Yea, one of these. Rambles for your Sunday read.
It's almost been one month since the man who claimed to "love love me" ghosted me out of nowhere.
A man who I've been involved with for 2 years (almost 4 years since I've known him and our long break due to my Dday). We reconnected after his divorce.
I had high hopes when we reconnected. My love for him had remained and if anything the pedestal I had him on was even higher now somehow.
Our time a part let me romanticize him more and built him into something he wasn't.
So this time around, when he seemed bitter possibly from his divorce (they divorced when we were NC and not because of our affair) and he was getting shorter and more impatient than ever with me, I was left confused at his seemingly misdirected anger and bitterness.
The man who could tell me I was "his perfect woman" was now inconsistent and flakey. The man who claimed he wanted a future with me and to build a family together, now couldn't return texts or calls in a timely manner.
I wondered where my once stable, best friend was? The man who knew me inside and out and was there for me during the worst, the man who claimed he never connected with anyone like me-- and the man who made me feel beautiful and sexy for the first time in 10+ years. The man who gave me constant affirmation and all the right words. The man who I could talk to for hours and knew exactly what I needed to turn me on. He said he was putty in my hands, but I felt the same about him. I was grateful for him and he would proclaim how lucky he was to have love from a woman like me.
Sometimes the man described above showed himself, but more often than not he was MIA.
Literally missing.
I should of walked away then...but I held on, hoping my best friend would one day resurface.
But instead, after nearly 10 months working through things and being there for him as he rebuildt his life after divorce, he poofed....he vanished.
And before anyone says anything-- I told him I thought he needed to date, be single, spread his wings, and if we were meant to be-- we would see once he got some rebounds out of his system. I didn't want to be a placeholder.
He claimed he would tell me when that day came. And while there were no signs he was seeing anyone, I know him-- and I'm sure he was talking to many women.
I also think he was scared of the potential future we could of had.
Either way, he never communicated to me-- never allowed me to know. Never cared enough to share the hard truths.
He was the loving man I knew, planning to see me and arrange plans for the following week, confessing his love for me....and then he was gone.
Now, one month later-- as I rebuild myself and try to love myself, I wonder if I'll ever go down this road again, and by that I mean-- trust a man's words of love. Allow myself to love another man like I thought I loved him.
Idk, it's still so early.
But I do know I will keep working on the goals and aspirations I lost sight of while he pushed and pulled me away this past year.
I'm proud to say, I've got exciting things in the works-- lifetime bucket goals of overseas trips on the horizon, new job opportunities ahead, more courses I'm taking to further my career, and pAps that are eager to be with me and spend time with me.
I'm cautiously optimistic, but also I'll admit-- very much broken and hurt, too.
No real reason in posting but feels good to write it out, too.
Sending light & love to all those confused tonight as well. ✌

I'm considering selling a good chunk of my index funds and other stocks in my brokerage account to increase my down payment percentage on a home purchase. If I were looking at around $400,000 single family homes, would it be a good choice to do this compared to having a lower equity amount in the home and having a higher monthly payment?

• Yearly Gross Income: $136K base + $20K stock grants (value can vary)
• Monthly Net Income: $6k
• Single / single income
• Current Cash Saved Specifically for Down Payment: $122K
• Other Cash Equivalents [I think of this as an emergency fund]:
  • $45K short term treasuries & I-Bonds
  • $13K checking account
• Brokerage Account Value: $131K (index funds, some individual stocks)
• Roth IRA + 401K: $288K

I was thinking of selling $30K of equities in my brokerage account to add to the down payment amount. I'm thinking at almost 7% interest rates, it might be a good idea to get this guarantee 'return' vs expecting the stock market to outperform. If I did this, I would want to sell any losses first to minimize any tax liability, right?
Some quick online calculators show principle + interest (@ 6.875%) amounts (excluding taxes & insurance for simplification) on a $375K home as:

• $153K down // $1895 per month
• $122K down // $2100 per month

Would love opinions on this, or if you would do anything different.
Thanks!

Admiral Sir John Jellicoe stood atop the bridge of HMS Iron Duke, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The intelligence reports he had received earlier that day were unlike anything he had seen before. The British had managed to penetrate deep into German naval circles, providing him with crucial information about the enemy's fleet movements. It was an opportunity that couldn't be wasted.
As the morning mist began to lift, Jellicoe's plan swiftly took shape. He knew he had to act decisively and seize the moment. The British Grand Fleet set sail, their ships cutting through the waves with purpose and determination.
Meanwhile, aboard the German flagship SMS Derfflinger, Vice-Admiral Reinhard Scheer contemplated his own strategy. He was aware of the British fleet's movements but believed that his High Seas Fleet could deliver a devastating blow before retreating to safety. He had no idea that the British had gained such detailed intelligence, leaving him at a disadvantage.
As the two fleets converged, Jellicoe's communication network came into its own. Radios crackled with precise instructions, enabling the British ships to maneuver with remarkable coordination. They formed a tight battle line, ready to unleash a torrent of firepower upon the unsuspecting Germans.
The first salvos echoed across the North Sea, marking the beginning of a fierce exchange of fire. The British utilized their advanced range-finding equipment, honed through countless hours of training, to rain accurate shells upon their adversaries. With each broadside, German ships felt the full force of British naval might.
Jellicoe's tactics proved flawless. He directed his fleet to concentrate their fire on the German line's weaker points, isolating individual ships and squadrons. The German fleet, caught off guard by the British precision, struggled to mount an effective defense. Ship after ship found themselves crippled under the relentless British barrage.
But the British were not without their challenges. German torpedoes threatened to tip the scales in their favor. However, Jellicoe had anticipated this and had devised countermeasures. Destroyers darted to and fro, skillfully deploying smoke screens to obscure the British fleet from the enemy's view. They also provided a protective shield, using their speed and agility to intercept incoming torpedoes before they could strike the larger ships.
As the battle raged on, the British maintained their relentless pursuit of the retreating German fleet. No longer content with a mere tactical victory, Jellicoe sought total annihilation. The Germans fought bravely, but they were outmatched. British shells tore through their weakened hulls, sinking ship after ship.
The Battle of Jutland had transformed into a resounding British triumph. By the time the sun began its descent, the High Seas Fleet had been decimated. Scheer, realizing the futility of further resistance, ordered a full retreat. The British fleet, battered but victorious, returned to their home ports as heroes.
News of the total British victory at Jutland spread like wildfire. The nation rejoiced, as did the Allies fighting alongside them. The battle had turned the tide of the war at sea, breaking the myth of German naval invincibility and firmly establishing British supremacy.
Admiral Jellicoe's astute leadership, coupled with superior intelligence, coordination, and technological prowess, had secured an unparalleled triumph. The Battle of Jutland became a defining moment in naval history, forever etching the name of the British Grand Fleet into the annals of greatness.
(Written by ChatGPT)

The French economist Thomas Piketty once wrote:

Every human society must justify its inequalities: unless reasons for them are found, the whole political and social edifice stands in danger of collapse. Every epoch therefore develops a range of contradictory discourses and ideologies for the purpose of legitimizing the inequality that already exists or that people be­lieve should exist. From these discourses emerge certain economic, social, and political rules, which people then use to make sense of the ambient social struc­ture. Out of the clash of contradictory discourses—a clash that is at once eco­nomic, social, and political—comes a dominant narrative or narratives, which bolster the existing inequality regime.

Property is the core justification for the poverty, hierarchy, and inequality inherent to capitalism. Why can't an unhoused person sleep in an empty home? The landlord owns it. Why can't a hungry person take food from a store? The store owns it. The opposition takes a cold-not-cruel stance, with Murray Rothbard declaring that:

if a man aggresses against another's person or property to save his own life, he may or may not be acting morally in so doing. [. . .] Regardless of whether his action is moral or immoral, by any criterion, he is still a criminal aggressor against the property of another, and the victim is within his right to repel that aggression by force, and to prosecute the aggressor afterward for his crime

These responses are based on the presumption that property is derived from a just code of ethics. In this post, I challenge this presumption and critically examine the philosophical foundations of the properietary world we live in. I start by defining the natural rights framework of property, then I explain why admixture doesn't work, then I explain the historical implications of admixture, and finally I explain why an individualist approach to property doesn't make sense.

The Admixture Theory, Explanation With Quotes

Contemporary property is mainly justified using the admixture theory. As the argument goes, individuals own themselves, therefore they own their labor, therefore they own whatever they mix their labor with. On the acquisition of property, John Locke, the father of liberalism, wrote:

The labour of his body, and the work of his hands, we may say, are properly his. Whatsoever then he removes out of the state that nature hath provided, and left it in, he hath mixed his labour with, and joined to it something that is his own, and thereby makes it his property.

Propertarians (known as "libertarians" in America) make a similar argument, although it supposes the Earth as unowned by default, instead of Locke who supposed the Earth to be the common inheritance of everybody. This nuance is why liberals believe that property should be subject to the well-being of others, and propertarians believe that property should be absolute. In an article describing Rothbard's views, David Gordon wrote:

Once one accepts self-ownership the justification for private property soon follows. Each person owns his own labor. Does he not have a right, then, to what he produces by means of that labor? To deny this is to revert once more to slavery; it is to say that other people have the right to control your labor.

Amixture can therefore be summed up as: "an ethical theory which supposes that labor legitimizes property claims." In particular, I'll be evaluating the argument that (a) individuals have a property right in their own body, (b) therefore individuals have a property right in their own labor, and (c) therefore they have a property right in whatever they mix their labor with.

Mixing Labor

There are two issues with mixing labor: a) labor can't be owned, and b) labor can't be mixed with the material world.
Lysander Spooner describes property as:

a right of absolute dominion over a commodity, whether the owner wish to retain it in his own actual possession and use, or not.

Whoever has just control over an object is its proprietor, and others must respect the authority of the proprietor and only interact with the object or space on the proprietor's terms. This relationship doesn't make sense when applied to concepts beyond the material world.
Labor is not an object. It is not a space that can be occupied. It is an action. It doesn't make sense for an action to have an owner. A surgeon doesn't own the operations they perform. A baseball player doesn't own the swings they hit. A traveler doesn't own the kilometers they walked.
In order for a thing to be owned, the proprietor must be able to exclude others from it. Others must be able to interact with it. Nobody can interact with an action. They can only interact with the thing that performs the action. Therefore, individuals may own themselves, but the actions they perform cannot be owned.
As a corollary, actions cannot be mixed with the material world. Substances can be mixed. Actions aren't substances. In reality, "mixing labor" is simply a metaphor for "doing work." That is, changing the material world.
Property theorists supposed that, by combining something owned with something unowned, the unowned thing becomes owned. Since labor cannot be owned or mixed with the material world, this justification is no longer valid, since the individual never mixed something that is theirs with an unowned object. Therefore just appropriation according to this framework cannot occur.

The Arbitrary Nature Of Admixture

Property is arbitrary. This is not necessarily something we need (or are able to) correct. However, those who claim to have a universal solution to property need to face this fact.
Consider self-ownership. Living things are not static. We constantly ingest, inhale, exhale, and shed. All atoms that make up a person are bound to change. If these atoms that make up a person were once owned, and the owner hasn't consented to relinquishing ownership, then does a maid aggress against the property of somebody when they vacuum hair off a carpet or dust their skin cells from a counter? You might claim that the owner implicitly relinquished ownership. That's fine, but how does that work? By what rules do owners implicitly relinquish their property?
If a mosquito sucks my blood without consent, then sucks the blood of somebody else and in the process transfers some of my blood to them, do I still own that part of my body? Can I ask that person to return my blood to me? Maybe ownership only counts for atoms that I actively use or possess. In that case, why doesn't property beyond my body work the same way?
If I justly own a bucket of water and its contents evaporate and disperse into the atmosphere, do I own the atmosphere? After all, I mixed something owned (water) with something unowned (the atmosphere). Maybe I didn't mix enough of what I own with the atmosphere. In that case, how much of what I own do I need to mix with something that is unowned for me to appropriate it?
Let's examine land. If I plow a field, how much do I actually own? Do I own the atoms that my plow touches? How far down is the soil mine? Can somebody homestead just a few centimeters away from my farm in an area that I haven't touched?
With some thought, a believer in admixture could answer these questions. But would those answers be objective? If even one question here doesn't have an objective answer, then admixture itself is arbitrary, and that's okay. However, this means that any ethical framework built on admixture can't assert itself as the one truly ethical way to govern society throughout all space and time.

Admixture Is An Appeal To Desert

Admixture is an appeal to desert. It's justified through an emotional appeal that someone deserves their property (which is not necessarily bad, just arbitrary). Usually propertarians take an example that everybody can agree on, like an artist owning a sculpture they create. Murray Rothbard wrote:

put baldly, there are very few who would not concede the monstrous injustice of confiscating the sculptor's property

This very personal version of property that barely effects other people is then used as a foundation to justify other property that have led to conquest, consolidation, and tyranny.
Some anti-propertarians might say that the artist is justified in keeping the sculpture not because they mixed their labor with it, but because they're using it personally and not harming anyone else.

The Historical Implications Admixture

Frederick Engels wrote:

Every change in the social order, every revolution in property relations, is the necessary consequence of the creation of new forces of production which no longer fit into the old property relations.
Private property has not always existed.
When, towards the end of the Middle Ages, there arose a new mode of production which could not be carried on under the then existing feudal and guild forms of property, this manufacture, which had outgrown the old property relations, created a new property form, private property. And for manufacture and the earliest stage of development of big industry, private property was the only possible property form; the social order based on it was the only possible social order.

The admixture theory fails to understand property within the context of history as a relation that changes with the development of society, instead asserting itself as a universal moral truth to be applied throughout all of time. The admixture theory has not been a universal truth, or a truth at all for that matter, until the rise of liberalism during the enlightenment. Feudal property, the divine right of kings, slavery, and corporate systems of property all existed before (and even coexisted with) liberalism.
Not to mention war, conquest, and in particular, theft of the commons, where farmland was forcefully seized from peasants and placed into the hands of the property owning class where it was subsequently passed on from generation to generation, setting the precedent of concentrated power for centuries to come. This process was called "primitive accumulation," and it's the reason why Karl Marx criticized property as "idyllic" when in the first volume when he wrote:

as soon as the question of property crops up, it becomes a sacred duty to proclaim the intellectual food of the infant as the one thing fit for all ages and for all stages of development. In actual history it is notorious that conquest, enslavement, robbery, murder, briefly force, play the great part. In the tender annals of Political Economy, the idyllic reigns from time immemorial. Right and “labour” were from all time the sole means of enrichment, the present year of course always excepted. As a matter of fact, the methods of primitive accumulation are anything but idyllic.

The amixture theory is literally incapable of processing and correcting theft on such a massive scale that has occurred since time immemorial. How do you correct ancient robbery such as that of the commons? To ignore the claims of ancient people is to ignore the self-ownership of millions, yet there's no clean way to correct the mess of illegitimate property we now find ourselves in. During my research, I did find an answer to this question. Murray Rothbard wrote:

In this case of what we might call "feudalism" or "land monopoly," the feudal or monopolist landlords have no legitimate claim to the property. The current "tenants," or peasants, should be the absolute owners of their property, and, as in the case of slavery, the land titles should be transferred to the peasants, without compensation to the monopoly landlords.

There are two issues with this solution. Firstly, any chance for a legitimate voluntary trade (or any record of such a trade) while the land was illegitimately occupied has been long lost to history. We have no record or way of knowing who the legitimate proprietor of any land is that has been seized in the past during primitive accumulation. Secondly, the theft extends beyond just the land. If wealth was generated based on an illegitimate property claim, it then follows that the wealth is illegitimate too, therefore it must be returned to the people who it was stolen from, who are long dead with countless unknown decedents.
In reality, fixing the mess of illegitimate property we have on our hands will never happen, for both a lack of records and a lack of practicality. The answer to all of this is simple: abandon a conception of property based on divine metaphysical connections to the owner, and instead view property as a relation that changes with the development of society.

The Material World Is Inescapably Collectivist

An individualist approach to property doesn't account for the fact that the universe is used collectively. What one individual does with their property can effect the life and liberty of another. Murray Rothbard tried to address this in the Libertarian Manifesto, but it ended up blowing the whole idea of property out of the water:

in the case of air pollution we are dealing not so much with private property in the air as with protecting private property in one’s lungs, fields, and orchards. The vital fact about air pollution is that the polluter sends unwanted and unbidden pollutants—from smoke to nuclear radiation to sulfur oxides—through the air and into the lungs of innocent victims, as well as onto their material property. All such emanations which injure person or property constitute aggression against the private property of the victims. Air pollution, after all, is just as much aggression as committing arson against another’s property or injuring him physically

Rothbard did not expand on the implications of this afterward, because if he did, the idea of property would unravel. This implies that actions that harm others are illegitimate uses of property. This includes methane from cattle, carbon dioxide from power plants, tire particles from cars, lithium from batteries, over-fishing, over-hunting, excessive noise, and the list goes on. All these have been demonstrated to harm people beyond the property, in some cases even around the globe.
This pales in comparison to the biggest effect of acquiring property; that it takes others' liberty. Before private acquisition, others' were free to walk upon and enjoy the land, after acquisition, they're not. Robert Nozick wrote:

It will be implausible to view improving an object as giving full ownership to it, if the stock of unowned objects that might be improved is limited. For an object’s coming under one person’s ownership changes the situation of all others. Whereas previous they were at liberty (in Hohfeld’s sense) to use the object, they now no longer are.

This doesn't mean that restricting public access is bad in all cases. All this demonstrates the need for a more democratic model of property; because the effects of property are collectivist, whether we like that or not.

Conclusion

The point of this post isn't that property is bad or that all property should belong to a collectivist hivemind. It's that the natural rights approach is just a story that we tell ourselves. When we consider the actual nature of matter history and matter, we realize that mixing labor doesn't actually exist.
Whatever form of property should replace admixture is beyond the scope of this post. But we need to understand that property has always been a relationship that changes with the development of society. Claiming that there's only one true way that property can exist is nonsense.

The dungeons in TotK are not so much a return to form as a big step in the right direction. While the structure of finding and activating five things throughout the dungeon has remained from the previous entry, the theming and puzzles tend to be much more in-line with what we've come to expect, even if many are on the easy side.
However, one dungeon comes the closest to that more traditional feel. Many would say the Lightning Temple. So many of its puzzles rely on reflecting light with mirrors to shine it on specific areas, which is something that used to be somewhat of a staple of the games that hasn't been seen for a bit. However, it's still not really designed all that traditionally. If you ask someone who has studied older dungeon design the things they find to be essential to that design, they may bring up certain things that truly make the dungeon one big puzzle box, like a design that winds back and forth over the same areas to reach new ones, and a requirement of memorization of certain room layouts or switch functions to progress. The Lightning Temple doesn't quite have that. Its design has you returning back to its central room not due to a weaving structure, but because your four objectives are simply along four paths branching off from that central room.
No, the dungeon that is by far the closest to older Zelda games in all of TotK is one that I've seen a ton of hatred for. One that is called frustratingly designed and overwhelming. I am talking about the Fire Temple.
This is why I say BotW broke dungeon discourse. When that game came out with all its frustratingly easy Divine Beasts, and in fact was so popular that it was many's first introduction to the Zelda series, it led to lower expectations when it came to the dungeons of the sequel. And so when you see something like the Wind Temple, Lightning Temple, or Water Temple, dungeons that are definitely more complex than Divine Beasts but still not overly so, those dungeons give that rush of dopamine. Like they're uniquely themed! They have unique bosses! Unique puzzles! And those puzzles are more complex! I can figure them out!
And when you reach the Fire Temple, which is actually more traditional, you get so much frustration when you can't figure it out so easily. Because the easy time had with the other three and the previous game's dungeons warps the brain to see anything more complex as a ridiculous difficulty spike. I have seen tons of playthroughs where players will spend a long time building complex mechanisms that allow them to ascend all the way to the top rather than even try to interact with the dungeon mechanics and try to learn what they're being taught. It's things like this that make me wish the Temples limited actions like climbing or what devices could be dispensed like the shrines do. But let's actually look at the design of the Fire Temple.
The Fire Temple relies on three major mechanics to construct its puzzles and progression. The first is the usage of Yunobo's ability to roll forwards and break red rocks. The second is the use of hydrants to create platforms on lava. And the third is the real central mechanic: the mine carts and the long series of interlocking rails throughout. Things start off simple. A hydrant is already creating platforms on the lava to show you how it works, which you use to hop across. Then you reach a pool that you must create the platforms in yourself. You get in a mine cart and find out you can use Yunobo to hit signs that switch the tracks around. The first time you do it, you hit a dead end, so you realize if you head back, hitting the sign again will push you down a new path.
Things begin to ramp up in complexity as the dungeon moves along. Now you'll come across rock platforms you must use recall on to traverse lava rivers, or sections of tracks with switches that will move them up or down to create new pathways to different floors depending on how you set things up. Mechanics start to be combined as well. Using created platforms in the lava to build a ramp for Yunobo for example. The dungeon will also teach you certain mechanics to reach chests or capsules in order to get you to think to use the same mechanic nearby to actually solve a puzzle. My favorite example of this is a room with several severed bridges. The player's first instinct would be to combine the severed halves but they're too short to use in that way. Instead, they may discover that leaving one half laying in a certain position will create a ramp that allows Yunobo to rocket up a wall and destroy a block. Doing so allows you to access some capsules. But across the room, there is another bridge with a similar setup. This one can be connected, but it doesn't accomplish much that way. Instead, now that you know how the previous bridge worked, you will realize that the shape of the connected bridge allows Yunobo to reach a block in the ceiling, allowing you access. This same mechanic is held onto in the player's mind hopefully, as it will return with the boss fight.
But it's not just the puzzle design that needs mentioning here. Other aspects of the dungeon's design harken back to the older games. For starters, we have to talk about how this dungeon actually unlocks a shortcut from the starting room to higher up once you reach a certain area and hit a switch that starts an elevator. Older dungeons used to do this sort of thing all the time because the dungeon design required it. But the dungeon also has an interweaving design that requires treading back and forth over previous rooms to find new ways to progress thanks to new information. For example, one mine cart "puzzle" starts off extremely easy, simply asking you to flip a switch to make track angling up towards you instead angle away from you for progression. Later in the dungeon, you will discover that, if it is back in its original position and you are on the correct side, it can almost connect to a room a floor above you. But it will only do so if you remember to keep the positioning of a rail in that room in a specific setup.
I'm not calling the Fire Temple one of the best dungeons in the series or anything. But I am saying it's the best dungeon we've had since Skyward Sword. And the amount of flack it gets is rather telling in terms of how little thought has had to go into solving the dungeons in BotW and some of TotK. I just hope the Zelda team doesn't look at the heat this dungeon gets and decides to make them all as easy as say the Wind or Water Temples in a future entry.

I (30M) have been seeing this woman (25F) for about a month now. Honestly, things have been amazing! It’s crazy!
We have been spending a lot of time together, like we spent the entire weekend of last week, together where she stayed with me in my apartment. This weekend, she returned the favor by inviting me to her apartment and me spending the night with her before she visits home for the memorial day weekend. We both acknowledge that we are super into each other and we both realized that we cannot be separated. It is quite scary sometimes how similar we are and she literally ticks all my boxes, on top of that, she is so good at matching my energy, very receptive, and always reciprocates, in a way that I feel so seen and validated.
I am really enjoying spending time with her and I am thinking of actually asking her to be exclusive. I know she is not seeing anyone else because we spend so much time together that she won’t have time to see them, or if she does, she cuts it short or she cancels on them.
Any advice would be appreciated? Like what kind of question should I ask or how should I bring it up?

I came back to my hometown for spring break. Pretty depressing stuff—driving past the same boarded up storefronts downtown, killing time in the same grimy dollar theater, listening to the same trainwhistle wail down the tracks as I lay awake on the musty futon in my dad's guest room, staring at the same brown water stains spreading across the ceiling. Two mind-numbing days into my week of “freedom,” I was starting to wonder why I had even bothered. I should have just stayed in my dorm and saved myself the headache. Even my seldom-showering roommate and his shitty seeds and stems seemed more appealing company than my dad's sullen silence—still pissed at me for going into graphic design—and the prospect of running into more people I hated from high school every time I had to venture to the corner store.
I got a Facebook message from a guy from my old junior high chess team, Mike, asking me if I wanted to catch up and have a few beers at the old football field that night. Desperate to escape my dad hocking up phlegm into the kitchen sink and reruns of NCIS, I agreed.
The field he was talking about was at our old junior high, which had been closed down a couple years after we graduated because I guess they found some black mold and it was cheaper to just vacate the place than try to clean it. Choked with dry brown weeds, patches of bare earth rubbed bald here and there, the field still held memories of after school soccer practice that were mostly positive, even if I was a clumsy nerd who never scored a goal. The school looming over us was much more depressing. Every window was cracked. Graffiti of illegible names and cartoon dicks covered the old bricks.
Mike waved me over to the pollen-dusty bleachers, where he had a styrofoam cooler of beers set up. Mike looked like...Mike. You ever experience that, where you haven't seen someone since they were a kid, but even though they look completely different they look exactly the same? Same goofy, toothy smile, same red hair, same trying-to-be-funny overanimated expressions, the same ones he'd had when he'd try to crack the chess team up with impressions from Austin Powers. I wonder if I looked the same too. I spent so much time trying to be a different person than that dorky kid from a nowhere town—trying to be cool, trying to be adult—but my facade was probably just as thin.
“Man, I'm glad we had a chance to catch up,” Mike said, sentimental, three beers deep. “I didn't even know you were back in town.”
“Yeah, just stopped by to see my dad. How's grown-up life treating you?”
Mike told me about his job at the textile mill outside of town, about his pregnant girlfriend. My back was starting to cramp from sitting on the bleachers, so we got up and walked around. At the edge of the field was a rusty chain link fence and a stunted wooded area rambling to a creek. We both curled our fingers through the rusty holes and jangled the fence, startling some crows out of a leafless tree. The first stars began to appear in the soft purple sky.
“Remember when we used to sneak out here after soccer practice and smoke your brother's weed?” I asked Mike, smiling at him, starting to relax for the first time since spring break began. Mike didn't return my smile, instead staring at me with a weird, stricken expression. “Shit, dude, remember when you almost died out here?”
“What the fuck?” The beers caught up with me suddenly—I felt clammy and stupid, kinda sick. “What are you talking about?”
“Over there.” Mike pointed beyond the fence. A ways past the creek—really, barely a trickle, a sliver of black water in the rotten underbrush—there was a cluster of rocks. “That ditch. You slipped down there. I saw it happen, heard you scream and everything. I tried to grab you, but the ditch was so narrow and dark that I couldn't reach you. I freaked out and ran to get Coach Morris. When we got back, you were just sitting on one of those rocks, totally fine. I guess you pulled yourself out. It scared the shit out of me, though. When you fell in, you screamed, but then it was like—bam. Total silence. I thought you snapped your neck for sure.”
Cold beads of sweat rolled down the back of my neck. “God, I don't remember that at all.” The smell of wet earth, of dirty creekwater, of dead pine needles—my head spun. I don't know why I felt so nauseated all of a sudden. All the cheap beer.
“It was stupid anyway. You were fine. I don't blame you for not remembering.” Mike, to my alarm, started to climb over the fence. “I have to take the craziest leak.”
“Mike...” I started to say something, like “better be on my way,” but something stopped me. I felt stupid for feeling so shellshocked and dizzy on this warm March evening, with a guy who I used to play Tekken 2 until 3 AM with, on the same field where I used to play middle school soccer. I followed him over the fence.
While Mike found a patch of reeds to pee into, I stepped over the creek and walked towards the pile of rocks. Just beyond the woods, the faint yellow lights of downtown shimmered in the last bit of evening. A trainwhistle cut through the quiet rumble of faraway traffic and the chirping of crickets. I pressed my palms into the rough, cool surfaces of the rocks and peered over into the ditch. It didn't seem so big to me, barely wide enough for a scrawny kid to trip into, but in the fading light it seemed endlessly dark and deep.
I swung my legs over the rocks and crouched down at the ditch's edge. Coolness radiated from the hole. The perfect, dense blackness fascinated me. I probed one foot down, experimenting with the depth—it was shallow enough that I could easily climb out, but if I ducked down, I would be hidden. I lowered myself inside, feeling silence slip over me like a heavy wool blanket, smelling the cold damp earth, tasting the darkness, like the metal taste of rain and dirt. I breathed the darkness into my lungs.
Huddled against the side of the ditch was a ten year old boy in a soccer uniform long since rotted to gray threads. His hair was brittle and colorless, his eyes clouded white. He turned his head towards me. Tears made pale tracks on a face smudged with wet earth. When he opened his mouth, it was full of rotten black leaves. When he reached his hand out to me, I could see every delicate bone through his translucent skin.
“Are you done yet?” he asked, in a familiar voice, my voice, my child's voice, a hollow croak now. “Are you done being me? Can I please come out now? Can I please go home?”

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Just trying to spread some encouragement. I know a lot of people cant ever imagine living without getting high or drunk ever again. It leaves a huge void and you can't stand to be in your own skin. But there is a way out, I promise. If it wasn't real I'd still be using. Heroin/fentanyl took nearly a decade of my life, and by the end I was a miserable, wretched, shell of my former self. Death seemed like the only option and on a few occasions I tried to arrange that myself. The drugs stopped working for me to numb my mind and I was faced with the immense weight of the carnage I'd caused whether I used or not. All I could do was hit the reset clock and begin another 4 hour countdown to crippling withdrawal. It took me 4 stints in rehab, which is below the average number of stays it takes to finally succeed. Today I have almost 3.5 years sober and there are entire days that go by without once thinking about substances of any kind. But that isn't what I came here to say.
I mentioned that void left behind when you attempt to recover. There is one thing I found that sufficiently fills it in the long run. Somewhere in the middle of my active addiction I was using with my (now ex) girlfriend and living in her house with her mother, younger sister, 3 year old daughter, and 9 year old half brother. These people have been devastated by proximity to addiction years before I came along. My girlfriend lost her oldest sister 2 years before we got together to an overdose and their lives were shattered. Poor as dirt, no car, house in shambles, on the verge of losing the kids, the whole gambit.
During one of our better weeks, my girlfriend and I had scrapped together $60 to buy her half brother a video game he really wanted. It was going to be the poor kids only birthday present. We put the money in an envelope and gave it to him a few days before. Told him when the day comes, we'd take him down to gamestop to buy it for him. He was beside himself with joy, didn't think he was going to be able to get anything. Well, the night before his birthday the envelope went missing, and the whole household just KNEW we'd stolen it (we truly didnt). Looking back now I do not blame them. Her brother broke down and sobbed for hours only to take a few breaks to tell us how we were horrible junkies. Well of course in that state of mind I didnt take that well. "They wanna accuse me, I'LL show them.. (you all know)"
Anyway the next morning on his birthday my girlfriend went to work. I was home as I was out of a job due to getting sacked when the boss found out I OD'ed the other week. You know how I said the house was in shambles? I mean that in most of the rooms, you cannot see the bare floor. Papers, plates, wrappers, clothes.. etc all over the place. I was sitting in the living room, dopesick as fuck. I hadn't used since yesterday evening and my girl demanded to take my wake up since she was working. I look down over the side of the couch, and there was the envelope apparently dropped and lost to the rubble. Still sealed with all the money inside. No one knew, they all thought it was gone for good. Of course to my inner addict this was a no brainer. Get well first and foremost, time for feelings later, maybe.
But then I began thinking about her brother. And about my own childhood. I came from a loving, well off family. An only child, I usually got anything I wanted. Although I could still here her brother's cries inside my head I have to admit that my decision to give him back the envelope was not of selfless, pure intention. I did it out of a sense of angry guilt, having the fucked up nerve to blame HIM for ruining my high that day.
When I handed him the envelope, something happened to me. Something that I never expected that caught me way off guard. The light returned to this poor kid's face followed by a smile that felt like it belonged in some sort of Christmas miracle movie. He started crying again, but unlike last night they were tears of joy. He ran around to show everyone in the house with the envelope in one hand and his coat in the other. It reminded me a little bit of when Charlie Bucket found his golden ticket.
All of a sudden, for a good while, I couldn't feel my withdrawal symptoms anymore. In fact, I got this wave of a euphoric like sensation all throughout my body followed by a fuzzy warm feeling. I felt like I belonged in this world. I felt connected to and accepted by other people. I felt like everything was gonna be ok, as if a huge boulder was lifted off my back. Where had I experienced this feeling before? Oh yeah, from the drugs I spent nearly every ounce of energy and resource obtaining!
When you feel that void come on during your recovery, try helping someone else. This is why they tell you to put yourself in service. You literally get high from it! It does not matter how you approach this. There is no one specific program that has a monopoly on helping your fellow human being. And don't expect this to fix everything right off the bat. Early recovery is still going to be rough, but over time with work and guidance, you can train your body and mind to prefer this natural high over an artificial one. It worked for me, and every single person I've met who has a great deal of time features service when telling their story. Don't give up! Addicts who remain clean in both body and mind are destined to be a positive driving force in this world, and to reap the bountiful rewards of happiness and serenity that inherently come with it. As long as you have a beating heart and you're conscious, it is not too late. Even if you've failed 1,000 times and cannot possibly see any hope, it exists.

Hi
I ordered 2 Marlins one small the other large.
What would be your preffered method of storage?
Install the stand directly, a free stand or any other method to keep in a garage.
No wall/ceiling mounts.

A Partnership is usually when two or more individuals carry on business together. A partnership can also include non-individuals such as companies or trusts, however, for simplicity, only a partnership of individuals will be discussed in this section.
A Partnership is not a legal entity in itself, unlike a company or trust. It is essentially an informal or formal agreement between two or more parties to carry on business.
A Partnership is a simple way to do business. The partners can simply obtain an ABN in the name of the Partnership and commence business.
Depending on the relationship between the partners, it may be useful to document important issues in a partnership agreement. For example, profit share, capital contributions, ownership of assets, division of work and responsibility, etc. A partnership agreement will be less applicable the closer the relationship is between the partners e.g., between spouses. There is legislation in each state which governs basic partnership rights and obligations in the absence of a partnership agreement.
The partnership is required to lodge an annual partnership income tax return and report business income & expenses. The net income of the partnership is distributed to the partners according to agreed percentages and then taxed at the partner’s marginal tax rates.
To determine the amount on which each partner will pay tax, the net income or loss of the partnership is first determined and lodged on a separate return as if the partnership was a taxpayer. Each of the partners receives a share of this income or loss which is disclosed in their personal returns and subjected to tax according to their individual circumstances.
The partner’s share of a partnership loss can be offset against other income subject to the non-commercial loss rules.
The ATO does not require a partnership to lodge a partnership tax return where the only income derived is:
• rent from a jointly owned investment property
• interest from a jointly held account, and/or
• dividends from jointly held shares
In these instances, each partner shows their share of the income and expenses at the appropriate items on their own individual tax return.
The net income of the partnership is assessable income less allowable deductions calculated as if the partnership was a resident taxpayer.
Assessable income does not include capital gains. These are returned at the partners’ level.
Allowable deductions do not include:
• prior year losses (as losses are distributed to the partners and not carried forward)
• salaries to partners
• interest paid on capital
• drawings
• personal superannuation contributions
Any tax offsets (e.g., imputation credits) are claimed at the partners’ level.
Note however that for GST purposes, it is the partnership (and not the partners) that is regarded as carrying on the enterprise. Therefore, it is the partnership that must register for GST and lodge the necessary details on the business activity statement where turnover is more than $75,000.
As for a Sole Trader, the main disadvantage of a Partnership is risk. The partners are jointly and severally (individually) liable for the debts of a partnership. If the partnership business is sued, any assets held personally and/or jointly hold with others are at risk.
Again, as for a Sole Trader, the partners in a partnership can usually qualify for one or more of the CGT small business concessions, as well as the general 50% CGT discount.
*This answer is for general information only. Please contact a tax expert for advice on your personal circumstances. Also read the responses provided by members of the Reddit community.

As it says above. Could this be a faulty ground? Or too much power being drawn. I’m a noob so any help is appreciated. Also! I noticed the wire was being compressed by the hood causing extra pressure. Is the hood the culprit?

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Looking to trade my recently purchase comp M4S with a larue mount, QRP2 mount, kill flash and bikini covers. It’s a genuinely fresh unit with a rattlecan (which can easily be stripped with citristrip). Sadly I realized how much astigmatism kills the joy of a red dot immediately after receiving it.
Looking to trade for a post 2020 dom TA01 NSN
Tv $700
I can add maybe 50

I returned from hell, after hundreds of years to save Humanity! ... Read The Celestial Returned From Hell - Chapter 129 - MangaPuma. Read more at https://mangapuma.com/the-celestial-returned-from-hell/chapter-129

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Images: https://imgur.com/a/rhA7mPj
Getting rid of some stuff I have no use for.

1. $110 AK-303M RS Regulate mount, new in box
2. $140 AK-307M RS Regulate mount with AKML RS Regulate upper mount
3. $180 AK-301M RS Regulate mount with AKML RS Regulate upper mount, Romeo 5 installed
4. $100 PA 2.5x32 SLx (painted, but never used) with box & original mount
5. $800 Vudu SR3 1-6x (lightly used, no battery included), with box
6. $180 Haley Strategic D3CRXH, multicam tropic
7. $150 Crye JPC 1.0 (size large), coyote tan
8. $300 FCPC v5 (size medium), ranger green, elastic cummerbund with ADAPT TEAR front flap (SNS bungie retention kit is included) (please note: the rear of the FCPC was repaired by Ferro as there was a rip in one of the seams)
9. $350 Spiritus Systems LV-119 (size large), ranger green, with shoulder trifold, elastic cummerbund (size 2), micro fight chassis mk4 with 5.56 rifle insert

If it matters to you, I've honestly never used any of the carriers or rigs outside of just fitting them, they've sat in a drawer otherwise. What you see is what you get, so ask if you need clarification.
I can take Paypal G&S, prices will include the 3% fee, but will not include shipping. Shipping will be via USPS.

Species: Cat
Age: 4 Years
Sex/Neuter status: Neutered
Breed: Domestic Shorthair
Body weight: 21lbs
History: Has lost hair in this spot before, but never severe and it has always grown back.
Clinical signs: Hair loss between shoulder blades. Has happened multiple times before but always goes away. This time it was puss covered and all around nasty. Vet gave us "Douxo S3" and said it was likely some sort of bacterial infection. It cleared up the infection, but the hair loss has only gotten worse. When we returned, they told us it would clear up in a few more days. It has only gotten worse. We are taking him back later this week, but would like to know if is anything specific we should be asking. We have two other cats.
Duration: 3 Weeks
Your general location: Southeast USA.
I do not use reddit often and am not sure how to post an image. I'm not sure this will work, but I've tried linking an image.
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So, every time I try to set up this printer, the HP Smart app returns an error "EBS00p0004". I used my google-fu and got this result:
>This issue occurs when two or more devices are connected to the same mobile router using Wi-Fi. The privacy separator feature of the mobile router prevents devices from communicating with each other. Because of this, the computer or mobile device cannot communicate with the printer.
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Now, it seems like this would be an easy fix, and my gf, who bought the printer, is convinced that it is. We would just disable the privacy separator. But there's a catch. Our ISP is Spectrum. Spectrum is notorious for not allowing customers to access their routers. So, I guess what I'm looking for is some kind of workaround. Something easy to implement, with minimal fuss or having to call Spectrum to have them disable the privacy separator from their end.

So I used a stud finder to find studs to mount to the shelves too. When drilling with the bit and pulling it out I found metal shards. I used a magnet to test. At first I thought it was me tearing apart the edge of the bracket where the hole is for the screw.
But the screw is not going in and when I drilled further with the bit, I was still pulling metal shreds out without the bracket.
I've stopped after finding the metal bits but now I'm worried about water damage. Unit was built in the '80s I was told it had metal pipes.

Hello, I am writing to see if anyone can help me out. My bass guitar was stolen from my car sometime between 11pm-7am on the night of May 27th and I am hoping someone with a ring camera or something can help me out. I live near Kagy Korner and Christie Fields. I have owned and played this instrument for over 10 years and it means a great deal to me. It is a Epiphone Thunderbird 4 string with wood tones, it looks like this, and may or may not have a clip-on tuner on the head. Reward if found or returned, no questions asked. Thanks,

Listening to the theme from the beginning of the show that always plays when Suletta won a battle, I was thinking it would be pretty satisfying to finally see red eyes Aerial return to Suletta like the Unicorn Gundam in the finale of Gundam UC to the main theme (which we haven't heard in quite a while).