Age: 22 Sex: Female Height & Weight: 135lbs; 5’7” Medical history: h/o septic shock w/ pressor use, h/o multi-organ failure of kidneys(h/o dialysis use) and liver, h/o ARDS w/ mechanical ventilation, h/o cardiac arrest d/t bacterial pericarditis, h/o hypertension which has since resolved (as of mid-2023), h/o mono, h/o disseminated histoplasmosis, h/o several chest drains which left neuropathy around chest (may be relevant to question), h/o several blood transfusions, h/o anemia Current medications: Omeprazole 40mg x2 a day, folic acid 1mg x1 a day, seroquel 25mg x1 a day, amitriptyline 50mg x 1 a day, hydroxyzine 25 mg 1-2 PRN, zofran 8mg PRN (taken often, usually multiple times a day), has an active prescription for losartan 12.5mg HOWEVER have not needed it since May of 2023. OTC vitamins: women one a day x1 a day, Vitamin D2 x1 a day, daily fiber x3 a day Recent lab work and testing: perfectly normal CBC, CMP, and sed rate as of April 2024
— Latest EKG in Jan 2024 stated: “SINUS RHYTHM LEFT ATRIAL ENLARGEMENT POSSIBLE RIGHT VENTRICULAR CONDUCTION DELAY Compared to ECG 11/07/2023 13:27:41 Atrial abnormality now present.”
— Latest echocardiogram in Sept 2023 stated: “1. LV Ejection Fraction is normal at 50 -60 %. 2. Normal global left ventricular function. 3. Normal RV systolic function. 4. Mild mitral valve prolapse.”
— Holter Monitor in Sept 2023 noted nothing of significance
I hope that covers everything.
I have a “mystery” going on…my heart beats hard/very forcefully and loudly. It has since I went into cardiac arrest in November of 2022. In 2023, I went to have it investigated more, I got an echo, several EKGs, and several chest x-rays & CT scans (monitoring histoplasmosis). Everything came back normal as my doctors have said. It beats so hard my class mates comment on how easy it is to find my pulse, it shakes my body as it beats and makes it uncomfortable to lay down, especially on my left side, and i can constantly hear it, my doctor has listened and told me it did best loud so Ik im not crazy.
It’s is 24/7 and anxiety meds do not help. They used to say it was deconditioning after illness and cardiac arrest, but now I work a very active job (walk regularly 10 miles+ a day at work) and feel pretty close to average at least. I’ve also have had my blood pressure checked (both at home and medical settings) and it’s nearly perfect and not high anymore. It’s driving me insane. What could cause thing?? Thanks.

I recently had some difficulties myself with trying to define shadow Pokémon movesets, and controlling which moves they learn as their heart gauge lowers. With help from aguadiablo, I've come to grips with how this system works and am leaving my findings, in the hope that someone else is helped by this.

Shadow Pokémon Initial Moveset

This is defined in the shadow_pokemon.txt in the PBS folder.
Our example Pokémon, Zigzagoon looks like this in the file.
Which produces an ingame result like this.

Shadow Pokémon Heart Gauge Moves

As a shadow Pokémon has its heart gauge reduced, it may learn additional moves to fill out any empty move slots it has. These are (by default) filled out by the most recent moves on the learn list for a Pokémon of that level. But they are simple enough to manually control.
During a trainer fight where the player catches the shadow Pokémon you should define the Pokémon's moveset manually in trainers.txt in the PBS folder.
An example with the Zigzagoon.
At first it may seem as if this has done nothing, as the Zigzagoon only has it's normal shadow moveset in battle and after capture. That same Zigzagoon from the trainer battle.
But as the shadow gauge is lowered, the Zigzagoon learns moves that were defined in the trainer battle it was caught from.
If you compare the two moves sets, you may be able to see why those moves were selected to be learned:

	Move 1	Move 2	Move 3	Move 4
Original moves:	Tackle	Growl	Snarl	Headbutt
Shadow moves:	Shadow Rush	Shadow Crush	[EMPTY]	[EMPTY]
Final moves:	Shadow Rush	Shadow Crush	Snarl	Headbutt

The move are selected based on the slot they occupy, which is defined by the order they are given to the pokemon.
Here are ways to define the moveset for this Zigzagoon depending on the encounter type:
In a trainer battle (in trainers.txt)
As a wild battle event
As a gift
^{Note: in each case, make sure to define the moveset before turning the Pokémon in to a shadow Pokémon, otherwise you will overwrite their shadow moveset!}
Each of these methods will yield the same result.

Purified Pokémon Movesets

After a shadow Pokémon has been purified, they will regain their original moveset. By default, this is the four most recently learned moves on the learn list for a Pokémon of that species and level.
However, if you have manually defined a moveset before they became a shadow Pokémon (as above), they will regain that full list of moves upon being purified.
For example, here is that Zigzagoon again after purification.
Please look to the links in the "Shadow Pokémon Heart Gauge Moves" section for examples of how to manually define the original moveset of a shadow Pokémon.
If you've read down this far, I hope this information can help you, and please ask questions around the reddit! I've found some great advice here.

Hey guys, I am a Canadian that moved over permanently in 2022. Me (21) and my Aussie partner (19) are currently looking to move in together. We are starting the PR (partner visa) process for myself so I can eventually get citizenship. I have some questions about applying for an appartment here. First little bit about my rental situation. Since I moved over I’ve been living with a childhood buddy of mine in Bowen hills. Never been put on the lease ( i know my fault) but my roomate will gladly be my reference when needed. My partner has been living at her own place since last July 2023 and before that suddent accommodation at the university of Queensland where she goes to school. As for work, I work in luxury sales and make around 80-100k a year. My partner is in full time med and on scholarship with abstudy since she is part aboriginal. She gets a rent + food allowance because of this. My roommates lease ends in September, but because i am not on the lease i can technically leave anytime, but it has to be before September.
I am currently looking mainly on realestate.com. We have both setup profiles and put in all our info and have been looking mostly there.
My questions are:

• where are the best places to look for apartments?
  
• how soon should i start looking if I am looking to move around end of August/ sept 2024?
  
• our budget is 550-600 p/w. What are the chances you think we will actually land an apartment (preferably downtown in the CBD) with that price range and in this housing market?
  
• Any other advice on how to up my chances as much as possible to get approved for a place!!!!!
  

Remember I am only 21 and my partner is only 19. I am very aware that our age is a huge downside (usually) making our chances much thinner. Especially going up against Dan and Ella who are both 44 year old doctors with 20 years of rental history in Brisbane. That being said, I do have exceptional rental references from Canada and one from Brisbane. I also make great money and have exceptional experience living on my own for my age, having lived in now 4 different countries (been to 53 in my lifetime) and all over the world since I turned 18. Not sure if that matters but it’s definitely something I would consider when renting to someone of my age. My partner has much less experience, but she is an Australian citizen (which should up our chances from what I’ve heard) and has rental history in Brisbane as well. She also gets money from the government for rent and food that is part of her aboriginal/uni scholarship right.
I know this is long but some of the best advice/ways I’ve learnt the most is through asking you guys!
Any advice helps.
Cheers

This post is geared towards anyone questioning or doubting Bryson swing. Be it the longevity or the robotic nature I have ventured down this rabbit hole and have explored every nook and cranny so AMA you want to know further bc odds are I can probably answer it.
I'm not in his camp or on his team I'm just a fan of his and for better or worse I have been from the get go. 1st time I remember seeing him was low am in Butler's Cabin and Nantz spoke very highly of him somewhere around this time The Golfing Machine by Homer Kelley was mention by Bryson.
This is essentially the "science" behind the golf swing that we all see today, same club lengthen etc. Now I think it's important to understand who Homer Kelley was and why this is all so important as he is/was a pretty divisive person in his day not unlike Bryson in the present.
Homer Kelley worked for Boeing and was known as a "problem solver" he had no formal education in aerospace, or any mathematics, physics, geometry ect. He was a legend there for his ability to find solutions that were deemed impossible.
A side note here I think that's worth pointing out is the story of the wright brothers as it pertains to fight. Again the wright brothers no formal education but were known to "tinker" as inventors and it's ultimately this trail and error of trying the unconventional that allowed them to break through and achieve the first fight.
Coming back to Homer Kelley he became obsessed with golf during the great depression and became upset with the lack of a universal golf language. He would ask club pros swing questions that they couldn't answer. I don't know exactly when he started writing but the book was first published in 1969. Many, many, many of the terms that are used to describe the golf swing can be found in this book only time has butchered them and they are bit off from his original definitions. Outside-in/inside-out aiming point are two that come to mind
Anyhow the book is polarizing itself and can be a very challenging read to say the least. He doesn't repeat anything so there's no emphasis on any one thing. It reads like a choose your own adventure and it's quite 'scientific-y'. It can also be hard to obtain a copy of the book bc he didn't want anyone revising it so he published it himself and a single copy can sell for over $100 easily.
The Internet is filled with a hodge podge of websites, gurus, and TGM experts. I'm not claiming to be one of those but having visiting countless sites there's a lot of misinformation out there which further complicates any attempts at extracting the wealth of knowledge that the book contains.
So one day I'm kinda explaining this to my wife and how I cant seem to find a copy for sale... Well lo and behold that Christmas I unwrap my very own copy. This was Christmas 2018. Like a coal power train it took a while to get things moving but I was constantly reading it forwards and backwards. All in all I think I'm somewhere around 80-85% full comprehension. I read it all the time still.
It's like learning a whole new and language, think Chinese or Russian. However once you start to decifer it the concept and ideas are really somewhat simple and frankly they work Its based on geometry and physics he calls golf
Geometrically. Oriented. Linear. Force.
It's a complete catalog of all things golf swing and as such is very efficient and I believe the longevity of a golfers swing will only increase by use of this book.
10-7-A is what Bryson used to say he was doing in interviews. He still is and he will most likely continue to improve. The robotic swing people like to bring up is called "the flying wedge" there a video of tour player Brian Gay (he's TGM) working with Lynn Blake (calls himself Yoda) where you can really see the flying wedge. It looks just like Bryson swing and I think it's from 2005ish.
I wish I had student to teach this stuff too as it works. The book is confusing I would even know where to point to say start here. But check out Homer Kelley's wiki page
I will forever be grateful for Bryson as my 40+ years of having a golf club in my hand can really be divided into a preTGM and post TGM and seeing him display pure joy today makes me all me grateful.
It is certainly my hope and intentions for this post to hopefully pay the knowledge forward as Bryson did for me, so if your reading this and learning about this for the first time and your have any questions I would be more than happy to help/assist/elaborate in any way I can. Godspeed and hit'em well.
Lastly, I love golf and before I get chastised I just want to point that out. I also know all as in ALL of the major criticism of the book it's why I included the little part about the wright brothers to get those of you wanting to point out whatever it is you may want to point that Unconventional doesn't have to mean wrong. Commit and Trust

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I asked the moderators a couple of weeks ago if they would reconsider letting me join back up with the subreddit on bovada. I was accused of giving out false information which I did not do but I responded in a very negative way. I apologize for that and would like to be considered to have my band lifted all I got was muted again. Is there anyway I can get an answer to my question? Thank you in advance for any help you may give me

I apologize in advance for the length of this behemoth Story time Reddit: Last night I was chilling at a camp grounds in upstate NYC and this really cute bartender was on her first day ever for the job, anyways I didn’t even notice her until a community dinner at 6pm when she got some food and went to the bar to get ready for the night because us folks at the camp were gonna party till LATE I’m 18M turning 19 and I had aspirations to be a bartender myself in the familiar country of Mexico where my family operates a gin booze business. she 22F just turned and I was eager to Yk like ask her how her first day on the jobs going right? Now I time goes by we all just chilling having dinner and our rolls out some Gigachad kitchen employees with dessert and everybody fiends the fucking ice cream sandwich bars and I hastily think about the fellow bartenders out the back of the building (it’s the girl I’m taking about whose new and one other girl whom is basically her chaperone because they are her aunt) approach the bar with 2 ice cream sandwiches asking if they wanted the last stock of what remained of dessert 😂 they politely decline and I just give them away to my boys and walk back to the main cafeteria area and around 5 minutes pass people start to clear out and I not really a drinker and not of age to drink in the US (although I have been to other countries to bars that you don’t need to be 21 to drink all fine) Sit down at the bar with the 2 bartender ladies, i start yapping about all the musical bullshit I do in life and the video game I’m developing and whatnot and that’s why I came up to nature to record the ambient sounds for my project idk why BUT then when I realize is that the girl whose new’s eyes fixated on me intensely full German stare and I’m kinda intimidated ngl, so ofc as a good bartender would ask, they ask if I want anything to drink and i politely decline because I wasn’t really thirsty 💀 We start to just chat a bit I ask about how their day went and then that’s when I realize the new girl whose bartending it’s her first day and she’s absolutely drunk out the wazoo, I feel kind of bad because she was about to just go take a walk break and I saw she could barely even move straight 💀 so I ask “so what are some good things to do around here?” They reply really excited that before it gets too dark (somehow they say that and it’s already becoming 8:30 and dark at out) I should go to this really pretty creek waterfall and the absolutely double whammy hammered chick volunteers to take me. Now me skeptical af and realizing that either A, she can’t keep her eyes of me because she’s deadbeat drunk or B, she thinks I’m cute and wants to know me this is why she offered to take me to a cool place. I accept and I have to walk this girl out the bar because she’s in heels and bouncing all over the place. We make it to a downhill section we have to cross and I see her struggling and ask if she needs a hand and she hastily accepts, next thing up her arms are basically spaghetti and rolling with the wind as we make it down this hill her holding onto me for dear life. We start to walk a bit and I start to ask the big legal concern questions that us “technically inclined” men ask like “How old are you” “Do you have a boyfriend?” And “Are you in school?” I eventually get all these answers and we by some will of god walk up to an abandoned dark horror movie looking ass tipi (basically this ⛺️ thing for u non cultured swines) for some reason my hood senses start tingling and the white girl slasher film mindset goes into my mind like “Why the fuck am I about to go in there?” But hey YOLO why not go into creepy dark crowded place with drunk girl? We waltz up into that bitch looking like injured bank robbers clobbering all over the ground because the ground muddy and we can barely fit into the small opening of it, point is in there she starts basically interviewing me fucking speed run piers style and I answer being sober decently competent. Me not trying to make her feel uncomfortable turn my flashlight on to scout the area and we realize there’s some makeshift bench in there so we have a seat. She doesn’t like the fact the lights on and then she asks “do you want to kiss” and proceeds to inform me I’m a weirdo for turning on the light. Now I’m like: “ aight what the fuck girl like it’s dark spooky af out the hell u want me to do get mauled by spiders in this Native American trap house? Then Yk me never had a girlfriend and curious accepts her kiss offer and right as we are about to friggin kiss a RANDOM ASS NPC COUPLE SPAWNS IN AND JUST WALKS UP TO OUR FUCKING TIPI! What are the fucking odds bro, like it’s pitch black basically out and I’m in the middle of the woods, now they see us (we look hella sus at that moment) and kinda just walk away after being like “ooooh cool!” But anyways I get a pretty Alr first kiss, get insulted for being a horrible kisser and walk it off quoting myself “Bro it’s cuz I’m a Libra right?” Jokingly anyways we kinda talk a bit she enlightens me on some personal facts and me too, I ask if she’s had a boyfriend and she says yeah I would had asked how many but didn’t weirdly enough and she’s asked me then if I had ever had a girlfriend and I respond honestly that nope I haven’t and she doesn’t buy it, she thinks I’m lying. She then proceeds to ask me how tall I am and me being a tall ass mf for my race i respond “6 foot 3” and she’s like DAMNNNNNNN ewwww. I’m dying of laughter and ask what’s wrong. I never get a response 😭 Anyways she then decides to empty her pockets and she came for some reason with basically a mythical rarity load out of pocket loot. 2 Cinnamon booze plastic shots, lip gloss, chapstick and a cart. Now me being the worlds biggest glorified coward who never smoked and almost never drinks was amazed she had all this shit on her. I ask her how much she had to drink tonight and she told me how for every drink she served she also drank (idk why tf weird flex but ok?) we then kinda decide to go out of the tent because all of a sudden she wants to explore the pitch black woods when we both have very little phone battery left for flashlight. I think in my sober mind that’s a horrible idea and I remember in the back of my mind we had to be back in an hour from like 8:30pm and I remind her assuming she will have it into account but fail to realize SHES DRUNK AF AND CANT PROCESS SHIT!!! Anyways we walk around the creek bed and eventually we have a seat and just weirdly enough lay down watch the stars and talk about romantic stuff, she is very kind all of a sudden and we are just laughing wholeheartedly and enjoying ourselves and occasionally she tries to sloppily kiss me and I’m kinda just laying there like : 🙃. But yeah we there doing all that and then she somehow convinced me to do shots of the weird spicy booze she brought and I was very nervous and almost about to fully fold because I had a lot of important things in my life impending in the coming days and I didn’t want to fuck something up being drunk (not knowing myself if I’m a lightweight or heavyweight drinker) We each do one and I’m kinda there lying paralyzed and shivering in my boots not because of the alcohol but because of the nerves I am chilling with a girl on a beauty of a night next to some lovely sounding creek noises and making out. Me being the newbie I am just go along with anything she says or does because I’m not trying to blow what I have going Yk. But yeah time passes we just there on essentially natures lawn hugging and kissing and talking about cute life aspirations and then I have to break the hard news to her, I inform her I won’t be staying around long by any means ( I leave the next day back to da hood for school) and I feel so bad inside! Like this girl even age difference aside whatever was very kind and I didn’t want to ruin what we had going so I try and explain how I would try to visit her and later the next day I am able to check that tickets cost roughly $50 for one ways to the town she lives in and takes 2 hours and a half something if me for love I was able to do im down ig… Now as a recap: She knows I live super duper far away, She and I both understand we don’t want to ruin what we have and we are trying to see how we can keep this going. I hear someone scream her voice and then I’m like Awww shit ur in trouble right? I check my phone and it’s MOTHERFUCKING 11PM!!!! I’m like OH SHIT WE BEEN GONE A WHILE DAMNNN, I pull her up off the ground and try to get her to her aunt who I assumed was looking for her and then we sadly said it last farewell quickly. She kisses me and then she gets yoinked and chewed tf outta by basically her big auntie bartender me feeling horrible and all because I was so immature not checking the time, I walk up to her to take responsibility for the situation and not be a beta male type character she asks me all of a sudden if I’m “ok or hurt” and I say yeah I’m fine and then she walks away and for some reason my good manners and habits kick in as I quietly shout “good night” and she shouts back “yeah good fucking night!” Slams the door with my newfound friend and they both gone. I feel real bad for the situation but hey it already happened, and I then find out from some of my fellow campers that she was threatening essentially to call the state police because people have gotten lost in the woods but in my head I’m like NUH UH I GOT S TIER GOD MEMORY!!! Anyways I do have the girl I was withs number I message her apologizing for not being more responsible and whatnot and then a lot of time happens from there on. I go to bed at 1:30am, wake up the next morning at 6:57am and I’m worried because she hasn’t responded. I paranoid and feeling like a hopeless romantic sit around stressing for hours until BOOM I get off a call checking up with my moms who was out of town get a message from my dear bartender girl! I’m beyond ecstatic and try to see if we can say goodbye because I have to go so soon that same day (today as I’m writing this) we try to compromise and plan but sadly it doesn’t work out for us and we just don’t get a well deserved farewell. I feel truly defeated and depressed about it and people I’m with are speculating how I have barely eaten in all the hours I have been up today. I reply it’s that m stresses but don’t go into detail trying to avoid ancontroversial discussion. This girls name is Sofia and I as I hope a constituted decent person hope I can keep this relationship but there are a few obstacles. 1, she lives 2 hours best case scenario from me. 2, she doesn’t really answer my messages until very late after I send them (for example i message her 12:30 she responds then doesn’t respond until past 5pm same day) and It’s hard to have a relationship with flawed communication I can see. Now for me I have always wanted to find love but never really succeeded in it and I’m truly just grateful for having any experience like this at all and I want to hear feedback from fellow guys and girl as to what I should do to keep this a respectful and responsible relationship you know?
Sincerely and looking forward to feedback, K

So I recently bought a Quest 3 and link cable with the SOLE intent of playing PCVR. While I do think it is a great headset for the majority of the consumer base, I’ve been personally wondering if I should refund it and buy an index. Here are my following reasons:
-I don’t like standalone, I really don’t mind cables that much, especially considering the difference in quality for games.
-Theres a lot of issues presented with a non-native pcvr headset.
-I have a very good pc.
-I want to use full body tracking in the future, and from all my knowledge, the index does way better in this regard.
-In general the index has better build quality, audio, fov, controllers, etc.
-I have the money, and I am a heavy tech enthusiast and would like a very genuine pcvr setup. Despite this, I am not willing to buy headsets like the Pico/Bigscreen beyond due to price, lack of community, lack of support, and I just generally am not familiar and do not feel comfortable spending so much on headsets I rarely hear anyone use. Additionally, they each have downsides that I’m it entirely comfortable with.
-FINALLY i do understand that the quest 3 has much better resolution and lenses, but in all honesty, I don’t mind the Index’s resolution. I had an original quest, which has the same resolution, and thought it looked good. Considering the many other upsides of the index, I am ok with downgrading the resolution. ESPECIALLY since I am seeing a lot of artifacts in my games with the link cable.
Honestly, I think the Q3 is a very good headset and works for a lot of people, but I just don’t know if its for me. But I just wanted to know anyone else’s experiences? Feel free to ask any questions :3

And that’s why you have seemingly moved on without a care in the world. You spent, what? Close to a year getting over Kenzie after your engagement ended? A relationship you admitted that you were not having your emotional needs met in. And it took you less than 3 months to move on from us. I was still fucking waiting for you to come back while you were sweet talking someone new. Why in the actual hell do I still, to this fucking day, love you and want you to come back? What the fuck is wrong with me?! I deserve better! I deserve someone who is crazy about me! Jesus fucking Christ Kadin. I’m hot, and smart, and I have SO much to give and I fucking adored the goddamn shit out of you. You had someone who literally would have done anything for you, and supported you through anything. Someone who loved you for everything that you were - even the things we didn’t agree on. You had a woman who was willing to stand by your side and face ANYTHING life threw at us. You had a woman who stayed with you through a job you HATED and were MISERABLE and PISSY in every fucking day until you found something better. I was there for your good days AND your bad ones, I was there for your grandmother’s funeral, we did our fucking holidays with our families together. We fucking had it, all we had to do was stick it out. And you fucking pissed it away, for what? A text that you didn’t have the emotional maturity to confront me about? It was something we COULD HAVE FIXED KADIN. We could have fixed it! You could have confronted me and we could have talked it out. I didn’t intend to lie about the text I just literally didn’t think about it after the vague question you asked in the midst of an argument. I was prepared to end my friendship with Lynix. Which yes, you didn’t know at that time but you didn’t even give me the opportunity to do it! You just fucking blew what we had up with complete disregard for what position it put me in and now you won’t come back and fix us, and for what? Because you found a girl you can get fucked up with? So that way you can “live the lifestyle you want to live” which translates to: you being able to do whatever you want with whoever you want and not having a woman nagging you at home about being out late or coming home fucked up. That’s honestly so childish and pathetic that it is more important to you to be able to do those things than to have a woman in your life who wants to be there for you and love you and have children with you. You told me you were dating to marry, not dating to date. You said you wanted a serious committed relationship. That’s what I fucking gave you. I told you it would be hard, I told you I could be difficult and I would get sad in the fall/winter. I told you EVERYTHING. You were the MOST warned man that ever went in to a relationship. I warned you, my family did, my friends did. Everyone told you. You told them..and me.. you could handle it. You PROMISED you wouldn’t break my heart. And here we fucking are. You STILL after finding out I’ve been waiting on you, you’re STILL actively choosing someone ELSE! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST YOU DUMB ASS MAN 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

In a now-deleted post on physics someone claimed that time doesn't exist and change is an entirely physical process. I asked them what a clock measures and they said that when the hands move on a physical clock "that movement is not measuring anything it is just changing position in space and we interpret that movement as time passing". When I said that to acknowledge change is to imply the existence of a "before" and an "after", which necessitates the existence of time, they replied that they only considered change as "before and after in space". The comments are where all of the debate is and the post itself was a single line of garbled nonsense about time dilation so feel free to look through here.
Therefore:

1. Is "before and after in space" even a valid thing to say? To me it seems that the words "before" and "after" already imply the existence of time and cannot be used to mean any difference in space. Maybe this is a question of language more than anything but I'm interested in hearing other viewpoints on this.
   
2. Does one require physical motion to experience time passing? It seems fairly intuitive to me as a physicist that not only can we move things in physical space, but that we are also always progressing along a separate non-physical dimension. That allows us to have multiple events happen or objects to exist in the same point in space as long as they are separated in this other non-tangible dimension which we call time.
   
3. Is it possible to have physics without time? I am peripherally aware that there are genuine philosophical arguments for time not existing- how would such a philosopher measure e.g. the speed of an object?
   

Many thanks for your time (hah).
Edit: some minor spelling and grammar, added link to post, added extra question.

I 24F and my husband 23M just moved back in with my parents. Am I spending too much time with my family?
My(24F) husband(23M) have been married for just under three years. We are high school sweethearts and married young. I may be seeking more advice and opinions than the title leads on. We lived with my parents for a short time after being married, then we spent two years in our own apartment. We are trying to save to buy a house and decided our best option would be to live with my parents. They built a massive house with a master suite and full living room and kitchen in their basement. We pay $1600 a month, $1000 of that goes to a savings account that we will be given access to once we move out. The other $600 covers a $150 truck payment we pay to my dad, utilities and rent. We’ve got the ultimate set up.
For context, I’ve almost divorced the man twice. Our sex life has completely changed since being married. If I don’t initiate, it’s not going to happen. He almost never pleasures me and I have recently found out he has an addiction to porn. We don’t do much together, he spends a lot of time on his phone scrolling through Instagram or on his PC playing games, finding cars or trucks he wants to buy or watching twitch. I do not feel like a priority to this man. He does however work a really good job and makes most of the money in our relationship. He provides well financially for us.
If my family is invited to hangout in our space, he gets upset and sits in our room for most of the time they’re down here. He also gets upset if I make dinner for them. A prime example of this would be a few weeks ago, I asked if he wanted to play super Mario bros on the Wii with me and have dinner. He refused to play Wii with me and didn’t want to do anything else, so I invited my sister and dad down to play and have dinner with us. They provided me with extra groceries to make enough for everyone and have leftovers. To me, he didn’t want to spend time with me so I did what I wanted to do. Also, making dinner for my family who charges us close to nothing in rent and welcomed us back so quickly with open arms AND gives us as nice of a set up as we’ve got, the LEAST I can do is make dinner.
He also gets upset because I park upstairs and when I come home from work I’ll hangout and chat with my family. For probably 30 mins to an hour. Not every day, probably twice a week. They probably spend time in our space MAYBE once a week but it’s not consistent enough to really put a number on it.
What do I do here to fix all of the things? I’m sure I’m missing some things as I’ve written this up so quickly so let me know if you have any questions.

So I recently bought a Quest 3 and link cable with the SOLE intent of playing PCVR. While I do think it is a great headset for the majority of the consumer base, I’ve been personally wondering if I should refund it and buy an index. Here are my following reasons:
-I don’t like standalone, I really don’t mind cables that much, especially considering the difference in quality for games.
-Theres a lot of issues presented with a non-native pcvr headset.
-I have a very good pc.
-I want to use full body tracking in the future, and from all my knowledge, the index does way better in this regard.
-In general the index has better build quality, audio, fov, controllers, etc.
-I have the money, and I am a heavy tech enthusiast and would like a very genuine pcvr setup. Despite this, I am not willing to buy headsets like the Pico/Bigscreen beyond due to price, lack of community, lack of support, and I just generally am not familiar and do not feel comfortable spending so much on headsets I rarely hear anyone use. Additionally, they each have downsides that I’m it entirely comfortable with.
-FINALLY i do understand that the quest 3 has much better resolution and lenses, but in all honesty, I don’t mind the Index’s resolution. I had an original quest, which has the same resolution, and thought it looked good. Considering the many other upsides of the index, I am ok with downgrading the resolution. ESPECIALLY since I am seeing a lot of artifacts in my games with the link cable.
Generally I just see more tech-oriented and interested people using an index, and I am wondering if it is the headset for me. I am not sure tho, as I haven’t used an index before. Just want to know anyones thoughts or advice. Feel free to ask any questions :3
Also, feel it doesnt need to be said, but i despise meta. Not enough for me to spend a grand on another headset in spite, but i still hate them. I’m not a valve meatrider, but i still obviously love them much more.

Hi so I am currently in the process for enrolling in high school (I live in socal (Oc area to be specific) and am planning on attending a UC), and I have some questions and I would appreciate any help.
Context (Pardon my grammar if it isnt readable)
I am currently in the GATE program( I really dont know if this affects anything or not, but its another honors level or something like that) and the classes I take right now are standard ELA, Science, Social Studies, Geometry and Biology. For biology, I get to skip my freshman year of bio and instead take chem, and next year I will be taking Alg 2/trig. I'm also doing orchestra, but I plan to drop it because it conflicts with my sports (basketball and golf), and unfortunately, I will have to drop it. I will also take Spanish in my freshman year since im not taking it and UC's require a language other than english. I'm probably leaning towards the medical field, and my real dream is to just help anyone, whether through medical or legal means. I am also participating in the law program my school provides since I thought it would be an interesting and unique experience. I heard that the law program takes a lot of time outside of school and im not sure how I can balance that.
My struggles
I, as any other teen in this generation, struggle with my phone usage. I am usually on it way to much. I understand how it can affect my life, and I'm trying really hard to cut down on video games and screen usage. I plan to use it to my advantage so I can help myself and my future, so I don't waste my time.
I also struggle with focus during class because my mind usually strays and the environment is usually really loud and uncomfortable. Also, when I really want to focus, I'm usually lost on what to study for.
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Questions:
What can I do to prepare myself for these harder classes?
How do I balance time management for these extracurriculars? (since I plan to do a lot.)
Are there any extracurriculars I should participate in? (I am doing church missions and any church-related content for community service.)
How can I get ahead of everyone in the summer?
How can I prepare for my coming high school years?
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Any advice/tips would be greatly appreciated, and I cannot express how much gratitude I would have for any advice.
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Thank you so much!

It was a typical Wednesday night, and I was lounging on the couch with my three cats—Mittens, Shadow, and Ginger—when the emergency alert blasted through my phone, startling all of us.
“THIS IS A CDC EMERGENCY ALERT. DO NOT GO OUTSIDE. REPEAT, DO NOT GO OUTSIDE. AN UNKNOWN PATHOGEN HAS BEEN RELEASED.”
The message repeated in a loop, sending chills down my spine. My cats, sensing my unease, huddled closer. I bolted downstairs to the basement, where I had a small stockpile of supplies. We’d be safe here, I thought. We’d ride this out.
Days turned into a week, and the supplies dwindled. The eerie silence outside was unnerving. No sounds of traffic, no neighbors, not even birds. The world had gone quiet. My cats and I were growing hungrier by the day, and I knew I had to venture out to find food.
Covering my mouth with a makeshift mask, I cautiously opened the front door. The streets were deserted, an apocalyptic wasteland. Abandoned cars lined the roads, and trash was strewn about, but there was no sign of life. I moved quickly, staying alert for any signs of danger.
As I rounded the corner near the local grocery store, I froze. In the distance, a group of people in hazmat suits with CDC and unrecognizable insignia on their uniforms were gathered around a body. The figure on the ground had charred skin, a sight that turned my stomach. I tried to back away silently, but one of them spotted me.
“Hey! Get inside!” one of the soldiers shouted, his voice muffled through the suit. “Now!”
Panic surged through me as they began to run towards me, their weapons raised. My legs moved before my mind could catch up, and I sprinted back the way I came. Bullets whizzed past, the sound of gunfire echoing through the empty streets.
I darted into an alley, heart pounding, and ducked behind a dumpster. My breaths were ragged, and I clutched my chest, trying to calm down. Peeking out, I saw the soldiers sweeping the area, their movements methodical and precise. They were searching for me.
After what felt like an eternity, they moved on, their shouts and footsteps fading into the distance. I waited, paralyzed by fear, until I was sure they were gone. I needed to get back home, to my cats, and figure out what the hell was happening.
I made it back without further incident, collapsing inside and bolting the door behind me. My cats mewed softly, sensing my distress. I sank to the floor, trying to make sense of the chaos.
Days passed, and the hunger gnawed at us relentlessly. The hazmat soldiers were a constant presence, patrolling the neighborhood. Each time they passed, I held my breath, praying they wouldn’t discover us.
One night, as I lay in the darkness with my cats, I heard something outside. A soft scratching at the door. My heart leaped into my throat. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and approached cautiously.
“Help… please…” a weak voice whispered.
I cracked the door open and found a woman, her skin marred by burns similar to the body I’d seen. She collapsed into my arms, barely conscious. I dragged her inside and locked the door again.
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with terror. “They did this… the soldiers. They’re not CDC. They’re covering up something… something worse than the pathogen…”
Before she could say more, she slipped into unconsciousness. I stared at her, my mind racing. The real threat wasn’t the pathogen—it was something far more sinister.
The soldiers returned that night, searching more aggressively. I knew we couldn’t stay here much longer. Gathering my cats and what little we had left, I prepared to leave. We had to find a safe place, a place where we could uncover the truth.
As I stepped into the night with my cats in tow, I knew there was no turning back. The world outside had become a nightmare, and the only way to survive was to uncover the secrets that the soldiers were so desperately trying to hide.As I stepped into the night with my cats in tow, I knew there was no turning back. The world outside had become a nightmare, and the only way to survive was to uncover the secrets that the soldiers were so desperately trying to hide.
We moved swiftly through the deserted streets, keeping to the shadows. Every rustle of leaves or distant sound of movement set my nerves on edge. The weight of the knife in my pocket was the only comfort I had.
I needed a plan, but first, we needed a safe place to rest. I remembered an old abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town, a relic from a bygone era. It wasn’t ideal, but it was our best shot. We reached the warehouse without incident, and I carefully pried open a side door that had seen better days. Inside, the air was stale, and the darkness was absolute, but it would do.
Setting up a makeshift camp, I turned my attention to the woman who had found us. She was still unconscious, her breathing shallow but steady. I cleaned her wounds as best as I could with the limited supplies I had. My mind raced with questions. Who was she? What did she know about the soldiers and their cover-up?
Suddenly, her eyes fluttered open. She looked at me, her gaze intense. "You have to leave," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "They're looking for you. They know you're here."
"Who are they?" I asked, desperation creeping into my voice. "What's really going on?"
She tried to sit up, wincing in pain. "They released something—something they can't control. The pathogen was just the beginning. They're trying to contain it, but it's spreading faster than they anticipated. The burns… they're from the inside out. It's like the body is burning itself."
My heart pounded as her words sank in. "What do we do?"
"We need to get to the CDC headquarters," she said, her voice gaining strength. "There's evidence there. Proof of what they did. If we can get it out to the world, we might have a chance to stop this."
It was a long shot, but it was a plan. I gathered what little supplies we had left and prepared for the journey. The CDC headquarters was on the other side of town, a perilous trek through an urban wasteland patrolled by hostile forces.
As we set out, I kept a vigilant eye on our surroundings, my cats close by. The streets seemed even more desolate, an eerie silence hanging in the air. We moved quickly, avoiding the main roads and sticking to the back alleys.
Halfway to our destination, we heard the distant hum of engines. We ducked into an abandoned building, peering out from the shattered windows. A convoy of military vehicles rolled by, soldiers scanning the area with flashlights. I held my breath, praying they wouldn't notice us.
Once they passed, we resumed our journey. The closer we got to the CDC headquarters, the more signs of destruction we saw. Burnt-out vehicles, collapsed buildings, and the occasional body lying in the street. It was as if the world had ended while we were hiding in our basement.
Finally, we reached the perimeter of the CDC compound. The building was heavily guarded, soldiers in hazmat suits patrolling every entrance. We needed a distraction. I spotted a gas station nearby and formulated a risky plan.
"Stay here," I whispered to the woman, handing her the knife. "If anything happens, run."
She nodded, her eyes filled with determination. I crept towards the gas station, my heart pounding. Breaking a window, I managed to find a few fuel canisters. I rigged a crude explosive with some rags and matches, praying it would be enough.
With a deep breath, I lit the makeshift fuse and tossed it towards the gas pumps. The explosion was deafening, a massive fireball lighting up the night sky. The soldiers scrambled towards the blaze, giving us the opening we needed.
We slipped through the perimeter and made our way into the CDC building. Inside, it was chaos. Alarms blared, and people in lab coats rushed about. We found a terminal and the woman began to download files, her fingers flying over the keyboard.
"Hurry," I urged, my eyes on the entrance. "They'll be here any second."
The download finished just as the first soldiers burst into the room. We grabbed the USB drive and ran, bullets whizzing past us. We burst through a side exit and into the night, the precious evidence clutched tightly in my hand.
Now we had the proof, but getting it out to the world would be another challenge. As we disappeared into the darkness, I knew this was just the beginning. The fight for survival had only just begun, and the truth was our only weapon against the horrors that had been unleashed.We ran through the night, the USB drive clutched tightly in my hand. The CDC soldiers' shouts and gunfire faded into the distance as we made our way through the abandoned streets. We couldn’t stop now. The evidence we carried was the only hope of exposing the truth and stopping this nightmare.
"We need to get to the old radio tower on Pine Hill," the woman said, her voice strained but determined. "It's heavily guarded, but it's our best chance to broadcast the evidence to the survivors."
The radio tower was a relic from the pre-internet era, now repurposed by the government for emergency broadcasts. It was located on a hill just outside town, a place that would be swarming with soldiers. We had no choice.
The journey to Pine Hill was treacherous. We stayed off the main roads, navigating through back alleys and abandoned buildings. Every sound made us jump, every shadow felt like a threat. My three cats, Mitten, Shadow, and Ginger, stayed close, sensing the tension.
As we approached the hill, the reality of our mission set in. The radio tower loomed ahead, surrounded by a high fence and a contingent of soldiers. Their hazmat suits and the strange insignia on their uniforms made them look more alien than human.
"We need a plan," I whispered, crouching behind a crumbling wall with the woman. "We can’t just charge in."
She nodded, her eyes scanning the area. "We need to create a distraction, something to draw them away from the main gate."
I thought about the explosion at the gas station. "If we can set off another explosion, it might draw enough of them away for us to sneak in."
We scavenged the nearby buildings, finding a few old fuel canisters and some rags. It wasn’t much, but it would have to do. We set up the makeshift bombs at a safe distance from the gate, rigging them to go off with a delay.
"Ready?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest.
She nodded, her face set in grim determination. We lit the fuses and ran back to our hiding spot. Moments later, the night was torn apart by a series of explosions. Flames shot into the sky, and the soldiers at the gate scrambled towards the inferno.
"Now!" she shouted, and we sprinted towards the fence. The distraction had worked; most of the guards had left their posts. We cut through the fence with a pair of wire cutters and slipped inside, making our way towards the tower.
Inside the compound, we moved swiftly but cautiously. We encountered a few straggling soldiers, and a quick, silent takedown ensured they wouldn’t raise the alarm. The main control room was on the top floor, and we had to move fast.
As we ascended the stairs, the sound of footsteps echoed from below. More soldiers were coming. We reached the control room and barricaded the door behind us. The equipment was outdated but functional, and the woman immediately began setting up the broadcast.
"Keep them off me," she said, her fingers flying over the controls. "I need a few minutes."
I nodded, gripping the knife tightly as I stood guard. The door shook as the soldiers pounded on it, shouting orders. I knew it wouldn’t hold for long. My heart raced as I prepared for the inevitable confrontation.
The door burst open, and soldiers poured in. I fought with everything I had, slashing and dodging, trying to buy her enough time. The room was filled with chaos, the sound of gunfire and shouts echoing off the walls.
"Got it!" she yelled, just as a soldier lunged at me. I managed to dodge, and she hit the broadcast button, sending the evidence out over the airwaves.
The soldier caught me off guard, his gun aimed directly at my head. But before he could pull the trigger, the woman tackled him, knocking the gun from his hand. Together, we fought off the remaining soldiers, adrenaline fueling our every move.
The broadcast was live, transmitting to any survivors who might be listening. The truth was out there now, and there was no turning back. We had exposed the government's dark secret, revealing the horrors they had unleashed.
As the last soldier fell, we took a moment to catch our breath. The room was a mess, but we were alive. The woman looked at me, her eyes fierce.
"We did it," she said, her voice trembling with a mix of exhaustion and relief.
"What's your name?" I asked, realizing I never knew the name of the woman who had saved us all.
"Emily," she replied. "And you?"
"David," I said, offering her a weary smile. "What's next?"
"We find more survivors," Emily said. "We need to band together, stay safe, and figure out how to stop this once and for all."
As we left the radio tower, my cats trailing behind us, I knew the road ahead would be long and dangerous. But for the first time since the outbreak, I felt a glimmer of hope. We had taken the first step in fighting back, and we wouldn’t stop until we reclaimed our world.As we descended Pine Hill, the adrenaline from our successful broadcast still coursed throughour veins, we encountered a lone CDC soldier. He was younger than the others, his hazmat suit splattered with dirt and blood. He raised his hands in surrender, his eyes wide with fear.
"Please, don’t shoot," he begged, his voice trembling.
Emily and I exchanged glances. We needed answers, and he might be our best shot.
“Drop your weapon and get on your knees,” I commanded, keeping the knife at the ready. He complied, dropping his rifle and kneeling on the ground.
“Who are you?” Emily demanded. “And what the hell is going on?”
“My name is Sergeant Walker,” he stammered. “I’m just following orders. Please, you have to understand, it’s not what you think.”
Emily stepped closer, her eyes narrowing. “Then explain it to us. What have you released? What’s really happening?”
He swallowed hard, glancing around nervously. “They didn’t tell us everything at first. The pathogen was supposed to be a bioweapon, something to give us an edge in warfare. But it mutated… it’s out of control.”
“We already know it’s bad,” I said, tightening my grip on the knife. “Tell us something we don’t know, or I swear we won’t be as kind as we’ve been.”
His eyes darted between us, and he took a deep breath. “There’s a new variant,” he admitted, his voice shaking. “It’s worse than the first one. The mortality rate is 98 percent, and it’s incredibly transmissive. It turns the infected’s brain to jello, makes them mindless, driven by a desperate urge to consume others.”
I felt a cold dread settle in my stomach. “What do you mean, ‘consume others’?”
“They eat other infected,” Walker said, his voice barely above a whisper. “It’s like they’re trying to regain parts of their humanity, but it’s futile. They’re just spreading the infection further.”
Emily’s face paled. “How did this happen? How could you let this happen?”
“It wasn’t supposed to be like this,” he said, tears forming in his eyes. “We were just following orders. We didn’t know. By the time we realized, it was too late. The higher-ups tried to contain it, but it spread too fast. Now they’re just trying to cover it up, to hide their mistake.”
I looked at Emily, the horror of his words sinking in. “What do we do now?”
“We have to find more survivors, warn them,” she said, her voice resolute. “We need to band together and fight back, somehow.”
I turned back to Walker. “Thank you for telling us. Get out of here, go somewhere safe. But know this: if we ever see you again, and you’re still working for them, we won’t be as merciful.”
He nodded, tears streaming down his face. “Thank you. I… I’m sorry.”
We watched as he ran off into the night, his figure quickly swallowed by the darkness. The information he’d given us weighed heavily on our minds. The situation was far worse than we’d imagined, but we couldn’t let despair take hold. We had a mission, a purpose.
As we continued our journey through the desolate streets, my cats trailing close behind, I felt a renewed sense of determination. The world had become a living nightmare, but we had taken the first steps toward fighting back. We would find more survivors, we would uncover more truths, and we would stop this horror, no matter what it took.
The road ahead was fraught with danger, but for the first time, we had hope—and that was something they couldn’t take away from us.
As we watched Sergeant Walker disappear into the darkness, a sinking feeling settled in my chest. The weight of his revelations hung heavy in the air, and I couldn’t shake the sense of despair that threatened to overwhelm me. But before we could fully process what had just transpired, footsteps echoed behind us, and Walker’s voice called out.
“Wait! Please, don’t leave me!” he cried, his voice frantic.
Emily and I turned, startled by his sudden return. His hazmat suit was torn, his face streaked with dirt and tears.
“What do you want?” Emily demanded, her voice sharp with suspicion.
Walker stumbled forward, his hands trembling. “I can’t go back to the CDC,” he gasped, desperation evident in his eyes. “Not after what they’ve done. You said you need survivors… well, I’m one of them. Please, I’ll do anything. Just let me stay with you.”
I exchanged a hesitant glance with Emily. Could we trust him? After everything he’d been a part of?
“We can’t stay here,” I said, my voice low. “If you’re coming with us, you need to keep up.”
Walker nodded eagerly, his relief palpable. “Thank you. I won’t let you down, I swear.”
With that, we continued on our journey, Walker falling into step beside us. The night stretched on, the silence broken only by the occasional sound of our footsteps and the distant howl of the wind. We didn’t speak, each lost in our own thoughts, haunted by the horrors we’d witnessed.
As the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon, we found ourselves on the outskirts of a small town. It was quiet, eerily so, but there was a sense of life here that we hadn’t felt in days.
“This is where we’ll start,” Emily said, her voice firm. “We’ll find survivors, gather supplies, and figure out our next move.”Walker nodded, determination shining in his eyes. “I’m with you,” he said, his voice steady. “Whatever it takes.”And so, with the dawn of a new day, our unlikely group set out into the unknown, united by a common goal:
survival. The road ahead would be long and fraught with danger, but together, we had hope—and that was something worth fighting for.
As the sun rose higher in the sky, casting its golden light over the desolate town, we knew our first order of business was finding hazmat suits. With the threat of infection looming over us, protection was paramount if we were to continue our mission.
Scouring the abandoned streets, we moved with caution, alert for any sign of danger. Emily led the way, her eyes scanning every building for a potential source of supplies. After what felt like hours of searching, we finally stumbled upon an old hardware store.
The door creaked open, revealing shelves lined with dusty boxes and debris-covered floors. We moved quickly, gathering whatever supplies we could find—flashlights, batteries, duct tape—anything that might be useful in our fight for survival.
But the real prize was the hazmat suits tucked away in a corner, their bright yellow material standing out against the gloom. We wasted no time in suiting up, grateful for the added layer of protection they provided.
Once we were fully geared up, we stood in the dim light of the store, our spirits lifted by the newfound sense of security. But our moment of respite was short-lived, as a noise from outside drew our attention.
Footsteps echoed in the distance, growing louder with each passing moment. We exchanged tense glances, our hands instinctively reaching for our weapons. Whoever—or whatever—was approaching, we were ready to defend ourselves.
The door swung open, and a figure stumbled inside, panting heavily. It was a young woman, her hazmat suit torn and bloodied, her face streaked with dirt and sweat.
“Please,” she gasped, collapsing to the ground. “Help me.”
Emily rushed to her side, pulling off her helmet to reveal a shock of red hair and wide, terrified eyes.
“What happened?” Emily asked, her voice gentle but urgent.
The woman took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. “I was part of a group trying to escape the city,” she said, her voice trembling. “But we were ambushed by infected. They came out of nowhere, tearing through us like animals. I’m the only one left.”
A chill ran down my spine as I listened to her story. The infected were becoming more aggressive, more organized. If we didn’t act fast, we could be next.
“We need to get out of here,” I said, my voice tense. “Now.”
With a sense of urgency, we helped the woman to her feet and gathered our supplies. The hardware store was no longer safe, its walls offering little protection against the growing threat outside.
As we slipped back into the sunlight, our hazmat suits offering a false sense of security, I couldn’t shake the feeling that our journey was far from over. The road ahead would be treacherous, filled with danger at every turn. But together, we would face whatever challenges came our way, united in our determination to survive.

So I recently bought a Quest 3 and link cable with the SOLE intent of playing PCVR. While I do think it is a great headset for the majority of the consumer base, I’ve been personally wondering if I should refund it and buy an index. Here are my following reasons:
-I don’t like standalone, I really don’t mind cables that much, especially considering the difference in quality for games.
-Theres a lot of issues presented with a non-native pcvr headset.
-I have a very good pc.
-I want to use full body tracking in the future, and from all my knowledge, the index does way better in this regard.
-In general the index has better build quality, audio, fov, controllers, etc.
-I have the money, and I am a heavy tech enthusiast and would like a very genuine pcvr setup. Despite this, I am not willing to buy headsets like the Pico/Bigscreen beyond due to price, lack of community, lack of support, and I just generally am not familiar and do not feel comfortable spending so much on headsets I rarely hear anyone use. Additionally, they each have downsides that I’m it entirely comfortable with.
-FINALLY i do understand that the quest 3 has much better resolution and lenses, but in all honesty, I don’t mind the Index’s resolution. I had an original quest, which has the same resolution, and thought it looked good. Considering the many other upsides of the index, I am ok with downgrading the resolution. ESPECIALLY since I am seeing a lot of artifacts in my games with the link cable.
Generally I just see more tech-oriented and interested people using an index, and I am wondering if it is the headset for me. I am not sure tho, as I haven’t used an index before. Just want to know anyones thoughts or advice. Feel free to ask any questions :3
Also, feel it doesnt need to be said, but i despise meta. Not enough for me to spend a grand on another headset in spite, but i still hate them. I’m not a valve meatrider, but i still obviously love them much more.

Hello, I'm 27F and wondering if you think what I'm feeling and desiring is normal or delusional. Or perhaps a part of grave's, or the reaction to accepting the reality of it. I'm thinking a mix of everything.
My question is, when you got diagnosed with Grave's did you have sudden big realizations about the foundations of your friendships/relationships? Or other realizations about big things in your life that needed to change?
For context, I've had a history with depression and anxiety since I was 15. I was also diagnosed with autism (the lowest level) 6 months ago and Grave's disease 3 months ago. Not sure how long I've officially had Grave's for but I know it's a thing for your thyroid to make you feel batshit insane sometimes. I always consider myself to be a bit neurotic in every day life, and maybe a little crazy during times of extreme stress, betrayal, grief, heartbreak etc. I take mirtazapine for depression/anxiety and propanolol and methimazole. I'm also mostly sober, cut out alcohol and drugs, it's been tough mentally. Though I occasionally take cbd edibles to watch movies.
Lately it's been hard for me to relate to my current friends and have fun with them. I feel like they don't really understand what I go through every day (heart palpitations, anxiety, sweating, fatigue, depression) even when I explain it to them. I don't necessarily downplay it but I don't make it all about myself every time we hang out if you know what I mean. I'm honest but I try not to take up too much space (always been this way.) It's just that some of my friends don't really ask how I'm doing and I've realized they never really did as long as I've known them, which is offputting to me now... Also none of them are sober and the times I've went out with them I just felt so depressed that I couldn't participate in drinking, smoking etc. I've stopped going out much but whenever I do decide to go out, I just feel so under-stimulated, deeply sad and alone.
I often want to re-root my whole life, start from scratch and meet new people. Instinctively I want to cut off my current friends but I don't know if that's right move. We have more in common than just going out of course, but I still feel like I'm not seen and understood in the way I want to be. But I also don't have new close friends to turn to yet. I'm looking for other sober people on Bumble For Friends, and coincidentally met some other people who also have autoimmune illnesses, both on the app and in person. I'm hoping something will grow there, but I'm having trouble escalating to being real friends. I just feel like I've had my current friends for so long I've forgotten how to build new relationships, maybe that's partly an autism thing. Either way I think it's something I need to learn how to do. Any tips in general about that?
At the moment I'm feeling very stuck and depressed. I don't want to reply to texts or go on instagram and see how happy everyone is when I'm so miserable with this disease and accepting sobriety. But I also yearn to be understood and have fun again, to restart, discover who I am and what kinds of people I want to be friends with.

Hi so I am currently in the process for enrolling in high school (I live in socal (Oc area to be specific) and am planning on attending a UC), and I have some questions and I would appreciate any help.
Context (Pardon my grammar if it isnt readable)
I am currently in the GATE program( I really dont know if this affects anything or not, but its another honors level or something like that) and the classes I take right now are standard ELA, Science, Social Studies, Geometry and Biology. For biology, I get to skip my freshman year of bio and instead take chem, and next year I will be taking Alg 2/trig. I'm also doing orchestra, but I plan to drop it because it conflicts with my sports (basketball and golf), and unfortunately, I will have to drop it. I will also take Spanish in my freshman year since im not taking it and UC's require a language other than english. I'm probably leaning towards the medical field, and my real dream is to just help anyone, whether through medical or legal means. I am also participating in the law program my school provides since I thought it would be an interesting and unique experience. I heard that the law program takes a lot of time outside of school and im not sure how I can balance that.
My struggles
I, as any other teen in this generation, struggle with my phone usage. I am usually on it way to much. I understand how it can affect my life, and I'm trying really hard to cut down on video games and screen usage. I plan to use it to my advantage so I can help myself and my future, so I don't waste my time.
I also struggle with focus during class because my mind usually strays and the environment is usually really loud and uncomfortable. Also, when I really want to focus, I'm usually lost on what to study for.
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Questions:
What can I do to prepare myself for these harder classes?
How do I balance time management for these extracurriculars? (since I plan to do a lot.)
Are there any extracurriculars I should participate in? (I am doing church missions and any church-related content for community service.)
How can I get ahead of everyone in the summer?
How can I prepare for my coming high school years?
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Any advice/tips would be greatly appreciated, and I cannot express how much gratitude I would have for any advice.
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Thank you so much!

Hi all,
I've come to you with another volume of Career Questions in Japan ™.
For context, I'm currently in the middle of a career pivot (from CG to accounting, currently enrolled in program).
I mentioned it in a previous thread, but I'm pivoting to accounting in the interim to more easily pivot to corporate/business industries, to potentially pivot into different roles down the line. An example was gaining certs and exp to pivot into data analysis.
I originally didn't want to work backwards from figuring out what roles are accessible in Japan (after all, who makes life decisions based on a country they've never worked in?) but... My home country is getting more and more expensive and I'm mentally framing it more as "what roles allow me to easily work internationally?"
Which comes to the question that I wanted to ask: are there any business roles with relatively fewer barriers of entry? I'm sure there will always be factors like language ability, why me over a national, etc but I imagine some roles (like accounting) make less sense than potentially others for hiring foreigners. As I'm starting fresh in a new industry, I want to aim for a career path that allows me the flexibility of leaving to different countries if need be. As Japan is relatively high up on places where I'd like to relocate, is anyone familiar with the business/finance sector, and if any roles are more accepting of foreigners?
Thank you!

I’ve been living in a four-bed student apartment for a couple years now, and the utilities have been under my name that whole time. I get the gas and utility bills every month, and I split the cost four ways but pay a little extra on my part for my car which I charge outside using one of the outlets. After doing those calculations I send out Venmo requests, and save for some occasional delays it hasn’t been an issue for years.
However, at the end of this last semester three of the roommates moved out and three new ones were meant to move in. I informed them ahead of time that I handled the utility payments and to let me know if they had any questions. I heard nothing from any of them in return, but figured I’d simply address it when they moved in. When move-in day came around however, I noticed that only one of them actually moved in. The other two rooms didn’t seem to be opened and the apartment was unusually silent. Again, I just let this be, assuming that perhaps they just planned to move in later.
This was all early this month. The other day the first bill finally came in, and the other rooms still seemed untouched. I sent out another email saying that the gas bill has come in and that I needed everyone’s Venmo. The one guy that moved in was very quick at getting his back to me, but I heard nothing else from the other two until I received an email from one of them with the following message:

I've rented this place to store my belongings over the summer, as I've been out of the country since the beginning of the rental period. Since I'm not living there, would it be okay if you and the others could split the utility bills without including me?
Thanks for your understanding!

Now normally I would be annoyed but willing to maybe bite the bullet. However it’s not just him but two people gone, meaning the 25% split would now be just a 50/50 between the other roommate and I if the other person is in a similar situation. I’ve heard of people signing housing contracts just to establish residency for in-state tuition at my university, so the fact the fourth one hasn’t shown up yet makes me believe that’s the case as well. While on the surface this also wouldn’t be a huge issue with two people not contributing to the overall bill, I’ve been handling the utilities long enough to know full well that the majority of the expense comes from the AC/Heater. The actual contributions an individual makes to the bill are very small, and I wouldn’t expect the total to decrease much at all.
However, I understand that this roommate is not using the utilities, and that I would be charging him for something he’s not actually benefiting from. As much as I’m inclined to forgo the charge under that circumstance, at present the amount I would pay per-month would go from about $40 to $80, and I’m already not in a particularly great financial place at the moment.
Am I justified in asking for this payment despite him not being present, or should I just let it slide?

Vito Giallorenzo - SVP, Head of BlackBerry IVY @ CES 2024
Note 22-minute mark: BlackBerry Investor Briefing @ CES 2024 (4424609) (on24.com)
Also ...

• "And [buy a] lot of solutions.". Note 22-minute mark.
• "Lots of expanded POCs" ... "Very large global automakers" ... " We see great traction" ... "Going very well in just 6 months" ... "The ecosystem has grown a lot" . Note 17-minute mark.
• In terms of IVY generally, note the 14-minute mark onwards.
• One OEM's project requiring up to 9-months to a year of work was reduced to 2 months of work. It required no added staff instead of the at least 5-10 automotive software personnel envisioned (at a cost of up to $1 million or more in salaries). This is because of IVY. Scaled out across an OEM or the industry implies very meaningful numbers. Exponential increase in speed; very large savings of time and cost. Note 21-minute mark and 31-minute mark.
• Responding to a question of how many POCs could get converted in calendar 2024 and asked if it were 2, 10 or 20, the response was "closer to a handful". IVY is subscription based and recurring. Note 27-minute mark.
• Revenues begin this fiscal year and "ramp up for us will kind of start in late 2025". Note the 30-minute mark.

Concerning MIH and Foxconn ...

• Mobility in Harmony (MIH) Consortium, a Foxconn initiative, Selects BlackBerry IVY to Power its Next-Generation Electric Production Vehicles
• "Yes, this announcement confirms selection of IVY for both their production vehicles as well as MIH design and contract manufacturing platform to 3rd party OEMs. Before I think they select QNX, and then they were evaluating IVY." Note 14-minute mark.
• "More importantly, this [IVY] is part of what Foxconn will offer to EV, OEM as their manufacturing platform." Note the 15-minute mark.

Additional sources ...

• Stellantis, BlackBerry QNX and AWS Launch Virtual Cockpit, Transforming In-Vehicle Software Engineering Stellantis . Note 2nd bullet point - "Industry-first innovation accelerates Stellantis development cycles up to 100 times, speeding up delivery of infotainment tech to customers."
• Upstream Security Joins BlackBerry IVY Partner Ecosystem to Protect Software-Defined Vehicles from Cyber Threats. Note 3rd paragraph - "Working with other IVY™ ecosystem members, BlackBerry has demonstrated that BlackBerry IVY can help automakers reduce their cloud data storage costs by up to 97 percent. BlackBerry and Upstream expect to deliver significant data connectivity savings of up to 80 percent while expanding cybersecurity protection coverage by pre-processing vehicle data at the edge across multiple systems."
• Interview with Bill Foy, Director - AWS Automotive Solutions & GTM. Subject: Data & software-defined poised to reinvent auto industry. Foy states that "in automotive we have about 250 partners". Note the 11-minute mark onwards. In particular the 12 to 14 minute-mark where Foy is asked a question. Q: "Talking about new revenue streams, where do you think the biggest opportunities are with revenue streams?" A: "We have a product called BlackBerry IVY." Right Now at AWS Podcast: Data & software-defined poised to reinvent auto industry on Apple Podcasts
• Dated March 2022 investor conference but with relevant background and insights on IVY. "IVY makes this possible which would not be possible without IVY". Note the 18-minute mark. BlackBerry at Scotiabank TMT Conference - March 8, 2022 (youtube.com)

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Interesting anecdotes:

• Chrysler (Stellantis) first offered power steering in 1951 in the Chrysler Imperial. GM followed up in 1952 by offering the same in the Cadillac. Starting in the mid-1950s American manufacturers offered the technology as optional or standard equipment. (Source: Power steering - Wikipedia)
• Ford was the first major OEM to offer seat belts, as an option, in 1955. They became standard in vehicles in 1958. (Source: Seat belt - Wikipedia)
• It takes a few notable adopters then it can become standard and there can be mass adoption. Note: Evolution Of In-Car Infotainment Systems - Exhibit Tech Auto Tech.
• All OEMs and 24/25 of the top EV manufacturers use QNX. All top suppliers (BOSCH, PATEO, and others) also use QNX. Note comments above regarding MIH, and how they first selected QNX and then evaluated IVY, and then opted to take IVY and make it standard on their platform.
• Ostensibly there are limited viable alternatives to the plumbing that QNX and IVY offer. It appears value-add to the OEMs and their clients without drawbacks and only benefits. For IVY, possibly the remaining missing item is one 'very large OEM' to move towards wide adoption.

Helloooooo
I’m sure this has been asked in some capacity so apologies in advance if the answer is obvious. I lack the knowledge to search the web for this question effectively. Extremely novice Blender user here, trying to create a model for a pro wrestling game I’m making in Unity.
For an animation where the player climbs up onto the side of the ring, how would one go about implementing this in BlendeUnity? I’ve tried having the keyframes in Blender track his position moving up slightly until he’s finally ‘standing’ on the ring off center at the end of the animation. But when I import this animation to Unity, he snaps back to his original position after the motion finishes, not standing on the side of the ring apron.
I suspect the answer is either export options in Blender or something I need to modify with the object setting in Unity, possibly removing the location changing keyframes in Blender and doing them in Unity.
Any and all help is appreciated, thanks!

Did you ever read a book that made you feel manipulated? What was about it?
I'm not sure if this is the right place to ask this question. I'll look at other subs too, but have you ever read a book that made you feel manipulated? What do you think the author was doing wrong?
An obvious example is the tear-jerker, but it can't be just about the author having terrible things happening to good people. I mean because lots of classics have characters who are tortured by their difficulties. I mean at times so frequently that you think this is not very plausible and certainly this person is just having terrible luck. So naturally you feel for them and get mad at whoever is the cause of their unhappiness (could be a person, social circumstances, whatever). But you still don't feel manipulated
Is it the author's lack of skills? Sort of like a bad magician revealing his tricks. Or other issues?

I'm not sure if this is the right place to ask this question. I'll look at other subs too, but have you ever read a book that made you feel manipulated? What do you think the author was doing wrong?
An obvious example is the tear-jerker, but it can't be just about the author having terrible things happening to good people. I mean because lots of classics have characters who are tortured by their difficulties. I mean at times so frequently that you think this is not very plausible and certainly this person is just having terrible luck. So naturally you feel for them and get mad at whoever is the cause of their unhappiness (could be a person, social circumstances, whatever). But you still don't feel manipulated
Is it the author's lack of skills? Sort of like a bad magician revealing his tricks. Or other issues?