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We broke up last September after 6 years of dating. It was constantly on and off with the contact. Even tho she didn't want a relationship with me she'd occasionally reach out and we would have a great time with eachother.
But that surge of happiness always ends up hurting afterwards. Because I just wanted to keep seeing her and it wasn't realistic. There were even times were I thought I can handle it and not slip back into that dark feeling afterwards, but I couldn't. Right now we are on good terms. Last time we saw eachother she was crying about the relationship we lost and it seemed like she wanted to get it back. She told me she wasn't interested in the idea of meeting/seeing new people and seemed eager to spend more time with me. So we planed something out, only for it to not go through because she had a really busy work week. But she told me she was going to find the time after work and let me know when we can go out again. I hope on snap in the middle of that week and see her out drinkin/picnicking with another guy. I was so confused, and a bit hurt, but not surpised.
I'm done with this. I love her to death and wish the best for her, so if that means it requires a life w/o me, so be it. But I cant entertain her uncertainty anymore. It's caused me more than just pain over the year. I've noticed that I don't nearly hold myself as valuable as I once did. And that probably stems from the rejection/being an option to someone who knows every vulnerability and bit of me.
I want to go into no contact indefinitely but I dont want to just suddenly do it without mentioning it. I also want to get a few things off of my chest before I do so. You think that it would be a good decision to have one last conversation. Or should I just drop it and never speak to her again without reason?

So I am 5 days sober on weeds (and dealing with withdrawls a little still but very little urge to smoke) and probably 45 days or so sober on nicotine. I almost never drink alcohol either. My sex drive is now near 0 (down from being hyposexual, porn addict, chronically shucking the corn), sugar cravings also almost gone as well (always had a bad sweet tooth since childhood) both of these changed like 2-3 weeks ago. I am not experiencing the oppressive loneliness feeling anymore either (single all of my recently 24 year old life). I've also seen a drastic reduction in my depression, anxiety, dissociation (over the last probably 2 months for depression and last 6 months for anxiety).
I also took two and half months of FMLA leave from a hella overloading physical labor / driving job (long days like 12hrs+ 5 days a week, shit upper management, lots of stress as I was low level management). Even with going to therapy for 3 years and fleshing out me and my beliefs and values, I took this time to meet with some mental health MD(s) to explain to them what the last 24 years have been like (it was absolute utter dog shit, doc told me I was essentially tortured by my own brain and abused by people since childhood. She was surprised I was alive, living on my own, managing my own finances, etc) This is after being diagnosed with ADHD, depression, anxiety, OCD all at different points over the last decade but still being told I was normal and should be able to do everything everyone else is able to do like college, high stress jobs, intimate relationships / socializing to name a few.
I recently realized I am not making decisions based off of the knawing empty hollow void feeling I have in me anymore. It just is, at this point no way around it no way to fill it. I now understand I am not able to recieve or give love or affection, physical or emotional. It only hurts me more. (Probs CPTSD) I am way more aware of the variety of my physical issues (low muscle tone and joint issues) and sensory issues (probs Autism). I am very empathetic but historically emotionally volitile, so I fawn / people please and usually mask heavily around other people. I don't see myself as a player in humanity/society anymore I just exist here. Waiting to grow old and gray. (I've never feared death and can't wait for the soft embrace of non existance, but have always wanted to experience every stage of life if I was able to) I have a hard time feeling satisfaction, accomplishment, self-worth, self-love, or confidence. "Me" ends where the outside world begins past that it's an act/stage/proformance. I only exist inside my head. I do what I can, when I can, how I can, so tomorrow comes. I see myself as selfish but I'm the only one I really hang out with or am able to connect with.
I just don't understand why I just abruptly stopped most of these bad habits over the last couple months, dropping them either one by one or all at once uncounciously (except the drugs those were conscious "fuck this" moments). I think I gave up trying to change or bandaid my situation honestly. I know this is permanent and won't change. I got use to the pain and suffering. I spent the most important foundational years of my life in the shadows and on the sidelines clawing for every inch of ground that everyone else took for granted. I have never been equal to other humans nor will I ever be. I am a genetic trashcan, the other side of natural selection, the chaff among wheat. So logically I stopped trying to experience the other side of the coin as it doesn't exist for me and none of my bad habits do anything but make the suffering worse. So I intend to make myself as "comfortable" and "content" as possible but that's all I can do. I must forget about what life is for everyone else and come to terms with what my life actually is.

Can't seem to find anyone that does blades or bars. Need someone that's got a bit of strength as well, everyone I see is too soft/gentle which doesn't work that well on me :(

I was with some friends for Memorial Day and one of their kids was coughing at the dinner table near the shared sides. One of my friends noticed but didn’t tell me until we left that that had happened. I’m a bit of a germaphobe so I was wondering what sicknesses/illnesses/nastiness are going around in case I end up sick. I’m already stressing about it lol

Okay, I have a main job at a grocery store. Sometime near the end of last week, I got a little side job at a car wash that wasn't too far from my main job and I was able to walk to both.
Well I worked a total of 3 days and I was working alongside with the night manager, and two other guys. Well today, I'm working the night shift which is 6:00 to 7:00 p.m. I was super focused on doing the test at the night manager gave me, that I did not realize that coworker number 2 went behind my back on the job site and pestered the night manager to make my position more permanent.
I didn't know any of this was going on, like I've stated. But apparently he hoped that I beat out another temporary worker for the job to get on the official payroll because she stole a bicycle from him. I didn't know any of this and the night manager brings it up to me at the last few minutes we will do to leave for the night from the car wash. Apparently coworker number two gotten a hissy fit at something she said about the situation and left on his bicycle in a huff.
She basically complaints to me, like I had anything to do with the whole situation. And now as a result of him pestering her the entire time we were working last night from 6:00 to 7:00, now me neither me or the other temporary chick will get permanent position at the car wash now.
I was actually really liking working there than 3 days I have already and I was actually going to use that kind of money to help out a little bit with the food situation at my house, so wasn't just for kids through the novelty of working two jobs at once. And now because the co-worker number two, that's been taken from me now.
I was super almost low-keyed depressed because I had to walk home and tell my own mother tonight about me pretty much not getting the job in a more permanent role.
I have to show up tonight at 6:00 p.m. so the night manager can pay me. I know I work those 3 hours, an hour each night, but I'm really don't feel like up to it because it was such a shit show today. I'm frankly embarrassed to show my face around that car wash again, even though at the end of the day, I had nothing to do was what happened between co-worker number two and her.

Looking for an upgrade in the gpu department. I'd prefer something with 12gb+ of vram, so a 3080 12gb, or a 3080ti most likely. If the price is decent I may consider a 3090. Let me know what you've got. Can do local, but most posts aren't near me so I assume shipping will be required.

For context I 22 F and in a long distance relationship with my boyfriend 23 M for over three years now. We visit each other and discuss getting married.
Today I asked my boyfriend if he would ever move to my state temporarily to be with me so I can spend time with my dad who needs me as he is not doing well. This was something I was asking him to do in two years time. We got in a fight because he says I asked for too much and he could never be one hour away from his sister who needs him. She is healthy and is around the age where she would be going to college so for that reason I said it was not the same.
I was just asking to stay closer with my dad for a couple years and so my boyfriend could meet my family properly but he won't consider it. I never ever want to keep him from his family, and I actually love his family. Is what I'm asking for normal and fair? I guess my real question is does someone who refuses to move temporarily to be with them really love the person asking them to move?
The situation is a bit nuanced. I live in a southern state that could make his family feel unsafe because my state's governor passes laws against lgbt. In that case I said that we would visit his family once a month where they are. But even then he said no. In fact he told me that he could visit me...which to me is weird because if you want to build a life with someone wouldn't you at least temporarily move near them in our long distance situation to get to know their family? I would do the same for him and offered to move to New York after a couple years of living in Florida together when I will be done with law school. Is this all just a waste of time? Would love an outside opinion.
Tldr: my boyfriend won't move temporarily to my state because he refuses to be more than an hour away from his sister.

Hello Reddit. I’m writing because people seem to say writing these things down helps process so here we go. The title is a lot more then it sounds. My (F21) has been married to my husband (M22) for two years now. We met in high school and hit it off almost instantly, we dated for 2 years before deciding to get married. He’s funny sweet sensitive and over all an amazing guy. But he’s got one major fault, anger. We got married rather quickly because I asked if I was what he wanted for the rest of his life and he said yes so we decided why wait. We got married when I was 18 and he was 20. We married at the court house then had a reception/second wedding a few months later. After our court house wedding he went to a buddies house after his night school and was belligerently drunk. I showed up unannounced to take him home fuming mad about him being out so late and so drunk. In me demanding he comes home (only a few blocks away from where he’s friends house was) he began to hit me. I don’t know exactly how it started but some switch just flipped and he beat me. Most of the details are a blur but it was relentless and didn’t stop until we were home (living with my parents at the time who work night shift so no one was home) and I just laid on our bed protecting my face waiting for it to stop. The next day I don’t remember if we even talked about it but I remember being depressed for a few days afterwards. I decided it was just a one off and it wouldn’t happen again. No I didn’t blame myself for it but I didn’t do anything about it either. I was wrong. It wasn’t a one off. In the months between our court house wedding and our reception the abuse happened a few more times, all when he was incredibly drunk and only then. He would promise to slow down drinking every time and would for a while. But then pick up the pace again time after time. I told myself it was fine because he’d start off as a good happy fun drunk everyone loved to be around. But then something would switch when he’d have too many and I’d ask him to slow down he’d lose it. Two days after our big reception he got insanely drunk and I was telling him we’d just go to bed and talk about it in the morning. He asked if I was mad at him for drinking so much and I said no just annoyed but we’d talk about it sober. The switch flipped and he turned around and hit me. When I pushed him off my he grabbed my throat and pushed me to a wall. Only letting go when I was able to get a scream out. How that night ended is a long story but bottom line my dad got involved and kicked him out after learning he had hit me. My husband made a turn around and stopped drinking, started therapy and really turned around after realizing he was about to lose me. It’s been over a year now and we’ve gotten to the point where he has a beer or two when we go out. I told him I wasn’t going to police what he drinks nor how much, he knows the consequences and his limits. But last night he got drunk, was lying to me about how much he’d had and when I asked him to stop drinking still got another beer. At this point I was enraged. Especially when he started crying and trying to hand me his wedding ring at the bar. I told him repeatedly to put his ring back on and that we were leaving. We drove home in silence and when we got home I left my car keys in an easily accessible place incase I needed to make a quick escape. Nothing happened and when he woke up didn’t say anything to me about him getting drunk last night and acted like nothing was wrong. Today I hardly said a work to him and was just trying to process on my own. My best friend asked to hang out and when we did I told her everything and she suggested I separate myself from him for a while to figure out what I needed and wanted to do now. So I’m staying with her for at least the night.
At this point I just feel like I’m waiting for the time bomb to go off again and I don’t want to do that. Im just venting, I’ll figure out what to do on my own. I know everyone will say leave him and from an outside perspective it definitely seems like an easy thing to do. I don’t want to throw away the last four years with someone I truly love deeply and I know loves me. I’m just so hurt that he’d choose alcohol over me. Just trying to figure out now if it’s worth leaving him because he got drunk once after a year plus of recovery.

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Watched May 19th As part of the Indicator Hammer Volume One Fear Warning! Boxset (055) IMDB Directed by: Terence Fisher Written by: John Gilling, J. Llewellyn Devine TSZDT: 697 TSPDT: 10,241
86 minutes. This is only the second Hammer movie I’ve seen, but if this is the middle of the pack I can’t wait to see what else is in store.
Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing ham it up as they try and figure out who is killing people in their town. Could it be The Gorgon? Everyone in the cast understands their assignment, but Lee steals every scene he’s in. He plays his character big and exaggerated, not unlike Nic Cage. He is not even the main character, but he was the most memorable part of me. Outside of the big reveal at the end of course.
I saw The Maniac recently, and it was not what I was expecting out of a Hammer movie. I thought they would be much more like this. Good on atmosphere and enough story to get to the main baddie near the end. This one is about the villagers in Vandorf who can’t figure out who is killing everyone. No one wants to believe it is the monster of legend, but more evidence points to it being a particular type of snake-headed seductress that turns her victims to stone.
This was a fun one. Easy to watch and perfect for chore day. This box set from Indicator is 2 for 2 so far, They have me very keen to check out more Hammer.

I currently live near Phoenix, Arizona. My lease ends in early November. I may go month to month for a few months after my lease ends, but I'm wanting to move to Richmond, VA, ASAP after my lease ends. I've already started looking at and applying for fully remote jobs, as my current job, while still wfh, requires me to be in the Phoenix area. For those of you who have moved to a different state, what's the best way to apply for jobs, and when should I start applying to on-site jobs as well? I've heard 3-4 months in advance, but I don't know how accurate that is.
Also, I don't think I'll have a vehicle at the time I plan to move. In case I don't, for those with experience with movers, which company would be the best? I have enough saved up so I can spend a few thousand and still have a few months rent just in case, so it doesn't necessarily have to be the cheapest option, but also not looking for the most expensive either.

Okay so, I’m (f) in love with my friend. We have been friends for 2ish years and I would say that we are decently close.
We each have a separate best friend and we don’t talk everyday or anything but recently we’ve gotten closer and eat lunch together more regularly and are hanging out outside of school more and more. (Always in a group setting but still more than we have in the past)
I think I started to grow a crush on her last spring but I didn’t realize that I liked her like that until September 2022. And it just progressively got worse from there and hit the point that I think I’m inlove with her in April. (This is the only woman I’ve ever felt romantic feelings for as well, so I’m very confused)
Recently she has lost a large portion of her friends so I’m considered 1 of the 3 outside of school friends she has right now. And I’m scared of that because if she sees me as one of her closest friends it will be harder for me to get out of the friend zone.
In the past I was able to hide my feelings for her pretty well and live with just being friends with her, but recently within the past 2 weeks I am struggling to even be near her and I can hardly talk to her without wanting to just spill her how I feel.
However, I also don’t want to change or destroy our friendship by telling her. Plus I live in an area and house where being gay is not very normalized so if we were more than friends it would have to be a secret.
I also think the main thing holding me back from telling her is that I have no idea how she feels about me.
Sometimes I think that she might have feelings for me too but other times it seems like she doesn’t at all.
I don’t want to get too into detail with why I think that she might like me back because I don’t think it’s that relevant in how I feel about her. But we have kissed once and it was not very platonic imo.
So essentially I feel the deep need to tell her how I feel and have been getting pressure from the few outside sources that I have told about her saying to tell her too.
I also feel like I have to tell her because this guy I was talking to that I ended things with because of my feelings for her said that if I don’t tell her he will be very disappointed in me and I feel like since I ended things with someone else bc of my feelings for her I owe it to that other person to tell.
Basically should I tell her? If I should how should I? And what should I do if I get rejected?

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“Shit! Doctor Ngai, did you see that?” Lieutenant Gastaud’s yell broke me from my absent minded reverie.
“See what?” I asked.
“That hyper footprint. Drive signatures are Confederation. Probe twenty-nine is nearest. Cameras show what looks like two battleships, two battlecruisers, four cruisers, three frigates and twelve destroyers, plus ten large ships hanging, likely freighters or troop ships.”
“That is not good,” Lieutenant Smolyaninov said. The navigator had the conn for third shift while the captain and XO slept. “Silent running, engage full stealth systems.”
“Full stealth systems active,” Gastaud confirmed. “We are now a hole in space.”
“Time to wake the boss.” Smolyaninov said.
I thought Smolyaninov should have done that first. But it was not my place to correct him.
“Lucky you,” the helmsman Lieutenant Joanna Stojanov chirped. “XO is cranky when you wake him up.”
“Get the stewards to throw on some fresh coffee,” I advised. “That stuff they got on now is like tar. No matter what Chief Bishop says, you shouldn’t have to chew your coffee.”
“Talk to me,” I heard the captain’s voice over the intercom.
“A Connie battlegroup just dropped out of hyper, and they are closer to us than any other ships, at about twenty-five million miles. But they are stationary.”
“Set condition one. Wake up the ship. I want all hands on deck,” Nugraha ordered. “Any orders from the Flag?”
“Nothing yet. We’ve been running silent. Wait, orders just came in. ‘All personnel to return to ships. Prepare to leave orbit and retreat outside Confederation space at the first sign of aggression.’ Well, I guess that’s it for us.”
“Hyper footprint!” Gastaud’s voice raised a few octaves, and I did not blame him. “At least sixty-three point signatures and at least five battleship size. Getting a fighter launch. Lord, that’s over seven hundred of them.”
His voice calmed down and he added, “I’m getting an IFF on them. They’re ours. It’s Marine Expeditionary Force Twelve.”
“I don’t know if that is a good thing or not,” the captain said as she entered the bridge, still sealing her uniform. “It was always possible the Connies would pitch a fit over our presence. I didn’t expect a battlegroup, maybe a division of destroyers coming to frown at us and pushing us along.”
“But dropping an entire MEF on them? That’s ballsy,” Stojanov added. “Even for Marines.”
“It was MEF-12’s shuttles that got sent here,” the XO used the phonetic abbreviation. I had not heard him enter. “So, it makes sense that the CO would keep an eye on his people.”
“There go the Connies,” Gastaud’s comment was completely unnecessary, as we all could see the plot. “That was a lot of excitement I could have done without.”
“I agree,” Captain Nugraha frowned at the plot as the carriers recovered their freshly launched fighters. “But it was probably the best outcome, at least from our perspective. I wonder how long it lasts? The Connies came at us with a big stick and that is unusual.”
“Their admiral was unprepared for a bigger stick,” I observed. “It makes me think that this was not quite what they planned.”
When they all looked at me blankly, I continued, “Come on, the Connies are many things, but stupid isn’t one of them. They just brought a knife to a gun fight. A few ships coming here and shaking fingers at us and politely telling us to leave is one thing. And that is what should have happened.
“A small battlegroup like that is fine if they want to push around pirates or the Ku'kor'ae. But us? You’d better come at us with a full fleet in your pocket if you want to push humans around.”
“I am uncomfortable with the implications of this,” Nugraha mused.
The XO started to say something but was cut off by shrill alarms sounding.
“What now? Gastaud griped. “Oh, shit.”
The threw the data from his computer into the main holotank. “Every probe we have in the inner system just went haywire!”
Dal’tari is larger than Sol and considerably more active. It left the inner planets radiation scrubbed wastelands. Only Umsurrat’s distance and powerful magnetic field had allowed life to evolve. Mass coronal ejections had happened irregularly since records were kept. They’d caused many droughts and famines.
But the recent ones were unusual in their ferocity and frequency. One would be bad, but not something that would cause an extinction level event.
But with ejections at least twice as powerful than the any during the previous millennia? And over a dozen a week? Lasting several weeks? How could any planet survive that?
Since the Angel Fleet arrived, there had been no sign of them.
That just changed.
“That is an understatement,” I said softly. “I’ve not seen anything like that… ever.”
“Look at the magnetic and gravitational fields,” Keoki instructed. “They are completely unstable. The poles have flipped at least fifteen times… and there it went again. What the hell?”
I ran a quick analytics program on the data, something I created on the fly. It mapped the gravitational and magnetic fields for the entire system. It had every planet, every moon… everything in system, including all the ships.
“Check this out,” I said. “There is some kind of gravitational finger from the sun to where MEF-12 dropped out of hyper. It looks almost like the gravitational distortion we see on an event horizon.”
“They dropped out of hyper deep inside the gravity well, but I’ve seen ships drop this deep, or deeper, in a gravity well at least a hundred times before. What is different about this?” Doctor Keoki Nurhayati puzzled.
“I’ve never seen this many ships at once, Keoki,” I replied.
“Me neither,” Nugraha added. “But we’ve also never seen it with an unstable sun like this.”
“The storm will hit Umsurrat in,” I did the calculations, “thirty-nine hours, seventeen minutes. The hard radiation in fifteen minutes.”
“Who’s in command of MEF-12?” Nugraha demanded. “Get him on the horn.”
“Lieutenant General Ichiro Tokuda is in command,” Laz answered. “He’s a hard charger but capable.”
The holotank lit up with Tokuda’s visage. He had the hard, square jawed, buzzed haircut look of a marine lifer.
“Tokuda speaking.”
“General, I am Captain Nugraha of the science and survey ship, Rudy Horne. I cannot be a hundred percent certain, but it seems your arrival has triggered another massive coronal ejection event. One that is larger than any of the others that have been measured. Our probes have detected one heading to the planet as we speak. The hard radiation front is… thirteen minutes away.”
“How bad is it, Captain?”
“Very bad, sir. But I think we, rather you and the cargo ships can do something about it. If you were to create a barrier with your ships’ radiation and particle shields extended to their max distance from your hulls on the sunward side of the planet, you could deflect or absorb most of it.”
I sent him a diagram of a ships’ formation, a double layered grid with the largest ships at the core. “You have a total of a hundred forty-three ships in orbit. Your military shields are better than the civilian ships. I recommend putting your fifty-nine ships in the center with the deflectors at max distance from the hull. The civvies can hold the perimeter.”
“We won’t make it in time. It will take us over fourteen minutes to get there,” Tokuda said.
“Not if you let the heavies hold you back. But your smaller ships can it in time if you send them now. They can take the brunt of the first waves. It’s not perfect, but better than nothing.”
“We’ll cut our compensator safeties to the bone,” Tokuda promised. “I will shave as much time off the transit as I can. Tokuda out.”
We are much too far outsystem to be of any assistance other than monitoring the probes and reporting. Which meant we wouldn’t not much more than spectators for the next half hour.
The radiation wave moved at light speed and there was no room for error. The cargo ships had moved immediately. Admiral Pierre was obviously on the ball to herd that group so effectively. The destroyers made it first, mere minutes ahead of the escort carriers, assault frigates and troopships. The battlecruisers and fleet carriers arrived a minute later.
The carriers belched fighters. Seven hundred and seventy five fighters crash launched for the second time in almost ten minutes. I didn’t expect that.
Fighters and other light craft could not survive in hyperspace. The titanic forces surging in hyperspace required massive shielding and inertial dampeners that only capital ships could mount. Fighters just did not have the tonnage to mount this equipment. Fighter shields were less powerful. Designed against normal amounts of radiation, but even with their technological limitations the pilots still intended to contribute with sheer numbers.
I updated the plot, assigning ships to their individual positions. Most of the ships were in their assigned orbits by the thime the first waves of radiation hit. It is impossible to accurately describe it. The sensors showed visible light as well as down shifting the high ultraviolets and upshifting the low infrareds. The computer laced together all the imagery into something we mere humans could appreciate.
“As impressive as this is, I imagine what they are seeing dirtside is much more spectacular,” Nugraha said softly. “The light show down there has to put the most active aurora borealis back on Terra to shame.”
“The battlewagons are almost there,” Gastaud announced. He spoke into the silence absently, as if he needed to say something, to fill the silence with words worthy of the moment. “The planteside sensors show a minimal uptick on hard radiation counts. You’d get almost as much from a microwave. Looks like your plan worked, Captain.”
“I wouldn’t call it a plan,” Nugraha replied with a nervous laugh. “More like a desperate attempt to plug a hole in a dam with our fingers and lots of prayers. My god, that amount of radiation would sterilize most worlds and you stopped it.”
“It made sense, though. Our particle shields can handle the nasty shit hyper throws at us, and this is about equal to that,” Laz observed. “The fighters were a nice touch. Never thought of adding them to the mix.”
“Next radiation wave is in five minutes,” I added. “The battleships are on station. Their added shielding should keep most of the radiation from reaching the surface.”
“The sun’s calming down,” Keoki observed. “We’re still getting that odd tic every seventeen and a half seconds, but at least it’s stopped spitting corona at us.”
“Incoming transmission, Captain,” Stojanov announced as she activated the holotank. “It’s the general.”
“That was a good idea, Captain,” Tokuda said. “It worked like a charm.”
“I thought it had a good chance of blocking some of the radiation, sir. It was just a matter of how effective it would be. Now, the question is how quickly can we engineer and build a permanent orbital deflector array to protect the planet until we can figure out what is causing the sun to belch?”
“Even if we can figure out what is causing it, how realistic is it that we can stop it? I am just an old jarhead. I can figure out how to invade a planet, but I leave all the science stuff to people who are much smarter than me.”
“Have you had a chance to read our reports?”
“Not really. Can you give me the short and sweet version? Remember to use small words.”
My bridge staff chuckled at that. “We have found, actually someone on the planet found it and alerted us to it, anyway there is an odd gravitic and magnetic field spike in the planet’s gravitational and magnetic fields. It is exactly every seventeen point five seconds with not a femtosecond difference.
“An engineer found it when she was calibrating a fusion plant’s magnetic bottle. We took that data and looked deeper. The sun’s magnetic and gravitational fields are also showing that same tic, just on a grander scale. I intend to look at all the planets and see if they are seeing the same thing.
“Then the question is what is causing it? Nothing natural is that exact.”
“And if it is nothing natural, that means it is something manufactured,” Tokuda mused. “And if it is manufactured, we can find it if we start looking.”
“Exactly. The problem is, we are operating solo. We need the other three survey ships… to be honest, we need their survey probes. We carried only fifty. The Tombaugh and Leonard are our sisterships and have a hundred probes. The Edgeworth is a lot bigger. She carries one-fifty by herself, and I expect a cargo ship full of drones within a day or two. If we can flood this system with a thousand survey probes, we can narrow down where to look.”
“A thousand probes?” He asked. “That’s bound to be expensive. But if we want results fast then we spend the money, right?”
“Trust me General, it is not something I say lightly. Even if we can recover ninety-five percent of the probes to refurbish, that’s still near a billion dollars, plus the five hundred million for the five percent we lost. So, roughly one point five billion dollars.”
“Captain, that is just a drop in the bucket for what the Federation has spent to this point just in supplies, not to mention the costs of getting the supplies here. If you can find that needle in this cosmic haystack for just one point five billion dollars, then that is a huge savings against the costs of maintaining these relief convoys.”
“You are right. I hadn’t looked at it that way. But I can assure you that we’ll be working non-stop until we find it.”
“I will let you get to it,” the general replied.
“I will keep you updated.” I’d no sooner said that and noticed general looking uncomfortable.
“Not to put too fine a point on this, but I am not in your chain of command. You were ordered to report to Senior Rear Admiral Pierre. Admiral Pierre is the senior officer on station, and that makes him the system CO. He is in command, and that includes my forces until we leave. Hell, he can order me to leave right now.”
“I understand, general. I intend to keep you in the loop because we get more flares and need your ships to move, but as it stands, stay between the planet and the sun and you will block most of the radiation.”
“Roger that.”

Please can I just be fucking done I’ve done so much harder assignments in the past but the idea that I have to pass this single paper to get my degree is making it so much bigger of a deal for me than it needs to be. I can’t talk myself out of pure panic and it’s preventing me from sticking to a topic and really starting the research. It’s due in 2 weeks and I’m so terrified that despite getting through 5 years of undergrad without failing anything that this single paper will be my downfall.
School anxiety is so horrible. I thought it’d get better the closer I get to graduation, but it feels like until I have every single assignment turned in and graded I’m going to still be convinced there’s some chance I won’t graduate.
I can’t shut up about this damn paper to people around me because of the amount of anxiety it’s causing me. It’s unreasonable. I’ve done 20 page undergrad research papers with not nearly half this anxiety. I’ve made it through so fucking much to get this far yet I am still so convinced that I will fuck it all up.
SOooo ANGRYYY AND TIRED AND FUCKING OVER UNDERGRAD PLEASE JUST GIVe me my fucking DEGREEE

For context our toddler like most is getting harder to get to bed at night. She's getting older and learning more about the world around her and she just wants to stay up. Some nights are worse than others but lately we have to fight to get her to bed most nights.
Today (or yesterday at this point) for Memorial day my parents had invited us over. I was asked when we would come and I said after our daughters nap. My father seemed disappointed because he wants to see us longer. So we decided to try and make it work.
They only live 20-30 min away from us so that means a much shorter car nap for her. Usually after a short nap it's near impossible to get her back to nap for the rest of her normal nap amount. We got there around 11am and she had a ton of stimulation with my parents, my sister and her 4 kids, and some other guests.
At the end of it all our strategy was to do the before bed routine at my parents house and then she would fall asleep on mthe car ride home and we'd take her right to bed. And this initially was working. She slept for like 3 hours in the car and then in her crib.
And then at 10:30pm or so she just woke up and started screaming. This went on for a bit until my wife managed to calm her down. This involved the TV unfortunately and a eggo waffle. I was told I should go to bed as one of us needs to be able to take over. I did and then eventually they came up and the screaming happened again. It has mostly been going on till like 10 min ago.
Anyways I guess I will not be giving in to my parents demands and go visit around her nap time. Her schedule cannot be messed up because we are exhausted and she is a handful. If we go visit them it will be after her nap or well before it so she can nap there.
TLDR: parents guilted me and my family into coming before daughter nap and it threw off her schedule and that made me and wife more exhausted.