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2023.04.01 08:43 GreatHornedRat_UWU Hjulbrek Hunhivehr's Book of Grudges Written by Hjulbrek, Dwarf Templar of Hoar Entry #7: The Dance of the Dire's Web
[Out of Character Warning: If you have arachnophobia, please read at your own risk.]
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Ches 08th, 1320 DR, Somewhere near Flint Rock in the Evermoor.I decided to shut up after that. She read me like a book; and here I thought we were careful. Speaking of "we", I think it's time I get some answers from that elf.
We've stopped this morning. Fiona says we need to wait for someone; she was vague about exactly who we were meeting at what time, but she said he was going to be a business partner. Come to think of it, I don't actually know what it is Fiona does as a Merchant; what exactly we are carrying with the carriage is obviously the usual spices, food-stuffs, and appliances that people can't get within Northern Faêrun, but there are three specific crates that are considered high value by her, even though she doesn't tell us what's in them. I bring this up because I tried asking about them this morning, more out of boredom than anything; she replied by giving me this odd smirk with a glint in her eye, and just told me:
"Don't worry that scowling mug of yours, darling. All you need to know is that it's going to make us a lot of coin; nothing too dangerous or morally questionable, though it depends on how you look at it. Besides, don't think I don't know that you had something to do with what happened in Rakkarin's Fjord. Why the face? What, you seriously thought that you and V'vyana disappearing for several hours, only for five mangled bodies to turn up once you reappear didn't seem a bit suspicious? We all got our secrets, love, and from what I heard you're little activities weren't unwarranted, at least by my standards. However, if we're going to work together as partners, you're going to have to at least tell me when and why you're going to go all judge, jury, and executioner on people. Bad for business, is all I'm saying, and I don't really like the prospect of being put on an actual bounty-list anytime soon."
Person of interest: V'vyana Bathory, Elf Ranger. Currently employed as a mercenary under Fiona Stoutbroad…Stoutbroad? Is that slang for bigass? What the fuck am I thinking?!End Entry
Ever since the incident at Rakkarin's Fjord, I'm becoming more and more paranoid about who she really is; she isn't any normal ranger, that's for sure.
Cleaning up evidence, an adept with poisons, even her story doesn't make much sense. She says that she grew up in Luskan, one of the cities on the Northwest Coast that I whole-heartedly wished Hoar had burned to the ground for all the scum-ridden, irredeemable cutthroats produced by that sin-ridden metropolis. However, that makes me trust her even less; most rangers usually get their start away from metropolises or by contract in rural counties or with a Caravan company. Unless…you work as a slave-hunter or tracker for one of the many Matriarchal Houses in Luskan. All I know is that she is dangerous, and I have no idea why she came to Citadel Felbarr three weeks ago with Caldin.
We've stopped by a nearby cave, and Fiona told us that we'd have to leave the carriage here for now and begin unloading goods inside, specifically those three crates of heavy cargo. The carriage will be fine, as apparently this person we were meeting had people on standby in case anyone or anything tried to raid us…now that she mentions it, I'm getting this weird feeling that we're being watched, but I don't see or hear anyone off-road or within the hilly landscape. I could sworn I saw something moving above us, in the overhead caves, but I chalked it up to being a wild animal; either way, I don't like it here. The caves and the landscape around us are just too quiet.
Update, mid-afternoon
We've unloaded the cargo into one of the larger caves that go into the multiple canyons surrounding Flint's Rock. Big surprise, these caves weren't as uninhabited as we though; while keeping watch, I heard the scream of either V'vyana or Caldin echo from the inside of the cave. Me, Gus, and Fiona just looked at each other; Gus opted out, said he would really be much help in the darkness of the cave…that, and even though I've seen him lob off the head of a goddamned wyvern (a tale of which I'll definitely write up sometime), he's a coward when it comes being in any enclosed space underground.
Looks like it's up to me. Gus and Fiona are really worried about me heading in there; in desperation, Gus even offered to come with me, but we all knew that it would only slow me down, and I didn't like the idea of Fiona being alone. Reluctantly, Fiona agreed, but asked that I bring some chalk to mark where I'm going in case she needed to go after me as well. With the hot and damp climate that surrounded Flint's Rock coming from the Evermoor Swamps, I knew that donning my splint-mail for entering the cave would be like entering a furnace. Reluctantly, I had to go with a leather jerkin with chainmail underneath. I can hear the shrieks of what sounds to be V'vyana moving further down the cave; maybe I can just leave them there, not risk it?
Update, not sure what time.
Good news and bad news. I think I'm on the right track; came to this large Crossroad after running about five minutes. Looks like I was right about the heat because it's starting to get very musky in here; why is it so hot, could it be…
Right, good news. At the crossroads, I found what looks like be Caldin and V'vyana's equipment. Mostly just water and a cartography kit scattered about, but I did find a map of the cave-area that Caldin must have drawn up. Now onto the bad news…I found a blood trail moving down the centre-most tunnel, and I can tell it isn't from an animal. I need to hurry; Caldin wrote up a warning pointing to the tunnel with the blood-trail: "Weird, chattering noises and lots of webs. Best stay away."
I'm marking an arrow with my chalk so that Fiona and Gus will know where I'm going if they come look for me…maybe it's best that they don't follow me, but Fiona can be a stubborn lass.
Update, I need to get the fuck out of here.
Caldin was right. The cave has started grow thick with spider-webs; I had to use my torch to burn a path forward, but I can hear myself getting closer to the screaming. However, I'm no longer alone anymore, and I'm starting to get paranoid about anything that might be crawling on the cave-ceiling or on the ground. At first it was only a few spiders, silently scuttling in the shadows of this cave; however, as I got deeper and deeper, I started seeing hundreds of them. Big ones the size of a dog were watching me from inside burrows; the torch must be keeping them away, because all they can do is hiss and back away to the light's edge. I'm more terrified of the smaller ones, though; they're more silent, and I can see that they seem…bloated with what seems like venom. Hoar give me strength.
Update, still alive for now.
I've found Caldin, who seems to be taking the new surrounding rather well. The scorched marks and burned corpses of spiders lead me to him in a small burrow; nearly got my head blown off by blast of flames as I entered, having to shout Caldin down that it was just me. His robes were ragged and covered in webbing, and he seemed to have lost that stupid hat of his somewhere during the chase.
I asked him what the fuck happened to them, and where in Pharasma's Ethereal ass was V'vyana? His answer seemed to make things even more grim. While mapping out the two other crossways that split off from the centre-most area, Caldin noticed several old signs that covered the walls of the cave; he couldn't read what they said, but V'vyana could, saying it appeared to be Thief Cant in written form. While mostly a verbal language, Thief Cant can be written down, but it's more of a hieroglyphic style where certain combinations of symbols mean code-words or phrases. They found out exactly why these were written down after reaching the dead-end of the left path, finding the remains of what looked like a gang of smugglers.
This cave was used as a smuggling route, and whatever happened to these guys wasn't good. Three specific messages read:
"6th day of trek, 12 arcane crystals, 5 mithril chestplates. Rest for tonight, leave in morning."
"7th day, route is condemned! If see message, get out fast; only death here. Gnarl fucked us,he and five others stole haul while we slept, didn't tell us cave was home to a dire-spider nest! Don't know what he did, nest woke up; campfire keeps spiders away, but we have nowhere to go. 3 dead, dragged off by those eight-legged freaks, only four of us left now."
"8th day, can't breath. Smoke hurting, no sleep; Nyric, Sage, and Martyn tried to make a run for it, couldn't take it anymore. They got Nyric and dragged him off, but I think Sage managed to get away through a tunnel; Martyn's bitten, poison hurt. He told me to do it."
"9th, I've run out of wood, down to last torch. I can't let them get me like the others. I love you, Sage."
Both V'vyana and Caldin were ready to run the fuck out of there, but then they noticed that the two bodies in the make-shift campsight were beginning to move. The first body, bloated and writhing, started to break apart its flesh as a giant, 6ft spider just burst out; the second body began to pour out from its mouth and chest-cavity hundreds of tiny spiders, all swarming towards both V'vyana and Caldin.
It was V'vyana whose scream seemed to wake up the nest; didn't know that she was particularly afraid of spiders. After that, it was all a blur, and next thing Caldin knew he was running with V'vyana out of the dead-end. She must have mistaken the centre-most path as the exit, but in that moment Caldin just went with instinct and followed after her. He got grabbed by one of the big ones and dragged away to a burrow, but thanks to a bit of fire-magic Caldin was push them back. For the last thirty minutes, all he's been doing is burning anything that comes near the burrow entrance.
This is…a lot to process. I'm going after V'vyana, and Caldin agreed to follow me; he believes that, while she was bitten, he thinks that it wasn't one of the more poisonous varieties. We're heading out the burrow and following the blood trail. Hoar give me strength.
2023.04.01 08:42 PrettySax3 Gunpoint attempted carjacking and guilty for feeling traumatized
(Contextual story, then request for advice at the end.)
So, like 2 or 3 days ago I was outside of my friend's apartment on the phone with him waiting for him to decide if he was coming over or not. It's not the greatest part of town, but it wasn't *too* late and I was feeling less than nervous, I was in my car, doors locked, windows up, never experienced violent crime before, etc. That's to say I wasn't feeling scared or anxious that anything bad might happen.
20 minutes on the phone pass and this white pickup truck passes me on the other side of the road and I think nothing of it. They stop just behind my car (facing the other direction) and I don't notice. I was just checking the notifications on my phone and 2 people come up to my driver-side window and one points a gun at me and says "I'll f*cking shoot" and the other says "get out of the car" and begins ripping at the door handle. I am absolutely paralyzed in fear and tell my friend over the phone "[name] there's someone with a gun. Help."
While I'm panicking, the person hits the driver's window in frustration that I'm not getting out and trying to break the window open. I hit the emergency button on my phone and the 2 people at my window got scared and ran back to the truck and drove away. By the time my friend had gotten outside, they were already gone and I was on the phone with 911. I barely caught a glimpse of the vehicle, and even in my panicked state thought to get the license plate #, but I couldn't see it.
Regardless, dispatch gets police headed in my direction and patrols out to look for the vehicle I described to them, alongside the best description I could give of the 2 people at my window. They took my statement and said that they had people out looking for the truck and they'd update me if they found anyone.
I head home with my friend (about 20 minutes) and on my way I see a police car FLYING down one of the roads. All I could think was "Get them" and commented to my friend that maybe they found the vehicle. As I'm pulling into my condo parking lot I get a call, it's the police, and they ask me to come to the scene of the end of a vehicle pursuit with the suspect vehicle to identify the suspects.
There were 4 of them. The first one I knew was the one with the gun, the second one was the other one that was pulling at my doorhandle, the 3rd I had never seen, and the 4th I thought I had seen standing by the truck. Anyways, they had me stay in my car and put each individual behind a police cruiser with a spotlight on for me to identify, and the kid that they pulled up first looked at me with this glare that screamed "I should have just killed you when I had the chance". The other 3 just looked scared, angry, and maybe (?) remorseful because they got caught.
Beyond having just been faced with the possibility of being shot and killed, I am surrounded by about 15 police cars, all with lights on, and I already have (diagnosed) PTSD and one of my triggers is illuminated emergency lights. I am absolutely panicked and freaking out.
Anyways, over the last few days, I have responded in the same ways I did when my car got stolen last month (when the carjacking was attempted, I was in a rental as my car was recovered and is currently in the body shop). I was just telling people things like, "Wanna hear something traumatic? XD" and "You want to hear something awesome?!" and then telling them what happened. I was a little bit more humored when my car got stolen and looked at it as positively as I could, with this, I still have played it off as casually as I can with some humor involved. I've had my friend over at my house since then, the same one I was waiting to pick up, and all I've done is try and put on a strong face and pretend it's okay. Every time a victim's advocate or DA or whoever calls me about what happened, I start to break down. I had a car's headlight flash through my curtains last night and I immediately feared for my life and started crying. I went out the day after the carjacking attempt and bought a gun with all my rent money, so I don't even have rent and I'm freaking out about that. I keep having flashbacks. I was curled up in bed with the blanket over my head crying and all I felt was shame for crying. I just want the flashbacks to go away, I feel bad for feeling traumatized. I keep telling myself that I'm better than this and that I shouldn't be crying and that shit happens.
My stepdad tells me it's my fault for sitting parked in a bad area of town when it was dark. I'm not saying I'm unappreciative of the concern of my friends for my physical safety, but nobody really cares what is going on mentally or emotionally except for the friend I've had over and my cousin. Everyone else has just assumed I would take it like a champ as I did with the car theft. I just keep trying to compartmentalize and forget and not feel. I'd rather feel numb than scared or depressed or whatever else. I don't know how I can even reconcile these feelings or justify to myself that it's okay to feel what I'm feeling.
To make things worse, the kid with the gun was FOURTEEN. He's literally in middle school. I sat in the preliminary hearing in court the day after the crime and asked for no bond and no contact (both granted) and I feel bad for wanting the worst for this kid for what he did to me. I feel even worse because his mom has no clue of the gravity of the situation (an immigrant from Africa and English is a second language) and kept saying in court "he's a good kid" and "It's *just* a stolen car, nobody got hurt". Like I feel awful because this is a kid, and seeing how his mom felt just makes me feel bad. The kid is already on probation and already has a record of gang activity, fraudulently obtaining a firearm, and theft. The defense was saying "Well he's in school, he's a straight-A student, and keeping him in jail could severely affect his future and his progress in therapy and school." Like, I know they're paid to say that, and defend him, but like are you fucking kidding me??
Side note: I can't do therapy because I don't have the upfront for therapy and the VC people say they only reimburse, so that's not an option either.
TL:DR: I was a victim of violent crime, I keep having flashbacks, I'm depressed, crying, fearful of my life, etc. and I just feel ashamed for feeling that way. I feel worse because the perpetrator is only 14 and his mom doesn't understand how bad the situation was/is no matter how the judge tried to explain it and she's just confused. I'm upset with myself for wanting this kid to have the worst punishment possible, at 14, and I'd rather just forget about it all and not feel how I do. There's no way I can justify how I feel to myself. Does anybody have helpful tips on how to be okay with how I'm feeling? Also, therapy is not an option as I do not have the upfront for it and victim's comp will only reimburse me.
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So, like 2 or 3 days ago I was outside of my friend's apartment on the phone with him waiting for him to decide if he was coming over or not. It's not the greatest part of town, but it wasn't *too* late and I was feeling less than nervous, I was in my car, doors locked, windows up, never experienced violent crime before, etc. That's to say I wasn't feeling scared or anxious that anything bad might happen.
20 minutes on the phone pass and this white pickup truck passes me on the other side of the road and I think nothing of it. They stop just behind my car (facing the other direction) and I don't notice. I was just checking the notifications on my phone and 2 people come up to my driver-side window and one points a gun at me and says "I'll f*cking shoot" and the other says "get out of the car" and begins ripping at the door handle. I am absolutely paralyzed in fear and tell my friend over the phone "[name] there's someone with a gun. Help."
While I'm panicking, the person hits the driver's window in frustration that I'm not getting out and trying to break the window open. I hit the emergency button on my phone and the 2 people at my window got scared and ran back to the truck and drove away. By the time my friend had gotten outside, they were already gone and I was on the phone with 911. I barely caught a glimpse of the vehicle, and even in my panicked state thought to get the license plate #, but I couldn't see it.
Regardless, dispatch gets police headed in my direction and patrols out to look for the vehicle I described to them, alongside the best description I could give of the 2 people at my window. They took my statement and said that they had people out looking for the truck and they'd update me if they found anyone.
I head home with my friend (about 20 minutes) and on my way I see a police car FLYING down one of the roads. All I could think was "Get them" and commented to my friend that maybe they found the vehicle. As I'm pulling into my condo parking lot I get a call, it's the police, and they ask me to come to the scene of the end of a vehicle pursuit with the suspect vehicle to identify the suspects.
There were 4 of them. The first one I knew was the one with the gun, the second one was the other one that was pulling at my doorhandle, the 3rd I had never seen, and the 4th I thought I had seen standing by the truck. Anyways, they had me stay in my car and put each individual behind a police cruiser with a spotlight on for me to identify, and the kid that they pulled up first looked at me with this glare that screamed "I should have just killed you when I had the chance". The other 3 just looked scared, angry, and maybe (?) remorseful because they got caught.
Beyond having just been faced with the possibility of being shot and killed, I am surrounded by about 15 police cars, all with lights on, and I already have (diagnosed) PTSD and one of my triggers is illuminated emergency lights. I am absolutely panicked and freaking out.
Anyways, over the last few days, I have responded in the same ways I did when my car got stolen last month (when the carjacking was attempted, I was in a rental as my car was recovered and is currently in the body shop). I was just telling people things like, "Wanna hear something traumatic? XD" and "You want to hear something awesome?!" and then telling them what happened. I was a little bit more humored when my car got stolen and looked at it as positively as I could, with this, I still have played it off as casually as I can with some humor involved. I've had my friend over at my house since then, the same one I was waiting to pick up, and all I've done is try and put on a strong face and pretend it's okay. Every time a victim's advocate or DA or whoever calls me about what happened, I start to break down. I had a car's headlight flash through my curtains last night and I immediately feared for my life and started crying. I went out the day after the carjacking attempt and bought a gun with all my rent money, so I don't even have rent and I'm freaking out about that. I keep having flashbacks. I was curled up in bed with the blanket over my head crying and all I felt was shame for crying. I just want the flashbacks to go away, I feel bad for feeling traumatized. I keep telling myself that I'm better than this and that I shouldn't be crying and that shit happens.
My stepdad tells me it's my fault for sitting parked in a bad area of town when it was dark. I'm not saying I'm unappreciative of the concern of my friends for my physical safety, but nobody really cares what is going on mentally or emotionally except for the friend I've had over and my cousin. Everyone else has just assumed I would take it like a champ as I did with the car theft. I just keep trying to compartmentalize and forget and not feel. I'd rather feel numb than scared or depressed or whatever else. I don't know how I can even reconcile these feelings or justify to myself that it's okay to feel what I'm feeling.
To make things worse, the kid with the gun was FOURTEEN. He's literally in middle school. I sat in the preliminary hearing in court the day after the crime and asked for no bond and no contact (both granted) and I feel bad for wanting the worst for this kid for what he did to me. I feel even worse because his mom has no clue of the gravity of the situation (an immigrant from Africa and English is a second language) and kept saying in court "he's a good kid" and "It's *just* a stolen car, nobody got hurt". Like I feel awful because this is a kid, and seeing how his mom felt just makes me feel bad. The kid is already on probation and already has a record of gang activity, fraudulently obtaining a firearm, and theft. The defense was saying "Well he's in school, he's a straight-A student, and keeping him in jail could severely affect his future and his progress in therapy and school." Like, I know they're paid to say that, and defend him, but like are you fucking kidding me??
Side note: I can't do therapy because I don't have the upfront for therapy and the VC people say they only reimburse, so that's not an option either.
TL:DR: I was a victim of violent crime, I keep having flashbacks, I'm depressed, crying, fearful of my life, etc. and I just feel ashamed for feeling that way. I feel worse because the perpetrator is only 14 and his mom doesn't understand how bad the situation was/is no matter how the judge tried to explain it and she's just confused. I'm upset with myself for wanting this kid to have the worst punishment possible, at 14, and I'd rather just forget about it all and not feel how I do. There's no way I can justify how I feel to myself. Does anybody have helpful tips on how to be okay with how I'm feeling? Also, therapy is not an option as I do not have the upfront for it and victim's comp will only reimburse me.
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2023.04.01 08:38 MussleGeeYem My 11 Year Long Samsung Galaxy And 12 Year Long iPhone Ownership Experience Story: Here Are Things The Galaxy Does Better Than My iPhone
Introduction
I have been using Samsung Galaxy devices for 11 years, with my first Android/Samsung Galaxy device being the Samsung Galaxy Nexus (got the Galaxy Nexus in January of 2012) and with me currently daily driving the S22 Ultra (since May 2022).I have been using iPhones for more than 12 years, with my first iPhone being the iPhone 4 (got the iPhone 4 in December of 2010) and with me currently daily driving the iPhone 14 Pro Max (since September 2022) and the iPhone SE (2020) as a secondary iPhone for iOS development (since March 2022).
Here is my daily driver history:
Android:
- Samsung Galaxy Nexus (bought in January 2012, traded the phone in October 2013)
- Samsung Galaxy Note3 (bought in October 2013, traded the phone in October 2014)
- Samsung Galaxy Note4 (bought in October 2014, traded the phone in September 2015)
- Samsung Galaxy Note5 (bought in September 2015, sold to my cousin's son (16M) in August 2016)
- Samsung Galaxy Note7 (bought in August 2016, recalled in October 2016)
- Samsung Galaxy S7 Edge (bought in October 2016, sold to my cousin's husband (40M) in April 2017 after he broke his iPhone 6 Plus)
- Samsung Galaxy S8+ (bought in April 2017, sold to my cousin's son in Vietnam (29M) in April 2018)
- Samsung Galaxy S9+ (bought in April 2018, sold to my cousin's husband (40M) in March 2019, with him giving me his S7 Edge)
- Samsung Galaxy S10+ (bought in March 2019, gave to my sister (21F) in March 2020 via mail, making the A50 as her secondary phone)
- Samsung Galaxy S20 Ultra (bought in March 2020, traded the phone in February 2021)
- Samsung Galaxy S21 Ultra (bought in February 2021, gave to my sister (21F) in May 2022 via mail due to her cracking her S10+ with the front suffering some cracks, got the S10+ back)
- Samsung Galaxy S22 Ultra (bought in May 2022, still using it now)
- iPhone 4 (bought in December 2010, sold to Vietnam's used market in October 2011)
- iPhone 4S (bought in October 2011, traded the phone in September 2012)
- iPhone 5 (bought in September 2012 right after moving to the US, sold to my cousin (53F) in September 2013)
- iPhone 5S (bought in September 2013, sold to my cousin (39F) in September 2014)
- iPhone 6 (bought in September 2014, sold the phone on eBay in September 2015)
- iPhone 6S (bought in September 2015, sold to my cousin's daughter (17F) in October 2016)
- iPhone 7 Plus (bought in September 2016, sold the phone on eBay in November 2017)
- iPhone X (bought in November 2018, sold to my cousin's husband (55M) in September 2018)
- iPhone XS Max (bought in September 2018, sold to my cousin's husband (55M) in October 2019 with him giving me his iPhone X to help use that towards my iPhone 11 Pro Max)
- iPhone 11 Pro Max (bought in October 2019, sold to my cousin (53F) in November 2020 with her giving me her iPhone 7 Plus to use as a spare device)
- iPhone 12 Pro Max (bought in November 2020, device started breaking down, so I traded the phone in December 2021, initially planned to keep it for longer)
- iPhone 13 Pro Max (bought in December 2021, sold to my cousin (53F) in September 2022 after complaints that her iPhone 11 Pro Max is breaking down, with her giving me her iPhone 11 Pro Max)
- iPhone 14 Pro Max (bought in September 2022, still using it now)
- iPhone 5 (September 2015-November 2017): my cousin's husband (55M) upgraded from an iPhone 6 to a Galaxy S6 Edge+ and decided to give his iPhone 6 to my cousin (53F) due to him preferring Android over iOS (he kept the S6 Edge+ until May 2020 when he bought the S20+ and then he gave his S6 Edge+ to me in May 2020 via mail, but between 2017-2020, this acted as his 2nd phone as he was daily driving the iPhone X/XS Max mentioned above)
- iPhone 6S (November 2017-November 2020): my cousin's daughter (17F) upgraded from the 6S to the 7 Plus, along with both her parents (55M, 53F) not only due to the family switching from T-mobile to Verizon but also due to her cracking my old iPhone 6S, which caused her parents not only to replace the screen but also the battery)
- iPhone 7 Plus (November 2020-March 2022): my cousin (53F) received my iPhone 11 Pro Max, but since the iPhone 6S fell off my bike mount a month before, it cracked, and since the battery is so horrendous on the 6S, my cousin (53F) decided to give me her iPhone 7 Plus and I decided to take the 6S to the Apple Store in Cambridge MA to recycle it
- iPhone SE (2020) (since March 2022): Even though my cousin, and later I took very good care of the iPhone 7 Plus, the phone started breaking down on several fronts: the silent switch, charging port pins, and even battery started to die hard, and plus, since the phone is getting unsupported, I started deciding on the iPhone SE. After finding out the iPhone SE 3 was $429 and finding out I could get a prepaid iPhone SE 2 on AT&T for $150 ($50 plan+$15 activation fee but I cancelled auto pay immediately after buying the phone), I got the brand-new SE 2 instead. Nowadays, the battery started to fall apart (even though the battery is currently at 93% capacity) and even though this phone is not in a beta, there are a lot of bugs even on 16.3.1 (I am thinking of updating to 16.4 tonight)
Things my Samsung Galaxy does better than my iPhone
There are many things that Samsung Galaxy phones and other Android phones do better than iPhones, including the fact that on Android:- notifications are not cluttered in the lock-screen unlike on iOS
- Android is more customisable than iOS and Android is an open-source mobile operating system
- Many new features such as reverse wireless charging, in screen fingerprints, foldable phones, 5G, triple camera setup, phablet size phones,
- there is a real back button on Android
- No need to use iTunes; you could just transfer music and photos/videos between your computer and phone without the hassle of iTunes
- Some Samsung Galaxy phones (S1-S20 excluding the S6/Note5) have microSD and older Samsung Galaxy phones have removable batteries
- Some Samsung Galaxy phones in certain markets have dual sim support, but since e-SIM was introduced, first with the Pixel 2, and later with the iPhone XS, dual sim is less of an advantage
- There are a lot of options, including the M/J series for budget conscious buyers, the A series for the average folk in many countries, the S/Note series for power-users, business users for extra productivity (mostly the Note series) and phone enthusiasts (like me), and the Z series for certain business users for extra productivity and for Flexers
- On my Samsung Galaxy devices, I could share the Wi-Fi password to other phones using the QR code; on iPhones, I could only share the Wi-Fi connection with other iPhones
- Samsung Galaxy devices support split screen view and pop up view, but these two features are restricted to the iPad, and iPhones only support picture in picture video
- iPhone batteries start to massively degrade after a new iPhone and iOS version comes out
My iPhone 12 Pro Max (I got rid of it in December of 2021 after it accidentally fell out from my nightstand drawer and the back cracked a month before) started seeing its battery fail sometime in September 2021, when the 13 Pro Max came out. Say I leave the house at 10:00 and were to return home at 19:00. By 17:00, with medium usage + hotspot, the iPhone's battery would have depleted to around 20 percent. Plus, my iPhones typically consume more battery if devices are connected to hotspot than my Samsung Galaxies are.
Also, I did receive the Galaxy S7 Edge (2019), Samsung Galaxy S9+ (earlier this month as my cousin's husband upgraded to the S23+), and the Samsung Galaxy S10+ (last year), and given that I would sell these phones on the second hand market, I would test the phones for a week or two to see the phone's condition before assessing it and selling it on the second hand market. What I found is that even though the S10+ cracked and therefore, I donated it rather than sold it, all three phones seem to have solid battery, considering their ages. The S7 Edge with its 3600 mAh battery under heavy use after 3 years would go about for 6-8 hours before needing a recharge, and my S9+ would go about for around 5-6 hours as well before hitting down to 20% of battery (that is after 5 years and given the fact my cousin's husband is a power user), and even though the S10 cracked, it would go for 8-10 hours under heavy usage before draining to around 20%. I also got back my Note5 from 2015 once my cousin's son upgraded to my cousin (50M)'s S8 Active in 2019 once my cousin upgraded to the Note10+, and even on that phone, the battery is still very good considering its age and its 3000 mAh size, doing around 4-6 hours going down from 100-20.
- My Samsung devices have proven more reliable as a whole than many of my iPhones
Fun fact, my cousin (28M) switched from the iPhone 7 Plus to the Samsung Galaxy S10+ in March of 2019 and is now currently using a Galaxy S23 Ultra. From his 4-year long experience using just the Galaxy S10+ (he bought the ceramic colour with 512GB of storage and currently his father is using the S10+), even though he is a power user with him customising the phone with themes, being a heavy user, and having cracked his S10+ last year, the phone was still extremely reliable, working fully as intended, apart from the battery, which has been shortened to 6 hours of heavy usage before dying.
My iPhones however, were not so bright. Even though pre-2015 iPhones are mostly reliable during my time using it, since the 6S, there have been some phones which have showed issues here and there, sometimes within the first year of ownership. As for the iPhone 6S, it is basically only the battery, which has been extremely bad after a year and the fact it would sometimes shut off at 30% during cold weather.
Starting with the iPhone 7 Plus however, and there started to be a lot of problems. Even though my iPhone 7 Plus didn't show any problems during my ownership, even though my cousin took good care of the 7 Plus, when I got her 7 Plus in November of 2020 (she got the phone brand new at Verizon in November 2017), the silent switch started to wear down and get stuck, meaning it is hard to turn on silent switch, the charging port pins started to wear, making it very hard to charge the phone or connect the phone to the computer, and the battery started to struggle real hard.
Starting with the iPhone XS Max and there started to be real struggles. Even though I didn't see any problems with either the iPhone XS Max and 11 Pro Max during my ownership and took good care of these two phones, when these two phones got passed to their second owners, problems started to arise. For the XS Max, in May of 2020, it got bricked, and it wouldn't turn on even if he plugged it in the charging cable or through iTunes, and my cousin's husband had to bring it to service, and that got him to purchase an S20+ given he prefers Android over iOS, and after fixing the XS Max, he gave it to his daughter (17F), who is his only child. For the 11 Pro Max however, the phone's battery drained fast and my cousin always had to rely on the charger, and plus, there are issues of connecting Bluetooth devices as well as with calls and volume whilst connected to Bluetooth devices, and my cousin always complained about these issues and even though I did attempt to fix, the issues didn't get resolved (I am tech savvy by the way, so I could get through a lot of issues, such as reset my bricked iPad using iTunes, etc.).
And now onto my iPad Pro 9.7. I bought the iPad in June of 2016, and even though I used it mostly for watching YouTube videos, Udemy and edX courses, the iPad started having a bricking issue in November of 2017. What happened was that I was charging and overnight, the iPad just shut itself off and never powered on again. I tried connecting it to iTunes and even though iTunes could recognise the device, whenever I reset it, errors keep on popping up and it is impossible to reset. I tried bringing it to the Apple Store, but they couldn't reset it either and they suggested that I replace the iPad Pro 9.7 with an iPad Mini 4 for $300. Then, I started taking matters into my own hands and finally resetted the iPad Pro successfully after multiple attempts in January of 2018. Four months later (in May 2018), the iPad bricked again, and I had to do the same process, and it took until August of 2018 after at least 5-10 tries for it to work again. And then in August 2020, whilst charging overnight, the iPad turned off and I thought it was toast. Turned out it was, as after countless times diagnosing the issues on iTunes, the iPad would keep on bricking after multiple reset attempts and after more than 2 years. Then, there was a miracle. In November of 2022, I finally got my iPad working again and I felt like I was very lucky, because I thought that the iPad was bricked forever and wouldn't go back on, ever.
Then, finally, it is my iPhone 12 Pro Max. I bought the phone on 20 November 2020, and by mid-September 2021, things started to go south for this phone. The top speaker started to fail and even though I cleaned it, the speaker was so muffled that I could barely hear anything from the top speaker. I brought it to the Apple Store and they said it is a digitiser issue and they couldn't even clean it for me, and around that same time, the touchscreen started to act up. With a lot of ghost touches, it started to become very hard to use the iPhone (and keep in mind, I have never replaced the screen since I never cracked the front screen). In October 2021, the phone started to have lose cellular signal when I enter the MBTA train and still didn't recognise cellular signal for minutes after I exited the MBTA and was at least a mile from that station on my bike, but luckily, resetting network settings did fix the issue with the cellular signal however. By the time the phone accidentally fell to the ground and the back did suffer some cracks in November, I started to give up on the iPhone 12 Pro Max and in December, I upgraded to the 13 Pro Max.
Even though my Galaxy Buds and my cousin (28M)'s Galaxy Buds did not show any issues (he bought the Galaxy Buds in March 2019 and after heavy usage, it still held up very well and he even gave it to his father), all 4 of my AirPods, even the AirPods Pro 2, have shown issues here and there. My first AirPods (January 2017-July 2018) basically stopped working, and hence, I bought another pair of AirPods in July 2018 and used it until February 2022, when I dropped it in the toilet. Even though I was using the 2nd pair of AirPods half the time (July 2018-January 2020, December 2020-April 2021, November 2021-February 2022), by late 2021, the AirPods started showing major problems. First off, the battery drains so fast even indoors that it only lasted about an hour. Then, once I am outside, the right side would disconnect after only 5 minutes of usage and the left side would keep soldering on. Once it fell to the toilet, it was game over (however, I still kept the AirPods, it is just in the nightstand sitting there, and I did clean it as well). I bought the AirPods 2 in February 2022, and after 2 months, at least once every week or two, the right side would discharge, even in the case (the case is clean by the way), until it went out of battery. I tried resetting the case and putting the case to charge again, but to no avail, and it took several reset attempts for it to return to normal. The same exact scenario happened to the AirPods Pro 2, which I got in October as my cousin wanted to gift me the AirPods Pro 2, in exchange for my AirPods 2. Except that sometimes, my iPhone 14 Pro Max couldn't even connect to the AirPods Pro 2 or even recognise it.
- Hotspot doesn't always work on my iPhones, but always does on my Galaxy
For my iPhone 14 Pro Max and previous iPhones (iPhone 13 Pro Max, iPhone 12 Pro Max, etc), personal hotspot is very buggy. My Samsung connects just fine to the iPhone hotspot, but my iPhones don't. To preserve the battery, after several minutes, the iPhone SE would get disconnected from the iPhone 14 Pro Max hotspot (which is acceptable), but it gets worse. Even if I am currently streaming Apple Music on my iPhone SE with the screen on as well, the iPhone would disconnect from the iPhone 14 Pro Max, and it is very hard to connect it to hotspot. Sometimes, the iPhone SE would say 'Unable to join network' and others, it said 'Personal Hotspot Failure', which would force me to restart both the iPhone SE and 14 Pro Max. Now the Remote Hotspot Failure started happening since I got the 11 Pro Max in 2019, and at the time, my 16:9 phone was the iPhone 6S, and even then, there were hotspot failure problems. I restarted the 11 Pro Max, but the hotspot failure would return after a week or two. Even after resetting network settings in 2021 right before my 13 Pro Max because my iPhone 12 Pro Max would lose cellular connectivity even after I exited the MBTA tunnel and I am outside a mile from the MBTA station, once I got my 13 Pro Max, the remote hotspot failure still appears. My Samsung Galaxy over the years connects to the iPhone hotspot without any issues, and would stay connected even if I am not using the phone until I basically turn off hotspot on my iPhone.
Now due to the fact connecting my iPhone SE to the iPhone hotspot is so bad, I would typically use the Samsung hotspot as a backup (keep in mind my iPhone plan gives unlimited hotspot whilst Metro only gives 5 GB). Both iPhones connect to the Samsung hotspot flawlessly, without any issues.
- On my Samsung Galaxy phones, I can disable Wi-Fi using the Quick Settings (swipe down) menu, but for iPhones, it is less consistent
- Connecting to Bluetooth devices is better on my Samsung Galaxy phones than my iPhones
- Apple Pay sometimes doesn't work on my iPhone
Yesterday, I was at the MBTA station, and I was attempting to pay for the Monthly pass. Ironically, even though the reader did work, the iPhone 14 Pro Max kept on saying 'Hold near Reader', and even though I held it near the mobile payment reader for 10-15 seconds, it still didn't do anything. Fed up, after the second time, I repaid the MBTA ticket and used my S22 Ultra and the payment did go through. However, at the restaurant around 1 hour later, even though I didn't restart the iPhone, Apple Pay finally worked again as I was able to pay my meal using Apple Pay.
- Automatic updates are better on my Galaxies than my iPhones
- Wi-Fi is far better on my Samsung Galaxy/Android phones than my iPhones, iPads, or Macs
Fun fact: the Galaxy S21 Ultra was the first phone to offer Wi-Fi 6E and not even the iPhone 14 Pro Max supports this feature
Then in July 2022, during a flight from Dallas back to Boston, my iPhone 13 Pro Max and iPhone SE 2 would fail to connect to JetBlue's Wi-Fi network several times and if connected, the Wi-Fi was painfully slow and near unusable whilst my Samsung Galaxy S22 Ultra connected to JetBlue's Wi-Fi network just fine and worked as expected, with websites loading reasonably quick, just like at my university with the S21 Ultra.
- USB C lasts longer than lightning connector
TL;DR: Even though there are many benefits to owning an iPhone over an Android device, based on my user experience, after over 11 years of using various Samsung Galaxy phones, two Samsung Galaxy Tabs, and one Galaxy Bud and after over 12 years of using various iPhones, iPads, Apple Watches, and AirPods, I could safely assure that there are a lot of benefits to using Samsung and Android products over iPhones, namely due to the fact that notifications, customisation, features, options, Wi-Fi, multitasking, batteries, hotspot, Bluetooth, mobile payment, etc., are better on Samsung and Android products than on iPhones, based on my user experience.
2023.04.01 08:35 KevinPhillips-Bong Saturday Chat Thread (April Fool Special Edition) [1/4/23]
Welcome, Saturday chatters! What are your big plans for today, apart from trying to avoid getting pranked? Work? Shopping? Out for the day? Nice cosy day at home? Tell us all about it here, and by the way, your shoelaces are undone!
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2023.04.01 08:35 _honeyydemon_ I lost my company ID and Flamingo crossings key…please help
So, I lost my company ID and the flamingo crossings key on my way to work yesterday. Luckily, my leaders were understanding, but I have no idea where to purchase a new company ID as well as a key to my apartment (I live in the west and I don’t know what time the community center opens).
What makes this a bit tricky is that I work very late and when I get off most places are closed. I work very often too and when I do get time off it’s usually a day or two (Tuesdays and Wednesdays so far), but I need new ones as quickly as possible so I can check into work and get into my apartment without asking my roommates. Please help if you can.
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What makes this a bit tricky is that I work very late and when I get off most places are closed. I work very often too and when I do get time off it’s usually a day or two (Tuesdays and Wednesdays so far), but I need new ones as quickly as possible so I can check into work and get into my apartment without asking my roommates. Please help if you can.
2023.04.01 08:34 PappyStrangeLife Have you seen The Stranger? Have you met him? You need his blood.
Mirrors.
Our greatest fear.
There are no more anthropological demons.
Dark, predatory eyes no longer linger in the deep dark.
Winter doesn’t bring the paralyzing promise of starvation.
A needle, some gauze, and a little liquid removed terms like “blood fever” and "the sickness took him" from the lexicon.
The central nervous system is no longer powered by the night's terror and growls and disease and famine and war; it’s run on existential dread.
We bray, preach, beseech, and all scream, "apathy is the enemy!"
Why?
Because we felt ourselves jade, felt the soft lines of our hearts crystallize with cynicism.
And we want to save our children from the same fate we know, deep down, to be utterly inevitable.
You can't stop what's coming.
We, laughably, reasonably, and inescapably, are afraid of what we see in the mirror.
I am.
You might not want to come to terms with it, but you are, too.
Repulsed. Angry. Disappointed. Whatever.
Save me the thesaurus and just get down to the nitty gritty.
We’re afraid.
And we know that apathy spreads so easily, like a germ in an elementary school lunch room.
But let me tell you.
Don’t knock apathy.
Sometimes apathy keeps you from running that extra step and catching the leading bullet right in the temple.
Sometimes apathy is the time out from the moral puzzles that plague us.
Sometimes apathy is as close to Jesus as you get.
This is the story of how apathy saved my life.
At least, that's how you might see it.
I don't.
I’m not sure you would call of it much of a life.
Sure, I had a heartbeat, a pulse, and was one more clockwork orange spewing carbon dioxide out and stealing my share of the oxygen.
But that was about it.
I was trapped in the paradox of wanting to die fervently and being absolutely petrified of taking my life.
The mind; what a flawless design.
I don’t really want to bore you with my sob story.
Dead brother, health problems, no future.
If you are the sum of all your parts, if everything is shitty, aren’t you just shit?
I hadn’t left my apartment in weeks.
I decided to walk to a local bagel and coffee shop.
I didn’t want either, but I had to leave behind the stale air of my little hamster cage.
The prisons we build for ourselves are made of choices and regrets, and I needed a fucking walk in the yard.
That’s when I saw him.
The Stranger.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
I should hope not.
He was sitting at one of the fading cast iron café tables outside, the sort where the aqua green is slowly giving away to rust and the ugly underneath.
Like us, exposed for long enough, that mask just withers.
I stopped abruptly.
He looked uncomfortably out of place.
Everyone should have been gawking at him.
No one seemed to notice him.
Black cowboy boots with red roosters adorning the sides.
Black slacks, white dress shirt, black tie, black gloves.
Black beard and black hair under wide-brimmed black hat.
I almost snickered until our gazes locked.
Black eyes.
Pure obsidian.
Before I could utter a word, he was in front of me.
I never saw him move.
He held me by the throat, raised me up, his arm growing longer, and longer, and longer, until I felt myself growing dizzy from the thin air and the staggering blue of the sky and mist of the clouds and the scorch of the sun and –
And I woke up.
A blackened, dim room with a single dingy light bulb trying desperately to stave off the dark, like the rest of us.
It was cramped and there were five of us, including me.
In the middle of the room was a transparent glass square, an ominous cage illuminated by what little light was shed here in this dark little corner of the universe.
A single vial of impossibly red liquid lay next to a syringe inside.
I felt a stinging, deadened pain in my right arm.
Before any of us could utter any protestations, The Stranger was among us, speaking, words coming from every corner of the room, his dark visage and image disappearing and reappearing next to each of us, whispering echoes.
“Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
You have now.
All of you are worthless and undeserving of life.
So I have taken it…
…from four you.
You have all been injected with a poison.
My blood.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
In one hour, it will kill you.
You will rot from the inside.
You will vomit organs.
You will spew blood from your eyes.
You will shit out bones.
You are undone.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
You should have lived differently.
I weigh value.
I do not find you wanting.
I find you repulsive.
And that is so much the worse.
You live by my blood, you die my blood.
And you can live again by it.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
There is enough of my blood in there to save one of you from the blight in your veins.
Inject less than the whole and suffer the same fate as the rest.
Only one of you will live.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
You have now.
And you need his blood.”
And then he was gone, though the whispers lingered in the shadows, taunting and mocking.
I smelled piss.
It wasn’t mine but it was hard to miss that acrid scent.
I watched as my four fellow prisoners wailed incoherently, begged, screamed, impotently threatened.
Hands smashed against unbreakable glass.
I slunk to the floor, sliding out of the last reach of the light, dropping my head in my hands.
My right arm felt like dead weight, the gangrenous limb that would spell out my doom.
Every shift in my weight brought a wave of nauseating pain.
I’d finally found it. That horrible place where the Y and X axis of bullshit finally meet and cross over.
The place where you’re just too fucking tired to be afraid any longer.
I gave up.
Fuck this nightmare game.
The other four set about desperately trying to get into the box.
Quick introductions were made.
John, the pill popping firefighter.
Erin, the sex worker whose kids had been removed by the state.
Alexa, the borderline with cuts adorning her wrist.
Evan, the teacher with the ever-wandering eye. Maybe worse.
At least, that’s what I read between the lines of their half-truths.
They searched for links, argued, pushed, worked together.
They tried to think it out like this was a shitty Dan Brown novel or some 16th chapter of a gore porn horror series that should have had the decency to end.
I don’t know if they ever noticed me, or if they had simply forgotten about me.
I didn’t want to be a part of the world. This one or that one.
I sat in my little corner and waited for my Armageddon.
There wasn’t anything worth fighting for.
That’s when John made a mistake.
And so did I, I suppose.
He ambled over in the darkness, his vacuous machismo ridiculously parading for all to see, even at the end.
I felt myself lifted by my hoodie to my feet, having hardly been able to make him out in the dark.
“And what’s your deal, fa…”
I hit him with a direct jab in his windpipe with my left.
John had at least 50 pounds on me.
But I died a long time ago, killed off by a world of John’s.
And I never said I was a good man.
Far from it.
I had nothing to live for, but plenty to kill for.
John kept choking, hands intermittently clutching his throat and grasping at nothing, trying to find a breath that wasn’t there.
Do you let the half dead animal twitch to death in the street, or do you snap its neck in mercy?
You snap its neck in anger when it’s a piece of shit.
And it takes one to know one.
I screamed, sounding somewhere between a feral hog and a banshee, as adrenaline willed a dying arm to aid me in twisting his neck and putting him down for good.
At least there would be quiet.
I felt dizzy, woozy from the pain, and toppled over.
Somewhere in the deep dark, screams and shrieks.
“Fuck em,” I thought.
I had spent a life putting poison in my body, dooming myself, and I could feel The Stranger’s moving ever closer to my heart.
As the adrenaline wore off, I was beset with agony, the whole of my right side alight with pain.
Suddenly, silence.
“Look.”
Eric whispered and I saw what they were all staring at.
One of the walls of the square had begun to shatter.
In unison, the three begin frantically smashing the weakened glass wall to no avail.
John’s corpse lay inches from me.
I couldn’t tell if the piss was fresh from the kill, or if he’d been the one to wet himself from the get-go.
A chuckle left my lips.
I felt a bit of joy at either revelation.
And then he was there again.
Black hair, black wide brimmed hat, black eyes.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
Next to each of us, gone, reappearing.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
You have now.
“We…we have to kill each other to get into the box.”
Alexa whispered what we all knew.
“Ya think?” I muttered. “There’s only enough for one of us, anyway.”
Alexa ran her hand along the glass. “Maybe we could find a way to share it. Maybe we could…”
Evan began strangling her from behind.
Erica screamed, clawed, struck.
Nothing cleaved his desperation. She begged me to save her.
I wasn’t in the saving business.
Evan screamed like a boxer who finally TKO'd his better in the title bout. A bit much for a worm who’d snaked a girl half his size from behind.
There was a distinctive sound of glass slowly breaking.
The wall began to shatter even more.
Shards flew out, clunking along the hard, sightless floor.
Evan and Erica tried to smash through the square, sliced their fingers trying to reach through the small, oddly shaped holes where the glass had sprayed outward.
I dropped my head and my eyes back into my arms and knees and just waited.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
I could hear him, feel him, smell him, like sewage and lilacs and rotten milk and fresh cut grass, zipping around the room.
I heard the incoherent wails as Erica and Evan jostled and tumbled, a single ball of visceral flesh in the dim light.
Then there were no more words.
Just the sound of squishing and squelching.
Over and over and over.
I felt drops of wetness sprinkle over me.
Even in the pale of the tiny light, I could see Erica standing, like Carrie soaked in pig’s blood, a single thin shard of glass of held tightly in her left hand, slicing and drawing fresh blood to mix with the stew of the others’.
And he was there.
He was everywhere.
The Stranger gingerly ran a gloved black gloved hand across Erica’s cheek.
I felt him tussle my hair.
We heard his condescending laugh, his echoing whispers.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
“You have now.
And you need his blood.
Oh, you need his blood.”
And he was gone.
The glass square exploded, sending shards flying in every direction, slicing and dicing as they want.
Light exploded in the room, filling every corner.
Erica, dripping blood, slipping in the pools of it, tripping over bodies, picked up the vial and syringe.
She filled used the needle to fill the syringe with the furiously red liquid.
“We…could split it. I only killed him because I had to.”
I slowly lifted my head from my arms, still sitting in my little corner, my feet resting on John’s head and milky white eyes.
“Whatever you need to tell yourself. I didn’t. I don’t want to live. This is probably some fuckin’ bullshit lesson in fighting for your life, appreciating it. Take it. I’m good to go.”
Erica paused, looking at me, torn.
She was a good person. Probably.
I mustered a look of phony compassion and sincerity.
“Do it, please. Save yourself. Let me do one thing before I go.”
Truth is, I didn’t give a rat’s hairy ass about doing any good. I was just tired and wanted to clock out.
She stuck the syringe in her right arm and plunged, shooting the red into her veins.
“The end,” I thought, ready to get some fuckin’ peace.
Erica dropped dead instantly.
And there he was.
No zooming, no echoing whispers. Just a stride and a booming, decrepit voice.
The Stranger removed that wide brimmed black hat and knelt beside me, lifting my chin so my eyes could meet the darkness of his.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
“You have now.
And you need his blood.
…But that ain’t it.”
A grin broke out across his visage, his teeth now mangled and elongated and yellowed.
“Ain’t nothing in ya, nothin' wrong with ya.
Just stuck your arm hard with a knife some.
And that vial is poison, ya wretch.
Ya just need my blood to leave this place. To go from one Hell to another.”
I felt panic and bile rise up in me, jockeying for position.
“What the fucking fuckin?” I whined in a strained whisper.
“This ain’t no lesson. No fuckin’ morality tale. This is sadism and entertainment and punishment.
Ya wasted life, all of ya. You’re a horrible mirror and you make me want to puke. The reward for entertaining me a little is the exit it door. The reward for not…well…”
His mouth opened about a foot wide, a cavern of sharpened incisors, and blood and bile and blackness shot out, soaking me, drowning me, suffocating me.
And suddenly, I was sitting at the coffee and bagel shop.
What a horrible nightmare, I thought, until the dull pain in my right arm, barely tangible, snapped me back to the reality of it all.
And I heard a barely audible whisper.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
I looked at my hand.
There was a small red tattoo of a rooster and the word “John.”
I began to cry.
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Our greatest fear.
There are no more anthropological demons.
Dark, predatory eyes no longer linger in the deep dark.
Winter doesn’t bring the paralyzing promise of starvation.
A needle, some gauze, and a little liquid removed terms like “blood fever” and "the sickness took him" from the lexicon.
The central nervous system is no longer powered by the night's terror and growls and disease and famine and war; it’s run on existential dread.
We bray, preach, beseech, and all scream, "apathy is the enemy!"
Why?
Because we felt ourselves jade, felt the soft lines of our hearts crystallize with cynicism.
And we want to save our children from the same fate we know, deep down, to be utterly inevitable.
You can't stop what's coming.
We, laughably, reasonably, and inescapably, are afraid of what we see in the mirror.
I am.
You might not want to come to terms with it, but you are, too.
Repulsed. Angry. Disappointed. Whatever.
Save me the thesaurus and just get down to the nitty gritty.
We’re afraid.
And we know that apathy spreads so easily, like a germ in an elementary school lunch room.
But let me tell you.
Don’t knock apathy.
Sometimes apathy keeps you from running that extra step and catching the leading bullet right in the temple.
Sometimes apathy is the time out from the moral puzzles that plague us.
Sometimes apathy is as close to Jesus as you get.
This is the story of how apathy saved my life.
At least, that's how you might see it.
I don't.
I’m not sure you would call of it much of a life.
Sure, I had a heartbeat, a pulse, and was one more clockwork orange spewing carbon dioxide out and stealing my share of the oxygen.
But that was about it.
I was trapped in the paradox of wanting to die fervently and being absolutely petrified of taking my life.
The mind; what a flawless design.
I don’t really want to bore you with my sob story.
Dead brother, health problems, no future.
If you are the sum of all your parts, if everything is shitty, aren’t you just shit?
I hadn’t left my apartment in weeks.
I decided to walk to a local bagel and coffee shop.
I didn’t want either, but I had to leave behind the stale air of my little hamster cage.
The prisons we build for ourselves are made of choices and regrets, and I needed a fucking walk in the yard.
That’s when I saw him.
The Stranger.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
I should hope not.
He was sitting at one of the fading cast iron café tables outside, the sort where the aqua green is slowly giving away to rust and the ugly underneath.
Like us, exposed for long enough, that mask just withers.
I stopped abruptly.
He looked uncomfortably out of place.
Everyone should have been gawking at him.
No one seemed to notice him.
Black cowboy boots with red roosters adorning the sides.
Black slacks, white dress shirt, black tie, black gloves.
Black beard and black hair under wide-brimmed black hat.
I almost snickered until our gazes locked.
Black eyes.
Pure obsidian.
Before I could utter a word, he was in front of me.
I never saw him move.
He held me by the throat, raised me up, his arm growing longer, and longer, and longer, until I felt myself growing dizzy from the thin air and the staggering blue of the sky and mist of the clouds and the scorch of the sun and –
And I woke up.
A blackened, dim room with a single dingy light bulb trying desperately to stave off the dark, like the rest of us.
It was cramped and there were five of us, including me.
In the middle of the room was a transparent glass square, an ominous cage illuminated by what little light was shed here in this dark little corner of the universe.
A single vial of impossibly red liquid lay next to a syringe inside.
I felt a stinging, deadened pain in my right arm.
Before any of us could utter any protestations, The Stranger was among us, speaking, words coming from every corner of the room, his dark visage and image disappearing and reappearing next to each of us, whispering echoes.
“Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
You have now.
All of you are worthless and undeserving of life.
So I have taken it…
…from four you.
You have all been injected with a poison.
My blood.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
In one hour, it will kill you.
You will rot from the inside.
You will vomit organs.
You will spew blood from your eyes.
You will shit out bones.
You are undone.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
You should have lived differently.
I weigh value.
I do not find you wanting.
I find you repulsive.
And that is so much the worse.
You live by my blood, you die my blood.
And you can live again by it.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
There is enough of my blood in there to save one of you from the blight in your veins.
Inject less than the whole and suffer the same fate as the rest.
Only one of you will live.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
You have now.
And you need his blood.”
And then he was gone, though the whispers lingered in the shadows, taunting and mocking.
I smelled piss.
It wasn’t mine but it was hard to miss that acrid scent.
I watched as my four fellow prisoners wailed incoherently, begged, screamed, impotently threatened.
Hands smashed against unbreakable glass.
I slunk to the floor, sliding out of the last reach of the light, dropping my head in my hands.
My right arm felt like dead weight, the gangrenous limb that would spell out my doom.
Every shift in my weight brought a wave of nauseating pain.
I’d finally found it. That horrible place where the Y and X axis of bullshit finally meet and cross over.
The place where you’re just too fucking tired to be afraid any longer.
I gave up.
Fuck this nightmare game.
The other four set about desperately trying to get into the box.
Quick introductions were made.
John, the pill popping firefighter.
Erin, the sex worker whose kids had been removed by the state.
Alexa, the borderline with cuts adorning her wrist.
Evan, the teacher with the ever-wandering eye. Maybe worse.
At least, that’s what I read between the lines of their half-truths.
They searched for links, argued, pushed, worked together.
They tried to think it out like this was a shitty Dan Brown novel or some 16th chapter of a gore porn horror series that should have had the decency to end.
I don’t know if they ever noticed me, or if they had simply forgotten about me.
I didn’t want to be a part of the world. This one or that one.
I sat in my little corner and waited for my Armageddon.
There wasn’t anything worth fighting for.
That’s when John made a mistake.
And so did I, I suppose.
He ambled over in the darkness, his vacuous machismo ridiculously parading for all to see, even at the end.
I felt myself lifted by my hoodie to my feet, having hardly been able to make him out in the dark.
“And what’s your deal, fa…”
I hit him with a direct jab in his windpipe with my left.
John had at least 50 pounds on me.
But I died a long time ago, killed off by a world of John’s.
And I never said I was a good man.
Far from it.
I had nothing to live for, but plenty to kill for.
John kept choking, hands intermittently clutching his throat and grasping at nothing, trying to find a breath that wasn’t there.
Do you let the half dead animal twitch to death in the street, or do you snap its neck in mercy?
You snap its neck in anger when it’s a piece of shit.
And it takes one to know one.
I screamed, sounding somewhere between a feral hog and a banshee, as adrenaline willed a dying arm to aid me in twisting his neck and putting him down for good.
At least there would be quiet.
I felt dizzy, woozy from the pain, and toppled over.
Somewhere in the deep dark, screams and shrieks.
“Fuck em,” I thought.
I had spent a life putting poison in my body, dooming myself, and I could feel The Stranger’s moving ever closer to my heart.
As the adrenaline wore off, I was beset with agony, the whole of my right side alight with pain.
Suddenly, silence.
“Look.”
Eric whispered and I saw what they were all staring at.
One of the walls of the square had begun to shatter.
In unison, the three begin frantically smashing the weakened glass wall to no avail.
John’s corpse lay inches from me.
I couldn’t tell if the piss was fresh from the kill, or if he’d been the one to wet himself from the get-go.
A chuckle left my lips.
I felt a bit of joy at either revelation.
And then he was there again.
Black hair, black wide brimmed hat, black eyes.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
Next to each of us, gone, reappearing.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
You have now.
“We…we have to kill each other to get into the box.”
Alexa whispered what we all knew.
“Ya think?” I muttered. “There’s only enough for one of us, anyway.”
Alexa ran her hand along the glass. “Maybe we could find a way to share it. Maybe we could…”
Evan began strangling her from behind.
Erica screamed, clawed, struck.
Nothing cleaved his desperation. She begged me to save her.
I wasn’t in the saving business.
Evan screamed like a boxer who finally TKO'd his better in the title bout. A bit much for a worm who’d snaked a girl half his size from behind.
There was a distinctive sound of glass slowly breaking.
The wall began to shatter even more.
Shards flew out, clunking along the hard, sightless floor.
Evan and Erica tried to smash through the square, sliced their fingers trying to reach through the small, oddly shaped holes where the glass had sprayed outward.
I dropped my head and my eyes back into my arms and knees and just waited.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
I could hear him, feel him, smell him, like sewage and lilacs and rotten milk and fresh cut grass, zipping around the room.
I heard the incoherent wails as Erica and Evan jostled and tumbled, a single ball of visceral flesh in the dim light.
Then there were no more words.
Just the sound of squishing and squelching.
Over and over and over.
I felt drops of wetness sprinkle over me.
Even in the pale of the tiny light, I could see Erica standing, like Carrie soaked in pig’s blood, a single thin shard of glass of held tightly in her left hand, slicing and drawing fresh blood to mix with the stew of the others’.
And he was there.
He was everywhere.
The Stranger gingerly ran a gloved black gloved hand across Erica’s cheek.
I felt him tussle my hair.
We heard his condescending laugh, his echoing whispers.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
“You have now.
And you need his blood.
Oh, you need his blood.”
And he was gone.
The glass square exploded, sending shards flying in every direction, slicing and dicing as they want.
Light exploded in the room, filling every corner.
Erica, dripping blood, slipping in the pools of it, tripping over bodies, picked up the vial and syringe.
She filled used the needle to fill the syringe with the furiously red liquid.
“We…could split it. I only killed him because I had to.”
I slowly lifted my head from my arms, still sitting in my little corner, my feet resting on John’s head and milky white eyes.
“Whatever you need to tell yourself. I didn’t. I don’t want to live. This is probably some fuckin’ bullshit lesson in fighting for your life, appreciating it. Take it. I’m good to go.”
Erica paused, looking at me, torn.
She was a good person. Probably.
I mustered a look of phony compassion and sincerity.
“Do it, please. Save yourself. Let me do one thing before I go.”
Truth is, I didn’t give a rat’s hairy ass about doing any good. I was just tired and wanted to clock out.
She stuck the syringe in her right arm and plunged, shooting the red into her veins.
“The end,” I thought, ready to get some fuckin’ peace.
Erica dropped dead instantly.
And there he was.
No zooming, no echoing whispers. Just a stride and a booming, decrepit voice.
The Stranger removed that wide brimmed black hat and knelt beside me, lifting my chin so my eyes could meet the darkness of his.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
“You have now.
And you need his blood.
…But that ain’t it.”
A grin broke out across his visage, his teeth now mangled and elongated and yellowed.
“Ain’t nothing in ya, nothin' wrong with ya.
Just stuck your arm hard with a knife some.
And that vial is poison, ya wretch.
Ya just need my blood to leave this place. To go from one Hell to another.”
I felt panic and bile rise up in me, jockeying for position.
“What the fucking fuckin?” I whined in a strained whisper.
“This ain’t no lesson. No fuckin’ morality tale. This is sadism and entertainment and punishment.
Ya wasted life, all of ya. You’re a horrible mirror and you make me want to puke. The reward for entertaining me a little is the exit it door. The reward for not…well…”
His mouth opened about a foot wide, a cavern of sharpened incisors, and blood and bile and blackness shot out, soaking me, drowning me, suffocating me.
And suddenly, I was sitting at the coffee and bagel shop.
What a horrible nightmare, I thought, until the dull pain in my right arm, barely tangible, snapped me back to the reality of it all.
And I heard a barely audible whisper.
Have you seen The Stranger?
Have you met him?
I looked at my hand.
There was a small red tattoo of a rooster and the word “John.”
I began to cry.
2023.04.01 08:31 Clay_Bricks Every retiring LEGO set (April 2023 update)
Welcome to another month! That means it's time for our monthly update on retiring sets. Not many changes this time around, but there were a lot of sets added to the database!
As always, we owe a massive thanks to ZombieYeti from the BrickHound Discord for providing this valuable data. If you're looking for real-time in-stock/deal alerts for Lego.com and other sites, make sure to check out his server.
This information is scraped directly from Lego's website, and all dates are subject to change. ZombieYeti is currently developing a website to host this data and offer real-time updates. In the meantime, here is a list of every set and their corresponding retirement date as per LEGO's system!
FULL LIST ON GOOGLE SHEETS HERE <--
If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask. Due to Reddit's character limits, we can't include everything here, but the full spreadsheet contains every set.
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As always, we owe a massive thanks to ZombieYeti from the BrickHound Discord for providing this valuable data. If you're looking for real-time in-stock/deal alerts for Lego.com and other sites, make sure to check out his server.
This information is scraped directly from Lego's website, and all dates are subject to change. ZombieYeti is currently developing a website to host this data and offer real-time updates. In the meantime, here is a list of every set and their corresponding retirement date as per LEGO's system!
FULL LIST ON GOOGLE SHEETS HERE <--
If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask. Due to Reddit's character limits, we can't include everything here, but the full spreadsheet contains every set.
- CHANGELOG FOR APRIL:
| Theme | Set # | Set Name | Old Date | New Date | Change |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Creator | 40646 | Daffodils | Dec 31, 2025 | Dec 31, 2023 | -2 years |
| Icons | 40516 | Everyone is Awesome | Dec 31, 2023 | Dec 31, 2024 | +1 year |
| Promotional | 60369 | Mobile Police Dog Training | Dec 31, 2023 | Dec 31, 2024 | +1 year |
| Minifigures | 71038 | LEGO® Minifigures Disney 100 | N/A | Aug 31, 2023 | NEW |
| Minecraft / BrickHeadz | 40624 | Alex | N/A | Dec 31, 2023 | NEW |
| Minecraft / BrickHeadz | 40625 | Llama | N/A | Dec 31, 2023 | NEW |
| Minecraft / BrickHeadz | 40626 | Zombie | N/A | Dec 31, 2023 | NEW |
| Indiana Jones | 77012 | Fighter Plane Chase | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Indiana Jones | 77013 | Escape from the Lost Tomb | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Indiana Jones | 77015 | Temple of the Golden Idol | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Jurassic Park | 76957 | Velociraptor Escape | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Jurassic Park | 76958 | Dilophosaurus Ambush | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Jurassic Park | 76959 | Triceratops Research | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Jurassic Park | 76960 | Brachiosaurus Discovery | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Jurassic Park | 76961 | Visitor Centre: T. rex & Raptor Attack | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Mario | 71423 | Dry Bowser Castle Battle | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Star Wars | 75346 | Pirate Snub Fighter | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Star Wars | 75358 | Tenoo Jedi Temple | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Star Wars | 75361 | Spider Tank | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Star Wars | 75363 | The Mandalorian's N-1 Starfighter Microfighter | N/A | Dec 31, 2024 | NEW |
| Duplo | 10998 | 3-in-1 Magical Castle | N/A | Dec 31, 2025 | NEW |
| Icons | 10317 | Land Rover Classic Defender 90 | N/A | Dec 31, 2025 | NEW |
- RETIRING IN 2023:
| Theme | Set # | Set Name | Retirement Date |
|---|---|---|---|
| Minifigures | 66733 | Minifigures - Series 24 | Apr 30, 2023 |
| Classic | 11015 | Around the World | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 31123 | Off-Road Buggy | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 10780 | Mickey and Friends Castle Defenders | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43203 | Aurora, Merida and Tiana's Enchanted Creations | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41962 | Unicorn Creative Family Pack | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71404 | Goomba's Shoe | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71407 | Cat Peach Suit and Frozen Tower | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71409 | Big Spike's Cloudtop Challenge | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71412 | Big Bad Island | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Mindstorms | 51515 | Robot Inventor | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21187 | The Red Barn | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71738 | Zane's Titan Mech Battle | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71754 | Water Dragon | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71756 | Hydro Bounty | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71759 | Ninja Dragon Temple | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71762 | Kai's Fire Dragon EVO | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71770 | Zane's Golden Dragon Jet | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71773 | Kai's Golden Dragon Raider | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42129 | 4x4 Mercedes-Benz Zetros Trial Truck | Jul 31, 2023 |
| Minifigures | 71038 | LEGO® Minifigures Disney 100 | Aug 31, 2023 |
| Architecture | 21054 | The White House | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Art | 31203 | World Map | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Art | 31205 | Jim Lee Batman Collection | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Art | 31206 | The Rolling Stones | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Art | 31207 | Floral Art | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Avatar | 75571 | Neytiri & Thanator vs. AMP Suit Quaritch | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Avatar | 75573 | Floating Mountains: Site 26 & RDA Samson | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Brickheadz | 40540 | Lion Dance Guy | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Brickheadz | 40541 | Manchester United Go Brick Me | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Brickheadz | 40542 | FC Barcelona Go Brick Me | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Brickheadz | 40554 | Jake Sully & his Avatar | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 30638 | Police Bike Training | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 30639 | Dog Park and Scooter | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 41723 | Donut Shop | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 41726 | Holiday Camping Trip | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60253 | Ice-Cream Truck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60313 | Space Ride Amusement Truck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60314 | Ice Cream Truck Police Chase | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60315 | Police Mobile Command Truck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60317 | Police Chase at the Bank | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60318 | Fire Helicopter | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60319 | Fire Rescue & Police Chase | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60320 | Fire Station | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60321 | Fire Brigade | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60322 | Race Car | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60323 | Stunt Plane | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60324 | Mobile Crane | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60325 | Cement Mixer Truck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60327 | Horse Transporter | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60330 | Hospital | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60332 | Reckless Scorpion Stunt Bike | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60333 | Bathtub Stunt Bike | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60335 | Train Station | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60338 | Chimpanzee Smash Stunt Loop | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60339 | Double Loop Stunt Arena | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60341 | The Knockdown Stunt Challenge | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60342 | The Shark Attack Stunt Challenge | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60343 | Rescue Helicopter Transporter | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60346 | Barn & Farm Animals | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60348 | Lunar Roving Vehicle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60349 | Lunar Space Station | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60350 | Lunar Research Base | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60351 | Rocket Launch Centre | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60353 | Wild Animal Rescue Missions | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60354 | Mars Spacecraft Exploration Missions | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60355 | Water Police Detective Missions | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60356 | Bear Stunt Bike | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60357 | Stunt Truck & Ring of Fire Challenge | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60358 | Cyber Stunt Bike | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60359 | Dunk Stunt Ramp Challenge | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60360 | Spinning Stunt Challenge | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60361 | Ultimate Stunt Riders Challenge | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60371 | Emergency Vehicles HQ | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60382 | Vet Van Rescue | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60385 | Construction Digger | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60388 | Gaming Tournament Truck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60390 | Park Tractor | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60393 | 4x4 Fire Truck Rescue | Dec 31, 2023 |
| City | 60394 | ATV and Otter Habitat | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Classic | 11014 | Bricks and Wheels | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Classic | 11018 | Creative Ocean Fun | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Classic | 11019 | Bricks and Functions | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Classic | 11021 | 90 Years of Play | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Classic | 11022 | Space Mission | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Classic | 11031 | Creative Monkey Fun | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 30641 | Panda Bear | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 30642 | Birthday Train | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 30644 | Vintage Car | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 31111 | Cyber Drone | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 31118 | Surfer Beach House | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 31127 | Street Racer | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 31128 | Dolphin and Turtle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 31130 | Sunken Treasure Mission | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 31131 | Downtown Noodle Shop | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 31132 | Viking Ship and the Midgard Serpent | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 31143 | Birdhouse | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 40461 | Tulips | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 40469 | Tuk Tuk | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 40568 | Paris Postcard | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Creator | 40646 | Daffodils | Dec 31, 2023 |
| DC | 76181 | Batmobile: The Penguin Chase | Dec 31, 2023 |
| DC | 76220 | Batman versus Harley Quinn | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 10777 | Mickey and Minnie's Camping Trip | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 40521 | Mini Disney The Haunted Mansion | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 41168 | Elsa's Jewellery Box | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43187 | Rapunzel's Tower | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43189 | Elsa and the Nokk Storybook Adventures | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43194 | Anna and Elsa's Frozen Wonderland | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43196 | Belle and the Beast's Castle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43197 | The Ice Castle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43198 | Anna's Castle Courtyard | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43199 | Elsa's Castle Courtyard | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43202 | The Madrigal House | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43204 | Anna and Olaf's Castle Fun | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43207 | Ariel's Underwater Palace | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43208 | Jasmine and Mulan's Adventure | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney | 43209 | Elsa and the Nokk's Ice Stable | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney / BrickHeadz | 40377 | Donald Duck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney / BrickHeadz | 40378 | Goofy & Pluto | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney / BrickHeadz | 40476 | Daisy Duck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney / BrickHeadz | 40477 | Scrooge McDuck, Huey, Dewey & Louie | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney / BrickHeadz | 40550 | Chip & Dale | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney / BrickHeadz | 40553 | Woody and Bo Peep | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Disney / BrickHeadz | 40622 | Disney 100th Celebration BrickHeadz | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41801 | My Pets Bracelet | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41802 | Unicorns Forever Bracelet | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41803 | Extra Dots series 8 | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41805 | Creative Animal Drawer | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41806 | Ultimate Party Kit | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41807 | Bracelet Designer Mega Pack | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41808 | Hogwarts Accessories Pack | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41809 | Hedwig Pencil Holder | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41811 | Hogwarts Desktop Kit | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41947 | Mickey and Friends Bracelets Mega Pack | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41948 | Cute Banana Pen Holder | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41950 | Lots of DOTS - Lettering | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41951 | Message Board | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41957 | Adhesive Patches Mega Pack | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41959 | Cute Panda Tray | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41960 | Big Box | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41961 | Designer Toolkit - Patterns | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41963 | Mickey Mouse & Minnie Mouse Stitch-on Patch | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Dots | 41964 | Mickey Mouse & Minnie Mouse Back-to-School Project Box | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10411 | Learn About Chinese Culture | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10872 | Train Bridge and Tracks | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10882 | Train Tracks | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10899 | Frozen Ice Castle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10930 | Bulldozer | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10938 | Dinosaur Nursery | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10944 | Space Shuttle Mission | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10948 | Parking Garage and Car Wash | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10949 | Farm Animal Care | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10955 | Animal Train | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10956 | Amusement Park | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10960 | Belle's Ballroom | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10962 | Buzz Lightyear's Planetary Mission | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10963 | Spider-Man & Friends: Funfair Adventure | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10964 | Bath Time Fun: Floating Red Panda | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10968 | Doctor Visit | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10972 | Wild Animals of the Ocean | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10973 | Wild Animals of South America | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10974 | Wild Animals of Asia | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10976 | Santa's Gingerbread House | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10977 | My First Puppy & Kitten with Sounds | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10978 | Creative Building Time | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 10979 | Wild Animals of Europe | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Duplo | 30648 | Whale | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 30633 | Skate Ramp | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 30634 | Friendship Flowers | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41443 | Olivia's Electric Car | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41677 | Forest Waterfall | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41696 | Pony-Washing Stable | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41697 | Turtle Protection Vehicle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41699 | Pet Adoption Café | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41703 | Friendship Tree House | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41704 | Main Street Building | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41705 | Heartlake City Pizzeria | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41707 | Tree-Planting Vehicle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41708 | Roller Disco Arcade | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41711 | Emma's Art School | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41712 | Recycling Truck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41713 | Olivia's Space Academy | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41714 | Andrea's Theatre School | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41715 | Ice Cream Truck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41716 | Stephanie's Sailing Adventure | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41717 | Mia's Wildlife Rescue | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41718 | Pet Day-Care Center | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41719 | Mobile Fashion Boutique | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41720 | Water Park | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41721 | Organic Farm | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41722 | Horse Show Trailer | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41729 | Organic Grocery Store | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41732 | Downtown Flower and Design Stores | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41733 | Mobile Bubble Tea Shop | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41735 | Mobile Tiny House | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41741 | Dog Rescue Van | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41742 | Cat Hotel | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41743 | Hair Salon | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Friends | 41751 | Skate Park | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 75968 | 4 Privet Drive | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 75969 | Hogwarts Astronomy Tower | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 75979 | Hedwig | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76386 | Hogwarts: Polyjuice Potion Mistake | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76398 | Hogwarts Hospital Wing | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76399 | Hogwarts Magical Trunk | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76400 | Hogwarts Carriage and Thestrals | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76401 | Hogwarts Courtyard: Sirius's Rescue | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76403 | The Ministry of Magic | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76406 | Hungarian Horntail Dragon | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76408 | 12 Grimmauld Place | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76409 | Gryffindor House Banner | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76410 | Slytherin House Banner | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76411 | Ravenclaw House Banner | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter | 76412 | Hufflepuff House Banner | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter / Brickheadz | 40495 | Harry, Hermione, Ron & Hagrid | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Harry Potter / Brickheadz | 40560 | Professors of Hogwarts | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 30643 | Easter Chickens | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 40426 | Christmas Wreath 2-in-1 | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 40522 | Valentine Lovebirds | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 40523 | Easter Rabbits Display | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 40570 | Halloween Cat and Mouse | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 40571 | Wintertime Polar Bears | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 40575 | Year of the Rabbit | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 80110 | Lunar New Year Display | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 80110 | Lunar New Year Display | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Holiday | 80111 | Lunar New Year Parade | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10255 | Assembly Square | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10265 | Ford Mustang | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10266 | NASA Apollo 11 Lunar Lander | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10270 | Bookshop | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10273 | Haunted House | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10276 | Colosseum | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10278 | Police Station | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10289 | Bird of Paradise | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10290 | Pickup Truck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10292 | The Friends Apartments | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10293 | Santa's Visit | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10299 | Real Madrid - Santiago Bernabéu Stadium | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10306 | Atari 2600 | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 10497 | Galaxy Explorer | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Icons | 76989 | Horizon Forbidden West: Tallneck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ideas | 21325 | Medieval Blacksmith | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ideas | 21326 | Winnie the Pooh | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ideas | 21329 | Fender Stratocaster | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ideas | 21331 | Sonic the Hedgehog - Green Hill Zone | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ideas | 21337 | Table Football | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Jurassic Park/World | 76943 | Pteranodon Chase | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Jurassic Park/World | 76945 | Atrociraptor Dinosaur: Bike Chase | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Jurassic Park/World | 76946 | Blue & Beta Velociraptor Capture | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Jurassic Park/World | 76947 | Quetzalcoatlus Plane Ambush | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Jurassic Park/World | 76948 | T. rex & Atrociraptor Dinosaur Breakout | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Jurassic Park/World | 76950 | Triceratops Pickup Truck Ambush | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Jurassic Park/World | 76951 | Pyroraptor & Dilophosaurus Transport | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Jurassic Park/World | 76956 | T. rex Breakout | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Lightyear | 76830 | Zyclops Chase | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Lightyear | 76831 | Zurg Battle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Lightyear | 76832 | XL-15 Spaceship | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71374 | Nintendo Entertainment System | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71406 | Yoshi's Gift House | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71413 | Character Packs Series 6 | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71414 | Conkdor's Noggin Bopper | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71415 | Ice Mario Suit and Frozen World | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71416 | Lava Wave Ride | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71417 | Fliprus Snow Adventure | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Mario | 71418 | Creativity Toolbox | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 10781 | Spider-Man's Techno Trike | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 10784 | Spider-Man Webquarters Hangout | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 10790 | Team Spidey at Green Goblin's Lighthouse | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76187 | Venom | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76193 | The Guardians' Ship | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76206 | Iron Man Figure | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76207 | Attack on New Asgard | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76208 | The Goat Boat | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76209 | Thor's Hammer | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76211 | Shuri's Sunbird | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76212 | Shuri's Lab | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76213 | King Namor's Throne Room | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76214 | Black Panther: War on the Water | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76215 | Black Panther | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76216 | Iron Man Armory | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76225 | Miles Morales Figure | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76226 | Spider-Man Figure | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76230 | Venom Figure | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76241 | Hulk Mech Armor | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76242 | Thanos Mech Armor | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76243 | Rocket Mech Armor | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76245 | Ghost Rider Mech & Bike | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76253 | Guardians of the Galaxy Headquarters | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76255 | The New Guardians' Ship | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Marvel | 76256 | Ant-Man Construction Figure | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21164 | The Coral Reef | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21170 | The Pig House | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21172 | The Ruined Portal | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21177 | The Creeper Ambush | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21180 | The Guardian Battle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21181 | The Rabbit Ranch | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21183 | The Training Grounds | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21184 | The Bakery | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21185 | The Nether Bastion | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21186 | The Ice Castle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21188 | The Llama Village | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 21190 | The Abandoned Village | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft | 30647 | The Dripstone Cavern/The Stalactite Cave | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft / BrickHeadz | 40624 | Alex | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft / BrickHeadz | 40625 | Llama | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Minecraft / BrickHeadz | 40626 | Zombie | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Misc | 40174 | LEGO Chess | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Misc | 40382 | Birthday Set | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Misc | 40584 | Birthday Diorama | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 30656 | Monkey King Marketplace | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 80008 | Monkie Kid's Cloud Jet | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 80030 | Monkie Kid's Staff Creations | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 80032 | Chang'e Moon Cake Factory | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 80033 | Evil Macaque's Mech | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 80034 | Nezha's Fire Ring | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 80035 | Monkie Kid's Galactic Explorer | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 80037 | Dragon of the East | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 80038 | Monkie Kid's Team Van | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Monkie Kid | 80039 | The Heavenly Realms | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 30649 | Ice Dragon Creature | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71757 | Lloyd's Ninja Mech | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71760 | Jay's Thunder Dragon EVO | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71761 | Zane's Power Up Mech EVO | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71763 | Lloyd's Race Car EVO | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71765 | Ninja Ultra Combo Mech | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71766 | Lloyd's Legendary Dragon | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71767 | Ninja Dojo Temple | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71768 | Jay's Golden Dragon Motorbike | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71769 | Cole's Dragon Cruiser | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71771 | The Crystal King Temple | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71772 | The Crystal King | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71774 | Lloyd's Golden Ultra Dragon | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71775 | Nya's Samurai X MECH | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71776 | Jay and Nya's Race Car EVO | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Ninjago | 71781 | Lloyd's Mech Battle EVO | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30435 | Build Your Own Hogwarts Castle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30509 | Yellow Yoshi's Fruit Tree | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30510 | 90 Years of Cars | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30560 | Pineapple Photo Holder & Mini Board | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30584 | Winter Holiday Train | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30590 | Farm Garden & Scarecrow | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30646 | Moana's Dolphin Cove | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30651 | Quidditch Practice | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30652 | Doctor Strange's Interdimensional Portal | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Polybag | 30657 | McLaren Solus GT | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Promotional | 40393 | LEGOLAND Fire Academy | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Promotional | 40534 | LEGO House Chef | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Speed Champions | 76900 | Koenigsegg Jesko | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Speed Champions | 76901 | Toyota GR Supra | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Speed Champions | 76906 | 1970 Ferrari 512 M | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Speed Champions | 76907 | Lotus Evija | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Speed Champions | 76910 | Aston Martin Valkyrie AMR Pro and Aston Martin Vantage GT3 | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Speed Champions | 76911 | 007 Aston Martin DB5 | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Speed Champions | 76912 | Fast & Furious 1970 Dodge Charger T | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 30654 | X-wing Starfighter Polybag | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75288 | AT-AT | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75292 | The Razor Crest | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75300 | Imperial TIE Fighter | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75301 | Luke Skywalker's X-wing Fighter | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75309 | Republic Gunship | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75312 | Boba Fett's Starship | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75317 | The Mandalorian & The Child | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75318 | The Child | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75320 | Snowtrooper Battle Pack | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75322 | Hoth AT-ST | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75323 | The Justifier | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75324 | Dark Trooper Attack | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75326 | Boba Fett's Throne Room | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75327 | Luke Skywalker (Red Five) Helmet | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75329 | Death Star Trench Run Diorama | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75330 | Dagobah Jedi Training Diorama | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75332 | AT-ST | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75333 | Obi-Wan Kenobi's Jedi Starfighter | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75334 | Obi-Wan Kenobi vs. Darth Vader | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75335 | BD-1 | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75336 | Inquisitor Transport Scythe | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75338 | Ambush on Ferrix | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75339 | Death Star Trash Compactor Diorama | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75342 | Republic Fighter Tank | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75343 | Dark Trooper Helmet | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars | 75344 | Boba Fett's Starship Microfighter | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Star Wars / Brickheadz | 40539 | Ahsoka Tano | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 30655 | Forklift with Pallet | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42096 | Porsche 911 RSR | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42107 | Ducati Panigale V4 R | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42111 | Dom's Dodge Charger | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42117 | Race Plane | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42118 | Monster Jam Grave Digger | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42122 | Jeep Wrangler | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42123 | McLaren Senna GTR | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42125 | Ferrari 488 GTE 'AF Corse #51' | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42127 | The Batman - Batmobile | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42128 | Heavy-Duty Tow Truck | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42131 | Cat D11 Bulldozer | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42132 | Chopper | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42133 | Telehandler | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42134 | Monster Jam Megalodon | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42135 | Monster Jam El Toro Loco | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42137 | Formula E Porsche 99x Electric | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42138 | Ford Mustang Shelby GT500 | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42139 | All-Terrain Vehicle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42140 | App-Controlled Transformation Vehicle | Dec 31, 2023 |
| Technic | 42144 | Material Handler | Dec 31, 2023 |
2023.04.01 08:31 nicolemoseros Abandoned Kitty
 | I saw this stray Siamese cat a few meters away from my apartment building while I was on my way home from work. She came up to me meowing and from the looks of her, she has not eaten properly for quite a long time. She's super thin. I looked around to check if someone owns her but the old lady who passed by said it's a stray for a few days now so I took her in and fed her. I'll be taking care of her from now on. Any name suggestions? submitted by nicolemoseros to catsofrph [link] [comments] |
2023.04.01 08:31 MussleGeeYem My 11 Year Long Samsung Galaxy Ownership Experience Story: Here Are Things The Galaxy Does Better Than My iPhone
Introduction
I have been using Samsung Galaxy devices for 11 years, with my first Android/Samsung Galaxy device being the Samsung Galaxy Nexus (got the Galaxy Nexus in January of 2012) and with me currently daily driving the S22 Ultra (since May 2022).I have been using iPhones for more than 12 years, with my first iPhone being the iPhone 4 (got the iPhone 4 in December of 2010) and with me currently daily driving the iPhone 14 Pro Max (since September 2022) and the iPhone SE (2020) as a secondary iPhone for iOS development (since March 2022).
Here is my daily driver history:
Android:
- Samsung Galaxy Nexus (bought in January 2012, traded the phone in October 2013)
- Samsung Galaxy Note3 (bought in October 2013, traded the phone in October 2014)
- Samsung Galaxy Note4 (bought in October 2014, traded the phone in September 2015)
- Samsung Galaxy Note5 (bought in September 2015, sold to my cousin's son (16M) in August 2016)
- Samsung Galaxy Note7 (bought in August 2016, recalled in October 2016)
- Samsung Galaxy S7 Edge (bought in October 2016, sold to my cousin's husband (40M) in April 2017 after he broke his iPhone 6 Plus)
- Samsung Galaxy S8+ (bought in April 2017, sold to my cousin's son in Vietnam (29M) in April 2018)
- Samsung Galaxy S9+ (bought in April 2018, sold to my cousin's husband (40M) in March 2019, with him giving me his S7 Edge)
- Samsung Galaxy S10+ (bought in March 2019, gave to my sister (21F) in March 2020 via mail, making the A50 as her secondary phone)
- Samsung Galaxy S20 Ultra (bought in March 2020, traded the phone in February 2021)
- Samsung Galaxy S21 Ultra (bought in February 2021, gave to my sister (21F) in May 2022 via mail due to her cracking her S10+ with the front suffering some cracks, got the S10+ back)
- Samsung Galaxy S22 Ultra (bought in May 2022, still using it now)
- iPhone 4 (bought in December 2010, sold to Vietnam's used market in October 2011)
- iPhone 4S (bought in October 2011, traded the phone in September 2012)
- iPhone 5 (bought in September 2012 right after moving to the US, sold to my cousin (53F) in September 2013)
- iPhone 5S (bought in September 2013, sold to my cousin (39F) in September 2014)
- iPhone 6 (bought in September 2014, sold the phone on eBay in September 2015)
- iPhone 6S (bought in September 2015, sold to my cousin's daughter (17F) in October 2016)
- iPhone 7 Plus (bought in September 2016, sold the phone on eBay in November 2017)
- iPhone X (bought in November 2018, sold to my cousin's husband (55M) in September 2018)
- iPhone XS Max (bought in September 2018, sold to my cousin's husband (55M) in October 2019 with him giving me his iPhone X to help use that towards my iPhone 11 Pro Max)
- iPhone 11 Pro Max (bought in October 2019, sold to my cousin (53F) in November 2020 with her giving me her iPhone 7 Plus to use as a spare device)
- iPhone 12 Pro Max (bought in November 2020, device started breaking down, so I traded the phone in December 2021, initially planned to keep it for longer)
- iPhone 13 Pro Max (bought in December 2021, sold to my cousin (53F) in September 2022 after complaints that her iPhone 11 Pro Max is breaking down, with her giving me her iPhone 11 Pro Max)
- iPhone 14 Pro Max (bought in September 2022, still using it now)
- iPhone 5 (September 2015-November 2017): my cousin's husband (55M) upgraded from an iPhone 6 to a Galaxy S6 Edge+ and decided to give his iPhone 6 to my cousin (53F) due to him preferring Android over iOS (he kept the S6 Edge+ until May 2020 when he bought the S20+ and then he gave his S6 Edge+ to me in May 2020 via mail, but between 2017-2020, this acted as his 2nd phone as he was daily driving the iPhone X/XS Max mentioned above)
- iPhone 6S (November 2017-November 2020): my cousin's daughter (17F) upgraded from the 6S to the 7 Plus, along with both her parents (55M, 53F) not only due to the family switching from T-mobile to Verizon but also due to her cracking my old iPhone 6S, which caused her parents not only to replace the screen but also the battery)
- iPhone 7 Plus (November 2020-March 2022): my cousin (53F) received my iPhone 11 Pro Max, but since the iPhone 6S fell off my bike mount a month before, it cracked, and since the battery is so horrendous on the 6S, my cousin (53F) decided to give me her iPhone 7 Plus and I decided to take the 6S to the Apple Store in Cambridge MA to recycle it
- iPhone SE (2020) (since March 2022): Even though my cousin, and later I took very good care of the iPhone 7 Plus, the phone started breaking down on several fronts: the silent switch, charging port pins, and even battery started to die hard, and plus, since the phone is getting unsupported, I started deciding on the iPhone SE. After finding out the iPhone SE 3 was $429 and finding out I could get a prepaid iPhone SE 2 on AT&T for $150 ($50 plan+$15 activation fee but I cancelled auto pay immediately after buying the phone), I got the brand-new SE 2 instead. Nowadays, the battery started to fall apart (even though the battery is currently at 93% capacity) and even though this phone is not in a beta, there are a lot of bugs even on 16.3.1 (I am thinking of updating to 16.4 tonight)
Things my Samsung Galaxy does better than my iPhone
There are many things that Samsung Galaxy phones and other Android phones do better than iPhones, including the fact that on Android:- notifications are not cluttered in the lock-screen unlike on iOS
- Android is more customisable than iOS and Android is an open-source mobile operating system
- Many new features such as reverse wireless charging, in screen fingerprints, foldable phones, 5G, triple camera setup, phablet size phones,
- there is a real back button on Android
- No need to use iTunes; you could just transfer music and photos/videos between your computer and phone without the hassle of iTunes
- Some Samsung Galaxy phones (S1-S20 excluding the S6/Note5) have microSD and older Samsung Galaxy phones have removable batteries
- Some Samsung Galaxy phones in certain markets have dual sim support, but since e-SIM was introduced, first with the Pixel 2, and later with the iPhone XS, dual sim is less of an advantage
- There are a lot of options, including the M/J series for budget conscious buyers, the A series for the average folk in many countries, the S/Note series for power-users, business users for extra productivity (mostly the Note series) and phone enthusiasts (like me), and the Z series for certain business users for extra productivity and for Flexers
- On my Samsung Galaxy devices, I could share the Wi-Fi password to other phones using the QR code; on iPhones, I could only share the Wi-Fi connection with other iPhones
- Samsung Galaxy devices support split screen view and pop up view, but these two features are restricted to the iPad, and iPhones only support picture in picture video
However, there are many lesser-known things that my Samsung Galaxy phones do better than my iPhones (based on my experience over the past 11 years), and some might be controversial:
- iPhone batteries start to massively degrade after a new iPhone and iOS version comes out
My iPhone 12 Pro Max (I got rid of it in December of 2021 after it accidentally fell out from my nightstand drawer and the back cracked a month before) started seeing its battery fail sometime in September 2021, when the 13 Pro Max came out. Say I leave the house at 10:00 and were to return home at 19:00. By 17:00, with medium usage + hotspot, the iPhone's battery would have depleted to around 20 percent. Plus, my iPhones typically consume more battery if devices are connected to hotspot than my Samsung Galaxies are.
Also, I did receive the Galaxy S7 Edge (2019), Samsung Galaxy S9+ (earlier this month as my cousin's husband upgraded to the S23+), and the Samsung Galaxy S10+ (last year), and given that I would sell these phones on the second hand market, I would test the phones for a week or two to see the phone's condition before assessing it and selling it on the second hand market. What I found is that even though the S10+ cracked and therefore, I donated it rather than sold it, all three phones seem to have solid battery, considering their ages. The S7 Edge with its 3600 mAh battery under heavy use after 3 years would go about for 6-8 hours before needing a recharge, and my S9+ would go about for around 5-6 hours as well before hitting down to 20% of battery (that is after 5 years and given the fact my cousin's husband is a power user), and even though the S10 cracked, it would go for 8-10 hours under heavy usage before draining to around 20%. I also got back my Note5 from 2015 once my cousin's son upgraded to my cousin (50M)'s S8 Active in 2019 once my cousin upgraded to the Note10+, and even on that phone, the battery is still very good considering its age and its 3000 mAh size, doing around 4-6 hours going down from 100-20.
- My Samsung devices have proven more reliable as a whole than many of my iPhones
Fun fact, my cousin (28M) switched from the iPhone 7 Plus to the Samsung Galaxy S10+ in March of 2019 and is now currently using a Galaxy S23 Ultra. From his 4-year long experience using just the Galaxy S10+ (he bought the ceramic colour with 512GB of storage and currently his father is using the S10+), even though he is a power user with him customising the phone with themes, being a heavy user, and having cracked his S10+ last year, the phone was still extremely reliable, working fully as intended, apart from the battery, which has been shortened to 6 hours of heavy usage before dying.
My iPhones however, were not so bright. Even though pre-2015 iPhones are mostly reliable during my time using it, since the 6S, there have been some phones which have showed issues here and there, sometimes within the first year of ownership. As for the iPhone 6S, it is basically only the battery, which has been extremely bad after a year and the fact it would sometimes shut off at 30% during cold weather.
Starting with the iPhone 7 Plus however, and there started to be a lot of problems. Even though my iPhone 7 Plus didn't show any problems during my ownership, even though my cousin took good care of the 7 Plus, when I got her 7 Plus in November of 2020 (she got the phone brand new at Verizon in November 2017), the silent switch started to wear down and get stuck, meaning it is hard to turn on silent switch, the charging port pins started to wear, making it very hard to charge the phone or connect the phone to the computer, and the battery started to struggle real hard.
Starting with the iPhone XS Max and there started to be real struggles. Even though I didn't see any problems with either the iPhone XS Max and 11 Pro Max during my ownership and took good care of these two phones, when these two phones got passed to their second owners, problems started to arise. For the XS Max, in May of 2020, it got bricked, and it wouldn't turn on even if he plugged it in the charging cable or through iTunes, and my cousin's husband had to bring it to service, and that got him to purchase an S20+ given he prefers Android over iOS, and after fixing the XS Max, he gave it to his daughter (17F), who is his only child. For the 11 Pro Max however, the phone's battery drained fast and my cousin always had to rely on the charger, and plus, there are issues of connecting Bluetooth devices as well as with calls and volume whilst connected to Bluetooth devices, and my cousin always complained about these issues and even though I did attempt to fix, the issues didn't get resolved (I am tech savvy by the way, so I could get through a lot of issues, such as reset my bricked iPad using iTunes, etc.).
And now onto my iPad Pro 9.7. I bought the iPad in June of 2016, and even though I used it mostly for watching YouTube videos, Udemy and edX courses, the iPad started having a bricking issue in November of 2017. What happened was that I was charging and overnight, the iPad just shut itself off and never powered on again. I tried connecting it to iTunes and even though iTunes could recognise the device, whenever I reset it, errors keep on popping up and it is impossible to reset. I tried bringing it to the Apple Store, but they couldn't reset it either and they suggested that I replace the iPad Pro 9.7 with an iPad Mini 4 for $300. Then, I started taking matters into my own hands and finally resetted the iPad Pro successfully after multiple attempts in January of 2018. Four months later (in May 2018), the iPad bricked again, and I had to do the same process, and it took until August of 2018 after at least 5-10 tries for it to work again. And then in August 2020, whilst charging overnight, the iPad turned off and I thought it was toast. Turned out it was, as after countless times diagnosing the issues on iTunes, the iPad would keep on bricking after multiple reset attempts and after more than 2 years. Then, there was a miracle. In November of 2022, I finally got my iPad working again and I felt like I was very lucky, because I thought that the iPad was bricked forever and wouldn't go back on, ever.
Then, finally, it is my iPhone 12 Pro Max. I bought the phone on 20 November 2020, and by mid-September 2021, things started to go south for this phone. The top speaker started to fail and even though I cleaned it, the speaker was so muffled that I could barely hear anything from the top speaker. I brought it to the Apple Store and they said it is a digitiser issue and they couldn't even clean it for me, and around that same time, the touchscreen started to act up. With a lot of ghost touches, it started to become very hard to use the iPhone (and keep in mind, I have never replaced the screen since I never cracked the front screen). In October 2021, the phone started to have lose cellular signal when I enter the MBTA train and still didn't recognise cellular signal for minutes after I exited the MBTA and was at least a mile from that station on my bike, but luckily, resetting network settings did fix the issue with the cellular signal however. By the time the phone accidentally fell to the ground and the back did suffer some cracks in November, I started to give up on the iPhone 12 Pro Max and in December, I upgraded to the 13 Pro Max.
Even though my Galaxy Buds and my cousin (28M)'s Galaxy Buds did not show any issues (he bought the Galaxy Buds in March 2019 and after heavy usage, it still held up very well and he even gave it to his father), all 4 of my AirPods, even the AirPods Pro 2, have shown issues here and there. My first AirPods (January 2017-July 2018) basically stopped working, and hence, I bought another pair of AirPods in July 2018 and used it until February 2022, when I dropped it in the toilet. Even though I was using the 2nd pair of AirPods half the time (July 2018-January 2020, December 2020-April 2021, November 2021-February 2022), by late 2021, the AirPods started showing major problems. First off, the battery drains so fast even indoors that it only lasted about an hour. Then, once I am outside, the right side would disconnect after only 5 minutes of usage and the left side would keep soldering on. Once it fell to the toilet, it was game over (however, I still kept the AirPods, it is just in the nightstand sitting there, and I did clean it as well). I bought the AirPods 2 in February 2022, and after 2 months, at least once every week or two, the right side would discharge, even in the case (the case is clean by the way), until it went out of battery. I tried resetting the case and putting the case to charge again, but to no avail, and it took several reset attempts for it to return to normal. The same exact scenario happened to the AirPods Pro 2, which I got in October as my cousin wanted to gift me the AirPods Pro 2, in exchange for my AirPods 2. Except that sometimes, my iPhone 14 Pro Max couldn't even connect to the AirPods Pro 2 or even recognise it.
- Hotspot doesn't always work on my iPhones, but always does on my Galaxy
For my iPhone 14 Pro Max and previous iPhones (iPhone 13 Pro Max, iPhone 12 Pro Max, etc), personal hotspot is very buggy. My Samsung connects just fine to the iPhone hotspot, but my iPhones don't. To preserve the battery, after several minutes, the iPhone SE would get disconnected from the iPhone 14 Pro Max hotspot (which is acceptable), but it gets worse. Even if I am currently streaming Apple Music on my iPhone SE with the screen on as well, the iPhone would disconnect from the iPhone 14 Pro Max, and it is very hard to connect it to hotspot. Sometimes, the iPhone SE would say 'Unable to join network' and others, it said 'Personal Hotspot Failure', which would force me to restart both the iPhone SE and 14 Pro Max. Now the Remote Hotspot Failure started happening since I got the 11 Pro Max in 2019, and at the time, my 16:9 phone was the iPhone 6S, and even then, there were hotspot failure problems. I restarted the 11 Pro Max, but the hotspot failure would return after a week or two. Even after resetting network settings in 2021 right before my 13 Pro Max because my iPhone 12 Pro Max would lose cellular connectivity even after I exited the MBTA tunnel and I am outside a mile from the MBTA station, once I got my 13 Pro Max, the remote hotspot failure still appears. My Samsung Galaxy over the years connects to the iPhone hotspot without any issues, and would stay connected even if I am not using the phone until I basically turn off hotspot on my iPhone.
Now due to the fact connecting my iPhone SE to the iPhone hotspot is so bad, I would typically use the Samsung hotspot as a backup (keep in mind my iPhone plan gives unlimited hotspot whilst Metro only gives 5 GB). Both iPhones connect to the Samsung hotspot flawlessly, without any issues.
- On my Samsung Galaxy phones, I can disable Wi-Fi using the Quick Settings (swipe down) menu, but for iPhones, it is less consistent
- Connecting to Bluetooth devices is better on my Samsung Galaxy phones than my iPhones
- Apple Pay sometimes doesn't work on my iPhone
Yesterday, I was at the MBTA station, and I was attempting to pay for the Monthly pass. Ironically, even though the reader did work, the iPhone 14 Pro Max kept on saying 'Hold near Reader', and even though I held it near the mobile payment reader for 10-15 seconds, it still didn't do anything. Fed up, after the second time, I repaid the MBTA ticket and used my S22 Ultra and the payment did go through. However, at the restaurant around 1 hour later, even though I didn't restart the iPhone, Apple Pay finally worked again as I was able to pay my meal using Apple Pay.
- Automatic updates are better on my Galaxies than my iPhones
- Wi-Fi is far better on my Samsung Galaxy/Android phones than my iPhones, iPads, or Macs
Fun fact: the Galaxy S21 Ultra was the first phone to offer Wi-Fi 6E and not even the iPhone 14 Pro Max supports this feature
Then in July 2022, during a flight from Dallas back to Boston, my iPhone 13 Pro Max and iPhone SE 2 would fail to connect to JetBlue's Wi-Fi network several times and if connected, the Wi-Fi was painfully slow and near unusable whilst my Samsung Galaxy S22 Ultra connected to JetBlue's Wi-Fi network just fine and worked as expected, with websites loading reasonably quick, just like at my university with the S21 Ultra.
- USB C lasts longer than lightning connector
TL;DR: Even though there are many benefits to owning an iPhone over an Android device, based on my user experience, after over 11 years of using various Samsung Galaxy phones, two Samsung Galaxy Tabs, and one Galaxy Bud and after over 12 years of using various iPhones, iPads, Apple Watches, and AirPods, I could safely assure that there are a lot of benefits to using Samsung and Android products over iPhones, namely due to the fact that notifications, customisation, features, options, Wi-Fi, multitasking, batteries, hotspot, Bluetooth, mobile payment, etc., are better on Samsung and Android products than on iPhones, based on my user experience.
2023.04.01 08:31 Jazzlike_College871 I had to take Graduation photos 8 days ago and we were allowed to bring 1 of our favorite items from home and take photos with it. This morning I got my grad photos in the mail and this is how I look holding it:
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2023.04.01 08:31 milvijoy Mentioned on Instagram Story
Hey guys, so uhm, for a short story, back two weeks ago, I went to a military schools training day and there I met a guy who's basically 'almost famous' in the judo community. He's been to the olympics, and all sorts of stuff. I had actually shared a photo that the school posted and tagged him, which he then saw. A day ago, I posted a meme-like video I had edited about my trip there, which contained him awfully many times. This morning, I opened instagram and saw I had been tagged in his story. Problem is, he deleted it. Is there anyway to now what it was, or if it was an accidental? Weird thing is, he checked out my other stories right after, although they were posted many hours apart.
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2023.04.01 08:31 SlightDiversity As a person with autism, working from home is the single best thing to happen in my working life
As a person with autism, working from home is the single best thing to happen in my working life
I have Asperger’s. This is a high functioning autism disorder. I’m generally very book smart and do a good job, but socially I have major deficits.
As a 26 year old guy working a corporate job this has been difficult. I thought bullying ended in school. But I soon found out that as soon as you enter the white collar workforce it happens again.
I do my work very well. I am meticulous. From a productivity perspective I do twice as much work as peers in similar job title. But they are good at making friends, selling themselves and playing the game. I can not. I am not capable of it, no matter how hard I try.
Then comes covid.
I rent out a larger apartment (sure it costs more, but I need the space). I prepare for work by doing exercise instead of commuting, I sit at my desk and I just feel zen. I’m in my own space. No noises distracting me. Not worrying about the people gossiping about how bad my posture is. Or how dorky I am. I’m just at peace.
Every day I come to work and excited. I used to hate work but now I wake up every morning so excited to do my job.
I just feel “normal” getting to work from home. I will never be neurotypical. But I feel at peace like normal people do, when I work from home.
I’m so grateful and I honestly hope it never goes away.
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I have Asperger’s. This is a high functioning autism disorder. I’m generally very book smart and do a good job, but socially I have major deficits.
As a 26 year old guy working a corporate job this has been difficult. I thought bullying ended in school. But I soon found out that as soon as you enter the white collar workforce it happens again.
I do my work very well. I am meticulous. From a productivity perspective I do twice as much work as peers in similar job title. But they are good at making friends, selling themselves and playing the game. I can not. I am not capable of it, no matter how hard I try.
Then comes covid.
I rent out a larger apartment (sure it costs more, but I need the space). I prepare for work by doing exercise instead of commuting, I sit at my desk and I just feel zen. I’m in my own space. No noises distracting me. Not worrying about the people gossiping about how bad my posture is. Or how dorky I am. I’m just at peace.
Every day I come to work and excited. I used to hate work but now I wake up every morning so excited to do my job.
I just feel “normal” getting to work from home. I will never be neurotypical. But I feel at peace like normal people do, when I work from home.
I’m so grateful and I honestly hope it never goes away.
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2023.04.01 08:27 ThrowRA-poolo Dream about a cult war or something
I don’t know exactly what they were, but i dreamt about some waconflict where the what i suppose, religious people or something were brought out of there homes and hanged, stabbed and carved symbols into their body.
I saw myself in first person perspective, trying to go home to my house after being attacked by the brother of my gf for occupying the toilet. Then when i got outside my house, i saw men getting the noose off my balcony. And in the moment, i suddenly got jumped by a random man, who carved a cross into my leg/upper body (it was quite big) i then passed out.
In the end i woke up, looking at my wound which no longer bled, but i felt afraid.
What could this dream mean? Such a «crazy» violent dream. Worth to mention that im not really a religious person.
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I saw myself in first person perspective, trying to go home to my house after being attacked by the brother of my gf for occupying the toilet. Then when i got outside my house, i saw men getting the noose off my balcony. And in the moment, i suddenly got jumped by a random man, who carved a cross into my leg/upper body (it was quite big) i then passed out.
In the end i woke up, looking at my wound which no longer bled, but i felt afraid.
What could this dream mean? Such a «crazy» violent dream. Worth to mention that im not really a religious person.
2023.04.01 08:27 1oh9inthesky cis people celebrating TDOV
Just a quick vent. Trans day of visibility has been quite awful for me. There’s a lot of queerphobia at my university right now, and I’ve been getting a lot of cis people talking over me, shutting me down, and just ignoring me in organizing spaces. The LGBTQ+ resource center hosted a small TDOV event today, but I didn’t feel welcome there. And a bunch of cis people have been posting cutesy photos of themselves “celebrating” TDOV at the event, which is just so weird and performative to me. It just sucks because so many of them seemed to have had a great day celebrating the visibility of people like me, but I’m literally just crying in bed at home because a bunch of other queer people (and a professor) just told me I’m “wrong, period” about feeling uncomfortable with our queerphobic university president being invited to the pride club’s yearly drag event. I know that was a lot and didn’t make sense but i’m just emotionally frayed right now.
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2023.04.01 08:27 Jazzlike_College871 I had to take Graduation photos 8 days ago and we were allowed to bring 1 of our favorite items from home and take photos with it. Since Noble loves NekoPara so much I decided to bring my Nekopara DVD and take pictures with it at my school. This morning I recieved them in the mail today:
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2023.04.01 08:24 throwawaysdrcginb I destroyed the last memory she had of her deceased mother.
This happened a couple years ago when I used to live in foster care after my family passed away in a house fire which I luckily survived because I was at an after school club. I don’t like to go too into the incident because the wound still feels fresh, even though it already been8 years since this happened.
I was 14F when I got placed into a foster care home, I lived with 7 other kids in the house who were also orphans, and two adult cares(1M,1F). At the time I was a very shy, introverted teenager, so you can only imagine how hard it was for me to make friends in the home with a bunch of other kids who were loud, some a bit disturbed due to trauma and some just straight up disrespectful and mean. There was one girl in particular who was always picking fights with me and just did not like my presence since I moved in. We were also the same age and the youngest, maybe that’s was the reason? I will name her Sarah for sake of this post. As I mentioned before Sarah was always on my case for not being talkative and used to ask me why I did not hang around with her. I will be honest here, the first few months I lived in that place, I was definitely not approachable, I was not rude verbally, but I would give one word replies when people spoke to me and just overall did not want to be social because I was still trying to mentally grasp the fact that I lost my whole family in space of 48hrs couple of months ago. Another reason that probably participated into Sarah hatred for me was that we used to get compared a lot due to being the same age and the care takers in the house and other kids would say “why can’t you just be sensible like(me)”, since she was very loud sometimes bratty aswell. So that probs contributed to her 14yr old jealousy.
However that does not excuse what she did to me. So the problem started when we had an argument one day over her over using bedroom space, since we shared the same room. Sarah was a body mist addict and collector, so much so she started using my drawer’s space to “display “ her collection. I liked the top of my drawer to be clear and to only have a photo frame of my sister with her favorite band(bts). The photo was revived from the house fire and it was miracle it was not in ashes. The point is that’s the only physical memory I had left of my dead sister, didn’t even have any photos of my parents because of the fire. Back to the argument, I told Sarah clearly to stop linning up her body mist on top of my drawer and to keep it on her side idc if she used up all her space. She took her body mists of my side for the time being that morning. When I came back from school that day I saw the body mists there again , it was covering my photo that I had displayed. She must have put it back when I left for skl since we went to different skls and leave and arrive different times.
So when I saw that she had did it again, out of anger I threw all the body mist she put on top of my drawer, unto her side of the room beside her bed on the floor. We had a big argument. She in return the next morning when I had left for school took the photo of my sister out it’s frame and put it into the toilet the boys share down the hall. I came back from school that day into our room to see if she placed her body mist on my table again, which she didn’t but I realized the photo was missing. I asked her if she has seen, she said no, I also asked everyone in the house they said no. The boys came home and one of them screamed “ who threw effing paper drawing in the toilet” everyone said I don’t know including me who is clueless as to what the paper was. When the 1M adult who lived with us came to take a “paper” out he realized it was photo. He also asked who’s photo it was . I came running because I wanted to confirm if it was the photo of my deceased sister, turns out my suspicion was fucking right and I could not BELIVE Sarah would go that far. I confronted her whilst I was angry, let’s just say the confrontation went with her denying it with a grin on her face and me pouncing on her and pulling a patch of her hair out. That night I was forced to sleep in the living room, because according to the adults I was a “threat” to her. I was so mad all night how they took her word for it, even after I explained to them the events that took place before this and how it’s her revenge for throwing her “expensive “ perfumes on the floor . Few days after the incident, when I calmed down a bit I decide I wanted her to know how it feels to have the last memories of her dead family member not only destroyed but also urinated on since the boy only saw the photo stuck in the toilet after he tried to flush after pissing on it unknowingly.
My revenge is where people say I am the ass for because I apparently took it too far. After I had been let back into our room and was forced to “ reconcile “. I stayed home from school the day after. She went to school so that gave me the opportunity to give her taste of her own medicine. I took her mothers ashes with me out during the day placed it under a tree I used to always see our locals dogs piss on. The tree was located 4 doors down before you reach our house. She must have thought it looked familiar when walking towards our house that day back from school ,because as soon as she barged into our room she checked under her bed for the jar that held it and she found nothing there. She ran back outside and found that the jar was wet and the jar filled with liquid. I however when confronted said straight up yes because I just wanted to see the hurt on her face and smirk like she did to me.
However I did face consequences for my action, and everyone in the house did look at me differently after that like I was some evil person, except one boy who believed that it was Sarah’s karma. 8 years later I feel bad.
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I was 14F when I got placed into a foster care home, I lived with 7 other kids in the house who were also orphans, and two adult cares(1M,1F). At the time I was a very shy, introverted teenager, so you can only imagine how hard it was for me to make friends in the home with a bunch of other kids who were loud, some a bit disturbed due to trauma and some just straight up disrespectful and mean. There was one girl in particular who was always picking fights with me and just did not like my presence since I moved in. We were also the same age and the youngest, maybe that’s was the reason? I will name her Sarah for sake of this post. As I mentioned before Sarah was always on my case for not being talkative and used to ask me why I did not hang around with her. I will be honest here, the first few months I lived in that place, I was definitely not approachable, I was not rude verbally, but I would give one word replies when people spoke to me and just overall did not want to be social because I was still trying to mentally grasp the fact that I lost my whole family in space of 48hrs couple of months ago. Another reason that probably participated into Sarah hatred for me was that we used to get compared a lot due to being the same age and the care takers in the house and other kids would say “why can’t you just be sensible like(me)”, since she was very loud sometimes bratty aswell. So that probs contributed to her 14yr old jealousy.
However that does not excuse what she did to me. So the problem started when we had an argument one day over her over using bedroom space, since we shared the same room. Sarah was a body mist addict and collector, so much so she started using my drawer’s space to “display “ her collection. I liked the top of my drawer to be clear and to only have a photo frame of my sister with her favorite band(bts). The photo was revived from the house fire and it was miracle it was not in ashes. The point is that’s the only physical memory I had left of my dead sister, didn’t even have any photos of my parents because of the fire. Back to the argument, I told Sarah clearly to stop linning up her body mist on top of my drawer and to keep it on her side idc if she used up all her space. She took her body mists of my side for the time being that morning. When I came back from school that day I saw the body mists there again , it was covering my photo that I had displayed. She must have put it back when I left for skl since we went to different skls and leave and arrive different times.
So when I saw that she had did it again, out of anger I threw all the body mist she put on top of my drawer, unto her side of the room beside her bed on the floor. We had a big argument. She in return the next morning when I had left for school took the photo of my sister out it’s frame and put it into the toilet the boys share down the hall. I came back from school that day into our room to see if she placed her body mist on my table again, which she didn’t but I realized the photo was missing. I asked her if she has seen, she said no, I also asked everyone in the house they said no. The boys came home and one of them screamed “ who threw effing paper drawing in the toilet” everyone said I don’t know including me who is clueless as to what the paper was. When the 1M adult who lived with us came to take a “paper” out he realized it was photo. He also asked who’s photo it was . I came running because I wanted to confirm if it was the photo of my deceased sister, turns out my suspicion was fucking right and I could not BELIVE Sarah would go that far. I confronted her whilst I was angry, let’s just say the confrontation went with her denying it with a grin on her face and me pouncing on her and pulling a patch of her hair out. That night I was forced to sleep in the living room, because according to the adults I was a “threat” to her. I was so mad all night how they took her word for it, even after I explained to them the events that took place before this and how it’s her revenge for throwing her “expensive “ perfumes on the floor . Few days after the incident, when I calmed down a bit I decide I wanted her to know how it feels to have the last memories of her dead family member not only destroyed but also urinated on since the boy only saw the photo stuck in the toilet after he tried to flush after pissing on it unknowingly.
My revenge is where people say I am the ass for because I apparently took it too far. After I had been let back into our room and was forced to “ reconcile “. I stayed home from school the day after. She went to school so that gave me the opportunity to give her taste of her own medicine. I took her mothers ashes with me out during the day placed it under a tree I used to always see our locals dogs piss on. The tree was located 4 doors down before you reach our house. She must have thought it looked familiar when walking towards our house that day back from school ,because as soon as she barged into our room she checked under her bed for the jar that held it and she found nothing there. She ran back outside and found that the jar was wet and the jar filled with liquid. I however when confronted said straight up yes because I just wanted to see the hurt on her face and smirk like she did to me.
However I did face consequences for my action, and everyone in the house did look at me differently after that like I was some evil person, except one boy who believed that it was Sarah’s karma. 8 years later I feel bad.
2023.04.01 08:24 Puzzled-Spread3278 A story about the time I saw my mom having sex on New Year's Eve Is it common for this kind of experience to cause an Oedipus complex and leave such a deep, lasting impression on someone?
This is something that happened quite a few years ago on New Year's Eve. My mom (a single mom) was hosting a little NYE party that night. It wasn't an elaborate thing; just some friends and neighbors. She wasn't usually much of a drinker at all, but she ended up getting a bit tipsy and silly near the end of the night. Everybody left about an hour after midnight, and I started getting ready for bed. The only person who remained was an older neighbor of ours who lived alone. She was acting a bit flirty and giggly with him, but I didn't think much of it because of the alcohol factor.
They were still talking after I went to bed, and then about 30 minutes later, I heard the basement door open, then some footsteps on the basement stairs before the door closed behind them. I was confused at first and couldn't think of what point there was in them going down to a mostly unfinished basement, but then it suddenly hit me that there was a guest bedroom down there, and she might be going down there to have sex with him so I would be less likely to find out. When it occurred to me that this might be a possibility, my heart started pounding, and I got a huge surge of those really intense excitement butterflies in my abdomen. I was overcome with an overwhelming urge to sneak down the basement stairs to see if my suspicions were correct. I knew that it was so wrong to do, but I had to; I couldn't stop myself.
I opened the basement door as quietly as I could, then spent like two minutes crawling down the stairs backwards on my hands and knees to ensure that I was making as little sound as possible. Once I got to the door of the guest bedroom, I knew what was going on in there, and the butterflies and pounding heart were in overdrive at that point. It was so weird knowing that it was my mom, but that's part of what added to the excitement, if anybody can relate to what I mean? Standing in front of a door and knowing that your own mom is getting laid on the other side of it is an intense and visceral experience, especially when it's so unexpected, and especially when you're young too. She had never done anything like this before; she was more the sweet, shy mom-next-door type. I feel that was also a major factor in why it was so exciting; it was just so unexpected. There are so many mixed emotions, and the way you feel so weird and awkward but REALLY turned on at the same time gives you the most intense butterflies.
I was so overwhelmed by curiosity at this point that I knew I had to open the door quietly and peek in. I knew that I likely wouldn't be spotted by either of them because of the layout of the guest bedroom. It was a small bedroom, and the head of the bed was up against the wall opposite the door. The foot of the bed was only about 4 or 5 feet away from the door though, so I still had to be as quiet as possible. This photo I found on Google Images is the closest example I can find to describe what the layout of the guest bedroom looked like, except with the door only being about 4 or 5 feet away from the foot of the bed.
The door of the guest bedroom opened outward which made it a lot easier for me to stealthily open it. I slowly opened it about 7 inches with my eyes closed because I was trying to concentrate so hard on being quiet. When I opened my eyes, I was hit with a flood of mixed emotions and excitement like I had never felt in my life. They weren't doing anything wild or crazy; it was actually quite the opposite and more subdued if anything. It was just so crazy to see that only a few feet away though, right there in front of me. He was on top of her, ordinary missionary position, her legs parted in a relaxed way; not spread really far apart like spread eagle, but just kind of parted enough so his hips could get between her thighs.
It wasn't like typical one-night-stand sex would usually be; they were actually making love, and there was a lot of intimacy and romance. She was hugging him close to her the entire time, and there was a lot of lengthy kissing during the sex. The view I had was pretty limited due to where the door was situated, so I basically only had the behind view of him on top of her humping away between her thighs. But I could hear the kissing and some whispers and giggles in between the long kisses.
I watched right up until they finished and even stayed for about a minute when he stayed on top of her and they were just cuddling afterward. After I quietly closed the door, I quickly snuck back upstairs as quietly as I could and had to masturbate as soon as I got to my bedroom. The butterflies and excitement were so intense that I had two orgasms with only about a one-minute gap between the first and second one.
This is a memory that is deeply embedded in my mind, and I can remember all of it so vividly. It's still such a turn-on to think about even to this day. Has anyone else here ever had a similar experience?
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They were still talking after I went to bed, and then about 30 minutes later, I heard the basement door open, then some footsteps on the basement stairs before the door closed behind them. I was confused at first and couldn't think of what point there was in them going down to a mostly unfinished basement, but then it suddenly hit me that there was a guest bedroom down there, and she might be going down there to have sex with him so I would be less likely to find out. When it occurred to me that this might be a possibility, my heart started pounding, and I got a huge surge of those really intense excitement butterflies in my abdomen. I was overcome with an overwhelming urge to sneak down the basement stairs to see if my suspicions were correct. I knew that it was so wrong to do, but I had to; I couldn't stop myself.
I opened the basement door as quietly as I could, then spent like two minutes crawling down the stairs backwards on my hands and knees to ensure that I was making as little sound as possible. Once I got to the door of the guest bedroom, I knew what was going on in there, and the butterflies and pounding heart were in overdrive at that point. It was so weird knowing that it was my mom, but that's part of what added to the excitement, if anybody can relate to what I mean? Standing in front of a door and knowing that your own mom is getting laid on the other side of it is an intense and visceral experience, especially when it's so unexpected, and especially when you're young too. She had never done anything like this before; she was more the sweet, shy mom-next-door type. I feel that was also a major factor in why it was so exciting; it was just so unexpected. There are so many mixed emotions, and the way you feel so weird and awkward but REALLY turned on at the same time gives you the most intense butterflies.
I was so overwhelmed by curiosity at this point that I knew I had to open the door quietly and peek in. I knew that I likely wouldn't be spotted by either of them because of the layout of the guest bedroom. It was a small bedroom, and the head of the bed was up against the wall opposite the door. The foot of the bed was only about 4 or 5 feet away from the door though, so I still had to be as quiet as possible. This photo I found on Google Images is the closest example I can find to describe what the layout of the guest bedroom looked like, except with the door only being about 4 or 5 feet away from the foot of the bed.
The door of the guest bedroom opened outward which made it a lot easier for me to stealthily open it. I slowly opened it about 7 inches with my eyes closed because I was trying to concentrate so hard on being quiet. When I opened my eyes, I was hit with a flood of mixed emotions and excitement like I had never felt in my life. They weren't doing anything wild or crazy; it was actually quite the opposite and more subdued if anything. It was just so crazy to see that only a few feet away though, right there in front of me. He was on top of her, ordinary missionary position, her legs parted in a relaxed way; not spread really far apart like spread eagle, but just kind of parted enough so his hips could get between her thighs.
It wasn't like typical one-night-stand sex would usually be; they were actually making love, and there was a lot of intimacy and romance. She was hugging him close to her the entire time, and there was a lot of lengthy kissing during the sex. The view I had was pretty limited due to where the door was situated, so I basically only had the behind view of him on top of her humping away between her thighs. But I could hear the kissing and some whispers and giggles in between the long kisses.
I watched right up until they finished and even stayed for about a minute when he stayed on top of her and they were just cuddling afterward. After I quietly closed the door, I quickly snuck back upstairs as quietly as I could and had to masturbate as soon as I got to my bedroom. The butterflies and excitement were so intense that I had two orgasms with only about a one-minute gap between the first and second one.
This is a memory that is deeply embedded in my mind, and I can remember all of it so vividly. It's still such a turn-on to think about even to this day. Has anyone else here ever had a similar experience?
2023.04.01 08:23 PianistQub I support my sons actions even though everyone else doesn’t
My son was suspended for a total of 8 days. Cause of a fight that happened between him and 6 different people. My son has a few friends he hangs out with almost everyday. And I personally know his friends quite well. They come over a lot and they’ve been my sons friends since his childhood. So his friends aren’t strangers to me. His friends group consists of a girl who’s name is inuba and a boy who’s name is Michael all three of them are best friends however the only person that knows and has experience in fighting is my son. Even though my son grew up around violence and poverty he doesn’t seem to have the factor of hate and pride inside him. My son doesn’t smile very often but he’s always well behaved and uses logic rather than. Physical force. When I met my son for the second time in my life. He told me he hates violence and that no person should ever resort to violence if it’s unnecessary. And I agreed with him before I took him in
So naturally I was surprised to hear that my son was suspended cause of a fight in school. I didn’t wanna be irresponsible and yell at him and ground him. Instead when he came home I talked to him about why he fought and he gave me every detail that lead up to him fighting a 1v6. My son told me that he wasn’t intending on fighting them but his body moved on its own when he heard that the 6 people jumped and sexually harassed his friends.
When I went to the school the principal shown me the cameras and they’ve also shown me the photos of the 6 boy’s injuries. And almost every one of those boys had a broken nose. The principle then went onto say that if any one of those boy’s parents suggest that my son is to be expelled then they must comply.
My wife is furious about this situation and demands that my son is to be punished severely. But I can’t seem to make myself punish my son for doing someone I probably would’ve done to. I think my son did the right thing. Up until now my sons held his emotions in. And if he truly believes what he did was right I won’t punish him.
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So naturally I was surprised to hear that my son was suspended cause of a fight in school. I didn’t wanna be irresponsible and yell at him and ground him. Instead when he came home I talked to him about why he fought and he gave me every detail that lead up to him fighting a 1v6. My son told me that he wasn’t intending on fighting them but his body moved on its own when he heard that the 6 people jumped and sexually harassed his friends.
When I went to the school the principal shown me the cameras and they’ve also shown me the photos of the 6 boy’s injuries. And almost every one of those boys had a broken nose. The principle then went onto say that if any one of those boy’s parents suggest that my son is to be expelled then they must comply.
My wife is furious about this situation and demands that my son is to be punished severely. But I can’t seem to make myself punish my son for doing someone I probably would’ve done to. I think my son did the right thing. Up until now my sons held his emotions in. And if he truly believes what he did was right I won’t punish him.
2023.04.01 08:22 AITAaccount1 Moved in with Introvert Best Friend and Feeling Trapped...
Sorry, this will be a long post and I'm very bad a TL;DR summaries. Also posted in the extroverts subreddit.
My best friend and I have been friends for over a decade since we met in the military. She is very much an introvert. However, I've had several bad experiences in life that make me wary of people hurting me, so I don't really appear as the typical extrovert at first. However, once I trust someone, it becomes more apparent. I want to be clear that she has been the absolute best friend anyone could ask for in this last decade. I honestly don't think I'd be here today if she hadn't constantly been there to keep the darkest times from suffocating me. This post isn't meant to complain or make her seem like a bad person, but I'm just so burnt out and need advice.
Either way, after the military, I had familial responsibilities keeping me reluctantly tied down in one state while she went home to California and got married. We kept in contact and she constantly encouraged me to care more about myself and my wants and to leave the bad situation I was in, but I stuck it out until my responsibilities came to an end. At this time, she finally convinced me to pick up and move cross country. As I was tight on money and to incentivize me, she even offered to get a place to rent together with her and her husband to save money since their current lease was ending very soon too.
Now we've been living together a few months. While I'm happier than I've been in years, doubts and regrets are beginning to creep in, along with a lot of stress. Even with roommates, moving like I did wiped out all my savings and I'm barely living paycheck to paycheck. But honestly, the hardest part has been living with her and her husband as introvert/extrovert friends. It doesn't help that her husband is even *more* introverted than her, to the point that he completely shuts down and barely talks with anyone not her. In 3 months, we've MAYBE spoken 20 full sentences to each other without her present. And almost all of those were just small talk you'd expect from a stranger...
Even though I'm kind of an extrovert (honestly, I'm closer to an ambivert than extrovert), life has made me very wary. Even with friends, I tend to always have my guard up. She has been the only exception to this for years, and we've both hated living so far apart from each other. However, she has a lot of other issues going on in her life right now along with the newness of moving in together. I've been trying really hard to give her space because I do understand she needs that alone time, but a lot of times, it feels like that effort isn't being reciprocated. Not intentionally of course, but just that it doesn't even seem to occur to her that my needs are different and just as important as hers.
Since I moved so far away, I took only the bare necessities and most sentimental things with me and left behind almost a full apartment of things. So that means almost everything outside of my bedroom is theirs. With the exception of a painting and a vase, nothing in the common area is mine. My late mother's dishes are stored in my bedroom closet (which I'm ok with), but I also had very little say in how the kitchen was decorated OR organized, yet I do a good deal of the cooking. The one time I asked if we could change something to better suit my cooking style, she seemed so irritated about it, I ended up just dropping it.
All the living room furniture, the TV, the decorations, the game systems, the computer desks and setups, etc are theirs as well. Outside of a couple board games, I don't feel like anything in that area is mine, which makes it feel like I'm intruding any time I go in there, especially since they spend all their time not sleeping or working pretty much exclusively in the living room. Which means I can never easily tell if she is in that state of needing alone time or is receptive to company until I actually say something.
Of course, when she's feeling burnt out, even a quick question like that grates on her nerves, which leaves me in complete limbo. I end up holing up in my room with little social interaction for days, stressing me out until I finally break and go out to try to talk or interact. But more often than not, it's a bad time because of her family or work and she gets upset about me "constantly asking questions or needing to talk or making noise." She's even ended up stress crying a few times and I don't know what to do because anything I say in response is wrong. She doesn't want me to try to think of solutions or to apologize when it happens, but then I just end up standing there silently while she's crying because what am I supposed to do or say???
We've tried discussing it a few times, but I always get the feeling that she wants me to respect her need for quiet and alone time without her having to also consider that sometimes I *NEED* to talk to someone or even just be able to spend time outside of my own room without feeling like I'm always intruding even though I live here too. I've tried really hard not to push boundaries because the only reason they agreed to the roommate situation is because I needed the help financially, but the stress is becoming too much and I don't want our friendship to be ruined. She has been one of the only good things in my life for years, so for her to be my constant source of stress now feels doubly horrible, especially since I know that I'm also stressing her out too.
If you've gotten all the way to this, thanks for listening. Writing it out helps a little, but any advice would be really helpful.
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My best friend and I have been friends for over a decade since we met in the military. She is very much an introvert. However, I've had several bad experiences in life that make me wary of people hurting me, so I don't really appear as the typical extrovert at first. However, once I trust someone, it becomes more apparent. I want to be clear that she has been the absolute best friend anyone could ask for in this last decade. I honestly don't think I'd be here today if she hadn't constantly been there to keep the darkest times from suffocating me. This post isn't meant to complain or make her seem like a bad person, but I'm just so burnt out and need advice.
Either way, after the military, I had familial responsibilities keeping me reluctantly tied down in one state while she went home to California and got married. We kept in contact and she constantly encouraged me to care more about myself and my wants and to leave the bad situation I was in, but I stuck it out until my responsibilities came to an end. At this time, she finally convinced me to pick up and move cross country. As I was tight on money and to incentivize me, she even offered to get a place to rent together with her and her husband to save money since their current lease was ending very soon too.
Now we've been living together a few months. While I'm happier than I've been in years, doubts and regrets are beginning to creep in, along with a lot of stress. Even with roommates, moving like I did wiped out all my savings and I'm barely living paycheck to paycheck. But honestly, the hardest part has been living with her and her husband as introvert/extrovert friends. It doesn't help that her husband is even *more* introverted than her, to the point that he completely shuts down and barely talks with anyone not her. In 3 months, we've MAYBE spoken 20 full sentences to each other without her present. And almost all of those were just small talk you'd expect from a stranger...
Even though I'm kind of an extrovert (honestly, I'm closer to an ambivert than extrovert), life has made me very wary. Even with friends, I tend to always have my guard up. She has been the only exception to this for years, and we've both hated living so far apart from each other. However, she has a lot of other issues going on in her life right now along with the newness of moving in together. I've been trying really hard to give her space because I do understand she needs that alone time, but a lot of times, it feels like that effort isn't being reciprocated. Not intentionally of course, but just that it doesn't even seem to occur to her that my needs are different and just as important as hers.
Since I moved so far away, I took only the bare necessities and most sentimental things with me and left behind almost a full apartment of things. So that means almost everything outside of my bedroom is theirs. With the exception of a painting and a vase, nothing in the common area is mine. My late mother's dishes are stored in my bedroom closet (which I'm ok with), but I also had very little say in how the kitchen was decorated OR organized, yet I do a good deal of the cooking. The one time I asked if we could change something to better suit my cooking style, she seemed so irritated about it, I ended up just dropping it.
All the living room furniture, the TV, the decorations, the game systems, the computer desks and setups, etc are theirs as well. Outside of a couple board games, I don't feel like anything in that area is mine, which makes it feel like I'm intruding any time I go in there, especially since they spend all their time not sleeping or working pretty much exclusively in the living room. Which means I can never easily tell if she is in that state of needing alone time or is receptive to company until I actually say something.
Of course, when she's feeling burnt out, even a quick question like that grates on her nerves, which leaves me in complete limbo. I end up holing up in my room with little social interaction for days, stressing me out until I finally break and go out to try to talk or interact. But more often than not, it's a bad time because of her family or work and she gets upset about me "constantly asking questions or needing to talk or making noise." She's even ended up stress crying a few times and I don't know what to do because anything I say in response is wrong. She doesn't want me to try to think of solutions or to apologize when it happens, but then I just end up standing there silently while she's crying because what am I supposed to do or say???
We've tried discussing it a few times, but I always get the feeling that she wants me to respect her need for quiet and alone time without her having to also consider that sometimes I *NEED* to talk to someone or even just be able to spend time outside of my own room without feeling like I'm always intruding even though I live here too. I've tried really hard not to push boundaries because the only reason they agreed to the roommate situation is because I needed the help financially, but the stress is becoming too much and I don't want our friendship to be ruined. She has been one of the only good things in my life for years, so for her to be my constant source of stress now feels doubly horrible, especially since I know that I'm also stressing her out too.
If you've gotten all the way to this, thanks for listening. Writing it out helps a little, but any advice would be really helpful.
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2023.04.01 08:20 GameStopInfidel AITA for wanting my dad to sincerely apologize for not being at my wedding
I (27F) just got married to my partner of 10 years (29M) in October. We couldn’t afford to do anything big so we just got married at the courthouse with immediate family (his mom, dad, brothers and sisters) and then went for a nice dinner after.
We started planning that we were going to do this in June that year and picked our date and told our immediate family of our plans. Everyone was happy for us for finally choosing a date and my husbands brother planned to fly in from out of state so his whole immediate side of the family could be together.
I am an only child and don’t have a relationship with my mother so my dad is really all I have. He knew of our plan back in June at which time he told me he had a vacation booked over the date of our wedding and our wedding date was the last day of his vacation.
My dad absolutely deserves a vacation, but he takes multiple trips a year and he would’ve already been there for a week on the day of my wedding so I (not initially knowing he had this booked) was hoping he could just fly back a day early to be there for his only child’s wedding. This vacation was with his sister and my grandparents, so I understand him wanting to soak up what time he has with his aging parents but again he would’ve had ample time to do that in the days prior (his sister would’ve been able to assure grandparents got home safely etc.)
He would not agree to come home early and argued that since we weren’t having some big fancy wedding (a sore spot for me) it should be easy to just change the date so he could be there (we chose our specific date for a reason and it was the only time in that ballpark the judge we wanted was available for the ceremony.)
My dad is my best friend and the only support as far as family goes that I have so I was at my own wedding without any of my family present and it was isolating and embarrassing. I love my husband’s family and am so glad to be apart of them now but it still hurt a lot. My dad also never offered to take us to dinner or make up the celebration at any point after all of this.
My dad and I are still on speaking terms and get along fine, I’ve let him know how hurt I am by this and he just kind of brushes it off and continues to insist this whole thing is my fault for not changing the date after we had gone through the effort to book our ceremony.
So, AITA for feeling like I deserve a real apology and possibly even some makeup efforts from my dad for missing my wedding and leaving me without family on that day?
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We started planning that we were going to do this in June that year and picked our date and told our immediate family of our plans. Everyone was happy for us for finally choosing a date and my husbands brother planned to fly in from out of state so his whole immediate side of the family could be together.
I am an only child and don’t have a relationship with my mother so my dad is really all I have. He knew of our plan back in June at which time he told me he had a vacation booked over the date of our wedding and our wedding date was the last day of his vacation.
My dad absolutely deserves a vacation, but he takes multiple trips a year and he would’ve already been there for a week on the day of my wedding so I (not initially knowing he had this booked) was hoping he could just fly back a day early to be there for his only child’s wedding. This vacation was with his sister and my grandparents, so I understand him wanting to soak up what time he has with his aging parents but again he would’ve had ample time to do that in the days prior (his sister would’ve been able to assure grandparents got home safely etc.)
He would not agree to come home early and argued that since we weren’t having some big fancy wedding (a sore spot for me) it should be easy to just change the date so he could be there (we chose our specific date for a reason and it was the only time in that ballpark the judge we wanted was available for the ceremony.)
My dad is my best friend and the only support as far as family goes that I have so I was at my own wedding without any of my family present and it was isolating and embarrassing. I love my husband’s family and am so glad to be apart of them now but it still hurt a lot. My dad also never offered to take us to dinner or make up the celebration at any point after all of this.
My dad and I are still on speaking terms and get along fine, I’ve let him know how hurt I am by this and he just kind of brushes it off and continues to insist this whole thing is my fault for not changing the date after we had gone through the effort to book our ceremony.
So, AITA for feeling like I deserve a real apology and possibly even some makeup efforts from my dad for missing my wedding and leaving me without family on that day?