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2012.06.05 08:24 Feueradler9 PlayStation Plus

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2023.03.29 21:51 Downtown-Day-5059 California Work Experience Verification Letter

Hi Everyone, I have recently passed my AMT MLS/MT examination. I was really excited until I realized CDPH makes it really hard to get the actual license. I have 2 years experience from 2019 in toxicology/hematology and chemistry so I have decided to try and get the limited license at least for now. Unfortunately, the lab director that worked at my previous place of employement does not work there anymore so my experience letter was signed by Hmy supervisor.

I am very worried that they will not accept the letter because it is not signed by the lab director. I cant get in contact with them either. Has anyone had this type of scenario that has either not worked out or worked out eventually? I dont want to move out of state as my mother is sick and I dont want to be too far away from her.

Any advice is greatly appreciated
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2023.03.29 21:50 StepwiseUndrape574 Huge GTA 6 Leak Claims Rockstar’s New RAGE9 Graphics Engine Is Incredible

Besides offering up chaotic open-world action, one thing that Rockstar's games have done ever since Grand Theft Auto III is push the envelope in terms of technology. This is somewhat debatable up to Grand Theft Auto IV, which stunned audiences with its mix of macro-scale simulation and micro-scale detail. GTA V and the newer Red Dead Redemption 2 have continued this tradition, and both are still capable of putting the hurt on modern PCs. That's largely thanks to their forward-looking design that integrates features that contemporary systems weren't really ready for when the released.
gtaonlinerain GTA V can still look startlingly realistic at times.
The thing is, even though it just got a re-release on the current-generation consoles, GTA V originally released in 2013. The game's still fun, of course, especially the online mode that has seen continual updates over the years. The technology behind the title is getting a little dated, though, and fans of the series are understandably chomping at the bit for a new release. Rockstar has confirmed that GTA VI (or at least, the next GTA game) is in the works, but as usual, the company hasn't released any information about the title, nor mentioned a release window.
The leaks and rumors that we've heard so far place a hypothetical "GTA VI" at the end of next year, or even in 2025. That's a lot of development time, even if the company only moved into active development in the middle of last year, as is supposedly the case. In a time when almost every other development house (from Square-Enix to CD Projekt Red) is moving to the Unreal Engine, it seems like Rockstar will thankfully stick with its own in-house tech, known as RAGE.
chrisklippeltweet
That bit of information comes from a tweet by Chris Klippel, who is among other things the creator of Rockstar Mag, a French-language gaming news site that focuses on topics surrounding Rockstar Games and its releases. You can see the tweet above. Chris says that he has been in touch with people who have seen the latest version of RAGE in action, and that its graphics engine is "assez incroyable." Chris describes the latest version as RAGE9, which is interesting; Rockstar doesn't talk about RAGE as a separate product from its games, likely because it doesn't license the tech.
gtaonlinearcade The arcade area added to GTA Online would look amazing with ray-traced lighting.
It's not hard to imagine what sort of features the game engine might include to warrant that description. Heavy usage of ray-traced graphics will go a long way toward impressive presentation, but based on what we've heard in the past about GTA VI, it seems likely that the latest RAGE might be more impressive in its ability to scale content from infinitesimal details all the way up to gigantic cityscapes. We've seen demonstrations of similar technology in Epic Games' Unreal Engine 5, and given the nature of "GTA", such capability would be perfectly suited to the games.
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Another impressive characteristic in GTA VI might just be the NPC AI. Historically, Grand Theft Auto's NPCs have been extremely simple stand-ins mostly intended to give the scene a realistic look without having much in the way of personality or believable behavior. That could all change in the next GTA game, based on a patent filed in October 2020.
From what we've heard, the next Grand Theft Auto title will be set in Vice City once again, so look forward to exploring the city's tropical environs. No word on the chronological setting, though; it could be set as far back as the Cuban Missile Crisis, or it could be set in the modern day. We also don't know necessarily what platforms the title will appear for, but based on Rockstar's history, we'd expect it to be available for the PS5 and Xbox before it appears on PC later.
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2023.03.29 21:48 Hi_Im_zack MKX Kript help

So I started playing mkx and love it so far, but I'm having difficulties with unlockables, particularly in the krypt
Everytime I unlock something, It only unlocks for that user in the controller settings. So I constantly have to switch controllers with my little brother. Why can't we both do the cool Erron black brutality? It's honestly frustrating
Is there another way? I'm on ps5
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2023.03.29 21:48 Aldal Does anyone know why my storage in GT7, shows "97.7% Other"?

- I have deleted temporary data.
- My PS4 Pro has 520 GBs left.
- I'm not using an external harddrive.
- I tried restoring license.
I'm basically playing Gran Turismo 7 without a replay feature at this point. Frustrating and weird. Where is this "other storage" even located?
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2023.03.29 21:40 No-Tie8779 Chromebook File system when managed by crosh

Well I fucked up big time and deleted every user file on my Chromebook with the cmd as I was trying to just purge my /tmp dir with a CMD I found from stack overflow.
rm -rf "$tmp"/{*,.[!.]*}
so anyways , when I ran this it started deleting all files on the entire Chromebook but obviously wasn't allowed to delete any system core files,
and I'm getting really annoyed with googles God damned support community and Google search in general as I CANT FIND ANY INFO on what happens to deleted files when they are deleted from crosh
because as far as I can tell they are all perma deleted because no their not in my trash can (EVEN THOUGH 1000000s OF GOOGLE FORUMS AND ARTICLES SAY IT WILL GO INTO THE TRASH)
well anyways, I'm pissed off so I hope someone can help me
EDIT: well I’m pretty sure I’ve already figured out I’m shit out of luck, as when you use the trash can or a bin to just make sure the user confirms to delete it and can still restore stuff if changed their minds.
So to have whatever data you deleted acutally subtract the amount of data from your total storage amount then you need to clear your trash can, as all the files are still right there taking up space.
Well my fucking Chromebook is now 10 gigs lighter :)
Pretty funny when you think about it cause the second I ran the command I knew it was bad because it promopted how it couldn’t delete specific protected root files, so I had the running cmd stopped within 1-2 seconds of it running.
But yet. But yet. It says like an hour and half to acutally deleted anything intentionally from the terminal shell :)
Bullshit man.
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2023.03.29 21:16 SoyBeanis Are there any coaches or just really skilled players that wanna take me under their wing?

I'm not a shit player, but I play almost everyday, have maybe 1500 in game hours, prestige 1 level 368, in plat 2 rn and hit diamond a couple times before, but i still feel like an absolute bot in the game sometimes.
I barely ever have games where i can get more than like 4 kills 800 something damage without dying unless i get one of those lucky "bot lobbies" with ppl who don't seem to know how to play the game so when i pop off in those it doesn't really feel like I'm popping off it feels like a freebie. Feels like 50% of times, even tho i like fighting, i can't compete with these other teams.
Yeah sometimes i get silly teammates, but other times i feel like i just play like ass, die to dumb things, or feel like I've put myself in important to win situations and i don't know how i got there in the first place. i wanna be able to confidently punch within my skill level (whatever the game thinks that is) and poop on these 4k 20 bomb masters badge players occasionally.
If anyone is interested in that i play on PS5 and I'm on almost all day everyday rn until i start working again soon
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2023.03.29 21:15 Admirable_Ice_9818 Free partition manager for servers? Need to extend it ASAP

Can anyone recommend me a free partition tool I can use even if it's just a 7 day trial (but actually let's you do it) just I've got a E Drive I need to expand but windows disk management won't allow it. There is unallocated space and it's not the OS partition.
EaseUS would let me do it but requires a license which I can't get approved as out of hours.
Anyone know any free ones I can use as a one off. Yes il be asking in morning to get a paid one for future as disk management is crap.
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2023.03.29 21:09 Essbo1337 Upgrading 4.3 to 4.4 a quick guide by Essbo

Hi there,
i am working as a dev-ops-engineer at a german cyber security company.
we're using ovirt on our productive system.
I was tasked with upgrading our 4.3 engine to 4.4 so here is a quick guide for anyone who is interested and can't find a thing on their documentation:
Step 0:
Put your "old" engine into maintenance mode
Stop the "old engine"
systemctl stop ovirt-engine
Backup your current oVirt Engine Running on 4.3
engine-backup --scope=all --mode=backup --file=backup.bck –log=backuplog.log
Step 1:
Install oVirt Node 4.4.10 on a Hypervisor
Step 2:
Make the hostnames for your hv and your engine resolvable (pretty usual shit am i rite)
Step 3:
Deploy your hosted engine via web-portal or cli (doesn't matter) DO NOT RESTORE FROM FILE!
I did it via DHCP and changed the IP-Adresses afterwards (only way to make it work for me)
Step 4:
ASAP ssh into your engine and edit the /etc/dnf/dnf.conf and add the following line at the end:
exclude=postgresql-jdbcaftewards dnf clean all
IMPORTANT: YOU NEED TO DO THIS BEFORE THE ENGINE STARTS UPDATING THE PACKAGES
Step 5:
Pray nothing else breaks if so go back to step 3
Step 6:
If everything turned out fine you'd be able to deploy a storage domain the doing is the same as deploying a fresh engine
Step 7:
When the deployment is finished put the engine and the cluster into global maintenance
Step 8:
SSH Into the engine
Step (IF DHCP is enabled and you want to change ip-adresses) 9:
/etc/sysconfig/networking-scripts/ifcfg-{interface}
Change everything accordingly to apply a static ip - address
Reload the interface or networkmanager
Step 10:
do a engine-cleanup
Step 11:
scp the backup of your 4.3 engine into the engine vm or do whatever you want to copy the engine backup onto your engine-vm
Step 12:
doengine-backup --mode=restore --file=backup.bck --log=restore.log --provision-db --provision-dwh-db --restore-permissions
Step 13:
DONE!

Took me longer as it should i'd assume
Dunno if anyone will ever read this. But this is how i did it
GL HF
I love Ovirt but the deployment is ass ngl
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2023.03.29 20:55 sunburntlily ADHD cleaning hacks?

Do you have any creative methods for helping you keep your house clean? Or anything that just really works for you? I could use advice about basic house maintenance and cleaning up after kittens. I used to be very good at keeping clean but ever since I broke my one rule about not leaving any dirty dishes on the counter for any reason (they must go directly in dishwasher or be hand washed immediately) I went downhill and my golden rule became flexible and not resolute like it should've been. Any suggestions on motivational rules like this one would be much appreciated. I tend to see everything that needs to be done as one big behemoth and it's too overwhelming for me. I work in bursts of energy so if I get started on one thing I feel i have to make myself do another. Or I stop in the middle of the chore once the main part of it is done.
I really miss my clinically clean apartment the way it was! I was so proud and it smelled like pumpkin waffles all the time! Coming home and smelling that sweet scent and seeing my clean house just brings such joy to my heart and bolsters my self esteem so much. I've been spiraling for over a year and now with two kittens who need me I really need to get back in my game! Problem is, I get grossed out so easily so my anxiety prevents me from taking action as I should. It's just all built up to be so much.Any tips on pushing past that anxiety would help too! Cat poop is so gross and hard to clean when they poop outside the litter box for some reason and now it's like cement I can't get off! And there were ants that came in last spring that I sprayed with bleach to kill them but I'm too grossed out and afraid to clean up that area. I'm so ashamed and afraid of it that I don't know what to do. I feel like a failure and I'm sick of it. If my apartment was just magically cleaned I would feel so much better and be able to tackle things so much easier. Do you know of any ways to help me feel safe while I clean up the cemented cat shit that makes me gag when I try to clean it, like something to protect my sense of smell. I rely on gloves all the time. Any efficient ways to contain their excrement after scooping their litter would be much appreciated. So far I'm scooping them into grocery bags to I'm just so sick of feeling afraid of being in my own house. I fucked up an expensive mattress by pouring bleach on it when my dog thought it was a great idea to pee and poop all over it. Any way I can save that mattress? I have literally no idea what to do and I'm really so desperate for any tips and tricks that could help me restore both my apartment and myself to my former glory. I really don't want to end up like my mother who has 4 dogs and never cleans up after them and she is at hoarder levels with all that trash and dog shit everywhere. She has maggots and gnats everywhere, especially in her fridge. I do NOT want to be like her! I'm so sick and frustrated with myself and I can't stand it any longer. My kittens and I deserve better. I need to kitten proof my apartment by getting everything picked up and organized (clothes and makeup and fixing up my bed), clean up my kitchen from trash and dirty dishes, sanitize and remove ant remnants, clean up the kitten room and their litter box area and find a way to prevent the kitties pooping outside the box, vacuum and mop the hardwood floors, clean out bathtub and toilets, and probably other things I can't think of now. I really want them to be able to explore the apartment at will but I just can't let them around the mess. I just want to be able to cuddle with them at night and expand their play areas. Sorry for rant, I'm desperate as you can see
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2023.03.29 20:49 Dimension10 Can't start business from home because lease says I can't. Any insight?

Moved to Missouri recently. I have been printing for many years and wanted to take a crack at starting a legitimate small business. I'm figuring it out as I go along. It looks like I can't get around getting a business license which I'd be fine with, but my residential lease prohibits the use of the property for anything other than residential purposes.
So with this roadblock, do I have any selling option without having to register this address with a business license? Or will I have to figure out some kind of dedicated property solution for my printing?
Appreciate any insight.
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2023.03.29 20:46 KamchatkasRevenge Out of Cruel Space Side Story: Of Dog, Volpir, and Man - Ch 191

"So tell me what I'm looking at Diana?"
Jerry stood next to Diana Lawson deep in the bowels of the secure part of the Tear, well away from the hab blocks and the civilian population. The hangar brig and the main brig were one thing... but there was a third holding location for 'special guests'. What was jokingly called the Tear's black site. Special prisoners, guests of the intelligence community... unwilling guests that is, and prisoners considered far too dangerous to place in any less restrictive confinement.
For these special 'guests', a decent sized room had quickly been retrofitted and fit with powerful energy barriers, that doubled as an opaque surface that the Narlabore could not see through, but could be observed through comfortably. The Narlabore might be able to cut through hardened armor plate with their claws, but the energy barriers had them pinned. Not that they seemed particularly inclined to attempt to escape. Or do much of anything. They just milled about, seemingly exploring their new space, then going idle. Only one Narlabore raised herself out of her shell, and she was the only one who seemed to fully be aware of her surroundings and circumstances.
"Best as we can figure it, without the Queen and without a sufficient critical mass of Narlabore, the Narlabore are more or less... mentally subnormal is probably the nice way to put it. The working theory is they've got a low key collective intelligence, but the primary node in that intelligence is the Queen, and if the male of the hive is another Narlabore, the King add to that network. It's pretty rare that the King of a hive isn't a Narlabore per galactic records. So these girls... save that one there...." Diana points to the more aware Narlabore. "...Just straight up don't know where they are or what's happening to them, or why. If there were enough of them, the Hive would, we think, produce a new Queen. Or if the Queen was intact, she could produce more members of the hive. Knock out both and the hive is effectively neutralized. If there's a way to come back from it, I'm not entirely sure so far... but then we haven't asked either."
Jerry arches an eyebrow. "Considering what you just told me... can we actually... you know... ask someone?"
"There is one person." Diana steps to an intercom panel. "With your permission Captain?"
"Go on Commander, I know you're dying to show me whatever you've got cooked up."
Diana flashes Jerry her dazzling smile. "You know me too well. Careful, you might seduce me."
"Oh no, another beautiful woman in my life, and another of my senior staff in my marriage, how ever shall I survive?"
Jerry rolls his eyes. Diana was clearly just teasing. Probably. "Besides, I get the sense you're the hunter, not the hunted. If I manage to accidentally seduce you, you'll let me know by turning up with rings and a freshly printed marriage license ready to sign."
"Don't tempt a girl with a good time Bridger."
Diana tags the intercom, forestalling a response with a squelch of microphone feedback. Feedback she herself had almost certainly caused. Then the wall goes fully transparent.
"Kal'thwet'e, could you please join me at the wall?"
The one somewhat lucid Narlabore moves slowly over to join them at the wall, her milky white, purple tinged skin on full display as she raises herself up from her armored shell. A red light blinks at her throat, and her voice comes out, first in the shrieking, high pitched language of the Narlabore, and then a second time from the apparent voice modulator in her throat in a somewhat robotic, but still feminine tone.
"We are here Dian'a'Lawson of Hive Crimson'Te'Ar."
Diana doesn't even blink at the strange pronunciation of her name. Apparently she'd talked with Kal'thwet'e before.
"Kal'thwet'e, do your fellows have enough food? Drink? Is there anything else you... need?"
"The sleepers are cared for sufficiently. As is Kal'thwet'e. You do honor to your hive. Many would not care for their enemies as you."
"You don't have to be our enemy Kal'thwet'e. This is our King. Jeremiah Bridger."
"We greet you, mighty one. We can offer nothing, save thanking you for our lives. For as long as we have them. Though it pleases this one to speak for the hive again, even if the Queen is dead, and the sleepers are silent, their minds silenced by the trauma of the Queen's death."
Diana nods, motioning to Jerry to stay silent for now.
"You say you spoke for your hive before Kal'thwet'e? Not the group, but you, specifically."
"We are we... but we are also Kal'thwet'e. It is. Complicated. To explain to those who are not of us. Kal'thwet'e, this one. I... perhaps in your parlance, though it is strange for us to think of ourselves as anything but one of the great chorus. Kal'thwet'e was honored to serve the Queen before. Our mother. Not the creature you killed with your warriors Jere'Miah'B'ridger. That Queen did not birth us. In killing her, you have avenged Kal'thwet'e's mother, and for this we are eternally thankful. Though she sings in our chorus forever, we... miss her corporeal presence and comfort. We miss her guidance."
"So... the Queen we killed, she killed your mother? Was she part of your hive originally?"
"No. That creature is of Narlabore, but she was not of us. There are four kinds of Narlabore. The worker, such as those behind Kal'thwet'e, the scout, the warrior, and the Queen. True born Queens are the foundation of each hive, and when the Queen joins the eternal chorus of our minds, a daughter will rise up and take her place, growing into her strength. If the true born line dies out, then the hive will select another daughter to become a Queen. Many are the hives without the royal line. Many worker lead hives are how many see Narlabore. Strong workers. Strange, but hardy and helpful. Scout clans are rarely seen, hidden in the expanse of the stars. The Warriors though... without wisdom, many become as the creature you saw. Pirates, devourers. Or perhaps as some of your hive has called us, monsters. Narlabore born to such hives without a true born queen are... even less without their queen than a normal hive."
"So is that why you're different?"
"Yes."
"So how did you come to be a part of the pirate hive Kal'thwet'e?"
"Our own hunted and slaughtered us like animals, and dominated the rest forcibly. It is one of the soul sins of our society. We do not know religion as you do. Kal'thwet'e only has a concept of it so we can better interface with those who are not of us. Similarly to being fit with the device in Kal'thwet'e's throat that we might speak as you do Dian'a'Lawson. Our hive was despoiled. Our queen butchered and eaten. Such behavior is... vile, but many lack the presence of mind, the... individuality to truly resist. There is only the chorus. There is only us. When a stronger tune begins to play, we pick up the rhythm... it is..."
"Hard to describe, to one who isn't of you, right, I'm getting that. You told me before that hives have kings as well. What happened to your hive's king?"
"The King, our father as you would term it, was killed. The new Queen already had a king. So he was redundant."
"Not much in the way of retirement programs for Narlabore is there?" Jerry murmurs, more or less to himself.
"When we are no longer able to contribute to the hive positively, we willingly join the eternal chorus. Our time comes, and we echo forever in the voices of those who come after us. Or... we would. It seems our part of the song shall end."
Diana nods slowly. "So you can't become Queen yourself?"
"If more of us survived, perhaps."
"Thank you for your time Kal'thwet'e, the King is pleased with your assistance."
"We are grateful again, for the mercy you have shown us."
The intercom turns off, and the energy wall goes opaque once again.
"Well there you have it skipper. I'm not sure what to think about this honestly. How the hell do you press charges against a hive consciousness, part of which was more or less... psychically raped into compliance for lack of a better term?"
Jerry shakes his head. "I don't have an answer for that. It's not our business either, that's for the Apuk and Council legal system to work out. I'm sure there's a protocol for it somewhere. That said... I'm not sure I'm comfortable eliminating an entire community out of hand. Especially if 'willing participant', is an entirely foreign concept to the Narlabore."
"There might be some survivors yet left..." Offers Diana, herself clearly torn.
"On one hand they're child-eating monsters." Jerry begins.
"On the other hand, Kal'thwet'e at least is a victim too, no less brutalized than one of those children." Diana finishes.
Jerry paces the room for a bit, his mind warring with his heart as he considers the revelation about his enemy. The monster that was the Narlabore. Perhaps. Perhaps. Spending time with his newborns had softened him further... but perhaps he simply wasn't willing to commit genocide, even by accident. If the Narlabore were to survive, then they'd need to be remanded to a hive. Or something. There was no good answer here. The workers couldn't really have charges brought against them, they were barely conscious so far as Jerry could tell. Kal'thwet'e was an obvious victim.
"...Well at least we can say no matter what we delivered justice for the people of the Talasar Spire. The perpetrator is well and truly dead. The Queen was slayed by Jaruna. So that's one thing we can set aside. They deserve their justice, and have received it. The drones, the workers... what limited consciousness they have, and Kal'thwet'e, if we can believe her... they deserve their justice too. We'll need to have a meeting with the Council cops that are flying wing for the Apuk corvette. They'll probably have some options back in council space. As Kal'thwet'e said... There are Narlabore hives with positive relationships with the galactic community. Perhaps... refugees? Or at the very least they'll have the kind of specialists who can tell if Kal'thwet'e is screwing with us or not."
"That's pinning a lot on the council's flunkies skipper."
"Yeah but this is literally their job, and for all the shit we give them, the council cops aren't that bad in the grand scheme of things. Especially not on matters of procedure and protocol, and this is a matter of procedure and protocol."
"So you're going to wash your hands?"
Jerry shakes his head firmly. "No. Just the opposite. We can't help them. Not completely, but we're going to see this through and not just dump it on someone. If I don't think the senior council cop is a competent steward for the Narlabore, we'll keep them in protective custody. Until we can find someone who knows their ass from their elbows and can help... but also reckon the matter of justice for a hive mind. I'm not sure any human can truly do that. Was it all the single despot? Or did say, those who were hunting the children Sir David rescued have some degree of culpability. Moot point perhaps as they're dead... but if it was a group desire..."
Jerry shakes his head firmly.
"No. We're not going down that rabbit hole. Someone has. Someone has sorted this crap and enshrined it in galactic law long ago and I am not going to waste our resources repeating work. You and your people have better things to do. I have better things to do, and if I don't have better things to do, then I should be doing the most important thing of all and spending time with my newborns."
"Considering the sheer number of newborns in the Den, one wonders how you find time for anything else."
Diana smirks over at Jerry, a quirk of her lips that added all manner of tone to her simple statement. All very confusing tones, but tones nonetheless.
"Let's just say learning to multitask is key when you have numerous wives, even more numerous children, and a starship to run."
"Oh I'm sure. Considering how often the Bridger girls are just glowing... or pregnant, one can only imagine your talent at multitasking. But then, just imagining isn't very fun is it? I'm sure it's led to inflamed imaginations everywhere you go. With every woman you meet who lacks a talented multitasker of her own at home. Thinking about just how... lucky... they must be."
There was a slight purr in Diana's tone that would have made a tiger proud, alluring, teasing and intimidating all at once... but before Jerry can turn to face his spymaster, and figure out what exactly she's on about... she's already gone. Leaving Jerry to watch the Narlabore alone for a moment, before he too vanishes from the cell.
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2023.03.29 20:41 winteriscoming981 Am I wrong for saying I was sleepy on my husband's birthday?

Today is my husband's 25th birthday (I'm 23). I want to start this off by saying that when I asked him what he wanted for his birthday he named 4 things that totalled out to be $900, plus 3 different semi-expensive restaurants for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We're both actors and had filming all weekend, plus his daughter is with us on the weekends. I'm a dancer at a club an hour and a half away from where we live. When we met I moved far away from my work because he had to live here since his daughter's mother does. So this is how the past week has went for me..
I had to work Wednesday night, so I didn't get home until 8 am Thursday and he'd stayed up all night waiting for me because his ex said she was bringing his daughter at 2 pm, but instead showed up randomly at 9 am. I didn't get to sleep at all that day and had to work that night to make up for the fact that I couldn't work the weekend because of filming (I make about 5 times more on weekends than I do weekdays). On Friday we watched her together and he wanted me to stay up until 2 am with him since it was the only night we'd have together that week. The next morning I woke up at 6 am and tried to wake him up at 7 like he asked, but he got angry and said to let him sleep more and it caused an argument (I wanted him to wake up because I couldn't watch her and get ready at the same time,,we had to leave at 9). His mom watched his daughter that day and I drove us 2 hours to our filming, we filmed until 5 am Sunday morning, and then got home around 8 am and she was already awake, so we had to stay awake with her until her mom came at 2 pm. I slept until 7 pm and then had to get up and get ready for work. I worked Sunday and Monday and barely made money either day. Normally I'd never work any day besides Thursday-Saturday but I wanted to specifically for his birthday. I got home at 6 am on Tuesday morning and the next day I woke up many times but he was never awake, so I kept going back to sleep because I didn't want our schedules to be messed up on his birthday. We both ended up waking up officially at 5 pm yesterday, then once it got late he said he wanted to stay up all night and day for his birthday.. but he got sleepy around 9 am.
I had a whole day planned starting at around 1, so he agreed we would wake up at 12. I woke up and tried to wake him, but he said he'd rather me go get his cake and stuff and then come back and wake him up because he was sleepy. All I did was mumble that I was sleepy too and he went "whose birthday even is it, mine or yours?" and kept going on and on about how I don't do anything for him. I explained that the reason I was tired was because I've been working so hard for his birthday and all he said was that he never asked me to. He ended up saying he'd just go get his own cake (he knew he couldn't because he doesn't have a license, he was just saying that) and tried to angrily push me into the bedroom and back onto the bed.
Today and yesterday are my only days off, after that I have to work Thursday-Sunday. I'm also sick with a cold and migraines right now and he's very aware of that.
On my birthday he didn't have to go out of his way for me at all. He doesn't work because of personal reasons between us (it makes sense, I just don't want to go into detail or this would be soooo long), so my presents were out of my own money, we got plenty of sleep the night before, and he also didn't have to exhaust himself for me all week. He says he would have gladly done all of this for me, but I feel like that's very easy to say when you can't actually prove it.
I just feel like an awful wife now. I wasn't trying to make his birthday about me, I've been slaving away for days trying to make it perfect for him. I ended up getting the cake and trying to wake him up after, but he asked me to wake him up again around 3:30.
Tl;dr I've been working myself a lot to make my husband's birthday amazing and then I commented that I was sleepy today because I had only slept for 3 hours. He says I made his birthday about me and I feel awful.
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2023.03.29 20:40 davidlovepandles Tsushima Iki Island sales?

After years of confusion I finally contacted Sony to reset the Legends mode license on my account and let me buy the PS4 GoT directors cut upgrade. Eager to try Iki Island on my replay.
I’m curious though - has it ever gone on sale? Haven’t been able to view the price previously. Just looking at the $20 content upgrade, no PS5 upgrade or the like.
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2023.03.29 20:37 Torneasunder Free trial PS5

Sorry if this has been asked before... I owned ff14 years ago (upgraded from the ps3 to the ps4 version) and stopped playing.
I recently got the itch to go back into it again and heard it was free to play up to level 60.
I went to the playstation store and saw there was a free ps5 upgrade since I owned the ps3 and ps4 versions.
Upon looking at the description for these though is says free trial for 30 days.
When I Google it says there should be a "free trial client" to download on the ps store but I can't find it.
Am I just confused? Am I not able to access the free trial because I owned it in the past?
I'd like to get into it but knowing I have a monthly fee to pay acts as a bit of a deterrent because I feel obligated to play. I was hoping this free trial would be a way for me to get back in easily and enjoy it on my own time.
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2023.03.29 20:36 usernamechecksout273 Average Cost of Pipe Organ Restoration/Repairs

Hello!
I'm a church organist and have recently come across several maintenance issues on my church's organ. Among these include voicing issues, certain notes on certain stops not sounding, etc. Here are some details about the instrument:
It's a 2-manual MP Moller built ca. 1929 and was restored in 1995. It has approximately 12-13 ranks (right off the top of my head) and is equipped with a set of chimes as well as a transposition feature (which I think is interesting for a pipe organ). It looks small but packs more of a punch than one might at first suspect.
Here is a list of issues that I have discovered since I arrived at this church (I have been here for seven months):
In your experience, what is typically the cost of repairing an instrument of this size? I'm trying to do some research about what options exist for the church in addition to communicating with relevant church staff so that we can develop a plan going forward (we're in the process of disaffiliating from the UMC, and from what I understand this endeavor costs the church somewhere in the ballpark of $130,000, so clearly this puts the church in a position to consider the cost of this kind of these kinds of repairs).
Thanks in advance!!
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2023.03.29 20:36 VicCatarino PlayStation 2 79010 restauration

PlayStation 2 79010 restauration
Bought this ps2 with the reader busted yesterday for R$70,00 ($13,58 USD) hoping it was model 700xx, that along with 3900x I consider the best versions of ps2, especialy modded which I was planning to do. Unfortunately it turns out it was as 79010 version, literaly the worst models, you can't mod an HD or SD on it, it lost the HDD support, it lost compatibility with some ps1 games, the power supply is not inside of it like the 9000x, and it even can't be modded with the upcomming PS2digital. but I was happy about the original memory cart it came with, but as it turns out, the memory card is fake. The console is in very rough condition, but I can't be mad, it was so cheap, came with all cables and a fake memory card, I'll restore it, install OPL and resell it.
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2023.03.29 20:35 Grey_wolf_whenever A long and winding road (I'm bad at titles someone read this please)

My family unit is essentially five people, myself, a 30 year old man, my older sister 35, our biological father, our younger step sister, 19, and our step mother.
I have issues with my older sister. Every time we're together there's inevitably a conversation that leaves me feeling horrible. I feel insane, like some part of me is convinced that I'm imagining it, or overreacting, ruining everything for everyone.
The most recent situation went like this, at a family gathering the day after a wedding, with my partner, a wonderful supportive person, my older sister talked to me about my relationship with a semi estranged biological mother that I have worked to repair a lot of damage from over a decade and a half from a divorce. Her tone was accusatory, the conversation had started from a comment I had made about how genuinely I had enjoyed time feeding animals on my mom's farm, and how I was excited to bring my partner along someday.
she starts with a "mom thinks you hate her", bad enough on it's own, I reply, slightly stammering, like someone deeply unprepared for the line of questioning I was heading into "I don't think mom thinks I hate her, I know I don't visit enough but-"
"then why don't you visit more, she thinks you hate her"
"I know I should, it's just a really, really, long bus ride and-"
"why don't you rent a car? You're an adult"
I am an adult, we had just spoken earlier, as a family several hours ago, about my difficulty finding a job after being laid off in January. She has labeled me as a hypocrite: How can a socialist have a new phone? I have never insulted her profession, lifestyle, or income. I had mentioned a savings account I could live off of, money I had been saving for years to maybe someday buy a place to live. Privately I ask myself if hearing this set my sister off, or just knowing that I spoke positively of Mom. Privately I tell myself I should’ve known this would happen, and it is my fault for stepping onto the landmine that takes my leg. My family would agree.
"It's still a long drive. I honestly wish Mom would visit sometimes"
"It's only 2 hours, that's not a long drive and you're making excuses"
"2 hours is a long drive for m-"
"No it isn't"
My expression changes. After a shockingly, inappropriately, short amount of time, sooner than I could say a word, my sister immediately says "what? What are you glaring at me for?" And offers a vaguely remembered taunt about me being angry. My sister has a decidedly aggressive manner of speaking, a tone which causes many sentences to be spit with a venom that says "you ruin everything", and a speed that very rarely allows anyone else to finish a sentence. Family members claim she maybe cannot help this, I am not sure I agree. My partner has witnessed all this and is aghast, stunned at the swiftness of the verbal pummeling I’ve taken.
My partner and I decide I need to go outside and get some air. As I leave, I can hear my older sister offer an explanation to my step mother "he just gets really mad at me all the sudden".
Mom visits me about once a year, I visit her once or twice a year, usually overnight. This is more contact than we've had in the past. I talk to my Mom, she doesn't think I hate her. We have less issues than ever, I value my relationship with her so much as I get older, taking my original family less for granted, and excitedly sharing the new music I create with Mom. She's not the biggest fan of the genre, but her appreciation is fun. It's still a sore spot, for who wouldn't it be? I can't functionally imagine a situation in which my sister, or anyone, doesn't know this will make me, or anyone, emotional. In fact, I think it transcends a personal emotional effect: this is rude. It's purpose is to inflict pain. If this is the story of a repeating cycle, one that always starts the same way is it foolish to think this?
Would I even feel the same way about this if it was a one off situation? It's impossible for me to imagine one single instance of conflict, the full picture a pointillism of antagonization. I could offer a hundred of these conversations up for observation, it would not make a difference, in all of them she would simply be confused. "He just doesn't like me" she mused "for no reason." I am so aware of my actions, so deeply committed to kindness. Outside of this small sample size, it is the first trait about myself many people would point to. In a survey, my family and the outside world would have completely opposing views of me. This dissonance causes so much unpleasantness, a tear in the fabric of conscious.
I walk outside into a forlorn state, a fortune teller with a gun to their head, Nostradamus in khakis, and I detail to my partner the events that will transpire the rest of the weekend. "I'll try really hard to bottle this up", I tell her, "but whatever happens: this is my fault". My partner asks why I don't just talk to my parents about it more. "It doesn't matter, the problem is me becoming emotional." My partner is in disbelief, unable to accept anyone could repeatedly witness these events and feel this way, I am assured “I cannot fucking imagine anyone in my family treating my little brother this way.” I believe her. I look down and say "Negative peace" to the ground, my sentences coming in partial fragments.
I couldn't speak, and sitting outside the gathering I see my step mom. She asks what's wrong, I reply, she says "I see" and goes back into the party. Later on, it torments me that I tried to share this with her and neither her, nor her daughter who I consider very close, could talk to me. Myself and my partner shut ourselves off from the group, a fact that will be thrown into my face like dynamite, choosing to hang out in a bedroom. No one has acknowledged any event to me, choosing instead to make a conscious decision to enjoy life with my older sister, who has turned on a dime into politeness and charm with our shared family. Knock on my door. All of them must know about the event by now, I’ve told my step mother and it's happened before, so many times. It’ll always happen, what good is me explaining it again? Accused of "closing them off" I maintain: I was just down the hall. It wouldn't have made a difference, my step mother works hard to remain impartial.
I felt like I could see the future. What always happens, happening again. Eventually I'll talk to my father. I can't help it, it's very hard to contain, her words can cut me so deep. And every time he acts like I'm a rude jerk for being upset. I don't need him to intervene, I've told him this when I apologize for being upset, I would be so helped by even condolence. I've been begging at this altar of paternal affection, I'm here to tell you: there is no God.
During a family dinner a year or more ago, the five of us, my sister complained about anxiety symptoms and I offered a suggestion: a combination therapy and anti anxiety prescription. I'm not a doctor: I was sharing it along with the information that it had worked for me, the first time I had told my parents I had even done therapy, frowned upon by our folks, I thought this offering of information would help ease her fears about seeking treatment.
She responds, loudly and in tears "I don't need therapy, I don't have anxiety like you, I'm autistic you fucking asshole"
She has used "autism" as a get out jail free card many times. Several members of my family are, some more severe than others. My cousins are deeply affected, most of the time choosing not to speak although when they do they can be very sweet. Her diagnosis came much more recently, a response to her seeking out a doctor after self diagnosing herself from the internet. The others are not as cruel, and I have never heard it used as a defense.
Growing up I had my own issues with mental health, I used to frequently become so terrified I'd vomit at different triggers. Planes, boats, a school bus, barfing away in near constant terror. Unable to peacefully sleep for weeks every time I learn something new, scared my appendix will burst and I'll die, scared my tonsils will fall down my throat and I'll die, I beg my parents to take me to have them removed. Not a normal thing, I now realize, I wonder if it matters. Diagnosed by a doctor with Generalized Panic disorder, ironically many, many years before my older sister would discover the hit and run potential of "you can't blame me, I'm autistic."
She cries and goes upstairs, the dinner continues silently. I ask my father if he thinks that reaction was warranted and he has little response.
He claims he did not hear it. A bold excuse, maybe he had a mouthful so I try to jog his memory. I feel like a psycho, being forced to detail a conversation that is still actively happening, that we were all a part of. After I tell him about the part where she calls me a fucking asshole, he demurs, and asks why I thought that wouldn't make her angry. I explain again, now for the third time, about how I only recommended she could try something based on a deeply personal experience that I also had, adding on this time an explanation about how the shared process of opening up typically inspires trust and brings people together. I do not feel this needs to be explained, but I gave it a try. I am emotional, upset, not hysterical, "I don't know, you're being dramatic." He says "Besides, I don't know what you want me to do."
I don't know what you want me to do. I've heard that sentence a hundred times, he simply cannot imagine "doing" anything, no action, no word, not a thought of participation into the conflict that has dominated every family event since time memoriam. "Try something" I say every time, like a wind up toy. The solution can not come from me, because then he can do it sarcastically. It's happened before. Words of comfort delivered with the trademark eye roll, a pat on the back given behind a snicker. I have told him this, how a simple "I'm sorry about that and I don't think you deserved it.'' would be an entire world.
This most recent time, after the conversation about our mother, I found myself in such a depression, I didn't speak for the rest of the day and just kept my head down in my room. Later I am informed this is offensive behavior.
The next morning when she was out I said something, I could feel my blood pressure rise and my body tense as it almost unwillingly slipped out of my mouth.
"[Sister] lectured me about mom"
My father immediately and angrily comes to her defense with a “You shut yourself off!” always playing the hero for his daughter, the problem is my reaction. The eye roll I received made me want to die. Complete rejection, disappointment in a look. He immediately assumes the offensive “You were in your room all day!” he says angrily, "You do this every time”. He looks appalled, enraged even. I was a door away, an act more offensive than anything, if you ask him, and he is unable, maybe unallowed, to knock on a door. Did my step mother inform him of our conversation? He was so prepared for this. “Why do you have to be all moody?" He sneers. But I've told him why, we had this conversation today, 8 weeks ago, 4 months ago, a year ago, 2 years ago. We have this same conversation, me and my father, and when he responds he always says "I don't know what you want me to do" I say it together with him, in unison, to make a point. It would be easy to just put an arm on my shoulder and say "I'm sorry that happened to you" but it never happens, the point is clear: I am being disruptive, and that itself is the problem.
My father is an Olympic champion of dismissal. On one family trip I was having a hard day, my older sister making many repeated small comments, criticizing looks, intelligence, morality and integrity. A hundred tiny knives. My parents, father and step mother, pull me aside to tell me that it's because in the conversation over breakfast I had referred to myself as the "athletic child" and that she had taken offense to that, she thinks I called her fat. In context, my comment earlier in the day was a joke to my family: "I got all the athletics genetics" I had jested in self deprecation, after all I had a couple semesters of high school tennis and I enjoy jogging. We were a trio of very nerdy kids, none of us able to throw or catch a ball. Two theater kids and a jazz guitarist. It's not a sore subject at all, historically, and it was said with appreciation, recognition of an obvious similarity we all share. I'm skinnier than my sister, we do not have the exact same build, but I didn't think she's overweight and I have never, ever, in my remembered life made a comment about it, disparaging or not. The idea of whether or not it's appropriate to torment someone all day for this slight is never raised, instead we pick apart what I said and I am left over explaining my comments again. Later, my sister shouts at me, red faced, as I am in line at an outdoor restroom "Owen! Move! You are always in the way!" My crime? There was a person behind me and I was taking too long to figure out the coin operated bathroom door (you have to put the coin in the slot. Still, rare to see, and not at all obvious to an American. I probably would've figured it out soon enough). Privately, away from the group but unfortunately with my father, I become upset by the days events and let slip a phrase in anger "shes been yelling at me since high school", a strategic blunder as my father can now pretend I'm actually angry about something that happened in high school, and he can successfully play it off as A, a ridiculous long time grudge that I'm being horrible and holding onto and B, denying knowledge of the situation. He tells me I should "save it for my therapist". It is extremely hard for me to square the reality that he thought I was simply out of blue cranky about something that happened a decade earlier, impossible to believe. "Save it for your therapist" became gasoline on a fire, and I will end up leaving this vacation early, constantly reduced to a single, lonely method of defense when allowed no other quarter: Fucking run.
The situation reminds me of another one, at a Thanksgiving just a year ago in which my step mothers brother is complaining about how raising the price of minimum wage will make burgers cost more, delivered as what seems to be a joke, although a miserable, unfunny one. I offered a reply "I guess you can afford to eat less burgers?'' I am told later, after I've left, totally unaware of any offense caused, he exclaimed a desire to punch me in my face for this comment. I do not think of this man as fat, he is larger than I am, significantly taller, with large hands. I think about how I too could get away with things if my physical size were imposing, impressive. I apologize profusely to my step mother, offering to call him up and formally apologize, told it's unnecessary. The idea of them all sitting in a circle, nodding politely at the punishment they think I deserve has haunted me since. I am never told of a word offered in my defense, despite again: I have never made a disparaging comment about anyone's weight. When I was a very young teen, I laughed at a magazine cover: “Addicted to food” it said. “How can you be addicted to food?” My twelve year old self sneered, “Dont you need it to live?” My step mother has struggled with weight and the face she made at hearing this, wordlessly and momentarily, was a memorable moment, a lesson a young child learned to not make comments like this. I never forget anything. I dropped many judgmental words from my vocabulary (words that were, unfortunately at the time, very common) decades ago because of her good influence. It does not matter. I am the thinnest dog in the pack, and so what I say is a slight to your unspoken insecurities.
In the most recent situation, my sister gets back and the conversation is dropped completely.
I am not addressed by any member of the rest of the group trip, besides my always loving partner, who my family talks past me to speak to about anything casual. They are stunned, I'm sure, that she's with me, an embarrassment. Privately she tells me that she finds their behavior, taking care to make sure she includes everyone, "repulsive", or perhaps "appalling" was the word, and it does bring me comfort. My dad waits a few hours to ask me a casual question, an attempt to paint over the previous conversation that opens me up from my quiet anger, his desire for me only extending to when I can behave. I respond in quiet, defeated, embarrassed, agonized, impotent anger "that's what you have to say to me?" And he resumes his previous eye roll. He takes the same dismissive voice "oh, you're still upset." He walks over to my partner and attempts to talk to her about something inconsequential, she is stunned at his flagrant mistreatment. That he would be bull onward, utterly unmoved by the days events as if determined to do this with the most collateral damage as possible: only as long as every wound goes to me.
I simply have lost the spirit of it. My stomach and back feel tremendous pain from the stress, I go nearly comatose. I can't eat, I can't hold onto water, and I spend the rest of the day shivering in the bedroom of an air bnb, being held by my supportive partner, waiting for our flight. I am in emotional ruin, I've explained it to them so many times I've lost count: every time this happens I feel the effects worse, like it kills a larger part of me. I want to stop dying.
My partner and I avoid talking to them. I have nothing to say. I look at my father like a stranger, so indifferent to anything, so willing to plead ignorance "how was I supposed to know you were being upset" He'll say.
We call an Uber and move to sneak away, heading to the airport to put distance between us and the show. I make a weak goodbye. "That's sad" my father says, barely looking up. Offered with no context, I am once again running away, ruining a family dynamic that without me is joyful, and bright. It has been made clear once again "bark, dog, you will only get hit." My older sister has said nothing to me since the incident. Is she gloating? Miserable? Secure in her victory or is it eating her alive? My younger sister too, says nothing, and I feel deep guilt about how much this hurts me. Is she too young? At 19, would I have blamed me?
My step mother steps up, finally ready to take action after years of silence, she makes her move. For a second I allow myself the optimism of thinking she’ll offer any word of solace or defense, but shes not the jury member I always thought, just another prosecutor. I ask her if she, as well, is mad at me. "You're a selfish, spoiled child who doesn't deserve any of this." my step mother says. Finally, we agree on at least one thing.
I have crossed the state in a historic blizzard to take care of this woman's pets after her original sitter, my younger step sisters boyfriend, had to suddenly leave them adrift mid vacation, with no one to feed the dog and cat, in the middle of a blizzard that delayed the trains by hours. As I wait for the thrice delayed train I play over my desire in my head: I will help them and they will know I’m good and then they will treat me differently. I do not speak of it.
They sit on a tropical island singing my praises, and it brings me nothing but internal conflict, how could you say these things and also feel the way that you show through your actions?. “You're the greatest, Im so proud of you” my step mother says from a tropical beach, my thermometer reads a cold negative 16 as I take out the dog. She later buys her daughter's boyfriend a car. They put a down payment on my older sister's house. I'm spoiled, they have done the pitiable charity of including me. I tell her I never want to hear from her again. You won't, she responds. I offer a final Fuck You, she returns it. I leave. She'll return to work next week to a classroom one of my truest and deepest friends has been taking care of, she had to ask me for his number. He describes her remedial teaching job as "incredibly easy, lighter schedule, less students, no lesson plan." compared to the usual substitution. Later, her own mother will take her to Indonesia, again. They go on trips to a tropical island every year, oftentimes more than one. I even got invited once.
I do not offer this sentence, full dissolution, lightly, nor commonly. It is not the chorus of these events, but a recently added and seriously taken bridge. I understand the pain of being disconnected from family all too well: my father's father has disowned him, and myself, in a letter addressed to "resident". It is an early, defining memory of mine, hard to place on a timeline, decades ago and a small child. I was too young to understand the reasons, if there were any, but I remember my rudeness was written. Problem child since birth, always and forever. Born “resident”.
The only times I've brought it up, separation, come after equally miserable conversations. It came from me as an offer, a plea that I have to, in any way I can, claw away from this misery that eats me alive. My step sister is young, and I feel deeply badly for her, but she is her mother's and has her own issues. She would list them off for you: "Depression, anxiety, PTSD from my father, gluten allergy." PTSD to my left, autism to my right. I am adrift in a sea of mental health experts with magnifying glasses pointed at my face in chorus "what the heck is up with you? I don't get it."
I've never felt I had the strength to follow through on it, for I am so needy. I despise my weakness immensely, that I crave their approval, the comfort of something I'm so held at arm's length away. The last communication with my father was a request that if we were ever going to speak again it would be with a licensed therapist present, but I'm cautious. Why arm them with that? It feels like something that would easily backfire, they’ve practiced their response to everything here so shockingly often I can recite the script. Do it in front of a total stranger, easy. And they’ll be given the vocabulary! “We’re sorry if you feel gaslit”, they’ll say, “but you're a spoiled child who doesn't deserve any of this.” They’ll then find factual inaccuracies, sputtering “technically, the island is almost a whole degree north of the tropics” anything that lets them believe the issue isn't the obvious, gigantic one that we can all see. Clipping the hairs around your brain tumor so you can do your bangs in the morning. Putting the turn signal on while your car hurtles off a cliff. A spoiled child, I wrack my brain to think of what they’ve given me other than reasons. The other way, the easy way out, seems so kind in comparison. My father, his father, the uncles, aunt, cousins who no longer contact. My father himself being the youngest child from the first marriage confuses me, did he feel like this? Is there am ugly streak in my DNA, reaching through time for generations? Will I too someday develop the same callus for someone that relies on me? His mother died, and his father remarried, and I remember thinking they were my grandparents in only my earliest memories.
I have in the past, unironically said my dad “Rules”, so good at being a homey it pains me more how much disinterest he has in being a father.
Now, writing this, here, it feels like a light. A chance for both parties to forgive, and heal, and not keep opening wounds and I think maybe I understand my grandfather a little. Maybe it's not unimaginable this would be for the best. I feel a giant void of longing in me for the family dog, a giant black Labrador named Link, who has had more love for me than most things on this earth. When I think about not ever seeing my family again, the thing that hurts most is never getting a chance to say goodbye to this beautiful, sweet creature. But other than that? The inside of me is greeted with a calm finality I have never known, and I feel the sweet release of sensing something is over.
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2023.03.29 20:34 Above_The_Clouds123 Will my PS4 fightsticks work on PS5 version of SF6?

I'm seeing some conflicting information about legacy arcadesticks working on certain games.
The understanding is that officially licensed PS4 fightsticks should work on PS5 games (actual ps5 copy and not the PS4 version being played on a PS5 console). But I'm reading threads where people are having issues.
Have 2 PS4 arcade sticks (HRAP4 Kai and MadCatz TE2) and would like to use them for PS5 version of SF6. Would be a waste to get rid of them for a new native PS5 stick.
Thanks.
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2023.03.29 20:33 winteriscoming981 I feel like I ruined my husband's birthday, but I also don't feel like I did anything wrong. I'm torn..

Today is my husband's 25th birthday (I'm 23). I want to start this off by saying that when I asked him what he wanted for his birthday he named 4 things that totalled out to be $900, plus 3 different semi-expensive restaurants for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We're both actors and had filming all weekend, plus his daughter is with us on the weekends. I'm a dancer at a club an hour and a half away from where we live. When we met I moved far away from my work because he had to live here since his daughter's mother does. So this is how the past week has went for me..
I had to work Wednesday night, so I didn't get home until 8 am Thursday and he'd stayed up all night waiting for me because his ex said she was bringing his daughter at 2 pm, but instead showed up randomly at 9 am. I didn't get to sleep at all that day and had to work that night to make up for the fact that I couldn't work the weekend because of filming (I make about 5 times more on weekends than I do weekdays). On Friday we watched her together and he wanted me to stay up until 2 am with him since it was the only night we'd have together that week. The next morning I woke up at 6 am and tried to wake him up at 7 like he asked, but he got angry and said to let him sleep more and it caused an argument (I wanted him to wake up because I couldn't watch her and get ready at the same time,,we had to leave at 9). His mom watched his daughter that day and I drove us 2 hours to our filming, we filmed until 5 am Sunday morning, and then got home around 8 am and she was already awake, so we had to stay awake with her until her mom came at 2 pm. I slept until 7 pm and then had to get up and get ready for work. I worked Sunday and Monday and barely made money either day. Normally I'd never work any day besides Thursday-Saturday but I wanted to specifically for his birthday. I got home at 6 am on Tuesday morning and the next day I woke up many times but he was never awake, so I kept going back to sleep because I didn't want our schedules to be messed up on his birthday. We both ended up waking up officially at 5 pm yesterday, then once it got late he said he wanted to stay up all night and day for his birthday.. but he got sleepy around 9 am.
I had a whole day planned starting at around 1, so he agreed we would wake up at 12. I woke up and tried to wake him, but he said he'd rather me go get his cake and stuff and then come back and wake him up because he was sleepy. All I did was mumble that I was sleepy too and he went "whose birthday even is it, mine or yours?" and kept going on and on about how I don't do anything for him. I explained that the reason I was tired was because I've been working so hard for his birthday and all he said was that he never asked me to. He ended up saying he'd just go get his own cake (he knew he couldn't because he doesn't have a license, he was just saying that) and tried to angrily push me into the bedroom and back onto the bed.
Today and yesterday are my only days off, after that I have to work Thursday-Sunday. I'm also sick with a cold and migraines right now and he's very aware of that.
On my birthday he didn't have to go out of his way for me at all. He doesn't work because of personal reasons between us (it makes sense, I just don't want to go into detail or this would be soooo long), so my presents were out of my own money, we got plenty of sleep the night before, and he also didn't have to exhaust himself for me all week. He says he would have gladly done all of this for me, but I feel like that's very easy to say when you can't actually prove it.
I just feel like an awful wife now. I wasn't trying to make his birthday about me, I've been slaving away for days trying to make it perfect for him. I ended up getting the cake and trying to wake him up after, but he asked me to wake him up again around 3:30.
Tl;dr I've been working myself a lot to make my husband's birthday amazing and then I commented that I was sleepy today because I had only slept for 3 hours. He says I made his birthday about me and I feel awful.
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2023.03.29 20:30 winteriscoming981 I (23f) feel like I ruined my husband's (25m) birthday, but I also don't feel like I did anything wrong. I'm torn..

Today is my husband's 25th birthday (I'm 23). I want to start this off by saying that when I asked him what he wanted for his birthday he named 4 things that totalled out to be $900, plus 3 different semi-expensive restaurants for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We're both actors and had filming all weekend, plus his daughter is with us on the weekends. I'm a dancer at a club an hour and a half away from where we live. When we met I moved far away from my work because he had to live here since his daughter's mother does. So this is how the past week has went for me..
I had to work Wednesday night, so I didn't get home until 8 am Thursday and he'd stayed up all night waiting for me because his ex said she was bringing his daughter at 2 pm, but instead showed up randomly at 9 am. I didn't get to sleep at all that day and had to work that night to make up for the fact that I couldn't work the weekend because of filming (I make about 5 times more on weekends than I do weekdays). On Friday we watched her together and he wanted me to stay up until 2 am with him since it was the only night we'd have together that week. The next morning I woke up at 6 am and tried to wake him up at 7 like he asked, but he got angry and said to let him sleep more and it caused an argument (I wanted him to wake up because I couldn't watch her and get ready at the same time,,we had to leave at 9). His mom watched his daughter that day and I drove us 2 hours to our filming, we filmed until 5 am Sunday morning, and then got home around 8 am and she was already awake, so we had to stay awake with her until her mom came at 2 pm. I slept until 7 pm and then had to get up and get ready for work. I worked Sunday and Monday and barely made money either day. Normally I'd never work any day besides Thursday-Saturday but I wanted to specifically for his birthday. I got home at 6 am on Tuesday morning and the next day I woke up many times but he was never awake, so I kept going back to sleep because I didn't want our schedules to be messed up on his birthday. We both ended up waking up officially at 5 pm yesterday, then once it got late he said he wanted to stay up all night and day for his birthday.. but he got sleepy around 9 am.
I had a whole day planned starting at around 1, so he agreed we would wake up at 12. I woke up and tried to wake him, but he said he'd rather me go get his cake and stuff and then come back and wake him up because he was sleepy. All I did was mumble that I was sleepy too and he went "whose birthday even is it, mine or yours?" and kept going on and on about how I don't do anything for him. I explained that the reason I was tired was because I've been working so hard for his birthday and all he said was that he never asked me to. He ended up saying he'd just go get his own cake (he knew he couldn't because he doesn't have a license, he was just saying that) and tried to angrily push me into the bedroom and back onto the bed.
Today and yesterday are my only days off, after that I have to work Thursday-Sunday. I'm also sick with a cold and migraines right now and he's very aware of that.
On my birthday he didn't have to go out of his way for me at all. He doesn't work because of personal reasons between us (it makes sense, I just don't want to go into detail or this would be soooo long), so my presents were out of my own money, we got plenty of sleep the night before, and he also didn't have to exhaust himself for me all week. He says he would have gladly done all of this for me, but I feel like that's very easy to say when you can't actually prove it.
I just feel like an awful wife now. I wasn't trying to make his birthday about me, I've been slaving away for days trying to make it perfect for him. I ended up getting the cake and trying to wake him up after, but he asked me to wake him up again around 3:30.
Tl;dr I've been working myself a lot to make my husband's birthday amazing and then I commented that I was sleepy today because I had only slept for 3 hours. He says I made his birthday about me and I feel awful.
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2023.03.29 20:29 winteriscoming981 I (23f) feel like I ruined my husband's (25m) birthday, but I also feel like I didn't do anything wrong.. I'm torn.

Today is my husband's 25th birthday (I'm 23). I want to start this off by saying that when I asked him what he wanted for his birthday he named 4 things that totalled out to be $900, plus 3 different semi-expensive restaurants for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We're both actors and had filming all weekend, plus his daughter is with us on the weekends. I'm a dancer at a club an hour and a half away from where we live. When we met I moved far away from my work because he had to live here since his daughter's mother does. So this is how the past week has went for me..
I had to work Wednesday night, so I didn't get home until 8 am Thursday and he'd stayed up all night waiting for me because his ex said she was bringing his daughter at 2 pm, but instead showed up randomly at 9 am. I didn't get to sleep at all that day and had to work that night to make up for the fact that I couldn't work the weekend because of filming (I make about 5 times more on weekends than I do weekdays). On Friday we watched her together and he wanted me to stay up until 2 am with him since it was the only night we'd have together that week. The next morning I woke up at 6 am and tried to wake him up at 7 like he asked, but he got angry and said to let him sleep more and it caused an argument (I wanted him to wake up because I couldn't watch her and get ready at the same time,,we had to leave at 9). His mom watched his daughter that day and I drove us 2 hours to our filming, we filmed until 5 am Sunday morning, and then got home around 8 am and she was already awake, so we had to stay awake with her until her mom came at 2 pm. I slept until 7 pm and then had to get up and get ready for work. I worked Sunday and Monday and barely made money either day. Normally I'd never work any day besides Thursday-Saturday but I wanted to specifically for his birthday. I got home at 6 am on Tuesday morning and the next day I woke up many times but he was never awake, so I kept going back to sleep because I didn't want our schedules to be messed up on his birthday. We both ended up waking up officially at 5 pm yesterday, then once it got late he said he wanted to stay up all night and day for his birthday.. but he got sleepy around 9 am.
I had a whole day planned starting at around 1, so he agreed we would wake up at 12. I woke up and tried to wake him, but he said he'd rather me go get his cake and stuff and then come back and wake him up because he was sleepy. All I did was mumble that I was sleepy too and he went "whose birthday even is it, mine or yours?" and kept going on and on about how I don't do anything for him. I explained that the reason I was tired was because I've been working so hard for his birthday and all he said was that he never asked me to. He ended up saying he'd just go get his own cake (he knew he couldn't because he doesn't have a license, he was just saying that) and tried to angrily push me into the bedroom and back onto the bed.
Today and yesterday are my only days off, after that I have to work Thursday-Sunday. I'm also sick with a cold and migraines right now and he's very aware of that.
On my birthday he didn't have to go out of his way for me at all. He doesn't work because of personal reasons between us (it makes sense, I just don't want to go into detail or this would be soooo long), so my presents were out of my own money, we got plenty of sleep the night before, and he also didn't have to exhaust himself for me all week. He says he would have gladly done all of this for me, but I feel like that's very easy to say when you can't actually prove it.
I just feel like an awful wife now. I wasn't trying to make his birthday about me, I've been slaving away for days trying to make it perfect for him. I ended up getting the cake and trying to wake him up after, but he asked me to wake him up again around 3:30.
Tl;dr I've been working myself a lot to make my husband's birthday amazing and then I commented that I was sleepy today because I had only slept for 3 hours. He says I made his birthday about me and I feel awful.
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2023.03.29 20:24 StepwiseUndrape574 Huge GTA 6 Leak Claims Rockstar’s New RAGE9 Graphics Engine Is Incredible

Besides offering up chaotic open-world action, one thing that Rockstar's games have done ever since Grand Theft Auto III is push the envelope in terms of technology. This is somewhat debatable up to Grand Theft Auto IV, which stunned audiences with its mix of macro-scale simulation and micro-scale detail. GTA V and the newer Red Dead Redemption 2 have continued this tradition, and both are still capable of putting the hurt on modern PCs. That's largely thanks to their forward-looking design that integrates features that contemporary systems weren't really ready for when the released.
gtaonlinerain GTA V can still look startlingly realistic at times.
The thing is, even though it just got a re-release on the current-generation consoles, GTA V originally released in 2013. The game's still fun, of course, especially the online mode that has seen continual updates over the years. The technology behind the title is getting a little dated, though, and fans of the series are understandably chomping at the bit for a new release. Rockstar has confirmed that GTA VI (or at least, the next GTA game) is in the works, but as usual, the company hasn't released any information about the title, nor mentioned a release window.
The leaks and rumors that we've heard so far place a hypothetical "GTA VI" at the end of next year, or even in 2025. That's a lot of development time, even if the company only moved into active development in the middle of last year, as is supposedly the case. In a time when almost every other development house (from Square-Enix to CD Projekt Red) is moving to the Unreal Engine, it seems like Rockstar will thankfully stick with its own in-house tech, known as RAGE.
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That bit of information comes from a tweet by Chris Klippel, who is among other things the creator of Rockstar Mag, a French-language gaming news site that focuses on topics surrounding Rockstar Games and its releases. You can see the tweet above. Chris says that he has been in touch with people who have seen the latest version of RAGE in action, and that its graphics engine is "assez incroyable." Chris describes the latest version as RAGE9, which is interesting; Rockstar doesn't talk about RAGE as a separate product from its games, likely because it doesn't license the tech.
gtaonlinearcade The arcade area added to GTA Online would look amazing with ray-traced lighting.
It's not hard to imagine what sort of features the game engine might include to warrant that description. Heavy usage of ray-traced graphics will go a long way toward impressive presentation, but based on what we've heard in the past about GTA VI, it seems likely that the latest RAGE might be more impressive in its ability to scale content from infinitesimal details all the way up to gigantic cityscapes. We've seen demonstrations of similar technology in Epic Games' Unreal Engine 5, and given the nature of "GTA", such capability would be perfectly suited to the games.
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Another impressive characteristic in GTA VI might just be the NPC AI. Historically, Grand Theft Auto's NPCs have been extremely simple stand-ins mostly intended to give the scene a realistic look without having much in the way of personality or believable behavior. That could all change in the next GTA game, based on a patent filed in October 2020.
From what we've heard, the next Grand Theft Auto title will be set in Vice City once again, so look forward to exploring the city's tropical environs. No word on the chronological setting, though; it could be set as far back as the Cuban Missile Crisis, or it could be set in the modern day. We also don't know necessarily what platforms the title will appear for, but based on Rockstar's history, we'd expect it to be available for the PS5 and Xbox before it appears on PC later.
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