Apartments for rent in aurora mo

Hello Reddit.
If you want a little more recent context into what the last few months have been like, go check my profile and look at my post in JUSTNOMIL.
Some extra back story. I’m (23F) adopted. At 16 my biological mother sided with my rapist in court, tried to fist fight me and kicked me out. When I was on the streets a friend had found out I was at the shelter and took me in. I have been “adopted” into this family since 2017..
Over the years it has been a great experience up until my adopted sister got a tattoo and she (the mother) sent her to her fathers because she disapproved. Since then I have been there and other than a few normal spats it hasn’t been terrible. Enter baby daddy. Long story short, he knocked her up, got fed up, left, hit her, didn’t show to court, and it’s been just her (with my help ) taking care of the kid. Over time she has grown bitter. Or maybe over time I began to realize how toxic she truly is. Last September, my husband (24) had to move in while I was working out in another city. When I lost the job and came back she stressed that we had to get married or we would have to leave. We of course then rushed to get married just for her to “not have a good day” after she ruined my wedding day.
That really should have been the first sign that she was toxic as all get out but I tried my best to tough it out as to not have to be homeless again. Since then, I have been scrambling to find and keep a job. Most jobs don’t last long or I don’t get it and then my entire pay is going to her for rent (mind you we are literally in the smallest room in the house in which our bed takes up half the space, non safe window and we pay close to a grand a month) ok. That’s fine. I deal because I DONT WANT TO BE HOMELESS. Over time she has started to freak out on me more, acting like I am the crazy one and that I’m being unreasonable when most times my attitude is out of exhaustion of her verbally treating me like shit and it’s a reaction to how she talks to me.
She has a degree in psychology so she’s “always right” (her words not mine) and because of my diagnosis that I have (bipolar amongst other things) she just tells me to go to my room and stop having an episode. Since being there I have had 3 suicide attempts and have taken off to friends places only for her to call me saying I’m “not doing chores and can’t just leave without doing so” most times chores involve doing her laundry and dishes and babysitting and house keeping and if she even sees one of our dishes in the sink she screams at us that she’s not going to clean our dishes and we better take care of it.
Over time my friends have started to point out that myself and my husband are just glorified babysitters. They have also expressed concerns over the types of arguments that I have been getting into with her. Often times it is over minuscule things and she takes out her anger on me. When she tries to talk to other people about said arguments or tries to act like it’s no big deal,I will usually correct her and quote what was truly said in which she always tells me to let it go and to stop making a scene. She also constantly brings up in arguments how much she has done for me and how she “saved me” from a terrible mother when she’s honestly just as bad.
When I stand up for myself, I am overreacting. When I talk back, I am being disrespectful. When I leave I am being neglectful and taking advantage of her space. (Which she still refers to as her closet and not my room)
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Recently, she came home and immediately started screaming asking who turned on the sprinkler. I had turned it on early without realizing (4:30pm instead of 5pm) and she jumped to screaming at me over it and my plants that I had brought outside to get some sun for a few hours. I simply said “thanks. My day was good thanks for asking, how was yours” because again I am so fed up of her bursting in and yelling instead of communicating. She flipped out saying that my attitude will not get me anywhere. I told her that I don’t understand why she is screaming and she came back with “I’m the parent I can talk to you how I want to” I asked for some respect and a simple hello. She proceeded to flip out and scream that I can “just fucking leave” and that “I’ve been dealing with you for months just SHUT UP” and proceeded to repeatedly scream shut up until I left the room.
My husband had went outside to take care of the sprinkler when this happened and when he came back inside she was being nice to him and asked for his help cleaning before leaving to wherever.
I, however, packed my bags, snuck out to a friends and have been here for a couple days. They have a whole spare room and have offered it to myself and my husband. Rent free, a couple months until we can get on our feet and in time for me to go back to college. I accepted the offer and I’m terrified as much as I am excited. My husband stayed because he had to work and I’m in a whole other city currently so I’ve been nervous waiting for her to notice that I’m not there. She somehow hasn’t noticed and even offered to take me and my brother out to an art exhibit tomorrow. No apology, no acknowledgement, just a text saying “I’m planning on going with (lil bro) tomorrow, I know it is an event that you enjoy. Did you want to go?”
First and foremost I am so flabbergasted by that message. Second, I’m not surprised? Almost impressed that she really texted me that after repeatedly telling me to shut up and leave.
Unfortunately for her, it’s too late. This was the final straw and I’m about to go back, pack my stuff and be moved out in the next two days.
My question is, how do I tell her I’m leaving? What should my plan be? Do I tell her I’m packing? I can’t discreetly move, there’s cameras on the front door. (I bypassed them before but i can’t for an extended time period) I’m worried she’s going to hold the few months of rent over my head or try to cause a scene or even call the police. I just want to leave in peace and never talk to her or that family again.
I feel crazy typing this. I feel like I’m overreacting. I feel like without more solid examples I’m gonna sound crazy or spoiled. I didn’t ask for this but I feel sometimes maybe she’s right and I deserve it? I just want to be free. I’m tired of crazy mothers, I’m done. I’m so tired.

I have no appetite, can't sleep, been crying for 2 weeks now every other day.
It's been straining on my relationship, though we've talked things through and it's been great in my relationship. I stupidly thought I was mentally prepared for a weekend with my mother.
2nd day in and I'm bawling over her comments about my relationship with my fiance. I won't go into great detail but there was an awkward dinner, she asked questions about our relationship then went off the rails at me later claiming he's got red flags. She put him on the spot, he didn't enthusiastically answer her question so she just assumes he's like my dad. Way out of left field.
Then I drove to his house after dinner bawling about the state of our relationship. He calmed me down and assured me he loves me and that he still wants to marry me. We're just not in a good spot to get married, he says we need to be more stable financially WHICH is a very honest ADULT answer. Like I literally just broke my foot and I'm out of work.
When I get back to my place, my mom claims that if be really wants to commit he needs to get a real job to support me instead of having me move in with him rent free btw as originally planned next month.
She won't stop talking negatively about him when I try to explain my relationship.
I feel manic. I feel physically ill.

it’ll be a long post. Buckle in, settle down, attempt to read this like you read a book when you were a child. If not, that’s okay, too. I’m just giving a heads up before you decide to commit. lord knows my attention span is shot these days; reading more than four lines of linear text makes my Brain feel like it’s been through a heavy workout.
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I’ll start by stating my intention: I truly am looking for advice or feedback. ive turned 25 recently, and while that is young in the grand spectrum of age, it certainly isn’t a youth anymore. contextually, I feel older; in my mind, my body, and my perspective. Regarding perspective, I mean that I feel more cynical than ever. More jaded. Worn down. the Light (what little I had to begin with) has left my eyes. I always think that what I’m feeling now is rock bottom, but there is a new level of abyss below to remind that the fall is not over. However, recently this has begun to change.
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not for the better of course! Why else would I be writing here?
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the fall has been so constant, so continuous, I feel as though I may not be falling at all any more. the hole, or walls around are so black and dark, and fall so fast, it gives the illusion that I am not moving at all. I have no more thoughts, no more speech, nothing left to say or do left within me. Even when I was classically depressed, or sad, or despondent, it seemed linear. like I was moving, albeit in a sad direction or space. Now, I feel totally lifeless. Dissociated even. I feel as if my self has shrunk itself down and is now taking permanent residence within the penthouse (don’t worry, it’s not luxurious) of my brain. I’ve had a touch of watching myself through my own eyes, homunculus type vibe going on; nothing more than the average depressed human I’d say. But recently, it’s been taken to another level. There is no longer distance between my Inner stream and consciousness and my physical being; the cord has been cut completely, I feel totally disassociated. There is no distance to link the two entities, because the distance is infinite. It’s not traversable. It doesn’t even exist anymore. One cannot traverse or connect the two.
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I feel lifeless. I feel as if my life has ended, and now I’m just stuck in my own head until my body dies. I’m autopilot. Sure, I get glimpses and flutters of feeling here and there. I have a Job, partner, few friends. But I don’t feel present in the slightest. And I don’t mean a trivial absence of presence. I truly feel removed from my actions and behaviors. It really feels like I’m just watching the movie of my life play out (1.2 stars out of 5, raves Hollywood reporter).
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I’ve never felt this gone before. I’ve felt depressed. Incessantly anxious, etc. I’ve felt emotions and feelings prior to this! Of course, they were mainly negative, but they were felt. I don’t feel anymore. I am a husk. A literal automaton. I picture my anthropomorphized self just hanging out in my brain, around a corporate board room long table. Sometimes, he is chilling in a hawaiian shirt, just chilling out, other times he is stressed, other times he is arguing against different factions of my self for who should get more power, etc. sort of like a political entity.
I don’t know why this happened. I don’t know what to do. I think I am fucked. It’s difficult to describe, which makes things worse. It certainly doesn’t help that I am a borderline moron that can’t string a descriptive sentence together. All I know is I’ve never felt this….lifeless….before. I’ve felt like shit. Ive felt like two shit’s got married, had two shit kids, those two little shits were incestous and had an inbred shit baby. I’ve felt like that level of shit. I remember it distinctly. Now, I feel like I’ve broken through to the other shittin side.
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i have my dumb theories. Is this just what becoming an adult feels like, lol? i recently moved out out and I pay for everything on my own…am I just morphing into an npc adult that I would make fun of when I was younger, wondering how they became so lifeless and dull? Is that a stupid thing to even think, or am I on the right track here? It doesn’t just feel like my values or priorities are shifting though; it’s not just that I care more about rent and bills and don’t have time for bullshit, etc. A tectonic shift has taken place in how I construct and see the world through my perspective\lens.
thats really it. I used to frequent this sub quite a bit awhile ago. I unironically look so much like the doomed meme, it’s beyond comical. It’s tragic. I would take massive night walks and smoke cigs in a hoodie before I even found this subreddit. To give one more illustration of how my mental state differs from then to now is as follows.
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then, I would post and read and experience a mild, albeit ultimately unsatisfactory, connection and rapport and whatever feelings of “damn, he/she gets it” that arose. Now, (ironically because I’m Saying something by writing this), there is nothing left to say or even do. On some cringe shit, I’ll quote neitzsche and his take on the last man, I just blink. i go through my day and all I do is blink like a dummy.

My friend and I moved out together into our first place so we both had no furniture. They were low on cash but I had some money saved up so I bought all of the kitchen and living room items, including a $650 upholstered couch.
It's only been 2 months but every time I go into the living room, the couch has been so messy with crumbs, dirt, or ink on it which I've mentioned but nothing has changed. It's been on me to clean it every time, and there are still some stains that I can't get out with the cleaning products I have. I've been so exhausted of having to clean off the couch every time I go into the living room that I've just spent all my time in my room instead.
Yesterday, I saw they had left a very noticeable food stain, like some sort of soup they spilled, and now its on me to clean it again even though I haven't used the couch in over a week and I paid for it. I understand it's in a common space and it's bound to get some sort of wear and tear after extended use, but it's only been 2 months and they haven't cleaned it once.
Should I just sell the couch? I never use it and I feel like if it stays in our apartment its just going to result in me constantly having to clean it or it just being permanently damaged and I won't be able to sell or use it later when I move out. I still have 9 months left on the lease so I really don't want to be on bad terms, so selling the item has kind of been my last resort but I'm not really sure what to do here.
Does anyone have any advice for what I can do instead of selling it? I've already talked to my roommate about keeping our apartment clean and it seems like they're not willing or able to as nothing has changed.

Victory, a tight-knit community mainly comprised of newlyweds.
The men go off to work, and the women stay home to cook and clean. At the end of every day, the men come home to loving wives and hot dinners waiting for them, and whatever the man of the house says goes. It seems perfect….too perfect.
When James went to sleep one night, he was holding down a dead end job, living in a crappy apartment, and his love life was non-existent. When he woke up the next morning, he was in bed with a woman who claimed to be his wife, he lived in a beautiful single-story house, and his job was one of much admiration.
Naturally, he was skeptical of this new life. While it did seem to qualm all his grievances, he knew that there was something that didn’t feel quite right.
One day, on the job, he learns a terrifying truth, one that shocks him to the core and opens his eyes to the true horror of Victory. The community that was supposed to represent freedom and luxury is, in reality, dark and oppressive.
However, as he tries to break free, he becomes an outcast, and those around him seem to suffer as he tries to claw his way out. In the midst of it all is his wife, obsessed with keeping him here, no matter what it takes.
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And that’s the synopsis!
Essentially I want to do a “be careful for what you wished for” story, and I figured the setting of a recent movie featuring one of Hollywood’s rising starlets would be an ideal place to get it going.
If this story interests you, please DM/chat me to discuss kinks and limits.
Detailed and long-term players get priority.
I hope to hear from your soon!

I am one of the worst-case scenarios. My body is wrecked from a lifetime of porn addiction. I look at what porn is now, what kids have access to - and I look into the future of AI-driven infinitely customized immersive narcotic psychedelic unfettered sexual gratification and I fucking shudder in my marrow. I want to weep that so many people are careening straight towards the iceberg that sank me. I want to vomit thinking of the suffering that is to come for so many.
If you're on this sub and you're struggling to find answers, please take my word for it that you need to sober up fast. You need to get real about what your problem is and how to fix it, and get busy fixing it. Life after 25-odd years of porn addiction is fucking bleak. It's a fucking nightmare. I am in hell. You will be in hell with me.
Here is what doesn't work: 99% of everything that people say to do about it. Journal. Get in touch with your Unconscious Drives. Go to therapy. Get an accountability partner. Find Christ. Log your triggers. Delete your caches. Burn your computer in the yard. Take up weightlifting and falconry. Go to Meetings. Run. Run run run away from the problem. Spend the rest of your life running and licking your wounds and telling yourself you're a diseased wounded animal.
The truth is that all of this is a choice. You're being weak and self-indulgent. The reason why you watch porn isn't because you're "distracting yourself from unresolved issues." It's because you like watching dicks go in. It's because the pleasure of watching porn is too much for you to resist. Even as your life falls apart. You have to see the tits. You have to see the gangbangs. You have to see whatever the fuck. It's more important to you than saving your relationship, your job, your family, your life. In the fraction-of-a-second moral arithmetic of your decision to succumb to the temptation, you don't give a shit about the things that are actually important.
The key to stopping the addiction is to fess up that you're being selfish. That you're doing something that is, at this point, harmful and immoral and stupid. It is stupid. You are stupid for continuing to do it. I don't care how taboo it is to say that. I don't care how violently the received wisdom of the therapists will oppose the notion. You're being a bad person and you shouldn't let yourself off the hook for it. You're throwing yourself under the bus, and all the people whose lives you influence.
It is, at root, a very simple problem, and a voluntary one. You always choose. Always always always, you choose to do it.
Snap out of it. It will ruin your fucking life. It will make everything that is really important to you worse, or take it away from you completely. Annihilation is not romantic. What awaits you is a void of pain and sexual irrelevance and worthlessness. You must take this seriously. You must grow up. You must say "no" and stop dithering around with silly half-measures like day counters and replacement hobbies. You must commit yourself to carrying the full burden of your own self-responsibility. You must stop.
Stop.

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Skeeter had made an error. Not a big one, but one that did have significant downstream effects. He'd assumed that he could visit enough of each planet to give a sort of general feel to each one's character in three or four days, but it was looking more and more like he'd have to extend the stay at Corvian Home for at least a weak. He could scarecely remember being so excited by making a mistake. In most respects, Corvian Home was wildly different from Terra. From its many small islands to its ever turbulent storms, to its mediworld gravity, it was unlike any place found on Terra. It still baffled him that the xenos thought Terran gravity was heavy. The in which it was similar had to do with the wide verity of culture, which made getting a general sense of the place a tad more difficult than planets with a more unified culture.
So, he had to ask Captain Vexkeed to extend the stay, which wasn't cheap. Additionally, it required the refund of any unsatisfied passengers who were on more time-sensitive journeys. However, it turned out that the majority of the passengers had apparently viewed the voyage as a "Sneaky Cruise," which made Skeeter laugh until he couldn't breathe when Captain Vexkeed told him. Likewise, when he told Suzie and Ivan, they found themselves completely overcome by mirth. Kip on the other hand couldn't see the humor in it. This, of course sent all three adults into the throes of hysterical laughter, which only further perplexed the boy.
The inscrutable, to Kip, Terran sense of humor aside, it turned out that apart from paying a fee to extend the journey and maybe five or six refunds, there was very little adjustment in terms of the We Bring Friends from Afar to Joyous Meeting making drastic changes to her manifest. Which was amenable to Skeeter's bank account, and his conscience. In any case, it let him fill out the itinerary with a wide variety of events from the local sporting events, to seeing interesting geological formations or particularly treasured vistas, to attending musical theater, to restaurant hopping in one of the larger cities with a conveniently cosmopolitan makeup. Even better, all of the things toxic to Humans, Doggos, and Lutrae were also toxic to the Corvians, so the risk of accidental poisoning was almost nonexistent.
"We actually discussed this in class last week," Kip was saying as the shuttle shook in the storm winds, "once a group went to a new island, the storms cut them off from the original group, except for the very few traders brave enough to fly in… well, this."
"That so?" Skeeter prompted genially.
"Yeah, for the most part I guess people would just float along with whatever everyone else thought, but I guess that's true for most places. Except, since they were separate and all, they didn't all go along the same currents, and so even islands that are pretty close can be crazy different."
"That, and it is ruining the landing shots," Ivan grumbled as he kept the camera trained on the trio.
"Well, back home rain's a good thing!" Suzie exclaimed exuberantly.
"Rain makes rye," Skeeter rejoined.
"Rye makes whiskey," Suzie laughed.
"You mean industrial disinfectant or emergency stomach purging doses," Kip said flatly.
"How'd you find out about that?" Skeeter asked.
"Greg George mentioned it in his book. He dumped so many doses in a glass that any sane person would think he was trying to poison someone with the fumes."
"Oh, I loved My Side," Suzie said, "It had always bugged me that the Lost Boys never got a fair say."
"Wait, isn't he a hero? He talks like you guys almost worshiped him…"
"It's complicated," Skeeter said, "I served on a ship with one of the Lost Boys once, Stephen the Line. It was hard to not be in awe of him. Hard to remember that behind the deeds was a man just trying to serve like me."
"Oh…"
"Were you discussing more about Corvian Home in the classes?" Ivan asked before the silence could turn cold.
"Oh, sure, lots. Like on this one island there's a big festival where they celebrate the harvest of these huge nuts, and then there's this island where they have 'Imitation plays,' where Corvians try to mimic exactly how the plays sound from other races. Tutor Brixvee showed us a video of one they coppied from the Star Sailors, and it was pretty cool."
"Do you figure she had lessons on Corvian Home since she knew we were headed here?"
"Of course," Kip said with a bitter scowl, "she's full of dirty tricks like that." His hosts couldn't contain their mirth, not that they tried all that hard.
Later that day, the intrepid travelers were in the throes of a local festival. They had surmised that it was probably related to local folklore, as various icons and masks were featured heavily, but the press was so active and exuberant, that not even the Terran implants could keep up, slaved as they were to the Terran compads with better translation matrixes than even the local networks. Therefore, three out of the four friends found themselves swept up in a feathered fury of dance and rough song, to their ears anyway, while the only clue to Ivan's immense pleasure at the experience was his swiftly wagging tail. Which the locals had no idea was the unconcealable tell that his exterior coolness was in fact, a complete sham.
The festivities seemed to show no sign of abating as night fell over the city sheltered in a rough and rocky crown from the storms of the sea, so in order to get a good night's sleep they were obliged to catch a local shuttle ride between islands to find a slightly less festive town to bed down in, and Suzie took the opportunity.
"So I hear Y'all's planet name isn't what anybody calls it," she said impishly to the shuttle pilot.
"INDEED, ahem, indeed. We know that you mammal-peoples, and the reptile-peoples, and the water-peoples, cannot do it."
"Come on, give us an example," Suzie said in that challenging, teasing way that made Skeeter both cringe and love her.
The pilot laughed, or at least Skeeter thought he, or maybe she? At least Skeeter thought that the pilot laughed, whichever sex they were. He had a hard time with regular Terran corvids, let alone these giant bird people that reminded him of the former. Then said piolet of undetermined sex made a weird clicking noise in the depths of the throat and said, "That is the name."
"I can see why y'all think folk can't do that. Hey Skeeter, why don't ya give it a shot?"
"No," he said flatly.
"Aw come on, it's their planet's name, you should at least try," she said with that wry smile she had that made promises. Promises that he had a very difficult time resisting for… reasons.
He then made a right proper fool of himself trying to replicate the sound by clicking his tongue in various ways before giving up and just saying, "I'm stickin' with Corvian Home."
After making a right proper fool of himself, the other passengers obliged to laugh at him, and Suzie turned on Kip saying, "Your turn."
Kip shot her a sullen look.
"Aw, c'mon, you gonna let these folk just laugh at Skeeter all by his lonesome?" she chided.
Kip downright pouted at her.
"Coooome oooooon," she taunted.
Realizing that she wouldn't quit unless he gave in, Kip also made a mockery of himself trying to replicate the throat clicking sound to the delight of all and sundry. "Shut up," he mumbled as he laid his ears back.
"Ivan?" she asked of her final victim.
He clicked his tongue once, and when Suzie gave him a pout he said, "That is as much as I am trying."
"Now you try," Kip shot at her.
"I know my limits, unlike you boys," she laughed to Kip's indignant sputtering.
Meanwhile, Jerry was having a less festive time. Instead of happening to land on an island that happened to be hosting a festival for one reason or another, he had purposely chosen the center of finance for his outing. He'd had a relatively uneventful series of meetings with financiers, entrepreneurs, and shipping guild heads, and various other parties interested in securing access to new markets for their various trades. It was all very productive, and very boring, and not for the first time he felt a stab of regret for the last time that he had interacted with Skeeter.
Even still, it was a satisfying day. There was a lot of troubling mentions of debts though. Jerry was no stranger to the lending industries of various planets of the CIP, and even had some Republican contacts in that realm, those who could stand his needling of the Republic's systems, but nobody he knew ever said anything about "debt masters" or "clan debt." Troubling indeed, but he chalked it up to clunky translation. Even CIP systems could have trouble with new languages, and he just knew that Republican datapads were inferior. They had to be, of course.
Still though, there was something about the references that bothered him. Something furtive behind the eyes of the avian people who spoke of either concept. Then, there was the fact that only those who were obviously startup businesspeople would speak about them, never the financers. Very troubling indeed. He resolved himself to investigate the matter if he could make the time the next day.
The following morning, the intrepid travelers went on the only "heavyworlder safe" zipline tours available on the planet, which just so happened to be in the heavily forested canyons and followed paths through the foliage designed to simulate danger. Skeeter and Kip found it thrilling, but Suzie found it merely pleasant while Ivan was actually bored by the thrilling experience. The man was pleased with getting a shot of kip chanting breathlessly, "Let's go again, let's go again, let's go again, let's go again!" Wile Suzie was more pleased to have sneakily captured a shot of Ivan's unamused expression as he sped along on the pullies.
"Sure, why not?" Suzie had said to Kip.
To which Ivan said, "Because is boring."
"What?!" Kip nearly shouted.
"You take ride in boarding torpedo, and you will be understanding then."
"The real answer to why not is I already booked a nature walk. There's this island where there's like this bowl formation full of flowers. It looks amazin'" Skeeter explained to Kip's dismay.
Meanwhile, Jerry was exhausted. He'd reshuffled the meetings so that he had mere moments between them to prepare, but he was good at his job, so long as his counterpart wasn't a Republican, and could get the proper contact details to the correct people for whatever the other party hoped to accomplish, so long as it was legal, and it all was. It was therefore by mighty effort alone that he had a scant two hours in which to seek out the information he sought before he would have to retire to sleep, or else be completely useless the next day.
He took snagged a gravcar and told the cabbie, "Take me to where you and the lads go for a spot of drink, or whatever the legal intoxicant is around here."
The cabbie gave him a one eyed beady stare and said, "Are you sure, mammal-people? The places we go are not the high class places, by the storms."
"I'm sure, I'm sure. I might not look it these days, but I came up from w working family. My dah still makes fun that I lost my calluses."
The cabbie blinked twice and raised his crest. Jerry had no idea whether that was a good sign or not, but the blue plumed cabbie lowered his crest and blinked again saying, "Sure, mammal-people. I will take you there, but do not cause the fights or my clan will have share of the debt."
Jerry thought about pressing the issue, but something about how the cabbie's feathers had puffed out and still weren't lying flat convinced him that social lubricant was the needed thing. "What is the preferred intoxicant?" he asked.
"We smoke an herb. It usually does not work for mammal-peoples, so you might not have the fun you look for."
"I see, we also have some intoxicants taken this way, do you draw the smoke through water first?"
"Yes, do you mammal-peoples do this too?"
"It's called hookah, and has a long tradition in several of our cultures. Or bongs, which have a somewhat younger tradition, as history is measured."
"Maybe then you will get the happy haze and no fights will be started, mammal-people."
"Maybe, maybe. I'm just after a good banter, and the banker types are too stuffy."
"You are right, you are right, debt masters do not laugh when you joke, they charge you more interest!" the cabbie laughed, and Jerry fell silent.
At the, well, Jerry would call it a hookah lounge, Jerry found that the lads about avoided him and shot him suspicious glances, and also found that apart from a relaxed feeling in his limbs, the smoke had no effect on him. It was a pleasant feeling, and he could maintain it by taking a draw from the hookah every two minutes or so. It seemed that was a prodigious rate of smoking though, for eventually the suspicious glances turned to those of curiosity or even grudging respect. Jerry surmised that despite his rather drab coloring, they knew an expensive suit when they saw one.
Eventually, a clearly intoxicated Corvain stumbled over to his table and sank down on one of the cushions, "Why do you smoke so well, mammal-thing-people?" he slurred.
"I am used to a much stronger herb, and this makes me simply feel good. Does it not feel good for you?"
"'Course it do. Can't smoke as much."
"Wondering anything else?"
"You a Sneaky?"
Jerry thought about correcting the error, but another glance at the state of his conversation partner dispelled the notion, so he said, "Yes, but I am not very stealthy."
"It's just what people call you… dunno why…"
"I'm not botherd, I know the reason and it's funny."
"Funny?"
"Yes, do you know it?"
"Ish a meme."
"The first one of us that the Star Sailors met was mistaken for a pet, and they named him Sneaky."
That, as planned, brought forth uproarious laughter from the intoxicated Corvian who confided, "That's the kinda thing people-things get bristly about."
"I know, people-things get brislty about all sorts of things. Like the bankers, they won't tell me what debt masters are."
"They own clan debts."
"Clan debts?"
"You know, the debts you clan has, from like way back."
"Do you mean to say you were born in debt?"
"Sssssure, isn't everybody? Well, not rich people-things I guess, but ever-peoples I knowed."
"And these debt masters, they merely collect the interest?"
"Mostly."
"Mostly?"
"If you're not… if the job doesn't pay… erm… they so like tell you to do stuff."
"Involuntary servitude," Jerry said coldly.
"Yeah, that. The hatchlings get that rough."
"Explain please," Jerry said with cold intensity.
It seemed that the intensity of Jerry's gaze or maybe the soft quality of a hammer that his voice emulated, gave the Corvian some degree of sobriety as he stammered, "Yes-yes. The erm, the uh or-or-orphanages. The hatchlings there have no parents to provide for them, so the debt masters have them do something useful."
Jerry was very close to becoming a very dangerous man as he asked, "Are the debts of these children for sale?"
"Y-y-y-y-y-yes?"
"Where does one go to buy debts?"
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Hey,
Just built my first PC and I have an Inno3D iChill 4070Ti in it. It’s got RGB, but I can’t control it through Inno3D software as it doesn’t detect it. So, it just stays in this rainbow display.
I want to hook it up to my motherboard into one of the ADD Gen_2 slots so I can control it with Aurora.
I had a good look at the card to see if there were any ports free, and I found this one. It’s a 3 pin port and is very small. I’m hoping it’s for RGB but no cable came in the box for it, and I can’t find one that looks right online.
Can anyone help me with identifying what this port is, and even better, the cable I would need?
Thanks!!

Religions all seem to accept that inequality is simply apart of life.
Life is full of suffering so we must try to escape this world and achieve Moksha (as per Oriental religions) or we should simply tolerate this suffering temporarily, until death, when we will be reunited in Heaven (as per Abrahamic religions).
Religion also brings its own social hierarchy, further entrenching inequality.
Religions do preach the importance of charity but charity only provides short term solutions and does not reduce inequality.
It certainly appears as if all religions require inequality for them to survive.

My family purchased a home that comes with a legal basement suite and we are on the fence about renting it out. We don’t need the rental income to pay for our mortgage but it of course would help. We live in a tenant friendly province and it could take a very long time to evict bad tenants. We wouldn’t even mind listing our rental at a fair bit below market price if we could have a guarantee of good tenants. Just hoping to hear from those that have rented out their basement suites in the past and their thoughts on whether or not to rent out suites when you are on the fence. TYIA

I'm typing from phone so please excuse typos.
A lot of drivers must be ignoring or cancelling pings here in our market because I noticed the algo got pissed off after I ignored just 3 pings and it forced me offline. So the drivers ignoring pings must really be getting to Uber. My acceptance rate is 63%. Personally I believe in the more rides a driver does during the day the less per ride UbeLyft should take. The current rewards crap in Uber sucks.
I make about $158/day and that's around $50k per year. I pay living rent of $300 to lady I give free rides to when she needs them in exchange for cheap rent for me.
I made mistake of selling my home previously. Mom and brothers live in home mom owns but it's always loud there and I left them for lady I now pay $300 a month to. Car is about $400 a month and gas is about $26 every other day to refill or everyday refill if demand is busy, insurance is $130/month.
I plan to save over $70k and so far I got $20k saved. I had a few auto accident settlements one of which was from uber. Winter months we make way more money and it's always busy. I'm more of evening to night driver. Haven't done mornings for a while.
I also have a dashcam app and have caught some incidents and kicked out people who threatened me before.
The dashcam incident in YouTube below is why I conceal carry and wear a slim bulletproof vest. I arrived on a $16 going my way ping to find two guys fighting and the pax guy with his lady get in but guy gets out again to go fight other guy in apartment and comes back with blood stain on his pants. He mentioned "I stuck the dude" and that means stabbed to some people but guy he fought wasn't stabbed. Young guy was feeling like fighting as they've both been drinking.
I got law enforcement background and cop buddies and I got out when he went back to fight him again just to be ready in case whoever he's fighting comes back shooting thinking I am with them and shoots at me too. I couldn't hit the gas on him and his woman after they exited my car because they left their stuff in my car as they both went back and dude with her went back to go fight him. Fyi Uber doesn't deactivate a driver if driver is justified in legal self defense with lethal force. There's a few cases of this. A wise idea is to have CC insurance for legal assistance in self defense. It's only around $19/month and covers you with lawyers. I won't link to one here but there's a few legitimate ones you can buy online.
I notified my sheriff deputy buddy of the fight the dude has been in but I'm just Uber driver and I didn't place him and other guy under arrest although I could've if I wanted to. I merely informed him fighting isn't good and to be the better man. I also notified my other cop buddies and the West St Paul police about what I witnessed.
The Sheriffs wanted to hire me but for $22, but I like sticking to Uber because I make $27/hr+ money fast and all day I make money, take break and come back again. My goal is to relocate to Indonesia after I save up a lot and drive Grab Taxi there. Indonesia has cheap living compared to US
https://imgur.com/gallery/HmcRMdB
https://youtu.be/vthLUpijh-U
Fyi in my state a person is allowed to wear a bulletproof vest as long as person isn't committing a crime and Ebay sells some executive slim vests I recommend for fellow rideshare drivers.
A Lyft driver from my home country was rescued by a Syrian man who recognized a dying person as that Syrian man saw dying people on the streets in Syria. Luckily thanks to the Syrian heros actions the fellow Lyft driver here in city I drive in was able to survive. Criminal who shot him and carjacked him was arrested and charged.
https://www.cbsnews.com/minnesota/news/lyft-driver-describes-helping-fellow-rideshare-driver-who-was-carjacked-shot/
In conclusion there's been a lot of Taxis killed and 1 rideshare driver shot and left for dead in our market. So myself and some other former and current aw enforcement from our home country drive Lyft and Uber so we can catch the criminals in their finest criminal act so we can show them our finest. We don't just let our own blood pay the ultimate price for $4.

I’m (22F) planning to rent a condo in Metro Manila soon (first time), but I have no idea which location would be ideal. To be specific, I’m looking around Shaw para malapit sa lahat and Pasig but I’m not familiar sa mga locations ng properties.
For context, I’ll be living alone and I want a place sana na walking distance or at least malapit ang grocery/supermarket for my convenience. Okay din na may near areas where I can run/jog and accessible transpo aside from Grab (but not necessarily train). I won’t be working on site and will probably be staying in most of the time but I’m considering the proximity so it won’t be hard for me to go somewhere from my place since I don’t have a car.
My current options are: 1. Avida Centera - 1 bedroom, around 36 sqm. Problem ko lang here is maliit ‘yung kitchen counter and walang balcony, di ba parang suffocating? I don’t have much insights about the property as well. 2. DMCI’s Sheridan, Brixton, Kai Garden, or Prisma - 1 bedroom also. 39 sqm or below. Has balcony. Has bigger kitchen counter. I’m considering DMCI properties because of positive feedbacks about them but I’m not sure sa mga locations if malapit ba sa grocery, restaurants, etc., like Centera. Their slow elevator is also being my concern but I can find a unit in lower floor, I guess. 3. DMCI’s Infina Towers - 1 bedroom. Has balcony. Has bigger kitchen counter. Not sure if may malapit na grocery pero parang wala. 4. Acqua Private Residences - 1 bedroom. Below 30 sqm, too small for my preference really. Partition is clear glass door, which I’m not a fan of.
I haven’t viewed any unit yet; I just look up their street views on Google maps. I want to narrow down my options so I can view units strategically since I’ll be coming from a province in the north pa. I’d like ask for your insights or suggestions about which property dapat ako maghanap ng unit given the considerations I’ve mentioned. Btw, I’m trying to avoid SMDC properties (also because of the feedbacks I’ve read).
Other concerns: I found a unit in Prisma at a great price but it seems like a building is being constructed in front of it. Will that be a big issue? Location is still a concern. Also, this is a bit farther from the center compared to other DMCI properties I mentioned.
I’ve been also trying to look for semi-furnished unit with AC, ref, and cabinet at least so I won’t have to buy them but some units I found are bare and I would have to buy everything. Would you recommend sticking with semi-furnished unit or is it fine to settle with bare unit and buy everything necessary? I’m considering since these bare units have lower prices.
Finally, can you give general tips about renting and looking for a place, please? This entire moving-in and living in the city thing actually scares me, but I have no choice. I would appreciate your replies. Thank you very much.

Di tayo susuko, looking for someone I can spend some quality time with, someone I can update and would update me as well, jowa stuff.. Someone who can converse well and is open to be in an exclusive relationship if things work well, then maybe more. :3
About me - 22, cute, maganda, as a leo 10/10 self rating😆 - 5'2 ish, thicc chubby, can carry myself well - southie! Paranaque area - kalog and will make u laugh ror (all caps tumawa) - ma effort & maalaga (mom of the group eh) - sweet, malambing, clingy— but i overthink a lot so I'd appreciate someone patient and kind. Ung willing to give assurance without having to ask for it. - cons: selosa, possessive (nasa lugar naman), can get toooo hyper u have to calm me down, medyo makalat pero managable (hehe), may toyo pero promise di oa huhu
** can give all the love languages and would learn yours to make u feel loved the way u want to be loved :3
About you: - medium to average build, taller than me (5'5 up) - 21-26 y/o - moreno, preferred but nego naman kasi kpop stan naman ako HAHAHA - pls pls be clingy chat man or in person 😔 greet me goodmorning/goodnight consistently bigay ko sayo lahat eme HAHAHQH - mentally stable or atleast capable to handle me on my episodes - cute/pogi/gwapings/may appeal, be confident ayoko ng low self esteem and self confidence cuz i WILL be your hype girl u gotta be loud and proud bc ako nga proud sayo bat ikaw hindi chz HAHAHA
Let's swap pics so we wont waste time and start from there <3 would appreciate an intro abt yourself when u message (pwede sama mo na pic mo ganern para fast & furious lang) AHAHAHAH

I’m (22F) planning to rent a condo in Metro Manila soon (first time), but I have no idea which location would be ideal. To be specific, I’m looking around Shaw para malapit sa lahat and Pasig but I’m not familiar sa mga locations ng properties.
For context, I’ll be living alone and I want a place sana na walking distance or at least malapit ang grocery/supermarket for my convenience. Okay din na may near areas where I can run/jog and accessible transpo aside from Grab (but not necessarily train). I won’t be working on site and will probably be staying in most of the time but I’m considering the proximity so it won’t be hard for me to go somewhere from my place since I don’t have a car.
My current options are: 1. Avida Centera - 1 bedroom, around 36 sqm. Problem ko lang here is maliit ‘yung kitchen counter and walang balcony, di ba parang suffocating? I don’t have much insights about the property as well. 2. DMCI’s Sheridan, Brixton, Kai Garden, or Prisma - 1 bedroom also. 39 sqm or below. Has balcony. Has bigger kitchen counter. I’m considering DMCI properties because of positive feedbacks about them but I’m not sure sa mga locations if malapit ba sa grocery, restaurants, etc., like Centera. Their slow elevator is also being my concern but I can find a unit in lower floor, I guess. 3. DMCI’s Infina Towers - 1 bedroom. Has balcony. Has bigger kitchen counter. Not sure if may malapit na grocery pero parang wala. 4. Acqua Private Residences - 1 bedroom. Below 30 sqm, too small for my preference really. Partition is clear glass door, which I’m not a fan of.
I haven’t viewed any unit yet; I just look up their street views on Google maps. I want to narrow down my options so I can view units strategically since I’ll be coming from a province in the north pa. I’d like ask for your insights or suggestions about which property dapat ako maghanap ng unit given the considerations I’ve mentioned. Btw, I’m trying to avoid SMDC properties (also because of the feedbacks I’ve read).
Other concerns: I found a unit in Prisma at a great price but it seems like a building is being constructed in front of it. Will that be a big issue? Location is still a concern. Also, this is a bit farther from the center compared to other DMCI properties I mentioned.
I’ve been also trying to look for semi-furnished unit with AC, ref, and cabinet at least so I won’t have to buy them but some units I found are bare and I would have to buy everything. Would you recommend sticking with semi-furnished unit or is it fine to settle with bare unit and buy everything necessary? I’m considering since these bare units have lower prices.
Finally, can you give general tips about renting and looking for a place, please? This entire moving-in and living in the city thing actually scares me, but I have no choice. I would appreciate your replies. Thank you very much.

I recently got into the game, and I'm trying to figure out the next few cards I want to get, but I keep overthinking it and would like some input.

• Current cards:
  • Discover It Chrome $3,300 limit, March 2021
  • Amex Delta SkyMiles Blue $6,000 limit, July 2021
  • Chase FF $5,200 limit, December 2022
  • Chase SP $8,400 limit, April 2023
  • Bilt Mastercard $9,000 limit, May 2023
  • Amex BBP $10,000 limit, May 2023
• FICO Score: 754
• Oldest Account: 3 years, 3 months
• Chase 5/24: 4/24, but will be 3/24 in two months
• Income: $50,000
• Average Monthly Spend
  • Rent and Utilities: $1300
  • Dining: $500
  • Groceries: $300
  • Other: $200
• Open to Business Cards: Yes
• What's the purpose of your next card? Travel
• Do you have any cards you've been looking at? Yes, all of them lol
• Are you OK with category spending or do you want a general spending card? No preference

So I have two major international trips planned for next year (Montréal January 2024 and Scandinavia June 2024), so there's opportunity for spend. I want to get myself set up for success with these trips and future travel.
Currently, I'm looking at the Chase Aeroplan card, the Chase Ink Business Cash/Unlimited, the World of Hyatt, and the Venture X. What order should I apply and when? I was thinking August, October and January, but I'm open to ideas or alternative cards—ideally nothing more than $395 AF or $6000 MSR. Thanks so much!

For the longest time I’ve been wanting to travel Latin America for an extended period of time. A year at least. Perhaps two.
I’m a 30 year old American that owns a house and works a 9-5 job. No kids, no girlfriend, just a cat.
My idea is that would put all of my things in storage, rent my home with the help of a property manager. I thought about selling but the idea of having a place to come back to sounds like the smarter option. Plus I can make an additional $400 on top of my mortgage payment which can help facilitate the trip.
Another source of income that I receive is roughly $1800.00 in disability from the government from being injured during my time in the military. All said and done, I’ll bring in roughly $2200 per month without having to work. Now the actual amount I’ll have available to travel will probably be less if I minus the cost of a storage unit, fees associated with having a property manager and other small expenses like my phone bill. Let’s call it $1800 per month.
Will this be enough to travel? I plan on traveling slow. Maybe 30-60 days in each country. I’ll stay at a mix of hostels and cheaper hotels and most likely cook my own food or opt in for street food.

Hello! I am a 30y old, married, no kids, but planning for 1 in next 2-3 years. We operate on combined finance (separate bank accounts, but merged monthly excel tracking). Both of us are salaried, and income increases at an average rate of 8%-10%.
Total Monthly Income (Including deductions, excluding tax): 3.3L (330k)
This excludes annual bonus of 2.5-3L, and RSU stocks of 7L
Planned Expenses:

Rent	25,000
Groceries	10,000
Cook+House help	7,000
Dining out	5,000
Phone/Internet/TV	2,000
Electricity	1,500
Subscriptions	1,000
Fuel	1,000
Travel/taxi	5,000
Misc.	5,000

This turns out to about 62,500 → rounding up to 65,000.
Add to this vacation, home visits and gifts → another 4l a year
We are currently in a decent 2BHK (rented), and purchasing a 3BHK at 1.3 cr (initial 20% down paid, EMI yet to start, under construction, 1cr loan).
We currently do not own a car, but plan to have one (Tata Nexon or equivalent ~ 15L) maybe in 2-3 years.
Because of the home EMI, and saving up for closing cost and interior (required in 1.5 - 2 years, stashing in RD), current savings/investment are on the lower side: 80k-1L spanned across EFP, NPS, MF, FD/RD. We have mostly depleted our emergency fund for the downpayment, and our parents are currently serving that role. They are (reasonably) financially independent (pension).
We currently have about 1.1cr across all our investment & savings, excluding house and other depreciating assets. We have been working for about 8 years.
FIRE expectations:
We would love to get into FATFIRE. We want to inflate our living a bit, go on more vacation and hopefully own a luxury car (Audi/BMW, but this one is more of a good to have). I did some basic calculations for normal FIRE and found in 15y, about 10cr should be fine. How much do we actually need for FAT FIRE and is it achievable in 15 years? If not, Is it achievable in 15 years if we start freelancing at that point and expect to earn 50k (50k at 15 years from now, not inflation adjusted 50k of now) per month?
Please let know if I missed any important information.

I live near the west Macgregor area, thought I’d post this reminder after what happened in my neighborhood. I was leaving my apartment around 5 pm and saw a big black Infinity SUV with dealer tags break in to a car parked on the street outside my complex. Two tall skinny black men in the car, one driving and one doing the crime. I called the police and tried to capture a good photo of the plate but they drove off too quickly. This is just reminder for the area, always hide your belongings and be vigilant about parking in street parking near here! The owner of the car said they had only parked for 30 minutes, these breakins can happen very quickly and even in broad daylight.

I've been with my boyfriend almost five years and I can't take much more of this. I have a list of other valid reasons, but right now the thing eating me up the most, is that I have a chronic illness. He takes care of me, sure, but what he won't do is marry me. In the area I live in, receiving Medicaid or any public assistance is calculated by the income of your entire household, not the individual who is asking for assistance unless they're homeless or in a roommate situation. Since we have a joint bank account, and he has a high paying job, I don't qualify. I've been denied the last two times I applied. He knows I'm in pain. He knows that I need medical assistance. I can barely work because my body is literally falling apart. I've needed to go to the Emergency Room a couple of times, and all he does is just let me waste away in the bedroom while I cry myself to sleep from pain and pure exhaustion. I think it's technically fraud to marry someone for insurance benefits, but I really did want to get married for love before all my access to medical care was taken away because of his promotion.... I'm terrible for that and I know it... He told me he wanted to have a life, marriage and family together, but he doesn't act on it. I've been hinting marriage since our 1 year anniversary, and telling him since our second. A few years ago, my doctor recommended I have kids sooner rather than later because I might need a big surgery down the road which would complicate childbearing) but we haven't had any yet. My health has only been rapidly declining as of recently, because I haven't had medical care in almost two years. I know it's a factor now so maybe that's why he doesn't love me anymore.. I guess he doesn't realize that with a doctor's assistance I could actually get better??? Maybe I wouldn't be perfect, but better. He doesn't communicate his feelings, doesn't consider me, and shows me no affection. I don't know if I'm a fool who deserved it, or a fool who waited so long for love it tore them apart from the inside out. Literally and figuratively. All I know is that it's over. I can't love someone who can watch their partner suffer and not do anything in their power to help them fix it. I've spent too many nights in a dark room gasping for air because the pain is so unbearable. I just want to see my doctor, refill my prescriptions (which haven't been filled in over a year and a half) and run home to mom and dad.

Hey everyone,
My landlord sent me a notice of eviction for missed payment and an notice of eviction for accidently opening his mail.
I have never missed a payment for rent, and I can prove that rent was paid on the 1st or before the 1st of each month (Bank statements) so I don't understand why he is claiming missed payments.
As I was opening my own mail, I wasn't paying attention and accidentally opened two letters addressed to him (he does not live at this address and I never receive mail other than my own for the past two years). Upon opening the letters, I immediately put them back in their envelope and contacted him apologizing and asking him if he wants me to forward those letters.
Anyway, we called me a criminal and served me both of these notices on the 1st.
Where to go from here? I already paid for this month rent even before he sent the missed payment notice and I will dispute the one month notice. What else can be done?
Thank you