones that appeared beneath our feet, he explained.
“Do you know what the most common word among the wounded on the battlefield is?” He asked, and as we walked, I watched the scene continue to generate, the path leading to small islands of trees that swayed in the simulated breeze. I shook my head.
“Mother.” He replied. “Followed closely by ‘I’ and ‘want’ and ‘my’. In every language, the wounded scream for their mothers, even the fiercest, hardest, and most savage of men in their most painful hours, call for the one who provided care and comfort in their childhood. Usually, that is still the mother. Not always, mind you, but commonly.”
He smiled at the simulated nurse, and even without being activated, it made a radiant smile in return. “So we program the nurses of both sexes with simulated parental care and attention personalities. Ideally the personalities of the wounded based on known interview data are loaded beforehand to provide the best possible experience, thus allowing the AI to tailor itself to the needs of the wounded.”
I couldn’t deny I was impressed.
“And the environment?” I asked.
“A garden.” Carl replied, “Someone once said, ‘If any man has ever heard the voice of god, it was in a garden on a cool day.’ Our myths and legends often begin our existence in idyllic gardens. Of course we know those are just myths, stories. But it says something about our nature that when we need to create a paradise, ‘this’ is what we make.” He held his arms out as if to embrace the simulation.
“Running water has a calming effect, the feel of the ground and the breeze, the sun and the caring attendants, all serve to create the ideal environments for a group of wounded soldiers. The nurses,” he added, “can be taken over by real qualified people like myself to properly diagnose and help guide the healing of others. The truth is, we don’t heal anybody.”
“No?” I was surprised at his admission, and Carl stroked his russet beard and chuckled as he replied.
“No. A doctor of the body can claim he healed a disease or an injury. But people who deal with the mind, we are guides. That is all. PTSD isn’t something you ‘get over’. It doesn’t go away, it just goes from an open wound to a scar. It may hurt sometimes, like a scar, but it doesn’t have to dominate someone’s life. All we do, is try to make it easier for that scar to form. Environments like this?” He said rhetorically, “These are just ultra modern hospital beds.”
“Couldn’t you just, I don’t know, leave somebody in here for what feels like a hundred years until they’re a whole lot better?” I asked, and his head hung just a little.
“If we could do that, we would. But studies of simulation use show that long term continuous use makes it difficult to adapt to the real world again. In the distant past, astronauts who spent only a few weeks in space, took several days on Earth to remember that things they let go of wouldn’t just ‘float’ if they let go of them. I can only imagine how much coffee was wasted.”
He let out a mock gasp as we got to the little tree cluster where willow leaves hung in long strands to create a kind of gentle shadow casting barrier to the trunk within.
“If we leave somebody in a superhero game for what feels like a hundred years, they’ll try to use those powers in the real world. If we leave somebody here in paradise for a hundred years, they’ll no longer be able to function in reality. And time dilation in a simulation isn’t exactly the same as actually lived reality either. Even the best AI is predictable to a degree. The real world, not so much.”
That was unfortunate, but even so, I could see the use.
“So, an hour per day drawn out to a few days at a time for the grieving, the wounded, and whoever we need. We have simulations for almost everything. From the wounded veterans, to those who grieve the dead in a thousand times a thousand ways.” Carl seemed to me to be equal parts proud of, and saddened by, the existence of this simulated world.
“It gets really bad, doesn’t it?” I asked and out of curiosity, when we crossed a hill to find ourselves amidst an apple orchard, I reached up to pluck a bright red fruit from a branch. It felt so real in my hands. And there was even a real scent to it. ‘I wonder, can I taste it?’
“It does.” Carl replied. “A few decades ago there were some xenophobes who were protesting… something. I don’t remember what it was, I was a child at the time, but some of them managed to get a bunch of guns somewhere and took over a bridge and blocked a road. They brought out their wives and children to use as human shields, trying to force the government to kill them to create sympathy for their cause.”
The apple tasted fantastic, but at his words I coughed and spat and he slapped me several times on the back. This ran entirely counter to everything I’d studied in human society. My work showed that humans valued their offspring and mates to such an extreme degree that harming them was akin to suicide if the survivor got a chance to exact revenge.
“I see that sounds strange to you.” He affirmed and asked, “Are you alright?”
“Yes, yes but…” He slapped my back a few more times and then finished.
“There’s a subset of humans for whom mates and children are property, this is a dying cultural remnant of the past, but it dies hard. Xenophobes wouldn’t hesitate to use those they’re supposed to protect, as pawns for their vicious causes. My father actually worked with both the people who confronted them, and the unarmed people that were rescued.”
“How did it come out?” I asked.
“I was just a kid, I don’t know all the details. But the media stories that spun about it accused the xenophobes of every kind of abuse on their spouses and children, thousands of people were ‘doxxed’ when they posted support for the xenophobes actions. It’s like somebody was out to get them. It got messy, they were a laughing stock, referred to as maniacal cowards, and there were a lot of cartoons and comics where people whose faces and names were out there, became villains to be laughed at and despised. I guess pretty much any evil thing is easy to believe if you’ll put your own kid or your own spouse between you and a bullet just so other people will feel sad for you.” “I mean, were there deaths or…?” I wished I hadn’t asked, but he shook his head.
“No, not exactly. Some clever bastard came up with the idea of walling them in. They pushed these big metal walls into place to surround them, then tightened it up. Slid a roof overhead, and then gassed the lot of them with something to knock them out. There was a lot of gunfire, it made the news, but seeing them shooting at giant metal walls while hiding behind their families did nothing to help their cause. But there were a lot of people who needed mental healthcare to recover from that incident. That’s why I do what I do. My father did it, and I saw how badly it was needed. It’s kind of my purpose, I guess you could say.” Carl said and reached up to take a bite of an apple for himself.
“Tastes like reality.” He said, and then asked, “Have you seen enough?”
“Yes. But… thank you for coming, I think you can do a lot of good up here.” I said and he quickly recited the exit code.
“Admin Red Spark Arachnae nine thousand. Exit simulation.” He said, and the world faded away to nothing.
I was sure of one thing at least.
The wounded hearts were in good hands.
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We made up for the lost time when we could.
Lisa always took full advantage of that absence, though as for what she thought of the Captain’s absences, [Redacted]. The homeworld did not get around to properly securing the colony where the liquor flowed from, until after the Earth government asked that she be pardoned as a show of good faith given her ‘exemplary services rendered in the pursuit of harmony between worlds’.
Which was a fancy way of saying she had a fanbase and it would look good if she were in favor again. I wag my tail sometimes, thinking of the apocalyptic fury that must have run through some bureaucrat’s veins when they had to process that request for an outlier turned infamous pirate. Even if she didn’t target the Dlamias fleet, her ability to wreak merry havoc must have presented all kinds of headaches back home. Not to mention stealing the ‘official envoy’s’ place.
That one did eventually arrive and now made occasional trade runs in a triangle shape between Earth, Dlamias, and the Maxiki home moon.
But I digress.
Our laying together proved relaxing to us both, and when she was nestled against me in the bed we shared, I would be lying if I said I could easily return to my former existence in general isolation.
The more I thought about it, the more the concept of human ‘pack like’ families appealed to me.
And I had a lot of time to think about it.
Unsurprisingly, a few days later a small team of six grief therapists arrived, three of them with experience dealing with what humans referred to as PTSD or, ‘Post Traumatic Stress Disorder’ or what Dlamias referred to as WIOS or ‘War Induced Outlier Syndrome’. In the past I would not have recognized it, but I cannot unsee what I have seen. And that is that the term ‘outlier’ in there is not just a medical identification for a traumatized soldier, but a deeply embedded mistrust of nonlinear thought and a noncompliance with the common cultural framework our government has approved.
In short, it helped make outliers appear inherently untrustworthy, though to their credit they recognized that soldiers were victims of this rather than internally flawed in some way.
I wasn’t present when the exerts arrived, but was present when the engineers on loan from Earth were assisting the Red Spark’s engineers with the installation of several virtual reality systems akin to what Bonny Red described as experiencing on board Captain Archer’s ship fifty years earlier.
Of course the new models were far more versatile and realistic, or so their chatter said.
“Yeah these things are great.” The skinny engineer in plain white overalls said as he tapped it, “There aren’t many like this one out there, the sense data is a lot more immersive, and the time dilation software is such that these Arachnae 9000 models can give you almost anything you want, thanks to their embedded creation kits. Now you can modify your games and customize them to your liking, and with Genesis mode, you can create your own world and games within it, and jump to other peoples designs on the network in the same way as long as they’ve either made it ‘public’ or given you a passkey access code.”
“That’ll make a good training system.” The engineer, Scotty, remarked. “Do we get to keep these after the mission?”
“Hell if I know. But…disconnecting them would be damn tough. And I don’t have a disconnect schedule date. So…probably?” The human remarked, “I’ve got to say, I envy you these things. Even the capital ships don’t all have these yet.”
I pretty quickly figured out that some of the humans on board the ship had pulled a few strings to get some entertainment on board the Red Spark. And probably done it quickly too, using the therapist costs as a late rider on a bill or something.
It was a guess, but I suspect, a good one.
As for the therapists themselves, as these systems were hooked up, the humans tested them and began installing the programs they would need. You might find this strange given that time dilating virtual simulators were used in the human confinement system of justice, as well as it simple games and the older models were used as toys to play games.
But as it turned out, virtual reality was also used in therapy.
I was able to briefly try one out while the therapists explained.
A therapist named ‘Carl’ went over it while the program ‘World of Healing’ loaded.
What began as a silent black world in which I stood, neither falling nor flying, nor seemingly standing on anything at all, stars came into view first, billions of tiny lights twinkling in the darkness. The sorts of things that inspired the dreams of generations.
Then there was grassland, rolling hills, and I was standing on soft earthen and green.
Then the hills loaded terraces with yet more greenery, and around them appeared little babbling brooks, creeks of water with the occasional small fish leaping through the water from one place to the next.
Then, young men and women clad in the outfits of human nurses, the traditional red and white shades.
The therapist appeared beside me a moment later, stepping out of the darkness as his avatar loaded. “Let there be light.” He said with a wave of his hand, and the sun began to rise in the distance. There was a strange warming sensation, like I’d stepped out into an early summer day, as well as the feel of a breeze, I looked down at my body, my hairs were moving.
“That’s good.” He said and cracked a little smile, he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Environments like this one are popular.” He said, “I actually worked on the development of some of these. The nurses,” he gestured to the unmoving simulations, “are designed to appear as nonthreatening as possible. Mostly female, but there is some demand for males as well. Do you know why?” He asked.
“No?” I didn’t, and as he began to walk down a trail of smooth stones that appeared beneath our feet, he explained.
“Do you know what the most common word among the wounded on the battlefield is?” He asked, and as we walked, I watched the scene continue to generate, the path leading to small islands of trees that swayed in the simulated breeze. I shook my head.
“Mother.” He replied. “Followed closely by ‘I’ and ‘want’ and ‘my’. In every language, the wounded scream for their mothers, even the fiercest, hardest, and most savage of men in their most painful hours, call for the one who provided care and comfort in their childhood. Usually, that is still the mother. Not always, mind you, but commonly.”
He smiled at the simulated nurse, and even without being activated, it made a radiant smile in return. “So we program the nurses of both sexes with simulated parental care and attention personalities. Ideally the personalities of the wounded based on known interview data are loaded beforehand to provide the best possible experience, thus allowing the AI to tailor itself to the needs of the wounded.”
I couldn’t deny I was impressed.
“And the environment?” I asked.
“A garden.” Carl replied, “Someone once said, ‘If any man has ever heard the voice of god, it was in a garden on a cool day.’ Our myths and legends often begin our existence in idyllic gardens. Of course we know those are just myths, stories. But it says something about our nature that when we need to create a paradise, ‘this’ is what we make.” He held his arms out as if to embrace the simulation.
“Running water has a calming effect, the feel of the ground and the breeze, the sun and the caring attendants, all serve to create the ideal environments for a group of wounded soldiers. The nurses,” he added, “can be taken over by real qualified people like myself to properly diagnose and help guide the healing of others. The truth is, we don’t heal anybody.”
“No?” I was surprised at his admission, and Carl stroked his russet beard and chuckled as he replied.
“No. A doctor of the body can claim he healed a disease or an injury. But people who deal with the mind, we are guides. That is all. PTSD isn’t something you ‘get over’. It doesn’t go away, it just goes from an open wound to a scar. It may hurt sometimes, like a scar, but it doesn’t have to dominate someone’s life. All we do, is try to make it easier for that scar to form. Environments like this?” He said rhetorically, “These are just ultra modern hospital beds.”
“Couldn’t you just, I don’t know, leave somebody in here for what feels like a hundred years until they’re a whole lot better?” I asked, and his head hung just a little.
“If we could do that, we would. But studies of simulation use show that long term continuous use makes it difficult to adapt to the real world again. In the distant past, astronauts who spent only a few weeks in space, took several days on Earth to remember that things they let go of wouldn’t just ‘float’ if they let go of them. I can only imagine how much coffee was wasted.”
He let out a mock gasp as we got to the little tree cluster where willow leaves hung in long strands to create a kind of gentle shadow casting barrier to the trunk within.
“If we leave somebody in a superhero game for what feels like a hundred years, they’ll try to use those powers in the real world. If we leave somebody here in paradise for a hundred years, they’ll no longer be able to function in reality. And time dilation in a simulation isn’t exactly the same as actually lived reality either. Even the best AI is predictable to a degree. The real world, not so much.”
That was unfortunate, but even so, I could see the use.
“So, an hour per day drawn out to a few days at a time for the grieving, the wounded, and whoever we need. We have simulations for almost everything. From the wounded veterans, to those who grieve the dead in a thousand times a thousand ways.” Carl seemed to me to be equal parts proud of, and saddened by, the existence of this simulated world.
“It gets really bad, doesn’t it?” I asked and out of curiosity, when we crossed a hill to find ourselves amidst an apple orchard, I reached up to pluck a bright red fruit from a branch. It felt so real in my hands. And there was even a real scent to it. ‘I wonder, can I taste it?’
“It does.” Carl replied. “A few decades ago there were some xenophobes who were protesting… something. I don’t remember what it was, I was a child at the time, but some of them managed to get a bunch of guns somewhere and took over a bridge and blocked a road. They brought out their wives and children to use as human shields, trying to force the government to kill them to create sympathy for their cause.”
The apple tasted fantastic, but at his words I coughed and spat and he slapped me several times on the back. This ran entirely counter to everything I’d studied in human society. My work showed that humans valued their offspring and mates to such an extreme degree that harming them was akin to suicide if the survivor got a chance to exact revenge.
“I see that sounds strange to you.” He affirmed and asked, “Are you alright?”
“Yes, yes but…” He slapped my back a few more times and then finished.
“There’s a subset of humans for whom mates and children are property, this is a dying cultural remnant of the past, but it dies hard. Xenophobes wouldn’t hesitate to use those they’re supposed to protect, as pawns for their vicious causes. My father actually worked with both the people who confronted them, and the unarmed people that were rescued.”
“How did it come out?” I asked.
“I was just a kid, I don’t know all the details. But the media stories that spun about it accused the xenophobes of every kind of abuse on their spouses and children, thousands of people were ‘doxxed’ when they posted support for the xenophobes actions. It’s like somebody was out to get them. It got messy, they were a laughing stock, referred to as maniacal cowards, and there were a lot of cartoons and comics where people whose faces and names were out there, became villains to be laughed at and despised. I guess pretty much any evil thing is easy to believe if you’ll put your own kid or your own spouse between you and a bullet just so other people will feel sad for you.” “I mean, were there deaths or…?” I wished I hadn’t asked, but he shook his head.
“No, not exactly. Some clever bastard came up with the idea of walling them in. They pushed these big metal walls into place to surround them, then tightened it up. Slid a roof overhead, and then gassed the lot of them with something to knock them out. There was a lot of gunfire, it made the news, but seeing them shooting at giant metal walls while hiding behind their families did nothing to help their cause. But there were a lot of people who needed mental healthcare to recover from that incident. That’s why I do what I do. My father did it, and I saw how badly it was needed. It’s kind of my purpose, I guess you could say.” Carl said and reached up to take a bite of an apple for himself.
“Tastes like reality.” He said, and then asked, “Have you seen enough?”
“Yes. But… thank you for coming, I think you can do a lot of good up here.” I said and he quickly recited the exit code.
“Admin Red Spark Arachnae nine thousand. Exit simulation.” He said, and the world faded away to nothing.
I was sure of one thing at least.
The wounded hearts were in good hands.
2023.03.21 20:50 an_homeless_anteater Taking cs 143a during the summer with Bic for summer session 1
How is cs 143a with Bic? Are there any resources I can use to get ahead?
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2023.03.21 20:49 antstiggity1 457b NY government employee
This is my first time posting in this group. So please bare with me, if I make a mistake or misrepresent some info. After 14 years with my employer, marriage and 3 children, I finally have found myself in a position to put money aside for my retirement. I've heard many great things about this plan. My gross for this year will be ≈ 90k.Im about to be 39, with my target retirement date for summer of 2040. Which gives me about 17 years to stack. Basically what I'm looking for is insight/personal experience with this plan. Maybe some help with numbers in how much more I should be contributing. I'm currently taking home 2700 bi weekly. My only real expenses are rent 1000 car insurance 215 cellphone 115 internet 70 and various streaming services ≈60. In total let's round it out to 1500. I know there's a chunk of change there, I could've been saving, however me and my wife did like to travel and go out. In the last couple years since covid we have really cut down. We've saved some money, so I find myself in a good position. By the way she is a stay at home mom. So it's just my income. How much do you think I should be allocating towards my retirement? I just signed up yesterday with "The help me do it" option and started with 225, which is actually 170 out of my paycheck. Any and all advice/personal experience will be appreciated. I'm not looking for someone to give me the hottest stock tip, just some help in any and all forms of fashion.
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2023.03.21 20:47 Appropriate-Drive948 Summer sublease
2023 SUMMER Sublease Info
Property: The DEAN M1 Studio
Amenities: individual room, individual bathroom, couch, bed, individual washing/drying machine, public amenity - rooftop swimming pool, study room, gym
Address: 708 S 6th St, Champaign
Sublease period: 5/12-7/31 (dates are flexible)
Rent: Official sublease $1211 (rent is negotiable)
DM if interested!
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Property: The DEAN M1 Studio
Amenities: individual room, individual bathroom, couch, bed, individual washing/drying machine, public amenity - rooftop swimming pool, study room, gym
Address: 708 S 6th St, Champaign
Sublease period: 5/12-7/31 (dates are flexible)
Rent: Official sublease $1211 (rent is negotiable)
DM if interested!
2023.03.21 20:47 sapphireto108 Guide to unlock all episodes in Traveling Love
After suffering with this book for awhile, I have completed all 92/92 episodes. IMO, this game is pretty straight forward, easy to play without guide (unlike 30 days haha) but takes up more time due to branch system and complicated ending requirement. Here is some guide and tips
Affection: - Replying text: I don’t think you need to be careful like 30 Days. The 3 options when answering the boys are always so obviously (uninterested, neutral, interested). So just be nice to your target. Take his side when needed. - Choose LI when you can - Spend coins on special dates (50 coins), coffee (40 coins), listening to their stories (20 coins) and instagram posts (a lot lol)
Choices - random encounter: comic book - dylan, book - jisung, palace - rain, exhibition - eden - movies: midnight in paris - eden, 500 days of summer - dylan, bird man - rain, iron man - jisung - study partner has different effects on your grade but overall not important to plot, so just choose who you like. But your grades will be highest with Dylan and lowest with Jisung.
Branches: There are 6 branches. Each with 2 boys that you have highest % affection. Some branches are longer than others. Here’s the list - Branch 1: Rain and Jisung (2 ep) - Branch 2: Dylan and Jisung (4 ep) - Branch 3: Jisung and Eden (2 ep) - Branch 4: Eden and Rain (3 ep) - Branch 5: Rain and Dylan (2 ep) - Branch 6: Eden and Dylan (3 ep)
Endings - Happy End + Secret: Get internship, Max Affection / Without secret: affection not max - Normal end: Fail internship, Affection 80-100% - Bad End: 2 LIs with same affection at 60-80%
I spend coins on everything and get secret ends easily. Getting normal and bad end is more tedious. - To fail internships: choose men care product for sponsor, answer DM unprofessionally, talk bad about the job with Hannah, screw up final interview - Tips for getting bad end: ensure you keep both LI at moderate affection, switch between interested and uninterested answers (hot and cold). On last day, after checking with Robin, you can invite someone NOT in your current branch to hang out so you don’t raise affection to your current branch LI (ex: invite Dylan out in Branch 1)
Some hidden inbox: - Ep 25 different sides: buy both insta pic of Dylan and Rain - [Ending] Gangneung Trip and Recharging: get bad end, then Hannah will invite you for a trip. Accept or reject to get both
My favorite is Dylan, but I love Rain and Jisung too. I just don’t like Eden haha. You can ask me anything about the stories. I have screenshots for some parts but not all.
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Affection: - Replying text: I don’t think you need to be careful like 30 Days. The 3 options when answering the boys are always so obviously (uninterested, neutral, interested). So just be nice to your target. Take his side when needed. - Choose LI when you can - Spend coins on special dates (50 coins), coffee (40 coins), listening to their stories (20 coins) and instagram posts (a lot lol)
Choices - random encounter: comic book - dylan, book - jisung, palace - rain, exhibition - eden - movies: midnight in paris - eden, 500 days of summer - dylan, bird man - rain, iron man - jisung - study partner has different effects on your grade but overall not important to plot, so just choose who you like. But your grades will be highest with Dylan and lowest with Jisung.
Branches: There are 6 branches. Each with 2 boys that you have highest % affection. Some branches are longer than others. Here’s the list - Branch 1: Rain and Jisung (2 ep) - Branch 2: Dylan and Jisung (4 ep) - Branch 3: Jisung and Eden (2 ep) - Branch 4: Eden and Rain (3 ep) - Branch 5: Rain and Dylan (2 ep) - Branch 6: Eden and Dylan (3 ep)
Endings - Happy End + Secret: Get internship, Max Affection / Without secret: affection not max - Normal end: Fail internship, Affection 80-100% - Bad End: 2 LIs with same affection at 60-80%
I spend coins on everything and get secret ends easily. Getting normal and bad end is more tedious. - To fail internships: choose men care product for sponsor, answer DM unprofessionally, talk bad about the job with Hannah, screw up final interview - Tips for getting bad end: ensure you keep both LI at moderate affection, switch between interested and uninterested answers (hot and cold). On last day, after checking with Robin, you can invite someone NOT in your current branch to hang out so you don’t raise affection to your current branch LI (ex: invite Dylan out in Branch 1)
Some hidden inbox: - Ep 25 different sides: buy both insta pic of Dylan and Rain - [Ending] Gangneung Trip and Recharging: get bad end, then Hannah will invite you for a trip. Accept or reject to get both
My favorite is Dylan, but I love Rain and Jisung too. I just don’t like Eden haha. You can ask me anything about the stories. I have screenshots for some parts but not all.
2023.03.21 20:44 VirtualProfessor7823 tattoo setup for an event - tips?
I have been asked to make tattoos for one night at a queer event the upcoming summer. This will be my first event tattoo session. The locale is a bit difficult, as the interior space is a houseboat with limited space. I can not bring my tattoo table/bed. I can however bring my workstation, as it is small and portable. Any tips/experience with these kind of event setups? It still needs to be comfortable both for me and the clients, even if the flashes are small and quick to make. Also interested to hear overall experiences about tattooing at events
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2023.03.21 20:43 Ved-dell Business Support Services?
Hello! I have an incoming internship this summer at KPMG as an Embark Scholar, and when I got my verbal offer over the phone I was told I would be doing rotational advisory for my internship. Though today I was asked to confirm my start date, and it said I would be in business support services? Is this a mistake? I don't know what the function of the role is? Should I email them asking?
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2023.03.21 20:43 SeizeThemMemes Visited by something, I think it's pretending.
Long story ahead.
It started when I was just a kid. I'm in my mid 30s now, but that's when it started. I'd like to preface most of this with an obligatory, to the best of my knowledge, I'm not making any of it up. Whatever definitive knowledge I think I've got is based on speculation and heresay. Nothing has identified itself at all, let alone directly. For my own sake, and the sake of related parties I'm going to edit all names from the story(ies). Especially since I'm not using a throwaway or anything. This is going right up on my personal account. I fabricate or hold back nothing this time. Ill be doing my best to cultivate as much accurate information as I can remember, but I'm getting old and don't remember as well as I used to. I can't even tell you how genuinely I consider religion, supernatural whatever, all of it to just be some stuff made up by white men to continue on with the patriarchy. I don't buy into ghosts or any of it.
It started as shadows. The feeling of being watched. My childhood wasn't that great, it was full of physical and emotional abuse from my mother. We lived in my step father's own childhood home, so it wasn't haunted by any ancient ghosts. It was a dark place though, with their history already blotting the air with it's thickness.
I guess before I really go on, I should explain that, too.
My step father was twenty something years older than my mom. So he was in his fifties during my teen years. He wasn't bad, he wasn't great. I guess technically speaking he was a bad step father. We didn't have much of a relationship, let alone a even bad "fatheson" one.
The home itself was an old New England starter home. It was small, as far as modern houses go. Three bedrooms total. One bath, a large basement spanned the entire length and width. By the time we had met him and moved in, he had already mostly paid the house off, buying it from his own parents. Outside of four years in the coast guard, He, his brother, and older sister had all lived there(while they moved away, he stayed)
Their family dynamic was dated, and weird. His mom and dad were the type to call each other "mom and dad" respectively. His sister, even after joining the navy and marrying an officer was required to maintain a joint bank account with her dad so he could have uptime decision making. She had her own creepy qualities when we'd visit. She collected Barbies, never opening them. That in itself isn't weird. Hell, I collect action figures myself. But she had a voice for some of her favorites, and they'd talk amongst themselves if she was in the room. My Step father's brother, was actually an inventor and invented something I can't remember anymore. He wasn't Bezos rich, but had a nice house in Florida when we'd visit. Mom and Step dad both always warned me though to be careful. He was on a lot of drugs.
My Step father himself was a weird man. He was never taught hygiene. And he was never really nurtured or loved, and unfortunately it showed. He didn't know how to do those things, either. He was a nice guy, but had no idea what to do from there. He grew up in the fifties, and as a kid, I just imagined that's why he was the way he was. From a different time.
The legacy of their combined tragic legacy lived on in a ghost that I do believe was in the realitively new house. We lived there total for twelve years with him, however the time is broken up into two different six year stints. Half way through, my mom for whatever reason, moved us out. We lived in a one room efficiency apartment together for exactly one year, before they reconciled and moved back in together. While we were moved out - we adopted a stray cat. Well, he adopted us. We actually found him the very first day we left him on our own. He was a white cat, nearly completely blind. He was just outside our motel door. We took him in with us. He was actually great. We named him Doofus, because he was kinda fun and goofy. He stayed with us the entire year departure, and was reluctantly allowed back with us.
My Step father was a dog person. Awkwardly so. He loved his dog(s). To the point where I'd still say he more made out with them, as a form of affection. It wasn't okay. I'm sure of that. Let me clear something up, while I say all of these negative things about him. It's not like that. While we don't have any sort of relationship now, I believe that's more us both healing from my mother more so than each other. But anyway, let's keep going!
Within a year after introducing the new cat into the house, he had himself quite the affinity for the basement. It was cool in the summer, and kept itself warm enough to be down there without freezing in the winter. It was my home base as a teenage boy in the late 90s, early 00s with AOL internet access. Doofus would often lounge around, and we'd leave him to his own devices while down there. He never disappeared and always came running when we'd shake his bowl of food. That first summer back though, we were, even my step father was, convinced he had worked his magic on a neighborhood feline friend, and had a litter of kittens down there. It wasn't the mousy cries of fresh babies. Certainly a meow that wasn't his though. We thought maybe he had found his way into the walls, or was simply stuck. Inevitably one day it happened with him fast asleep on his window perch in the kitchen. Finally my step dad fessed up what comes to be an important story.
When he was a kid, himself and his younger sister, found a cat. They, with some kind of sitcom understanding of how the world works, brought it home and tried to hide it in the basement to keep. Their father found it and brutalized the animal to punish them and simply disposed of it like it was nothing.
I can't stress it enough how… from that point on, things changed. The meowing from the basement stopped. Forever. It never happened again. However I never felt alone down there again, honestly.
I want to take another brief intermission to point out that at the current point in my life, I've been in therapy and anger management both. I haven't spoken to my mother in over seven years, and I'm barely any contact with my family at all. I had a very good therapist that helped me through my trauma with my mom as a child that continued into adulthood. Most of the information I'm going to share here, and continue to share here are things that modern medicine and science have since explained away. Sort of. I didn't just feel not alone while in the basement of my childhood home anymore, I felt actively pursued. Someone wasn't just always watching, they wanted to be known. I also started to experience night terrors that felt lucid.
I eventually moved out as soon as I could, and moved to Florida. Unfortunately my abusive mother followed. However, years passed from there. Through circumstance, I maintained a relationship with her. I was young and dumb, and didn't know how to set or enforce boundaries. Anyway.
Fast forward to my mid 20s. I had just ended a long term relationship with what was essentially my first "real-life" girlfriend. Things went sour the way things do when you're young, and I ended up moving back in with my mom and her now new husband. It was a very short stay, but while there I fell on hard times with my health. That's where the story here really takes an interesting turn.
Their house wasn't just bad, it was absolutely the worst. It was literally just a shack. The way some of those poor places in Florida are really like. I was home alone. I did have my own private bedroom. It was small, couldn't even hold my bed and the dresser. There was no door. It was an old curtain pinned to the outside wall. The illusion of privacy. It all went from easy enough to explain, to outright bonkers that day.
I was in bed. Doorway clearly visible. The sheet had been pinned to the space above it so it stood open for me to come and go easily. In the doorway was a teenage girl. Shoulder length brown hair. Conservatively dressed, yet modern. She didn't speak. It was over. She was gone.
The same girl came to me two or three days later, same setting. Just standing in the doorway. She seemed far less relaxed. Even agitated. She was holding something but I couldn't make out what. Whatever it was just wouldn't manifest, but it was important to her. Whatever that item was I can't help but feel like it'd all make sense now, but who knows. She stayed for nearly a full five minutes, fidgeting eithcthecitem before leaving. It was only a couple of more days before she came back again, but wasn't alone. An older man. Older then I was at the time, at least. He seemed like her father. They were bickering and fighting about something and she, in her tantrum disappeared. But he stayed and said nothing to me. He made no motion or charades. He did however glare at me this empty, menacing eyes and then vanished.
I didn't see the girl again until the night before I moved out. By this point, I had been drained of the small savings I did have. I was literally starving. Stealing food from Walmart just to keep myself going. I had aloowedcmy mother to drain me of everything. The apparition came to me that night, and the sensation was different. She glowed a warm orange tint. it felt like we were together forever. She still never spoke to me, but shared knowledge. She told me things about myself I didn't know yet. Actual, real life things that wouldn't come to fruition for over a decade, but they have indeed come true. Not even as a warning. It was a parlor trick to prove her abilities to me. I didn't see her again, for nearly 12 years.
It was last year she came back. I wasn't startled, she communicated like we were old friends. By just, giving me the information. I had probably six or eight months prior to that, reconnected with an old friend. The girl told me matter of fact my, "reach out. They aren't okay." Which was weird because we were talking mostly daily at that point again. I knew things weren't perfect but not being okay raised alarm bells. I reached out to find out their dog had passed just that morning. Again not a huge flex of their ability, just enough to keep me hooked.
I was bewildered at this point. I knew nothing of psychics or spirits or demons. Outside of what I seen on TV of course. I didn't even believe in that shit, but I love reading and learning.
Because of the history with my newly rekindled friendship, it was actually my childhood crush - the love of my life. That was actually the context of us becoming friends again. I wanted to work on fixing the things between us so we could be there again. The situation felt ripe by description for either Dr. Phil, or Lilith. Though I didn't know what that was even supposed to mean.
My own research and learning has brought me here, to you. This sub. This long story of ghost cats, and dark places, the meddling of what I thought was Lilith, but I believe to be something else entirely.
You see I've reached out to the girl who manifests. She hasn't been back, but I can still feel her around. So I've worked up the courage to confront her. I ask for identification, and my ears fill with this droning white noise and it'll eventually tell me that shes Lilith, but I'm not convinced. But from the difficulty in expression, neither are they. I believe it's something that latched onto my belief at first of it being Lilith and won't let up on that. I do believe it's "male" in nature. Has a knack for tricks, and knows that pretending to be something it isn't is bad for him, so he's trying to keep it under cover. I also don't think it's here to help me in any capacity. It clearly wants something either from me, personally, or is trying to use me as a vessel.
I think something masquerading now as Lilith has been involved in my life from the house I grew up. It didn't leave me alone, it learned to be less obvious and scary outright. But it's here. It's always here.
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It started when I was just a kid. I'm in my mid 30s now, but that's when it started. I'd like to preface most of this with an obligatory, to the best of my knowledge, I'm not making any of it up. Whatever definitive knowledge I think I've got is based on speculation and heresay. Nothing has identified itself at all, let alone directly. For my own sake, and the sake of related parties I'm going to edit all names from the story(ies). Especially since I'm not using a throwaway or anything. This is going right up on my personal account. I fabricate or hold back nothing this time. Ill be doing my best to cultivate as much accurate information as I can remember, but I'm getting old and don't remember as well as I used to. I can't even tell you how genuinely I consider religion, supernatural whatever, all of it to just be some stuff made up by white men to continue on with the patriarchy. I don't buy into ghosts or any of it.
It started as shadows. The feeling of being watched. My childhood wasn't that great, it was full of physical and emotional abuse from my mother. We lived in my step father's own childhood home, so it wasn't haunted by any ancient ghosts. It was a dark place though, with their history already blotting the air with it's thickness.
I guess before I really go on, I should explain that, too.
My step father was twenty something years older than my mom. So he was in his fifties during my teen years. He wasn't bad, he wasn't great. I guess technically speaking he was a bad step father. We didn't have much of a relationship, let alone a even bad "fatheson" one.
The home itself was an old New England starter home. It was small, as far as modern houses go. Three bedrooms total. One bath, a large basement spanned the entire length and width. By the time we had met him and moved in, he had already mostly paid the house off, buying it from his own parents. Outside of four years in the coast guard, He, his brother, and older sister had all lived there(while they moved away, he stayed)
Their family dynamic was dated, and weird. His mom and dad were the type to call each other "mom and dad" respectively. His sister, even after joining the navy and marrying an officer was required to maintain a joint bank account with her dad so he could have uptime decision making. She had her own creepy qualities when we'd visit. She collected Barbies, never opening them. That in itself isn't weird. Hell, I collect action figures myself. But she had a voice for some of her favorites, and they'd talk amongst themselves if she was in the room. My Step father's brother, was actually an inventor and invented something I can't remember anymore. He wasn't Bezos rich, but had a nice house in Florida when we'd visit. Mom and Step dad both always warned me though to be careful. He was on a lot of drugs.
My Step father himself was a weird man. He was never taught hygiene. And he was never really nurtured or loved, and unfortunately it showed. He didn't know how to do those things, either. He was a nice guy, but had no idea what to do from there. He grew up in the fifties, and as a kid, I just imagined that's why he was the way he was. From a different time.
The legacy of their combined tragic legacy lived on in a ghost that I do believe was in the realitively new house. We lived there total for twelve years with him, however the time is broken up into two different six year stints. Half way through, my mom for whatever reason, moved us out. We lived in a one room efficiency apartment together for exactly one year, before they reconciled and moved back in together. While we were moved out - we adopted a stray cat. Well, he adopted us. We actually found him the very first day we left him on our own. He was a white cat, nearly completely blind. He was just outside our motel door. We took him in with us. He was actually great. We named him Doofus, because he was kinda fun and goofy. He stayed with us the entire year departure, and was reluctantly allowed back with us.
My Step father was a dog person. Awkwardly so. He loved his dog(s). To the point where I'd still say he more made out with them, as a form of affection. It wasn't okay. I'm sure of that. Let me clear something up, while I say all of these negative things about him. It's not like that. While we don't have any sort of relationship now, I believe that's more us both healing from my mother more so than each other. But anyway, let's keep going!
Within a year after introducing the new cat into the house, he had himself quite the affinity for the basement. It was cool in the summer, and kept itself warm enough to be down there without freezing in the winter. It was my home base as a teenage boy in the late 90s, early 00s with AOL internet access. Doofus would often lounge around, and we'd leave him to his own devices while down there. He never disappeared and always came running when we'd shake his bowl of food. That first summer back though, we were, even my step father was, convinced he had worked his magic on a neighborhood feline friend, and had a litter of kittens down there. It wasn't the mousy cries of fresh babies. Certainly a meow that wasn't his though. We thought maybe he had found his way into the walls, or was simply stuck. Inevitably one day it happened with him fast asleep on his window perch in the kitchen. Finally my step dad fessed up what comes to be an important story.
When he was a kid, himself and his younger sister, found a cat. They, with some kind of sitcom understanding of how the world works, brought it home and tried to hide it in the basement to keep. Their father found it and brutalized the animal to punish them and simply disposed of it like it was nothing.
I can't stress it enough how… from that point on, things changed. The meowing from the basement stopped. Forever. It never happened again. However I never felt alone down there again, honestly.
I want to take another brief intermission to point out that at the current point in my life, I've been in therapy and anger management both. I haven't spoken to my mother in over seven years, and I'm barely any contact with my family at all. I had a very good therapist that helped me through my trauma with my mom as a child that continued into adulthood. Most of the information I'm going to share here, and continue to share here are things that modern medicine and science have since explained away. Sort of. I didn't just feel not alone while in the basement of my childhood home anymore, I felt actively pursued. Someone wasn't just always watching, they wanted to be known. I also started to experience night terrors that felt lucid.
I eventually moved out as soon as I could, and moved to Florida. Unfortunately my abusive mother followed. However, years passed from there. Through circumstance, I maintained a relationship with her. I was young and dumb, and didn't know how to set or enforce boundaries. Anyway.
Fast forward to my mid 20s. I had just ended a long term relationship with what was essentially my first "real-life" girlfriend. Things went sour the way things do when you're young, and I ended up moving back in with my mom and her now new husband. It was a very short stay, but while there I fell on hard times with my health. That's where the story here really takes an interesting turn.
Their house wasn't just bad, it was absolutely the worst. It was literally just a shack. The way some of those poor places in Florida are really like. I was home alone. I did have my own private bedroom. It was small, couldn't even hold my bed and the dresser. There was no door. It was an old curtain pinned to the outside wall. The illusion of privacy. It all went from easy enough to explain, to outright bonkers that day.
I was in bed. Doorway clearly visible. The sheet had been pinned to the space above it so it stood open for me to come and go easily. In the doorway was a teenage girl. Shoulder length brown hair. Conservatively dressed, yet modern. She didn't speak. It was over. She was gone.
The same girl came to me two or three days later, same setting. Just standing in the doorway. She seemed far less relaxed. Even agitated. She was holding something but I couldn't make out what. Whatever it was just wouldn't manifest, but it was important to her. Whatever that item was I can't help but feel like it'd all make sense now, but who knows. She stayed for nearly a full five minutes, fidgeting eithcthecitem before leaving. It was only a couple of more days before she came back again, but wasn't alone. An older man. Older then I was at the time, at least. He seemed like her father. They were bickering and fighting about something and she, in her tantrum disappeared. But he stayed and said nothing to me. He made no motion or charades. He did however glare at me this empty, menacing eyes and then vanished.
I didn't see the girl again until the night before I moved out. By this point, I had been drained of the small savings I did have. I was literally starving. Stealing food from Walmart just to keep myself going. I had aloowedcmy mother to drain me of everything. The apparition came to me that night, and the sensation was different. She glowed a warm orange tint. it felt like we were together forever. She still never spoke to me, but shared knowledge. She told me things about myself I didn't know yet. Actual, real life things that wouldn't come to fruition for over a decade, but they have indeed come true. Not even as a warning. It was a parlor trick to prove her abilities to me. I didn't see her again, for nearly 12 years.
It was last year she came back. I wasn't startled, she communicated like we were old friends. By just, giving me the information. I had probably six or eight months prior to that, reconnected with an old friend. The girl told me matter of fact my, "reach out. They aren't okay." Which was weird because we were talking mostly daily at that point again. I knew things weren't perfect but not being okay raised alarm bells. I reached out to find out their dog had passed just that morning. Again not a huge flex of their ability, just enough to keep me hooked.
I was bewildered at this point. I knew nothing of psychics or spirits or demons. Outside of what I seen on TV of course. I didn't even believe in that shit, but I love reading and learning.
Because of the history with my newly rekindled friendship, it was actually my childhood crush - the love of my life. That was actually the context of us becoming friends again. I wanted to work on fixing the things between us so we could be there again. The situation felt ripe by description for either Dr. Phil, or Lilith. Though I didn't know what that was even supposed to mean.
My own research and learning has brought me here, to you. This sub. This long story of ghost cats, and dark places, the meddling of what I thought was Lilith, but I believe to be something else entirely.
You see I've reached out to the girl who manifests. She hasn't been back, but I can still feel her around. So I've worked up the courage to confront her. I ask for identification, and my ears fill with this droning white noise and it'll eventually tell me that shes Lilith, but I'm not convinced. But from the difficulty in expression, neither are they. I believe it's something that latched onto my belief at first of it being Lilith and won't let up on that. I do believe it's "male" in nature. Has a knack for tricks, and knows that pretending to be something it isn't is bad for him, so he's trying to keep it under cover. I also don't think it's here to help me in any capacity. It clearly wants something either from me, personally, or is trying to use me as a vessel.
I think something masquerading now as Lilith has been involved in my life from the house I grew up. It didn't leave me alone, it learned to be less obvious and scary outright. But it's here. It's always here.
2023.03.21 20:42 Orange_Blankett Relationships and having adhd
I think this story starts last october. Around 6 october i met a girl on the internet. Let's call her lisa. Lisa and i hit it off instantly and by the end of the month we started dating. Lisa and i have almost been dating for 5 months. But i found that my happiness depends on how much she talks to me. One time lisa couldn't talk to me for 3 days. And i got physicaly Ill. I started feeling nauseous. This wasn't the first time something like this happened. Back in the summer i was Really close with a different person. And they were on a holiday and we couldn't talk to eachother. I could only care Abt them, and didn't care Abt myself.
What i want to know is; does depending on other people for happiness got anything to do with adhd?
(I have an official diagnosis)
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What i want to know is; does depending on other people for happiness got anything to do with adhd?
(I have an official diagnosis)
2023.03.21 20:41 Stratsandcats just a session notes rant (BT)
My company has its own format for session notes. I don’t mind that, but session notes are 14 pages long each day and take a half hour to complete (handwritten notes can take an hour because if mistakes are made they need to be crossed out and you have to write “this was corrected by x on this date at this time”). I’m in a school and we’re not allowed to use terms like peer, class, or assembly. I know it’s best practice to do notes at the end, but if I do that, I can’t get my lunch time. Sometimes, on a busy day, I may spend up to 45 minutes doing notes. Does anybody else experience this? My supervisor has told me that my session by far require the fewest edits, but I think it’s a little crazy that I need to take this much time.
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2023.03.21 20:39 Public_Intern_2622 Looking to sublet my studio apartment this summer to a responsible person! 950/month flat
Hey all!
I have a studio apartment with a full kitchen available this summer :) no need to worry about roommates. This apartment is just north of the Commons with ample on-street parking. No permit required to park on street. Will be fully furnished. No pets. Super cute canopy bed btw :3 closest laundry mat is just a few blocks away, about a 3 minute drive with traffic. Neighbors are quiet professionals. :) lmk if you're interested!
It's decorated kinda girly, but can put all the pink decor away haha
Edit: It's an upstairs apartment, and I will be taking care of trash stickers and WiFi
Will run through May 15th-August 15th, but dates are flexible :)
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I have a studio apartment with a full kitchen available this summer :) no need to worry about roommates. This apartment is just north of the Commons with ample on-street parking. No permit required to park on street. Will be fully furnished. No pets. Super cute canopy bed btw :3 closest laundry mat is just a few blocks away, about a 3 minute drive with traffic. Neighbors are quiet professionals. :) lmk if you're interested!
It's decorated kinda girly, but can put all the pink decor away haha
Edit: It's an upstairs apartment, and I will be taking care of trash stickers and WiFi
Will run through May 15th-August 15th, but dates are flexible :)
2023.03.21 20:38 Alert_Shoe_4534 Research Heavy Applicant, Advice Needed Please!
Hi all! I have a few questions as I go through the prep process and would love advice as I’ve seen this forum be so helpful for others! I detailed my current hours and experiences to date (didn’t project ahead for any hours) to provide more context for what I’m asking. Questions at bottom, and I’ll try to reply as soon as I can for any questions!
-cGPA: 3.38
-sGPA: 3.30
-Research: 4503 hours
-ECs: 2340 hours
-Clinical: 594 hours
-Non-clinical and non-research work: 156 hours
-only have about 20 shadowing hours of my PI in the OR and clinic but have others I can shadow, honestly this has been low on my priority list since it doesn’t seem as beneficial
-have extremely strong LORs from an MD (my boss), prior PIs, and science professors as well as my volunteering coordinator at the homeless/residential shelter, but still need a non-science professor LOR
Details
-Graduated May 2021
-Was in the honors program at my school which waived general education requirements, so I took almost all STEM classes with 2 exceptions. Was so focused on my research in college that some of my harder science classes slipped for grades, and I have an upward GPA trajectory.
-retaking two classes I got C-’s in, then taking psychology, an english class (even though I have lots of writing credits from my courses they’re not ENG designated), and biochemistry
-in undergrad, wanted to do a PhD, got in senior year (was told by multiple schools I had strong interview and interpersonal skills) then realized I liked clinical so have been looking at med school and am in a translational surgical lab at a local hospital with a surgeon and surgical fellows
-Currently I have 9 publications (2 first authors), on track for 4 more by the end of the summer and roughly 20 by the end of next summer (end of my job contract). Was awarded “Most Outstanding Research Undergraduate” senior year for my medium-sized university, received a research grant one summer for research that I later published and was accepted to an international conference to present and awarded the undergraduate travel award for it (conference canceled due to COVID), Honors in Biology distinction from my senior thesis which I was selected present at a collegiate conference as my university representative, and my senior thesis was later published.
-worked as a team leader of the student public health educators on campus during COVID (156 hours)
-ECs:
In college included being a staff leadeorganizer for annual service day on campus creating activities for special needs adults in the community (90 hours), teaching elementary and middle school students in the community introductory science and a service trip to Peru with the same organization (120 hours), part of a marine mammal rescue team and assisted with a pygmy sperm whale necropsy (250 hours), SCUBA club member (150 hours), volunteered while abroad with the Galapagos National Park Service (50 hours), and lots of volunteering/fundraising through my sorority in college (and now involved post-grad in alumni chapter) for breast cancer education and awareness (200 hours), was a peer mentor for both the honors program (120 hours) and my college within the university (80 hours)
Have been volunteering every month at a local homeless/90 day residential shelter since graduation (300 hours), and I’m on my university’s alumni board for my region helping to organize networking events, fundraisers, etc. (100 hours)
-I also work per diem as a nursing assistant in the cardiac ICU at another local hospital (594 hours)
-for fun I go to a nearby boxing class, play in a hockey league, and SCUBA dive.
My questions:
-I know I have low stats and I need to raise my GPA, which I am currently working on and have an A+ in my chemistry course and lab I’m taking. What else can I be doing to help strengthen my application to have them look past my GPA and look at the rest of what I’ve done?
-When I look online, it seems like I need an english course or 2 for fulfilling premed requirements. Do my writing credit courses not count towards this since they are non-english classes?
-Any advice you have! I plan to apply Summer 2025, working in my current job until summer 2024 then taking 6 months to solely study for the MCAT and have my application in order to submit ASAP once it opens summer 2025.
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-cGPA: 3.38
-sGPA: 3.30
-Research: 4503 hours
-ECs: 2340 hours
-Clinical: 594 hours
-Non-clinical and non-research work: 156 hours
-only have about 20 shadowing hours of my PI in the OR and clinic but have others I can shadow, honestly this has been low on my priority list since it doesn’t seem as beneficial
-have extremely strong LORs from an MD (my boss), prior PIs, and science professors as well as my volunteering coordinator at the homeless/residential shelter, but still need a non-science professor LOR
Details
-Graduated May 2021
-Was in the honors program at my school which waived general education requirements, so I took almost all STEM classes with 2 exceptions. Was so focused on my research in college that some of my harder science classes slipped for grades, and I have an upward GPA trajectory.
-retaking two classes I got C-’s in, then taking psychology, an english class (even though I have lots of writing credits from my courses they’re not ENG designated), and biochemistry
-in undergrad, wanted to do a PhD, got in senior year (was told by multiple schools I had strong interview and interpersonal skills) then realized I liked clinical so have been looking at med school and am in a translational surgical lab at a local hospital with a surgeon and surgical fellows
-Currently I have 9 publications (2 first authors), on track for 4 more by the end of the summer and roughly 20 by the end of next summer (end of my job contract). Was awarded “Most Outstanding Research Undergraduate” senior year for my medium-sized university, received a research grant one summer for research that I later published and was accepted to an international conference to present and awarded the undergraduate travel award for it (conference canceled due to COVID), Honors in Biology distinction from my senior thesis which I was selected present at a collegiate conference as my university representative, and my senior thesis was later published.
-worked as a team leader of the student public health educators on campus during COVID (156 hours)
-ECs:
In college included being a staff leadeorganizer for annual service day on campus creating activities for special needs adults in the community (90 hours), teaching elementary and middle school students in the community introductory science and a service trip to Peru with the same organization (120 hours), part of a marine mammal rescue team and assisted with a pygmy sperm whale necropsy (250 hours), SCUBA club member (150 hours), volunteered while abroad with the Galapagos National Park Service (50 hours), and lots of volunteering/fundraising through my sorority in college (and now involved post-grad in alumni chapter) for breast cancer education and awareness (200 hours), was a peer mentor for both the honors program (120 hours) and my college within the university (80 hours)
Have been volunteering every month at a local homeless/90 day residential shelter since graduation (300 hours), and I’m on my university’s alumni board for my region helping to organize networking events, fundraisers, etc. (100 hours)
-I also work per diem as a nursing assistant in the cardiac ICU at another local hospital (594 hours)
-for fun I go to a nearby boxing class, play in a hockey league, and SCUBA dive.
My questions:
-I know I have low stats and I need to raise my GPA, which I am currently working on and have an A+ in my chemistry course and lab I’m taking. What else can I be doing to help strengthen my application to have them look past my GPA and look at the rest of what I’ve done?
-When I look online, it seems like I need an english course or 2 for fulfilling premed requirements. Do my writing credit courses not count towards this since they are non-english classes?
-Any advice you have! I plan to apply Summer 2025, working in my current job until summer 2024 then taking 6 months to solely study for the MCAT and have my application in order to submit ASAP once it opens summer 2025.
2023.03.21 20:35 KnightGambit Best Release Date Prediction (Based on Summer 2023 Rumor)
Avatar: The Last Airbender could debut at the end of June following their Netflix Geeked Week, which happens at the beginning of the month
March - Shadow and Bone S2
April - Sweet Tooth S2
May - Bridgerton prequel S1
June - Airbender S1
July - The Witcher S3
August - One Piece S1
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March - Shadow and Bone S2
April - Sweet Tooth S2
May - Bridgerton prequel S1
June - Airbender S1
July - The Witcher S3
August - One Piece S1
2023.03.21 20:35 celestialbodiesss UIUC SUBLEASING 2 BEDROOM APT FOR SUMMER 2023!
im trying to sublease my 2 bedroom apartment- fully furnished - for summer 2023. dates would be mid may - aug 5. it’s right next to county market - so a very good location please message me if interested and pictures/videos/or a physical tour can be provided, no problem! :-) rent is $875 with all utilities covered (with a cap) but pricing can be negotiated and discussed! :-) my roommate and i both won’t be at the apartment all summer so we’re trying to fill it as best as possible!
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2023.03.21 20:33 SKramer938 [Online][ADND][GMT] Ad&d module "Against The Cult of the Reptile God"
Terror by night! The village of Orlane is dying. Once a small and thriving community, Orlane has become a maze of locked doors and frightened faces. Strangers are shunned, trade has withered. Rumors flourish, growing wilder with each retelling. Terrified peasants flee their homes, abandoning their farms with no explanation. Others simply disappear. . .
Looking to host a game Sunday 8-11pm GMT.
I'm hosting the classic AD&D module "Against the Cult of the Reptile God" this Sunday. Its a module that mixes combat, exploration and an interesting mystery to solve.
Aiming for 4 players, but will still run if there is at least 3.
Each session will be about 3 hours. I expect it to take 3-4 sessions to complete the module. All the dates and times I am flexible on. We can discuss this more over discord.
New players welcome! We can go through the rules as you play.
Whilst I aspire to follow rules as written, the AD&D rulebook can be confusing sometimes and might just use a sensible alternative dice roll instead rather than interrupt the game too much.
The game will be over discord chat with theatre of the mind.
DM me and I will send a discord invite
Start with a level 1 character.
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Looking to host a game Sunday 8-11pm GMT.
I'm hosting the classic AD&D module "Against the Cult of the Reptile God" this Sunday. Its a module that mixes combat, exploration and an interesting mystery to solve.
Aiming for 4 players, but will still run if there is at least 3.
Each session will be about 3 hours. I expect it to take 3-4 sessions to complete the module. All the dates and times I am flexible on. We can discuss this more over discord.
New players welcome! We can go through the rules as you play.
Whilst I aspire to follow rules as written, the AD&D rulebook can be confusing sometimes and might just use a sensible alternative dice roll instead rather than interrupt the game too much.
The game will be over discord chat with theatre of the mind.
DM me and I will send a discord invite
Start with a level 1 character.
2023.03.21 20:32 SKramer938 [Online][ADND][GMT] Ad&d module "Against The Cult of the Reptile God"
Terror by night! The village of Orlane is dying. Once a small and thriving community, Orlane has become a maze of locked doors and frightened faces. Strangers are shunned, trade has withered. Rumors flourish, growing wilder with each retelling. Terrified peasants flee their homes, abandoning their farms with no explanation. Others simply disappear. . .
Looking to host a game Sunday 8-11pm GMT.
I'm hosting the classic AD&D module "Against the Cult of the Reptile God" this Sunday. Its a module that mixes combat, exploration and an interesting mystery to solve.
Aiming for 4 players, but will still run if there is at least 3.
Each session will be about 3 hours. I expect it to take 3-4 sessions to complete the module. All the dates and times I am flexible on. We can discuss this more over discord.
New players welcome! We can go through the rules as you play.
Whilst I aspire to follow rules as written, the AD&D rulebook can be confusing sometimes and might just use a sensible alternative dice roll instead rather than interrupt the game too much.
The game will be over discord chat with theatre of the mind.
DM me and I will send a discord invite
Start with a level 1 character.
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Looking to host a game Sunday 8-11pm GMT.
I'm hosting the classic AD&D module "Against the Cult of the Reptile God" this Sunday. Its a module that mixes combat, exploration and an interesting mystery to solve.
Aiming for 4 players, but will still run if there is at least 3.
Each session will be about 3 hours. I expect it to take 3-4 sessions to complete the module. All the dates and times I am flexible on. We can discuss this more over discord.
New players welcome! We can go through the rules as you play.
Whilst I aspire to follow rules as written, the AD&D rulebook can be confusing sometimes and might just use a sensible alternative dice roll instead rather than interrupt the game too much.
The game will be over discord chat with theatre of the mind.
DM me and I will send a discord invite
Start with a level 1 character.
2023.03.21 20:31 Redfox2014 Things to Do (March 22nd - March 29th)
The SD Reader's "Picks of the week"
Also: "The SD Readers list of "Fun Things to Do"
As well as, the "Best of List"
If you're visiting on certain dates You can plug in your dates at the San Diego Reader and see what pops for events that might be of interest to your family.
Another "cheap or free" page from the local news station
For those that are thinking of going down to Tijuana Mexico
A list of 69 things to do in Tijuana
Thank You, u/Matingas for this link <_ Brother Moderator of Tijuana :)
Of course, there's the regular weekly stuff:
Saturday's u/ thedaymayne organizes a semi-regularly about a flag football game Saturday at 11a at Jefferson Elementary (turf field). There's a solid core of 6-8 people and were always looking for new people to join. No ones D-1 athletes and we don't allow blocking to keep it clean and injury free. PM for more info.
u/lightwolv Suggests:
https://www.meetup.com/Casual-Socce Heads up for soccer players. We run a free meet-up every Tuesday and Thursday from 5 - 7. It's outdoor with big goals, cones and co-ed. If you wanna get outside and active, sign up. All skil All skill levels welcome, for those who played in college and stuff, it's competitive and it's a good work out.
Every Sunday at 2pm-3pm, free organ concert at Spreckles Organ Pavilion in Balboa Park.
Every Sunday Farmers Market at the Hillcrest DMV
Free yoga classes All around San Diego (Coastal) :
A good list of classes all over the city, Solana Beach
Sunset Cliffs, USS Midway Museum
Yoga on the Bay Every Saturday 10:30 am
There's a Sunday live video streaming of the classes in PB 10-11:30 am
u/YmcaAdultSports suggests: If you are interested in joining an Adult Sports League, come check out what the Dan McKinney Family YMCA has to offer (La Jolla)
IF there's something that you think is important or needs to have tickets purchased in advance... please post in the comments. IF there's a link that's needed, please try to not make it part of some text but the full URL string So I can just copy and paste it. (It'll make things easier) I'll try to retain these in the following week until the date of the event.
Please don't post events that are several months in advance. Try to limit it to 30 days or so - unless there's a real need for advance notice well in advance for ticket purchases.
Stuff from Last Weeks post: N/A
u/SD_TMI has suggested the following events
Monthly Yoga class at the South Embarcadero Rady Shell
The MsMargo activity section (welcome back!)
Free Guitar-Based Classic Rock Jam
Mondays, 6:50 pm-9:00 pm Our Savior's Lutheran Church 4011 Ohio Street San Diego, 92104 Age Limit: 18+ All levels welcome. Bring your own guitar, mandolin, flute, etc. or just sing along. Song chords and words are displayed via projector to a large screen. No practice required.
Gilbert Castellanos Presents: Young Lions And The Wednesday Jam Session - FREE!
Wednesdays
Panama 66 restaurant, Balboa Park
"Every Wednesday Panama 66 at The San Diego Museum of Art comes to life with the sounds of jazz. San Diego jazz hero Gilbert Castellanos showcases young music prodigies with The Young Lions Series (7:00–7:50 p.m.) followed by the Wednesday Jazz Jam (8:00–10:30 p.m.) that transforms the James S. Copley Auditorium into a swinging speak-easy. Order a craft cocktail or draft beer, take in the view of the Museum’s Sculpture Court and Garden, and enjoy an evening of music from San Diego’s finest jazz musicians.
Visit the Panama 66 Instagram page for updates on performances, closures, and schedule changes.
FREE event. Drinks and food available for purchase."
https://www.panama66.com/livemusic
IF there's something you think others will want to be know about please include it in the comments, reoccurring events can be added to the weekly post.
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Also: "The SD Readers list of "Fun Things to Do"
As well as, the "Best of List"
A list of 69 things to do in Tijuana
Thank You, u/Matingas for this link <_ Brother Moderator of Tijuana :)
https://www.meetup.com/Casual-Socce Heads up for soccer players. We run a free meet-up every Tuesday and Thursday from 5 - 7. It's outdoor with big goals, cones and co-ed. If you wanna get outside and active, sign up. All skil All skill levels welcome, for those who played in college and stuff, it's competitive and it's a good work out.
Every Sunday Farmers Market at the Hillcrest DMV
Free yoga classes All around San Diego (Coastal) :
A good list of classes all over the city, Solana Beach
Sunset Cliffs, USS Midway Museum
Yoga on the Bay Every Saturday 10:30 am
There's a Sunday live video streaming of the classes in PB 10-11:30 am
u/YmcaAdultSports suggests: If you are interested in joining an Adult Sports League, come check out what the Dan McKinney Family YMCA has to offer (La Jolla)
Please don't post events that are several months in advance. Try to limit it to 30 days or so - unless there's a real need for advance notice well in advance for ticket purchases.
Monthly Yoga class at the South Embarcadero Rady Shell
Mondays, 6:50 pm-9:00 pm Our Savior's Lutheran Church 4011 Ohio Street San Diego, 92104 Age Limit: 18+ All levels welcome. Bring your own guitar, mandolin, flute, etc. or just sing along. Song chords and words are displayed via projector to a large screen. No practice required.
Wednesdays
Panama 66 restaurant, Balboa Park
"Every Wednesday Panama 66 at The San Diego Museum of Art comes to life with the sounds of jazz. San Diego jazz hero Gilbert Castellanos showcases young music prodigies with The Young Lions Series (7:00–7:50 p.m.) followed by the Wednesday Jazz Jam (8:00–10:30 p.m.) that transforms the James S. Copley Auditorium into a swinging speak-easy. Order a craft cocktail or draft beer, take in the view of the Museum’s Sculpture Court and Garden, and enjoy an evening of music from San Diego’s finest jazz musicians.
Visit the Panama 66 Instagram page for updates on performances, closures, and schedule changes.
FREE event. Drinks and food available for purchase."
https://www.panama66.com/livemusic
2023.03.21 20:31 SKramer938 [Online][ADND][GMT] Ad&d module "Against The Cult of the Reptile God"
Terror by night! The village of Orlane is dying. Once a small and thriving community, Orlane has become a maze of locked doors and frightened faces. Strangers are shunned, trade has withered. Rumors flourish, growing wilder with each retelling. Terrified peasants flee their homes, abandoning their farms with no explanation. Others simply disappear. . .
Looking to host a game Sunday 8-11pm GMT.
I'm hosting the classic AD&D module "Against the Cult of the Reptile God" this Sunday. Its a module that mixes combat, exploration and an interesting mystery to solve.
Aiming for 4 players, but will still run if there is at least 3.
Each session will be about 3 hours. I expect it to take 3-4 sessions to complete the module. All the dates and times I am flexible on. We can discuss this more over discord.
New players welcome! We can go through the rules as you play.
Whilst I aspire to follow rules as written, the AD&D rulebook can be confusing sometimes and might just use a sensible alternative dice roll instead rather than interrupt the game too much.
The game will be over discord chat with theatre of the mind.
DM me and I will send a discord invite
Start with a level 1 character.
submitted by SKramer938 to lfg [link] [comments]
Looking to host a game Sunday 8-11pm GMT.
I'm hosting the classic AD&D module "Against the Cult of the Reptile God" this Sunday. Its a module that mixes combat, exploration and an interesting mystery to solve.
Aiming for 4 players, but will still run if there is at least 3.
Each session will be about 3 hours. I expect it to take 3-4 sessions to complete the module. All the dates and times I am flexible on. We can discuss this more over discord.
New players welcome! We can go through the rules as you play.
Whilst I aspire to follow rules as written, the AD&D rulebook can be confusing sometimes and might just use a sensible alternative dice roll instead rather than interrupt the game too much.
The game will be over discord chat with theatre of the mind.
DM me and I will send a discord invite
Start with a level 1 character.
2023.03.21 20:29 chop924 "Supported" solo kite session on Cape Cod, MA?
Hi everyone -- my partner and I are going to be in Dennis MA this summer and assuming wind is good, would like to kite. We learned last year and are reasonably proficient with the basics. I am reading that West Dennis beach is good for beginners.
My question: Are there kiting schools/outfits in the area that would be up for a "supported" kiting session? We are still learning to stay up wind. Basically, we would be looking for someone to keep an eye on us in case we get sucked too far downwind and/or things go sideways. While down in Hatteras last year we saw kite schools that use a jetski to support their students (albeit the OBX sound-side is super shallow, so that also helps...) For what it is worth we don't need a full blown lesson. We would need to rent gear.
I'm not sure if this a service kite schools/shops offer, but thought I would ask. Any recommendations or insight would be appreciated. Thanks!
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My question: Are there kiting schools/outfits in the area that would be up for a "supported" kiting session? We are still learning to stay up wind. Basically, we would be looking for someone to keep an eye on us in case we get sucked too far downwind and/or things go sideways. While down in Hatteras last year we saw kite schools that use a jetski to support their students (albeit the OBX sound-side is super shallow, so that also helps...) For what it is worth we don't need a full blown lesson. We would need to rent gear.
I'm not sure if this a service kite schools/shops offer, but thought I would ask. Any recommendations or insight would be appreciated. Thanks!
2023.03.21 20:20 kazarbreak Surprise jealously over friend. What would you do?
I was at a party with some friends when I had something of a surprise revelation. One of my friends, whom up to this point I've thought of as just a friend, was making out with someone else and I found myself getting jealous over him. As in I wanted to be the one he was making out with. I was stone sober, so it wasn't beer goggles. And in examining it over the last few days I've realized that those feelings have been there, unnoticed by me, for a while now.
We're both bi and single. The make out session in question was just a hookup that nothing has come of. I'm afraid of messing up the friendship, and I'm not sure I actually want a romantic relationship regardless (way too fucking much work, plus with the kind of emotional intelligence that allows an attraction like this to go unnoticed till I'm surprised by being jealous for someone I maybe shouldn't be dating anyway). But I can't un-notice the attraction now that I've noticed it.
So... what should I do here?
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We're both bi and single. The make out session in question was just a hookup that nothing has come of. I'm afraid of messing up the friendship, and I'm not sure I actually want a romantic relationship regardless (way too fucking much work, plus with the kind of emotional intelligence that allows an attraction like this to go unnoticed till I'm surprised by being jealous for someone I maybe shouldn't be dating anyway). But I can't un-notice the attraction now that I've noticed it.
So... what should I do here?