Heyyy. Looking for someone who is not rushing things. We are strangers thats for sure but lets take things slow and get to know each other then decide if we can take it to the next level. By not rushing i meant, not asking yet for pictures, anything than can cause discomfort as i should say. Lets just give the basic info that we need then lets start from there. We cant hurry love nga ika nila so why not take things slow. Malay natin sulit pala :) Oh btw may kinda requirements lang ako or preference. Hindi naman siya physical attributes or what atleast naman pasok ka:
Hindi siguro 23 and below sa age Within manila or near metro manila. Height ( it doesnt matter) School (doesnt matter. Big 4 or hindi) Weight ( doesnt matter also)
A little bit about me: im from manila, 30years young,been single for 3 years already, former athlete, a bit of a gamer, loves animals, 5’10 in height and plus size:)
So if you are interested msg me pls :)
Oh no nsfw stuff pls Reposting
Dont msg if you are just bored

ممکن است تا به حال برایتان سوال پیش آمده باشد که چگونه باتری شارژی را از معمولی تشخیص دهیم؟ به طور کلی در خرید باتری قلمی https://anaram.shop/category/battery/aa-size/ و نیم قلمی در نظر داشته باشید که این باتری ها از نظر ظاهری به یکدیگر شبیه هستند و فقط از نظر ابعادی با یکدیگر متفاوت می باشند. باتری‌های نیم قلمی (AAA) قابل شارژ از نوع نیکل متال هیدرید یا نیکل کادمیوم هستند. قیمت باتری شارژی با تکنولوژی نیکل متال هیدرید نسبت به قیمت باتری نیکل کادمیوم کمتر است. اما باید در نظر داشته باشید برای پاسخ به سوال از کجا بفهمیم باتری قلمی قابل شارژ است؟ می بایست از روش های مختلفی استفاده نمایید.

روش اول

اصلی ترین روش شناخت یک باتری شارژی از باتری های معمولی، توجه به اطلاعات روی بسته بندی باتری است. زمانی که شما از یک برند معتبر خرید باتری شارژی را انجام دهید. میتوانید اطلاعات کامل در خصوص ساختار و نوع باتری را روی بسته بندی آن مشاهده کنید. بعد از بررسی مشخصات بسته بندی باتری، ساده ترین راه برای تهیه یک باتری شارژی، این است که از فروشنده درخواست کنید تا یک باتری شارژی را برای خرید به شما بدهد. می‌توانید بهترین محصولات شرکت وارتا را از فروشگاه معتبر آنارام با قیمتی مناسب سفارش دهید.

روش دوم

روش بعدی برای تشخیص باتری قلمی شارژی این است که به قیمت‌ها دقت کنیم. قیمت باتری های شارژی به طرز مشهودی بالاتر از قیمت باتری های معمولی است. علت این تفاوت قیمت در این است که یک باتری نیم قلمی شارژی از نظر ساختار با باتری غیرقابل شارژ بسیار متفاوت هست و به خاطر امکان شارژ مجدد، ماندگاری طولانی‌تری نیز دارند. البته توجه داشته باشید که هر باتری گران قیمتی صرفا شارژی نیست.

نحوه شارژ باتری شارژی

باتری های شارژی به دو روش مختلف شارژ می‌شود: هوشمند و غیرهوشمند. باتری‌های AAA غیریکسان ممکن است به مدل شارژر باتری هوشمند وصل شوند و می‌توانند بدون تداخل در شارژ یکدیگر به شارژ شدن خود ادامه دهند و پس از شارژ شدن هر باتری، شارژر به طور خودکار فرآیند شارژ را متوقف می‌کند. در نتیجه این عملیات عمر باتری قابل شارژ را افزایش می‌دهد. نحوه کارکردن شارژر باتری سخت نیست اما نکاتی دارند که مستلزم است به منظور افزایش طول عمر دستگاه حتما به آن‌ها توجه شود.

کدام باتری قلمی قابل شارژ است

اگر به دنبال خرید باتری قابل شارژ هستید، بهترین راه برای تشخیص توجه به علائم روی باتری و نوشته قابل شارژ بودن “rechargeable” یا تکنولوژی “NiCd, NiMH” حک شده به روی باتری یا بسته بندی است. (البته باتری های شارژی برند وارتا آلمان همگی به رنگ سبز طراحی و تولید می‌شوند و شما به راحتی می‌توانید آن‌ها را از باتری های غیر قابل شارژ تشخیص دهید.)
بنابراین اگر به دنبال این هستید که بفهمید باتری‌هایی که در خانه دارید، شارژی هستند یا غیر قابل شارژ (به اصطلاح معمولی)، می‌بایست به تکنولوژی باتری و نوشته های حک شده به روی بدنه یا بسته بندی آن توجه نمایید.
باتری شارژی 2600 یکی از انواع پرکاربرد باتری‌های شارژی به شمار می‌آیند که برای انواع دستگاه‌های دیجیتالی، تجهیزات الکترونیکی و کامپیوتری، چراغ‌قوه، اسباب بازی و بسیاری موارد دیگر مورد استفاده قرار می‌گیرد.

نحوه محاسبه مدت زمان شارژ باتری قلمی

از آنجایی که مدل‌های مختلفی از شارژر باتری وجود دارد، مدت زمان شارژ باتری شارژی 2100 و اینکه باتری شارژی چقدر باید در دستگاه شارژر باشد، متفاوت است. در واقع مدت زمان شارژ باتری قلمی بر اساس ظرفیت باتری و خروجی میلی آمپر شارژر تعیین می‌شود.
برای محاسبه زمان تقریبی شارژ باتری تنها کافی است، میلی آمپر باتری را بر توان خروجی تقسیم کرده و سپس عدد به دست آمده را ضرب در ولتاژ باتری کنید.
در ادامه با استفاده از فرمول بالا مدت زمان شارژ باتری قابل شارژ قلمی 2400 میلی‌آمپر ساعتی 1.2 ولت با شارژر 100 میلی آمپری و بار دوم با شارژر 350 میلی آمپری 3.5 برابر قدرتمندتر از شارژر اول، محاسبه می‌کنیم:
محاسبه مدت زمان شارژ باتری 2400 mA با شارژر باتری 100 میلی آمپری:
2400 (میلی آمپر باتری ) تقسیم بر 100 (توان خروجی شارژر) = 24
24 × 1.2 (میلی آمپر باتری ) = 28.8
محاسبه مدت زمان شارژ باتری 2400 mA با شارژر باتری 350 میلی آمپری :
2400 (میلی آمپر باتری ) تقسیم بر 350 (توان خروجی شارژر) = 6.8
6.8 × 1.2 (ولتاژ باتری) = 8.2
با توجه به فرمول بالا،‌ 8.2 ساعت (8 ساعت و 12 دقیقه) زمان می برد تا باتری شارژ شود.
یکی از کاربردی‌ترین شارژرهای باتری که برای ابتدایی‌ترین مصارف هر خانه‌ای پیشنهاد می‌شود شارژر باتری Pocket می‌باشد که قابلیت شارژ همزمان 2 یا 4 باتری را داشته و با ابعادی جمع‌وجور و قابل حمل، باتری‌ها را بین 8 تا 16 ساعت شارژ می‌کند.

باتری نیم قلمی چند ساعت شارژ میشود

از آن‌جایی که مدل‌های مختلفی از باتری‌های نیم قلمی وجود دارند، مدت زمان شارژ باتری نیم قلمی با توجه به ظرفیت باتری و خروجی میلی آمپر شارژی متفاوت خواهد بود.
در واقع برای محاسبه این که باتری نیم قلمی چند ساعت شارژ می‌شود‌ ؟ با استفاده از فرمول استاندارد محاسبه مدت زمان شارژ باتری، زمان استاندارد را محاسبه کنید.
فرمول محاسبه مدت زمان شارژ باتری نیم قلمی
(میلی آمپر باتری ÷ توان خروجی باتری × ولتاژ باتری)
برای مثال جهت محاسبه مدت زمان شارژ باتری نیم قلمی 1000 mA با شارژر باتری 100 میلی آمپری:
ابتدا باتری 1000 میلی آمپر نیم قلمی شارژی را بر 100 (توان خروجی شارژر) تقسیم می‌کنیم: 1000÷100=10
سپس عدد به دست آمده را بر ولتاژ باتری 1.2 ضرب می‌کنیم: 10×1.2=12
با توجه به فرمول بالا 12 ساعت طول می‌کشد تا باتری نیم قلمی 1000 میلی آمپری با شارژر 100 میلی آمپری به طور کامل شارژ شود.

زمان شارژ باتری قلمی و نیم قلمی با شارژر باتری وارتا

بطور کلی مدت زمان شارژ باتری قلمی و نیم قلمی به کیفیت شارژر باتری، تکنولوژی ساخت آن و برند سازنده بستگی دارد. در مورد شارژر باتری وارتا آلمان هم مدت زمان های گفته شده صدق می‌کند و حتی در برخی از موارد به دلیل کیفیت بالا و اصل بودن دستگاه، با کاهش مدت زمان شارژ باتری ها رو به رو خواهید بود. در جدول زیر تعدادی از دستگاه‌های شارژر باتری وارتا به همراه مدت زمان شارژ باتری بیان شده است.
همانطور که مشاهده می‌کنید شارژر باتری LCD Ultra Fast plus می‌تواند در مدت زمان 15 دقیقه بطور کامل باتری‌ها را شارژ کند.
منبع: https://anaram.shop/blog/duration-method-charging-batteries/

Even though we got more stash tabs through season in D3, I think we really need more, also by keeping non-season players in mind, stash tabs.
Now with Aspects, MMORPG-esque items like potions, even with 4 containers the stash size is too small. I've started leveling other characters and it was an absolute pain. I had to throw away several items for another build or saved aspects to even have stash for the most generic rare items.
Please increase the stash tab size and let us unlock separate stash tabs for alts by leveling them.
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Looking for someone to talk to.. this can be a long term thing if we click.. Everyone needs someone to rant to, chat or just plainly to listen. I can be that someome for you and maybe, you can be that someone for me too..its much easier to talk to a stranger at times and be yourself no judgement please ✌️.
𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄:
💋32 yrs old originally from South (Cavite) but currently here in Bicol (Naga)
💋A mom already (yes i have 3kids already going 2mos un youngest) (im still with the father of my kiddos so if ur not comfortable talking with someone into it dont give a try na)
💋Chubby/PlusSize frame (yes malaman po, thicc curvy ganern)
💋Can rate myself (face) maybe 5/10 well depende nalang dn sa paningin, 5'5" in height,fair skin.
💋I'm a ᴠɪʀɢᴏ ♍
💋Clingy, Sweet, Moody, Mataray, may Topak minsan.
𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔:
💋Can tolerate above INTRO . plus kung may tattoo ka ♥️ (kinikilig ang lola mo sa may mga tattoo)
💋𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄𝐍 .. And ᴀᴜᴛᴏ ᴘᴀss ᴛᴏ ғᴏʀᴇɪɢɴᴇʀs.
💋Fun to talk and can carry conversation 😊
💋PASS AGAD sa hambog , kupal at masyadong bilib sa sarili, MASUNGIT at discriminative . Pass nalang sa nanggghost 👻👻 at NANGGHOST SA AKIN tanda ko kayo 😒😠 .
Please introduce yourself and let's check if we vibe 😉.

tl;dr Some people in the Taco community are awesome.
So this afternoon I'm driving out in the middle of nowhere central NY eastbound on Rte 17 . I've already driven 8 hours and I have another five to go before I get home. I'm hauling around 1000lbs of antique tools with two anvils in the bed and the double cab packed to the roof. My left rear tire explodes at 65mph on a downhill right hand curve and I can barely get it off the road safely. Plus it's raining. So I get out, unpack about 100 handsaws from the back seat, and get the jack kit out.
I've changed tires before, but never on the side of a highway and never on a Tacoma. I'm assembling the tool to drop the spare when a 1st gen Taco pulls up behind me and puts his hazards on. He stays about a hundred yards in back of me and a bit out into the right lane to try to warn the oncoming traffic that there's a breakdown ahead. The kid driving (I say kid but he's probably 20s and I'm 46 so everyone is a kid to me) walks over and offers me some help. He said he was driving the opposite way and saw a Taco pulled over with a flat. He must have gone to the next exit a couple of miles down the road, turned around, and came up behind me. We talk Tacomas for a bit while trucks are flying by a few feet away. We get the tire changed easily in less than 10 minutes. I offered him some money as thanks, but he said no. I made him take it because that's a damn decent thing to do for a total stranger. Plus I had some good luck last week so I decide to pass it on. I can't even remember his name. I just got home safe. The OEM tire is toast with only 6k miles on it- there's a thumb-sized blowout on the sidewall.
Thanks Taco dude.

I am attending a concert at an outdoor venue tomorrow with my Dad and when searching their bag policy, I stumbled upon this under the website’s FAQs:
Can I bring medication into the show?
We recommend that if a prescription medication is necessary you only bring the medication in a quantity appropriate to the amount of time you will be visiting. Please bring it in a sealed package with the printed prescription label. If at all possible, please bring a copy of the written prescription. Be aware that photo identification may be requested by security or authorities upon entry.
Uh, TSA isn’t even that strict? And I have significant health issues (purchased ADA seating for this show so will be in my manual wheelchair) and take 23 different medications on a scheduled basis (but will need to take about 5 of those during the time that we are there) as well as will bring and likely need several as needed meds - again all prescribed. I can’t carry that many original bottles with me for a multitude of reasons.
1) Only bring as much as you need for while you’re there: Okay - cool - where do you expect me to store the rest of my 90 day supply of each of those meds since you only want me to bring that one pill BUT yet still in the original container that has the rx label on it. That’s up to 80 some pills times 5 that you want me to store in my home in unlabeled containers in what, ziplock baggies? Tupperware? Talk about not safe! Also - 2 of my meds are liquid - again where would you like me to squirt the rest of my remaining 900mL of liquid oxycodone so that it can be in the original bottle. And then how do I go about getting it back in? It’s not a traditional opening. It has a valve that only allows a special syringe about the width of a pen to be inserted to suck out the liquid in small amounts since it’s so concentrated. When I travel on planes and go through TSA everything is just in my daily pill boxes for the week with nothing labeled except the liquid oxycodone for obvious reasons. When not traveling, I have a very tiny bottle I keep it in since 900mL is ridiculous to carry around but it doesn’t have a prescription label so I’d literally only have 60mL in a 900mL bottle. Also - I literally will not be home till the next day so would need larger quantities than just what’s needed during the show, plus my night time and morning pill boxes. Again, taking public transportation so no car to store it in. Had I read this policy before 10pm tonight - the night before the concert - I could have dropped the AM & PM pill boxes off at my parents where I’ll be staying but it never occurred to me to check for a medication policy. I only stumbled upon it when looking up the bag size/type policy.
2) It’s a downtown venue in an inner city at night. All bags must be clear according to their policy. And I am taking public transportation. I am already in a wheelchair so am vulnerable to being mugged anyway. Especially if they see a bunch of pill bottles and such in my bag. People have been shot for way less. Recently read an article on a random sub here that a convenience store robber shot and killed the worker over having to pay $4 and change for something he didn’t feel he should. My meds are worth far more than that and I’d prefer to make it there and back without fear of being shot.
3) What does a “sealed” package of meds mean? I think of sealed meaning like the plastic wrap is still around the lid of a drink.
4) Can they legally ask to see a paper written prescription from my doctor since it has diagnostic information on it? Isn’t that a HIPPA violation?
5) And again - I feel like asking to see my ID and matching it is both a HIPPA and a safety violation. Now the checker has my address and would know where to go to get 90 days worth of meds that have high street value.
The whole thing just feels ableist, wrong, and a violation of my privacy rights. I feel like I want to call this event company and educate them on how ablesist this policy really is and how it’s unrealistic for some people. Thoughts?

I just hope that people see this post, that they might start spreading the news before it’s too late. Something big is coming, something ancient, something older than any of us could have ever imagined. It might be too late. I don’t know what will become of me, of the people I love that I might never see again, by the time you are reading this. But I implore you to listen and take this story seriously, because it could save your life. Or not. I don’t know yet how deep this goes. If it’s true, if what I think is true…God help us. Nothing can save us now.
I’ll start at the beginning, because you need to understand how long this has been happening, and the implications of what is possible now that it’s getting worse. Over winter break, I went to visit my friend from high school, Jackson, in Vermont. He goes to Bennington College, studies Social Sciences with a minor in Linguistics. Smart guy. He used to write my papers for me in English class, and I would pay him back in six packs. That’s always how it was: him, studious and put together, and me itching to get outside. I was constantly on the move, biking through the forests behind my house, trail-running, building a treehouse for my little brothers, you name it. I wanted to get my hands dirty, get into nature. I guess that’s why I opted out of college, and went for camp counselor positions and summer gigs until I secured a conservation job with a park near home. Nature is important to me, and I want to do my part as the generation that has a responsibility to heal the world.
The outside was what called me to Bennington, aside from the fact that I missed my best buddy. I don’t remember when it was first brought to my attention, but I became aware of murmurings of Bennington’s rocky past online about a few months before I was set to visit Jackson. Being an experienced outdoorsman, I wasn’t afraid; on the contrary, I was rather excited to get out there and prove my worth to Jackson and his college buddies, who were far less athletic than I am. Looking back, I’m kicking myself for being so cocky. I can’t believe I ever thought of my best friend in that way.
From what I could see on the internet, Bennington College’s history was a long and often sinister one. There were videos about people vanishing into thin air: a girl wearing a red parka went for a hike alone and was never found, an experienced man leading an outdoor expedition disappeared in the woods, a woman fell into a stream, doubled back to the campsite to change her clothes, but never made it to the site, a man on a bus disappeared from the vehicle at a stop but left all of his luggage, a teenage boy was waiting in his mother’s truck and when she came back, he was mysteriously gone…I wish I could say these stories deterred me from poking my head somewhere where it didn’t belong.
Instead, I only grew more curious. What was going on in this so-called “Bennington Triangle?” I was in a unique position to investigate this phenomenon for myself. Many people hear about strange occurrences and the intrigue piques their interest, but they never have the chance to see it for themselves. But I could. I knew I could hold my own out in the wilderness—it was literally my job! Besides, I was a strong, slightly stubborn young man, built steadily, and I could protect myself well. What could possibly happen to me out in those woods, much less to a group of young college-aged men? The people who went missing most likely made one fatal mistake that cost them their lives, or maybe it was all just a big coincidence. Either way, I was about to find out for myself.
It was halfway through December when I left to meet up with Jackson. I got there on the last day of classes, and Jackson told me he would be busy until later in the day. I assumed he was cramming for a final, and I told him it was no big deal, I would meet up with him and maybe meet some of his buddies later. Besides, I had some plans of my own.
The most famous missing persons case in Bennington went cold, and is still unsolved to this day. The case is a tragic one, and I didn’t want to be insensitive by going around asking for information or throwing around names. Everything I needed, I found online. Paula Welden was the name of the girl in the red parka that went missing. Allegedly, she left campus one day to go on a hike by herself. She left the campus around 3pm and hitchhiked to an entrance to the Long Trail, a trail that runs for almost 300 miles from Massachusetts all the way to the Canadian Border. She wasn’t dressed to be outside for long, but as the story goes, she never made it back from the trail.
There was one sighting of her, however, that particularly interested me. A man reported that he had seen her running around, rather erratically, in the bottom of a gravel pit near the entrance to campus, and I wanted to see if there was anything left of the pit. Because I’m experienced with many different kinds of natural phenomena, I initially wondered if there wasn’t a natural explanation for her distressed behavior. I thought maybe there might be an insect nest or an infestation of small animals at the bottom of the pit that she might have disturbed, so I decided to check it out in my free time.
After the RA checked me in and I tossed my luggage into Jackson’s dorm, I packed a small backpack with essentials: water, sunscreen, energy bars, mini first aid kit, some rope, a utility tool, a flashlight, and a lightweight jacket. Then I headed out towards the pit.
The first thing I noticed was how much smaller the pit seemed. According to the eyewitness description of the incident, Paula was running up and down the side of a deep gravel pit, but what lay in front of me now was something much more shallow. I walked down into the center of what was left of the pit, but I could easily see over the edges. The small, dark fragments of rock crunched and ground together under my hiking boots, and the slowly sinking midday sun bounced off of the remnants of white snow around me. It was an unusually sunny day for winter, and the snow was, curiously, letting up for my visit. But the good luck for me ran out here—there seemed to be nothing to investigate at this location. My hopes of finding any evidence of insect or pest infestation that could have disturbed the girl were dashed, maybe buried several feet underground.
I lingered awhile, kicking at the bits of gravel in the small pit. I watched the small rocks scatter over the rest of the gravel, hitting up against the edge of the pit and rolling back down a few inches. I turned to go, but stopped. Maybe it was a trick of my eye, the sun reflecting harshly off of the snow and glinting in my sunglasses, causing me to not see clearly. I walked to the edge of the pit and kicked some more gravel at the side. The small rocks skipped across the uneven surface of the gravel pile, and scattered up the edge of the pit, farther than gravity should allow them to travel. I kicked more, and it happened again. My heart started beating faster.
I crouched down and picked up a small stone. I rolled it gently across the gravel, softly enough that it started to slow when it reached the incline of the side of the pit. I watched, astounded, as the rock slowly rolled uphill about a foot before coming to a stop. I gave a shout of excitement and jumped to my feet.
As I stood up straight I nearly fell back down. In an instant, my hearing seemed to go and I felt an overwhelming sense of claustrophobia. I spun around, thinking someone must be behind me, messing with me, but the sensation of closeness stayed pressing at my back. I spun around again, searching for an explanation. My head was fuzzy. I heard my footsteps, overwhelmingly loud, and I couldn’t hear anything else, almost as if my range of hearing was limited to my immediate surroundings. Like I was trapped in the pit. As soon as those words flashed through my head, the claustrophobia overwhelmed me, pushing up against the very air around my body. The silence built up inside my ears until all I could hear was my muffled footsteps, my desperate breathing, and the blood rushing faster and faster through my body.
I lunged for the edge, clambering up the side as fast as I could. Instantly upon passing over the edge the sounds of the late afternoon bore down on my ears. I stumbled and covered my ears, the chirping of the birds and rustling leaves almost too loud for me to bear.
It’s not that I was scared. Obviously, I was a little shaken up. As I hastened back towards Jackson’s dorm, I tried to rationalize what had just happened to me. Maybe I hadn’t drank enough water and I simply became dizzy. Maybe it was altitude sickness. Maybe a strange bug had bitten me and I temporarily lost my bearings. Nothing quite made sense. I tried to push it from my mind and focus on having a good first day, because soon I would be meeting Jackson’s college buddies.
When I got back to the dorm, Jackson was waiting for me. Fresh from the shower, his hair was damp and he was putting on a clean t-shirt. Pulling me into a hug, he expressed his excitement over my visit, asked me about my flight, what I thought about the campus—all the preliminary niceties. Internally, I breathed a sigh of relief. Even if he noticed, he didn’t pry and try to ask me about my slightly shaking hands, my pale face, or the vague disconnectedness with which I answered his questions.
That night eased my worries slightly. I ended up meeting Jackson’s group of friends and, together, we ventured into downtown Bennington. We hit a few bars and chilled at some of the many breweries in town. Live music, good company, and many, many beers did wonders on my nerves. By the end of the night, I had completely forgotten all about my encounter in the gravel pit. Jackson’s friends were nice guys, and I was too busy feeling proud about my best friend coming out of his shell in college. When he left, I had my doubts, but it was crystal clear that Jackson was really coming into himself at this school.
The festivities continued for the next few days: the guys were stoked to be done with their final exams and excited to connect with Jackson’s old friend, so we spent our time drinking and hanging out, bumping music and generally having a blast. It was almost enough for me to forget about one of the very reasons I was excited to be in Bennington in the first place.
It’s been a few days since that incident. I had even almost started to feel better about the whole thing. Maybe it was a mistake to poke around in old history, and maybe I should just focus on living my own life and fulfilling my own passions, working to heal nature as best as I can. But now Jackson and his friends want to go on a hike, and I’m starting to feel that same claustrophobia creeping back in. What the hell is out there, and why do I feel like I shouldn’t be messing with it?
Jackson chose the hike, not me. It was like him; he was the researcher, he was the one who looked at details, so he suggested we hike on the Long Trail. It intersected with the Appalachian Trail, and maybe I wasn’t paying attention when Jackson explained this to me, because it didn’t raise any alarms about the missing persons cases. Paula Welden went missing on the Long Trail, sure—but she wasn’t with a group of capable college guys like I was.
We packed some backpacks, crushed a beer or two for celebratory sakes, and set off on the trail. I let myself feel excited as we stomped through the trees, Jackson and his friends decked out in their matching red Bennington shirts from graduation. The hike was long. It was tedious. I don’t know when I first started noticing the weird aspects around us until about an hour in. The others didn’t pay any mind to these things, but I saw them: leaves drifting in the air with no breeze, snowflakes trapped in patches of sunlight, floating but unmoving, and that tree. It was a towering douglas fir, half-dead and reaching for the afternoon sun with bare branches. Each time I looked over my shoulder to check for hikers behind us or glanced ahead to see what awaited us, it was there. At first I assumed my eyes were playing tricks on me. After all, we had been hiking for a few hours.
Only when we stopped for a breather and Jackson pointed at a nearby stream did the weird things become too much for me. We were hiking on an incline, and we were exhausted, but when Jackson knelt beside this stream, it was flowing uphill. By then I was a little panicked. I freaked out, telling them that we needed to head back. Who cares if we hadn’t reached the halfway point yet? Was there even a halfway point? It felt like we had been walking for miles!
One of Jackson’s buddies opened up a map of the trail on his phone, and it was blank. He had service and bars, but the map was just…gone. Shocked with sudden fear, we immediately turned and headed back down the path. The sky darkened within minutes of us retracing our steps. Somehow, night was falling, despite us beginning the hike only a few hours prior. I tried to point it out, pulling Jackson aside when we slowed our pace to pass around a bottle of water. But Jackson was terrified and unfocused, and when I asked him what was wrong, we realized that one member of our five-person group was missing. How had we not noticed?
So, we made a U-turn and headed back up the mountain. Twenty minutes later, we found his torn university shirt. I turned the red fabric over in my hands, panicked and bewildered. When I looked up to scan our surroundings, I saw that same Douglas fir directly to my left. I was shocked, and the rest of the group must have noticed. We looked at each other and saw the panic rising on our faces. What the hell was happening?
I only had one goal at this point: we had to get down the mountain to call for help.
We decided to do our best to follow the trail on the way we came up, but only once daylight broke; it was difficult to make out the trail in the dark cover of the night, so I insisted it would be too dangerous. Someone could fall and get seriously injured, we could all get separated in the dark, or worse. So we did our best to hunker down and build a makeshift shelter to wait out the night, but it wasn’t easy. I can only describe the sounds we heard as otherworldly. Despite the lack of animals in the woods, nature seemed to be alive around us. The clicking of bugs kept me wide awake, but the noises were louder and deeper than I had ever heard. The baying of giant wolves, so close I imagined them coming up directly behind us. The snuffling of something in the underbrush, but from a cavernous creature larger than any moose could ever be.
Where had these animals been in the daytime? Why did it feel like they were surrounding us now?
I don’t know how I ever fell asleep, but when I awoke in the morning, the sun was beating down on us. From the sheen of sweat on my forehead to the dreadful pit in my stomach, I could tell something was horribly wrong.
When I scrambled to my feet and glanced around the area, I realized that only Jackson and I remained at our site. It was us, the clothes on our backs, and the demure amount of leftover supplies in our pockets: keys, gum wrappers, half-eaten power bars, and anything else that was ultimately unhelpful. We had been stranded on the forest floor, us against nature, as if something had swooped in from above and whisked Jackson’s friends under the pitch-black cover of the night.
I frantically took in our surroundings, peering into the bushes and pushing through thorny shrubbery. There were no tracks, no drag marks. Not even broken branches. I told Jackson we had to get out of there, and fast. I knew we needed to find the closest trailhead and book it down the mountain. Jackson ran so fast he nearly chipped a tooth on a steep hill. He was trying to keep up with me since I was faster by a long shot. All that sports stuff in high school paid off in the moment, so I almost felt bad leaving him in the dust. I called back over my shoulder to him every minute or so, making sure he was there.
He stuck with me for the most part. His t-shirt got torn by overhanging branches at one point, leaving a nasty scrape almost as red as the decimated fabric. I found myself struggling to remember if he was wearing that shirt to begin with, back when we started.
Then I decided I was losing it. It was like a fight against nature, Jackson and me against the blaring sun and sloping trail. Eventually, Jackson starts glaring menacingly at the passing scenery, cursing loudly and deliriously at everything surrounding us.
When we stumbled upon a trail marker, we barely had enough energy to celebrate. While we caught our breath, I tried to calm Jackson down. Something told me that cursing out Mother Nature wasn’t the best idea right now. Whatever was sicking the elements on us wouldn’t appreciate the nasty things he was saying about them. But he was terrified, and nothing I said could slap any reason into him. I had to lead us to safety, get us out of here.
Suddenly, I heard a sound in the distance. But unlike everything else we had heard so far, this one was man made. Jackson heard it too, and started yelling about a helicopter. He made a break off to the left, towards the sound, and I bolted after him. Somehow, he burst out into a tiny clearing.
Ripping off his red Bennington shirt, he started calling out and waving it in the air like a rescue flag. He jumped and shouted, but as the helicopter got closer, the unbelievable happened. The clearing started shrinking, tree branches reaching from either side to close the gap and obscure us from the view of the pilot. Jackson screamed in fury, cursing the forest like never before.
Then the chopper must have been lowering down towards the treelike because the wind picked up, blowing in circles around us like the blades were inches from our heads, faster and faster, more violent by the second.
The brush beneath our feet blew up in the air along with the topsoil and dead leaves, obscuring our vision. We could hear each other gasping for breath, trying to keep the debris out of our eyes and coughing. I flung my arms out into the space around me, calling for my best friend and reaching out for his hands. But then I felt something shift. The decaying leaves around me smelled stronger. The wind became more vicious. The earth trembled beneath my feet, and I thought I felt something looming above me, breathing down my neck but also looking straight into my unseeing eyes.
Then it clicked. Jackson's red shirt, the gravel pit, Paula's erratic behavior, the other missing hikers...something was picking these people off, luring them deeper into the woods where they were sure to never be seen again. Did the color red cause whatever it was to literally see red, like a sick, twisted joke? Like a giant bull in front of a matador? What kind of creature could it be? Such a stealthy hunter, a commanding presence that made man tremble at the sensation of its mere aura...I couldn't even think about it without snapping my mind.
Before the flurry of leaves and moist earth settled back onto the ground, I knew Jackson was gone. I knew the chopper hadn’t seen us and that I was on my own now. I tried not to panic as I felt like every hidden eye in the forest was staring me down, sizing me up. I took off blindly, but where to, I didn’t know. After what seemed like hours of desperately sprinting, I saw a pile of rocks in the distance. Shelter, I thought, and decided to rest there for a minute to get my wits back about me.
Then I had an idea. With what little juice I had in my phone and whatever cell service luck would afford me, I knew I had to send out a warning. For some reason, I didn’t think about myself. I didn’t think about dying, disappearing, or whatever had happened to my friends. If the nature around me would be the thing to end my life, so be it. I had decided to dedicate my life to nature long ago: to save it from my fellow man, to preserve its beauty, and to keep it out of the wrong hands, the people that wanted to use its power for evil and to bring about the harm of those around them. I know it sounds ridiculous to be thinking about when my life was at stake, but I knew it was what I needed to do.
From my makeshift hiding spot in the rocks, I began furiously typing my story with what little battery I had left on my phone. When my hands started cramping, I used the voice option. I didn’t care. I just had to get my story out there.
For an hour , I’d been trying to put it all down in words. I couldn't believe my luck, that my battery hadn’t run out yet.
I had almost gone to the end when I felt the same creeping silence begin to close in on me. It was as if the forest was falling silent around me, and that silence was racing in on all sides, but it was different from when I was in the gravel pit. There was more to the sensation this time, not just the sinking, breathless feeling and the loss of hearing.
Somewhere deep within the forest, but at the same time, only miles away, I heard an awful rumbling sound, something I’ve never heard before. Nothing like the helicopter, not even the giant animals I was convinced I had heard in the night. I can't even think of a word to describe it, but it filled me with a frantic kind of dread that I’ve never felt before. I feel it in the ground. My entire body wants to run as fast as I can, but it’s like I’m glued to the ground. I taste metal in my mouth like maybe I bit my cheek or the dirt from the wind or I bit on a rock, I spit and I can’t get it out. I’m going to open an app and copy and paste it so people can know while I still can type I’m shaking so hard they have to know.
And the smell I’m smelling it’s like fruit that’s gone ripe, but it keeps getting more ripe, a sickly sweetness that keeps building mixed with the smell of the richest earth imaginable.
This is happening now, I’m smelling this now and It’s it’s like I’m trapped under the shadow of some thing bigger something that’s taking the shadow away from the trees and I can’t see the shadow of the trees anymore and the ground around me is trembling. It’s like I can hear the trees calling out to whatever it is, that’s walking towards me or flying I can’t tell, everything is stretching and growing out towards me. No behind me above me something is coming. I’m I feel better right I feel better than I have in days or however long I’ve been out here I’m not thirsty anymore. I’m not hungry anymore. I feel fuller stronger smarter. My mind is overloading. I’m thinking of 1 million things like I don’t know if I can speak anymore it’s like, it’s like I’m fruit like I’m a ripening on the vine and this giant wings beating above me and the smell is too much I

I find it super dysphoric going out in boymode, but as a girl only 2 months on E I have no idea how to dress myself.
I'm overweight, and even though I'm trying to lose weight, its definitely a huge struggle to find clothes tha express how I feel; all the plus size clothes at places like Big W look like grandmothers clothes, and even the largest sizes ive ordered from Shien are too small for me.
I know fashion is a personal thing, but I just want to feel pretty.
Anyway, tl:dr, are there any larger transladies who can give me some tips on where to buy nice clothes? Preferably on the budget friendly side :3

So my BF and I have been in and out of hospitals for stomach issues he's had for the past two months now doctors tell him to eat different because he's a plus size man but we have changed our diet cooking at home started hiking, and still no change they just keep giving is painkillers and nothing close to an answer we've done tests with GIs and nothing. With medical debt piling and our anxieties rising I am left with very little hope in the American medical system. And I'm scared to lose my partner were only 21. So far Gi cocktails have been the only thing to ease the pain

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Just occurred to me that TMG prob owns their separate YouTube page and they just got to 50k+. I hope they get to keep it some how so they don’t have to start over but we should all share their new page every week if they do have to. Let’s all shit our pants together. (Very Tiny Plus side there might be another kiss milestone for sub count tho)

If you do nothing else, PLEASE read the 'Instructions' section before continuing on to the mod lists!

New users run the risk of having content spoiled for them otherwise, and all users need to read the special installation instructions listed here to install the mod builds properly!

Objective & Structure of the Mod Builds
If you've always wanted to mod KOTOR 1 or 2 but have been hesitant--which mods are good, which are compatible?--this resource is here to help.
For over a decade I've worked with the mod community, collating and managing modular packages of compatible mods which I refer to as "mod builds." The goal behind these builds is to find the best KOTOR mods and present them as a fully-compatible & modular archive, allowing users to pick-and-choose the mods they want from a large, vanilla-friendly selection with minimum hassle and no fears of incompatibility. That said, I have never skimped on quality in return for quantity; all mods listed in this thread are lore-friendly, and no mod which significantly alters or interrupts the vanilla experience has been considered for inclusion. The goal for these mod builds is an improvement of the vanilla experience rather than the creation of a new experience.
The builds for both games are divided into Full builds and Spoiler-Free builds. These spoiler-free builds contain mods with censored readmes, to prevent the player from accidentally being spoiled, so even if you are a brand-new player you can still enjoy bugfixes, updated graphics, and most of the full build's added content free of any risk. Most, because the spoiler-free builds also lack mods which have the potential to alter the game's balance from what BioWare/Obsidian intended, to ensure that your first playthrough is the most pure vanilla-plus experience possible.
There are also builds for both games designed to work on mobile devices, containing all the content of their Full or Spoiler-Free counterparts, but without any extremely large or graphically intensive content which could cause issues while running on mobile. This allows users to experience bugfixes, mechanics improvements, added content and some small-scale graphical improvements without risk of your device catching fire.
Each build is modular in nature, meaning that most mods aren't reliant upon one another to function. Because of this, you can choose to either use everything I list, or to pick and choose what you prefer for a personalized experience. You are also, of course, welcome to add additional mods on top of these builds, and although I cannot guarantee their compatibility I would be happy to work with any user to maximize their chances of creating a compatible build.

Why Use These Guides?
If the above has sold you, then by all means, please continue down to the Instructions section. But I understand why it might not have; after all, a premise is all fine and well, but does it deliver?
If you want some additional convincing, I invite you to take a look at this quick list of bullet-points about what the mod builds offer, and why those offerings are unique.

Instructions
In the section below are eight links. Simply choose the game, content package, and platform you'd like and you're set!
As for actually installing these mods, there are a few simple rules to follow:

• Create a deadlystream and nexusmods account. Deadlystream--our main host for KOTOR mods--has a download speed limit for users without an account (which is free). The Nexus has an actual file size limit without an account, so you'll need a Nexus account to download some files.
  
• Install the mods in the order you are presented with them. If you fail to do this, you risk running into bugs, many quite significant. Note that you'll still encounter some warnings on installer mods even when doing this, but those warnings are normal (errors, however, are not). If you want to add new mods which aren't included in these lists to a build, you should reach out to me so we can work together to create an installation order which is stable for you.
  
• Don't attempt to continue an old save after installing these mods. Unless they're just texture files which do not contain files of the .2da filetype, once your game is modded any previous saves you have should be treated as incompatible.
  
• If you are intending to use any content not included in the mod builds, search for and identify that content BEFORE installing the builds! Certain mods have install steps or overwrite requirements that will necessitate you installing them midway through the mod build install, so if you want to use content outside the builds, you should identify that content before you start your install.
  
• Do not use the Nexus's Vortex Mod Manager with either build, or the Steam Workshop alongside the KOTOR 2 mod build! Don't even use a Workshop version of one of the mods present in the KOTOR 2 builds! Both systems have trouble properly functioning with KOTOR mods; you can read more about why this is for the Workshop here.
  
• Be mindful of what mods work with non-English versions of the game. If you are not playing in English, only some mods will be compatible with your game version. Each mod lists whether it is compatible with non-English versions or not, and you will need to either play in English or skip several mods. There's nothing that we can do about this; most mods which modify dialogue only support English. Please also bear in mind that you need to select the language you intend to play in before installing these mods, and CANNOT change your chosen language after you have completed your install (doing so will overwrite many of the mod files downloaded here).
  
• Keep an eye on mod categories and tiers to get an idea of what a mod does and how important I believe it is to use that mod. This is especially important for users of the Spoiler-Free builds, where information will sometimes necessarily be very vague, but it's also helpful for users who don't intend to use the entirety of one of the Full builds. Each mod has a category and a tier, the former of which clarifies the types of changes the mod makes, and the latter of which, on a scale of 1-4, clarifies how important I believe the mod is for getting the best possible experience out of the game. Using this information, you can better judge what mods you would like to use and what you can safely ignore in the course of your build installation.
  
• If you are not installing on a Windows OS, keep this card in mind, as it goes over the various install types present in the builds and will help you determine what mods will be easy to install on your OS, and which might need special support (for instance, using a wrapper to install .exe files on Mac OS).
  
• Follow installation instructions, mine when I provide special instructions and the mod creator's when I have no word to put in. Most of these mods are extremely easy to install, but it's very important to make sure that none of the special install instructions are missed for the sake of mod compatibility.
  
• Keep track of master mods. Some mods require other mods to function, and thus the "master" mod cannot be removed if you want that mod in your build. In the build posts I will list when a mod has a master.
  
• Overwrite any files when prompted. Most of the mods in these builds are fully compatible, but some partially overwrites a part of another mod. These cases are where the install order matters; I have purposefully tailored the installation order so that mods that have compatibility issues are overwritten in the proper order for the game to function as intended, and for all of the changes we're making to be seamless.
  
• New users: be careful with readme files and descriptions! Even for mods that I've censored, there might still be minor spoilers in the readme, and this goes doubly for mods that have included screenshots or file descriptions on their hosting site. When reading about a mod, it's always an excellent rule of thumb to only read so much of the description--and view as few of the screenshots--as are necessary to make sure you know whether you want to use it or not, then the installation instructions (and nothing else).
  

Mod Builds
PC/Mac
KOTOR 1 Spoiler-Free Build
KOTOR 1 Full Build

KOTOR 2 Spoiler-Free Build
KOTOR 2 Full Build

Android/iOS
KOTOR 1 Spoiler-Free Mobile Build
KOTOR 1 Full Mobile Build

KOTOR 2 Spoiler-Free Mobile Build
KOTOR 2 Full Mobile Build

FAQ
It's highly recommended that you read the Builds' FAQ if you have any questions about the current implementation of the Builds, problems with the Builds, or a desire to include mods of your own outside of those available in the Builds!

Changelog
NOTE: Only major changes are reflected in changelogs. The builds undergo constant iterating and compatibility work, but large batches of mods are only added during Revision-level updates.

12/25/2022:

1. Merry Christmas! A new piece of restored content by JC, an alternate ending for DS characters who romance Carth, has been integrated!

12/9/2022:

1. Several dozen new mods across both games.
   
2. Several mods for KOTOR which also work for KOTOR 2 have now been integrated into the KOTOR 2 build list, to make the games more visually consistent across builds and improve overall graphical fidelity.
   
3. Added information on all mods indicating how they are installed (loose-file, TSLPatcher, etc.) and whether or not they are compatible with non-English game versions. De facto, this now makes the builds compatible with non-English game versions, although for the moment, out of necessity, several mods must be skipped when not playing in English.
   
4. Conversion of all .tga-based upscale mods to .tpc, saving several GBs of download size and space on disk.
   
5. Thanks to further collaboration with ShiningRed, tightened up the AI upscale mods to remove the last problem textures, and integrated most of the Nar Shaddaa upscale, which was previously excluded.
   

4/13/2022:
After the most implausible series of delays and problems I've ever encountered, finally, the new build release is out! Highlights follow:

1. Fully supported mobile builds!
   
2. Complete and fully-tested AI upscales of almost all areas and characters for both games!
   
3. Dynamic lightsaber lighting & reflections for both games in all game areas.
   
4. The inclusion of LDR's amazing A Crashed Ship on an Unknown World mod for KOTOR, in my opinion the best piece of added content ever made for these games, hands-down.
   

Changelogs older than 4/13/2022 can be found here!

Special Thanks
Principle thanks to Jcarter426, longtime collaborator and co-author of the mod builds. Without his assistance maintaining and improving guides of this size would not be possible, and a massive debt is owed to him both by myself and the community more broadly.
A very special thanks to my testers! Although I do all the playthrough testing myself these days, the testers of the old builds helped us get to the point we've arrived at today, and as I don't own the games on mobile my mobile testers are critical to every future mobile release!
Special thanks also to all of the modders whose work I've been using over the years, and an especial thanks to DarthParametric, Fair Strides, Deltm, A Future Pilot, and Nomuit, who have at various times all been indispensable helping me with testing, bugfixing, and rebuilding mods to support build compatibility!
Thanks to mattekillert for mocking up the original category and tier images for me, and Amanda from the Discord for updating them for me.

Disclosure Week Highlights: The Pieces are Starting to Come Together. It's Mindboggling. It's too much.
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So far this week we have had lot of news that’s a lot to take in. But a lot of pieces are coming together to to paint a picture that says that basically a lot of, if not the entire bigger picture of is being alleged has already been out there. For some of us this is Disclosure Week. For others its more like Confirmation week. Never the less, here’s a summary of the allegations if you’re trying to stay on top of all this. (It’s moving fast and I’m sure I missed something and probably confused others.) And I try to show what facts these stories establish if proven true. It's like UFOs are the secret connective tissue that links every random big news story together.
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David Grusch in the Debrief drops that the US is in possession of several craft, including intact ones roughly the size of a football field. And that it was illegally withheld from congress. Documents, and verbal testimony given to at least 2 relevant organizations: Congress and the Inspector General.
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- Establishes illegality, Retrieval teams, Bodies, Intact & partial craft.
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We have “Jonathan Grey” saying that the US ultimately took possession of the 1933 Italy UFO at the end of WWII and the Inspector General has documents to prove it.
https://revu-nl.translate.goog/artikel/497168/nieuwe-revu-ziet-nieuw-bewijs-voor-buitenaards-leven-de-ufo-van-mussolini?_x_tr_sl=auto&_x_tr_tl=en&_x_tr_hl=en&_x_tr_pto=wapp
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_ Establishes that crashes are international, and go back at least 90 years that we know of. One releveant Org, the IG, has documents
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The Shellenberger story (whew, this one is a lot) we have multiple anonymous whistleblowers each with 30 years working the UFO subject in the government and at least 2 testified to both AARO and Congress. of lots of details. Says that AARO doesn’t have the authority to even see the stuff. Kirkpatrick withholding stuff from congress. 12-15 craft of different types. Crafts apparently “gifted”to us every so often. Generals have touched the craft (echoes of Gen Jack Sheehan in Vallee’s Vol 5.) We can fly at least one and flight test it in Italy, Belgium, and Indonesia. Allies know about it. Secrecy preventing progress in reverse engineering. Only certain Presidents/politicians read in. https://public.substack.com/p/us-has-12-or-more-alien-space-craft
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- Establishes international cooperation, the stuff above, possible insinuation that triangles are us, possibly link to the Belgian wave. Maybe presidents don’t know ups the illegality/unconstitutionality even more. Unclear what part of this was told to AARO and Congress
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The Herrera daily mail story - Indonesia 2009 apparent US crash recovery team holds 5 marines hostage. Threatens death and prison. Flies off in octagonal craft w/ no sonic boom. Told to AARO, says he was forced to sign an NDAA about the incident. https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-12177943/amp/Marine-vet-breaks-14-year-silence-make-astonishing-claim-six-man-unit-saw-UFO.html
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- Establishes recovery teams active in present day, Possible Second Craft type operated by us. Crafts apparently used to load stuff (maybe other crash retrievals?) Establishes knowledge of break thru propulsion. Location Possibly corroborates witness in the Shellenberger story. Hints that one of the February "Balloons" was a possible US Black Program craft that was shot down.
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Joshua Reid info on Redacted. (WHEW https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VTRx6NSYbkc) a bit more of a “trust me bro” here cuz it’s hard to tell who testified and who didn’t, but the dominoes are falling and making others come forward anyway. 2 more whistleblowers thinking of coming forward.
Clinton’s Email /server scandal. Email supposedly had SAP info about people who were working UFO SAPs and it was being stolen by the Chinese. Trump declassified those emails, possibly had UFO SAP documents at his home.
In this clip he alleges Rep Andre Carson and a few others in congress were shown a DVD of "intelligence community" people talking to aliens. The https://twitter.com/HighlyRetired/status/1667147645666705408v
A “prominent UFO filmmaker” has the DVD as an insurance policy. One guy is the pilot who flew to Varginha and retrieved the beings. Says “supernatural” has come up several times in hearings with.
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Establishes… shit, EVERYTHING. "talking" to Aliens plus "gifting" ships possibly hints at cooperation (Treaties? Federation?) We may eventually see video / stills?? The Woo is coming. Relevant organization: A mix bag of people supposedly talking to congress.
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Shit. Forgot the Dave Grush piece in Le Parisien https://www.leparisien.fsciences/david-grusch-lanceur-dalerte-sur-des-ovnis-ca-peut-etre-extraterrestre-ou-autre-chose-mais-pas-humain-07-06-2023-P73S2REKZJDGNGCEJQBDEIQJTU.php
More Mussolini UFO retrieval, Bell shaped. I think this is the one that says the “Five Eyes” (US UK NZ Canada Australia) and some other US allies cooperate. Possible hints to Kecksberg & Die Glocke. Tie in to Chris Sharp saying the bodies were 7ft tall and blond. Linking "Nordics/Tall Whites" and those Naz i Germany? https://www.liberationtimes.com/home/disclosure-road-leads-to-rome
I didn’t think I’d ever see myself saying I have disclosure fatigue, but here we are. If I can hardly keep up, how are the average Joes and Janes going to handle this when it gets to the mainstream?

TL;DR - The production company want all meds only to be in quantities needed for during the concert and to be in sealed, original bottles that are labeled with the prescription info, plus a written prescription from the physician, and say they can request photo ID to verify all of this.
(Not sure how much this matters but I’m in the US). Also, just as a quick side note, I technically don’t think it’s the venue’s policy but rather the company (promowest productions) who is putting on the show, but here is the wording from their website:
Under website’s FAQs:
Can I bring medication into the show?
We recommend that if a prescription medication is necessary you only bring the medication in a quantity appropriate to the amount of time you will be visiting. Please bring it in a sealed package with the printed prescription label. If at all possible, please bring a copy of the written prescription. Be aware that photo identification may be requested by security or authorities upon entry.
Uh, TSA isn’t even that strict? And I have significant health issues (purchased ADA seating for this show so will be in my manual wheelchair) and take 23 different medications on a scheduled basis (but will need to take about 5 of those during the time that we are there) as well as will bring and likely need several as needed meds - again all prescribed. I can’t carry that many original bottles with me for a multitude of reasons.
1) Only bring as much as you need for while you’re there: Okay - cool - where do you expect me to store the rest of my 90 day supply of each of those meds since you only want me to bring that one pill BUT yet still in the original container that has the rx label on it. That’s up to 80 some pills times 5 that you want me to store in my home in unlabeled containers in what, ziplock baggies? Tupperware? Talk about not safe! Also - 2 of my meds are liquid - again where would you like me to squirt the rest of my remaining 900mL of liquid oxycodone so that it can be in the original bottle. And then how do I go about getting it back in? It’s not a traditional opening. It has a valve that only allows a special syringe about the width of a pen to be inserted to suck out the liquid in small amounts since it’s so concentrated. When I travel on planes and go through TSA everything is just in my daily pill boxes for the week with nothing labeled except the liquid oxycodone for obvious reasons. When not traveling, I have a very tiny bottle I keep it in since 900mL is ridiculous to carry around but it doesn’t have a prescription label so I’d literally only have 60mL in a 900mL bottle. Also - I literally will not be home till the next day so would need larger quantities than just what’s needed during the show, plus my night time and morning pill boxes. Again, taking public transportation so no car to store it in. Had I read this policy before 10pm tonight - the night before the concert - I could have dropped the AM & PM pill boxes off at my parents where I’ll be staying but it never occurred to me to check for a medication policy. I only stumbled upon it when looking up the bag size/type policy.
2) It’s a downtown venue in an inner city at night. All bags must be clear according to their policy. And I am taking public transportation. I am already in a wheelchair so am vulnerable to being mugged anyway. Especially if they see a bunch of pill bottles and such in my bag. People have been shot for way less. Recently read an article on a random sub here that a convenience store robber shot and killed the worker over having to pay $4 and change for something he didn’t feel he should. My meds are worth far more than that and I’d prefer to make it there and back without fear of being shot.
3) What does a “sealed” package of meds mean? I think of sealed meaning like the plastic wrap is still around the lid of a drink.
4) Can they legally ask to see a paper written prescription from my doctor since it has diagnostic information on it? Isn’t that a HIPPA violation?
5) And again - I feel like asking to see my ID and matching it is both a HIPPA and a safety violation. Now the checker has my address and would know where to go to get 90 days worth of meds that have high street value.
The whole thing just feels ableist, wrong, and a violation of my health privacy rights but is it still legal anyway?

May bagong horror movies na palabas sa sine soon and I would love to find a horror fanatic din! Maybe a possible jowa na din! :>
About you: - above 5'5 (bc I am 5'5, kahit 5'6 okay na!! 💞) - moreno - 21 to 24 - a big plus if from upd - single (ofc) - wholesome, nerdy and an introvert person! - horror fanatic
about me - plus sized - iska - horror fanatic - cute (daw lol) - very acad conscious - introvert
hmu with ur favorite horror movie plus deets about you na din!

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About you: 18-30 y.o., slim to mid-sized, shorter or taller than me is fine, plus points if chinita!
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I’m considering just renting out my home and getting an apartment very close to my employer. Also considering not having a car for some time I won’t one (thanks to Uber, Walmart Plus and DoorDash).

1. My home would probably be around $2,000 a monthly based on similarly sized homes in the same area. The apartment, I’d like to move into would cost around $1,000 per month.

How much profit could I expect to make with the average property management company?
Would I still have to pay normal property taxes?

1. How would having a property management company do all the work renting vs. me being a landlord? Would it almost be a second job?

On top of that squatters are known to be highly prevalent in my area.

1. What are typically the safest types of tenants for renting a home?

TL;DR - They want all meds only in quantities needed for during the concert and to be in sealed, original bottles that are labeled with the prescription info, plus a written prescription from the physician, and can request photo ID to verify all of this.
(Not sure how much this matters but I’m in the US). Also, just as a quick side note, I technically don’t think it’s the venue’s policy but rather the company (promowest productions) who is putting on the show, but here is the wording from their website:
Under website’s FAQs:
Can I bring medication into the show?
We recommend that if a prescription medication is necessary you only bring the medication in a quantity appropriate to the amount of time you will be visiting. Please bring it in a sealed package with the printed prescription label. If at all possible, please bring a copy of the written prescription. Be aware that photo identification may be requested by security or authorities upon entry.
Uh, TSA isn’t even that strict? And I have significant health issues (purchased ADA seating for this show so will be in my manual wheelchair) and take 23 different medications on a scheduled basis (but will need to take about 5 of those during the time that we are there) as well as will bring and likely need several as needed meds - again all prescribed. I can’t carry that many original bottles with me for a multitude of reasons.
1) Only bring as much as you need for while you’re there: Okay - cool - where do you expect me to store the rest of my 90 day supply of each of those meds since you only want me to bring that one pill BUT yet still in the original container that has the rx label on it. That’s up to 80 some pills times 5 that you want me to store in my home in unlabeled containers in what, ziplock baggies? Tupperware? Talk about not safe! Also - 2 of my meds are liquid - again where would you like me to squirt the rest of my remaining 900mL of liquid oxycodone so that it can be in the original bottle. And then how do I go about getting it back in? It’s not a traditional opening. It has a valve that only allows a special syringe about the width of a pen to be inserted to suck out the liquid in small amounts since it’s so concentrated. When I travel on planes and go through TSA everything is just in my daily pill boxes for the week with nothing labeled except the liquid oxycodone for obvious reasons. When not traveling, I have a very tiny bottle I keep it in since 900mL is ridiculous to carry around but it doesn’t have a prescription label so I’d literally only have 60mL in a 900mL bottle. Also - I literally will not be home till the next day so would need larger quantities than just what’s needed during the show, plus my night time and morning pill boxes. Again, taking public transportation so no car to store it in. Had I read this policy before 10pm tonight - the night before the concert - I could have dropped the AM & PM pill boxes off at my parents where I’ll be staying but it never occurred to me to check for a medication policy. I only stumbled upon it when looking up the bag size/type policy.
2) It’s a downtown venue in an inner city at night. All bags must be clear according to their policy. And I am taking public transportation. I am already in a wheelchair so am vulnerable to being mugged anyway. Especially if they see a bunch of pill bottles and such in my bag. People have been shot for way less. Recently read an article on a random sub here that a convenience store robber shot and killed the worker over having to pay $4 and change for something he didn’t feel he should. My meds are worth far more than that and I’d prefer to make it there and back without fear of being shot.
3) What does a “sealed” package of meds mean? I think of sealed meaning like the plastic wrap is still around the lid of a drink.
4) Can they legally ask to see a paper written prescription from my doctor since it has diagnostic information on it? Isn’t that a HIPPA violation?
5) And again - I feel like asking to see my ID and matching it is both a HIPPA and a safety violation. Now the checker has my address and would know where to go to get 90 days worth of meds that have high street value.
The whole thing just feels ableist, wrong, and a violation of my health privacy rights but is it still legal anyway?

I recently asked my friend to hang out with me 3 times already but she has declined me both times saying she's babysitting and never further explaining. We've been friends for 6 years we only ever see each other during school but never once hung outside of school since she never asked nor did. I also had a bad experience so I rarely ever asked anyone to hang out with me. I always keep friends at arm length and never talk about my problems emotionally. Since I find it awkward to talk about it. I feel this has broken many of my friendships and plus I just read some comment about how taking too long to respond makes people feel bad and I do that often maybe that's also a contribution to my lack of friends but as I was saying I feel like I'm forcing my friend to hang out with me? During my time in school we used to eat togther but we stopped shortly after a week she made an excuse she had to stay behind bc of class but I once caught her eating in the library during lunch and it just hurt me I thought I was being to clingy so I never asked her to eat with me again time passed and we stopped talking but when her birthday came up I texted her a happy birthday reply she thought we weren't friends anymore since we barely texted we became friends again until now she has been ignoring some of the texts I send only replying with an emoji so when I asked her to hang out I feel like I'm forcing her and she feels annoyed at me so she makes an excuse about not going I say this bc one of the excuse sounded really sarcastic so I'm just baffled on what to do I'd rather stop trying to force this friendships to happen and go our separate ways I texted her it's fine if she doesn't want to go but she just sayed no I want to when are you available no I just feel like I'm forcing her what should I say? I'm being stupid and reading to much into this or should I confront her?