Finally got 6 hours of continuous uninterrupted sleep and then some. We're training new staff, I've barely had time to shit done so I've been taking work home (event helps me stay awake if somewhat nervy lol). Finally made enough headway to not take my laptop home this weekend.
The last four months of my life have been the biggest mix of absolute disaster and shining moments.
To sum up a bunch of nonsense no one wants or needs to read about on these forums, a little over four months ago, I was underemployed and not able to make rent. I had to take out my first credit card just to be able to make January's rent, and Christmas felt less bright. It was around the New Year that I got employed as a receptionist at a largely-known tax office, and with it, I crunched the numbers and felt that so long as I watched my finances closely, I could finally begin to not have a heart attack every time a new month came around. I also really liked my job, and genuinely enjoyed my co-workers, who were both lovely and supportive.
Then I was evicted from my apartment. Moreover, one of my roommates, whom I thought of as a friend, spoke up against me to help along the process. To say I was devastated would be generously pleasant.
Towards the end of my allowed time to stay there (as in, the last 24 hours), I was looking down an awful decision: I had found a place that took weekly rent that I could move to, but they did not accept pets, and I hadn't been able to secure any other possibilities. Desperate and facing the idea of having to give up the beautiful creature who has improved my life for the better, I posted to a cat temp foster page on facebook, not thinking I would garner any sort of real response. Within two hours, a woman by the name of Donna (who helps run a local animal rescue here in town) reached out to me on messenger, and then we spoke on the phone for an hour. By the good grace of her heart, she agreed to take in my cat until I found a place that accepted pets. A month later, with no prospects arising, she had me come petsit for her (she has two dogs and a cat herself) while she was at a convention, and upon her return, offered me a place to stay for assisting her with the animals here, since she keeps so busy herself, and a low rent. I tearfully accepted.
My time here has returned a great deal of my peace of mind, as my company was warm and thoughtful. In mid-April, with the tax season over, my job ended (as did my paychecks), but she continued to encourage me and allow a lot of wiggle room I would not have found elsewhere. Yesterday afternoon, after three weeks of unemployment and frantic searching, I was given a job offer that blows the water out of any other pay I've ever made. When I found out, I nearly cried, again.
I'm so grateful, and if it wasn't for the choice of one particular woman who gave my cat, and then I, a real home to return to, I'm not sure where I'd be - and I don't want to try to. Now that I'm truly getting back on my feet, I look forward to being more engaged both in life, and in Achaea with you all. The above doesn't even begin to cover all the details, but it's enough to show the wild ride things have been.
I'm looking forward to a much brighter future.
Thank you to those few here who supported me when I dumped my problems into your lap.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Sounds like it was you, all along. Adulting like a champ to get where you needed to be (yes she helped but if you didn't do your part you would be on the streets). So kudos to you. Not a lot of folks these days are willing to, and take the easiest ways out.
Sorry if I've been somewhat of a grump lately. This is more of an explanation for why I've been more irritable than anything else. While finals are stressful, this last pack has been a bit heavier since last semester (the start of my sophmore year), really handed it to me like nothing else. To keep a long story short, I've been extremely stressed the last four to five weeks, studying, taking small breaks (duels/spars) and not really sleeping at all.
Ultimately, I am in a better place now, and I'm happy to have finally gotten some rest. This is moreso an apology to everyone on forums/game that I snapped at or was overtly petty to. You didn't deserve that. In better news, my GPA is now rising once again, and I'm looking forward to having gotten into my major of choice (Computer Science). Never fear, I won't bot (manual 4 lyfe), at least not now anyways.
All in all, I'm looking forward to the next couple of months. Thanks for putting up with me, those of you who do.
Mini-Rave: @Tianondria, thank you for helping me through that last bout, couldn't have done it without you
Minier-Rave: @Gilliam and @Ammar are now tied for my favorite Ashtani. I suppose they have to 2H duel to see who wins.
The Divine voice of Twilight echoes in your head, "See that it is. I espy a tithe of potential in your mortal soul, Astarod Blackstone. Let us hope that it flourishes and does not falter as so many do."
Aegis, God of War says, "You are dismissed from My demense, Astarod. Go forth and fight well. Bleed fiercely, and climb the purpose you have sought to chase for."
I haven't been a huge fan of this season overall. Considering we've now had four out of the six episodes, not all that much has actually happened. The pacing has been pretty awful, but the previous season also seemed to have the same problem.
The earlier seasons had a lot of storylines, with characters spread out all over the place doing different things, so there was a lot of different places you could go to (and sometimes you might not see characters you cared about for an entire episode). The last couple of seasons have - not unexpectedly, given that we're coming to the end of the show - brought everybody into much closer proximity, which means there's very little for you to show while characters are travelling, and instead you just get these time jumps that feel like they're just teleporting instead.
I'll be happy when it's over, to be honest, because that will halt the rather steady decline in quality.
Ahem, what that should have said... GRRM has stated many times in interviews that the overarching theme to A Song of Ice and Fire is "the human heart in conflict with itself". Not who wins the Iron Throne, not who kills the zombies, not who "deserves" the most epicest epic death scene. The show's inexorable decline corrolates directly to its increased attention to fan service and needless spectacle over time. The human heart in conflict with itself. Where is it? I don't care about any of those characters anymore and think the events of "The Bells" are a perfect capstone to this dumpster fire of a season. I will go back to awaiting Winds of Winter and the continuation of an actual story.
Had to be in Boston for a veteran's event. Got to meet and hang out with Medal of Honor recipient James McLaughlin and an original Navajo Code Talker. This is them afterwards..
Had to be in Boston for a veteran's event. Got to meet and hang out with Medal of Honor recipient James McLaughlin and an original Navajo Code Talker. This is them afterwards..
James McCloughan. Stupid auto-correct. His story hit home because he was an Army medic and my 2nd son is becoming an EMT and wants to be a combat medic.
This week, a Navajo Code Talker died. That leaves 7 left in the world out of 400. It was a massive honor to meet him.
Also got to meet John Katsaros. Look him up, it is an amazing story.
And another gentleman whose name slips my mind. He was wounded in Italy, lost a leg, and has gone his entire 94 years without returning to Italy or even dealing with a Veteran organization. This one org bought gim a ticket because he said he was finally willing to revisit where he was injured.
Pretty obvious rave. Awesome weekend with those fine gentlemen.
Found out I will be paying off my $16500 credit card bill by the end of the week.
Finished truncated Summer college course 3 days ahead of schedule (now I can study).
My chainsaw just got fixed so I can cut trees down this weekend and start preparing for next winter.
My lawnmower that was being a pain is now almost fixed.
The remodel on my house got approved and will begin June 1.
Found enough evidence today to close this case Ive been working on for almost 5-6 months. Only need a few more reports and another pedo goes to jail.
Seriously not a superstitious guy but damn... talk about timing. I even had ti e to log in for an hour today and play Achaea and approve a novice task!
Found enough evidence today to close this case Ive been working on for almost 5-6 months. Only need a few more reports and another pedo goes to jail.
Another one bites the cot
This next guy on the case after this.... mandatory minimums of close to 40yrs. Did half the case and got that. Need to go back and do another batch of evidence... if he doesnt plea out, he will probably get 100yrs. He deserves every bit of it, and needs to be put in GenPop w a sign around his neck.
I can now eat overly cold / overly hot food without having piercing pain shooting through my jaw... Took almost a year to finally get off my ass and do it, but a few teeth kinda badly needed extracting. Was surprisingly pain free the entire time (aside from the dentist trying to snap my jaw or something as he was pulling them; my mouth only opens so far )
Have to wait a few days to actually be able to eat hot food, while the wounds heal, but yay. Still have trickles of bleeding periodically, but nothing bad (I hope; aftertaste of blood is nasty btw). Unfortunately it was molars that needed pulling, so certain foods (that I hardly eat anyway) are gonna be tough to eat :V
At the urging of one of the nurses, I also inadvertently found out- despite having hated the smell for years- I actually kinda like tea. She said it'll help stem the bleeding a bit (kinda has, but not much).
Oddly enough, not much after-surgery pain. Might just be the codeine and ibuprofen talking, though. Still it's not much more than a dull ache.
1) If you still have any gauze they gave you, take it and push it solidly against the sites that are still bleeding for 30-45 minutes. They advised me to only put a bit of pressure when I a tooth extracted a few weeks ago and it kept bleeding until I got tired of waiting and bit down hard for a while.
2) The tea related tip I got was to get a warm, damp teabag and hold it on the site. Something something the natural tannins will help stop the bleeding.
I hope that helps with the bleeding, it sucks having that constant taste in your mouth. Welcome to your week of drooling and not being able to speak clearly for fear of dislodging the clots and getting dry socket. Text to speech apps are your friend. Make sure you have a set of tweezers in the house ready for when those stitches begin to dissolve only on one side and begin flapping around.
1) Tried that. Multiple times. Didn't work, it's not a huge deal honestly; it's like a drop or two every few minutes at worst (it kinda worked, I guess, since it was quite a bit more than that when I got home). A little hard for me as well since I got multiple extracted at once, in different parts. Probably going to pay doctor a visit in the morning, if it's still bleeding. That's what was recommended, anyway.
2) I got told both, drinking it would help (albeit less so) if I wasn't comfortable putting anything besides gauze on it (I'm not, really. I don't trust myself to not push it around).
I don't have much problem speaking, with the anaesthetic gone. There is a bit of an... Overproduction of saliva, though.
Was pretty awful for the first hour or two after it was over. Tongue was puffy as hell from anaesthetic, so I could barely swallow let alone talk.
Seems to be largely gone now that I've had... Some sleep. Can taste things relatively okay, without also tasting blood. They also gave me some horrendous antibiotic mouthwash that smells like ear wax, and tastes about the same. Now it's all a matter of not dislodging the blood clots for a few days. REALLY don't want to have dry socket.
Also another rave for codeine. Woke up with paaaaain, took one with ibuprofen and was out like a light. Woke up again to no pain. Yay. Only had four and a half hours sleep, but it's better than nothing.
@Pyori. Obvious but.. pay attention to that shit. What do they say, only takes 4 times to get addicted to it?
I had my wisdom teeth out by a Navy Dental clinic. "You're going to feel some pressure" is their way if saying they are bracing their knee on your face so the pliers get leverage. Best of luck w the recovery bud.
@Pyori. Obvious but.. pay attention to that shit. What do they say, only takes 4 times to get addicted to it?
I had my wisdom teeth out by a Navy Dental clinic. "You're going to feel some pressure" is their way if saying they are bracing their knee on your face so the pliers get leverage. Best of luck w the recovery bud.
Addictions vary between people, nonetheless I don't take more than it recommends (1/2 codeine/ibuprofen every 6 hours, and always with food). Though I've only 'needed' it every 12 hours-ish so far.
And yeah that's basically it. Guy didn't seem to realise my mouth only opens so far, the extractions themselves didn't hurt at all. Sutures stung a bit, since the anaesthetic's numbness was starting to wear off, but mostly my jaw that was sore from him trying to fucking dislocate it or something.
1) If you still have any gauze they gave you, take it and push it solidly against the sites that are still bleeding for 30-45 minutes. They advised me to only put a bit of pressure when I a tooth extracted a few weeks ago and it kept bleeding until I got tired of waiting and bit down hard for a while.
2) The tea related tip I got was to get a warm, damp teabag and hold it on the site. Something something the natural tannins will help stop the bleeding.
I hope that helps with the bleeding, it sucks having that constant taste in your mouth. Welcome to your week of drooling and not being able to speak clearly for fear of dislodging the clots and getting dry socket. Text to speech apps are your friend. Make sure you have a set of tweezers in the house ready for when those stitches begin to dissolve only on one side and begin flapping around.
Good luck.
The tweezers advice is legit. I had some work done last year, no issues, no pain pills, but the constant itching of sutures was only bearable for a few days. I wound up getting in there with some mustache scissors and removing 90% of the stitches myself. The doctor was highly impressed with my work when I came back in for the follow-up.
Been going to school doing one class per semester for a long while now (5years almost) to get my B.S. since I have to work 40-60hrs per week to feed my family.
I need 18cr to graduate so I took 3 summer courses since they are online and I can fit them in while at work...
just found out my advisor (a key reason this has taken more than 2 years to accomplish despite transferring in w 90cr) never submitted my DD214 or my MCI transcripts. I will be getting at least 6, if not 8 credits based solely off my DD214, and because I did the SGT non-resident AND resident leadership courses as well as the SNCO non-resident, I might be getting at least 6 more from just my MCIs.
Summary: I may be able to drop the remaining 2 Summer courses and just do the Fall "W" course to graduate and have my Summer and my life back! Extra bonus: I won't still be in school while trying to pack up and move to Florida next year (or fixing up this house to sell)!
That is what I am waiting to see. I have something like 60cr if you look at my McI transcript but alot of those are lower level and/or Associates. I need 18 upper level credits (well.. 12 now). Once my MCIs get run I will ler you know. The 6 (or 8 depending how they count then) from my DD214 count as Military Science 3000 level for 5+ years in. If they count the ones up to 5 years as well, I get 2 MISI credits more at the 2000 level. I think you get 1 1000 level credit just for boot camp.
Summary: As soon as I find out about what MCI courses went for, I'll let you know.
On the right is the amount of paperwork generated for a normal case with 5-10 evidence submissions. Approximately 20 pages, not counting warrants and analysis requests. They usually take me anywhere from 4-6 weeks depending how slow the evidence images can be acquired.
On the left is the case I have been working on since literally the day after Xmas. 200 evidence items, most didn't acquire in a timely manner (5 days for (1) 4GB thumb drive, for instance). I have been working 12 hour days for the last 2 months straight to finish it all while also going to school. (Which is why I wasn't able to log in much). Tomorrow I update some links in an HTML version of the final report, burn some disks, and send it to my supervisor for technical review and administrative review. This behemoth is 170 pages of notes, 27TB of data, analysis, and reports. Over 100 images/videos known by NCMEC means he won't be able to plea below the 50 to qualify for a Class C felony. Another paedo down (if found guilty but will probably plea out) for a bare minimum of 5 years.
And I took my Summer History course final today and there is no way I can fail the course. Huzzah
With THAT much evidence I hope that god awful person goes away for a hell of a lot longer than five years!
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
With THAT much evidence I hope that god awful person goes away for a hell of a lot longer than five years!
It doesn't matter over 50. I could find 4 million and the charge is the same. Depends on the judge and the defense. But yeah, mandatory minimum for it is stupidly low in CT. Feds is 10 years and that is for under 18. CT does under 16.
With THAT much evidence I hope that god awful person goes away for a hell of a lot longer than five years!
It doesn't matter over 50. I could find 4 million and the charge is the same. Depends on the judge and the defense. But yeah, mandatory minimum for it is stupidly low in CT. Feds is 10 years and that is for under 18. CT does under 16.
That actually is about standard in some cases depending on how far back you need to go. I hate Discovery cause most attorney just bury you in it so they can stall and its a pain in the ass to move through all of it and catergorize it. What kind of case is?
With THAT much evidence I hope that god awful person goes away for a hell of a lot longer than five years!
It doesn't matter over 50. I could find 4 million and the charge is the same. Depends on the judge and the defense. But yeah, mandatory minimum for it is stupidly low in CT. Feds is 10 years and that is for under 18. CT does under 16.
That actually is about standard in some cases depending on how far back you need to go. I hate Discovery cause most attorney just bury you in it so they can stall and its a pain in the ass to move through all of it and catergorize it. What kind of case is?
This particular one is Possession of CP. NCMEC knows 144 of the 250 before I even started so.. dude is D-U-N
We’re found a house to rent! $750 a month, allows pets, and is close to where I work! Huge upgrade from what we are living in now, and my kids will have room to play!
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To sum up a bunch of nonsense no one wants or needs to read about on these forums, a little over four months ago, I was underemployed and not able to make rent. I had to take out my first credit card just to be able to make January's rent, and Christmas felt less bright. It was around the New Year that I got employed as a receptionist at a largely-known tax office, and with it, I crunched the numbers and felt that so long as I watched my finances closely, I could finally begin to not have a heart attack every time a new month came around. I also really liked my job, and genuinely enjoyed my co-workers, who were both lovely and supportive.
Then I was evicted from my apartment. Moreover, one of my roommates, whom I thought of as a friend, spoke up against me to help along the process. To say I was devastated would be generously pleasant.
Towards the end of my allowed time to stay there (as in, the last 24 hours), I was looking down an awful decision: I had found a place that took weekly rent that I could move to, but they did not accept pets, and I hadn't been able to secure any other possibilities. Desperate and facing the idea of having to give up the beautiful creature who has improved my life for the better, I posted to a cat temp foster page on facebook, not thinking I would garner any sort of real response. Within two hours, a woman by the name of Donna (who helps run a local animal rescue here in town) reached out to me on messenger, and then we spoke on the phone for an hour. By the good grace of her heart, she agreed to take in my cat until I found a place that accepted pets. A month later, with no prospects arising, she had me come petsit for her (she has two dogs and a cat herself) while she was at a convention, and upon her return, offered me a place to stay for assisting her with the animals here, since she keeps so busy herself, and a low rent. I tearfully accepted.
My time here has returned a great deal of my peace of mind, as my company was warm and thoughtful. In mid-April, with the tax season over, my job ended (as did my paychecks), but she continued to encourage me and allow a lot of wiggle room I would not have found elsewhere. Yesterday afternoon, after three weeks of unemployment and frantic searching, I was given a job offer that blows the water out of any other pay I've ever made. When I found out, I nearly cried, again.
I'm so grateful, and if it wasn't for the choice of one particular woman who gave my cat, and then I, a real home to return to, I'm not sure where I'd be - and I don't want to try to. Now that I'm truly getting back on my feet, I look forward to being more engaged both in life, and in Achaea with you all. The above doesn't even begin to cover all the details, but it's enough to show the wild ride things have been.
I'm looking forward to a much brighter future.
Thank you to those few here who supported me when I dumped my problems into your lap.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Sorry if I've been somewhat of a grump lately. This is more of an explanation for why I've been more irritable than anything else. While finals are stressful, this last pack has been a bit heavier since last semester (the start of my sophmore year), really handed it to me like nothing else. To keep a long story short, I've been extremely stressed the last four to five weeks, studying, taking small breaks (duels/spars) and not really sleeping at all.
Ultimately, I am in a better place now, and I'm happy to have finally gotten some rest. This is moreso an apology to everyone on forums/game that I snapped at or was overtly petty to. You didn't deserve that. In better news, my GPA is now rising once again, and I'm looking forward to having gotten into my major of choice (Computer Science). Never fear, I won't bot (manual 4 lyfe), at least not now anyways.
All in all, I'm looking forward to the next couple of months. Thanks for putting up with me, those of you who do.
Mini-Rave: @Tianondria, thank you for helping me through that last bout, couldn't have done it without you
Minier-Rave: @Gilliam and @Ammar are now tied for my favorite Ashtani. I suppose they have to 2H duel to see who wins.
Aegis, God of War says, "You are dismissed from My demense, Astarod. Go forth and fight well. Bleed fiercely, and climb the purpose you have sought to chase for."
Am I doing this "rave" thing right?
This week, a Navajo Code Talker died. That leaves 7 left in the world out of 400. It was a massive honor to meet him.
Also got to meet John Katsaros. Look him up, it is an amazing story.
And another gentleman whose name slips my mind. He was wounded in Italy, lost a leg, and has gone his entire 94 years without returning to Italy or even dealing with a Veteran organization. This one org bought gim a ticket because he said he was finally willing to revisit where he was injured.
Pretty obvious rave. Awesome weekend with those fine gentlemen.
Got paid early.
Found out I will be paying off my $16500 credit card bill by the end of the week.
Finished truncated Summer college course 3 days ahead of schedule (now I can study).
My chainsaw just got fixed so I can cut trees down this weekend and start preparing for next winter.
My lawnmower that was being a pain is now almost fixed.
The remodel on my house got approved and will begin June 1.
Found enough evidence today to close this case Ive been working on for almost 5-6 months. Only need a few more reports and another pedo goes to jail.
Seriously not a superstitious guy but damn... talk about timing. I even had ti e to log in for an hour today and play Achaea and approve a novice task!
CATHARSIS.
1) If you still have any gauze they gave you, take it and push it solidly against the sites that are still bleeding for 30-45 minutes. They advised me to only put a bit of pressure when I a tooth extracted a few weeks ago and it kept bleeding until I got tired of waiting and bit down hard for a while.
2) The tea related tip I got was to get a warm, damp teabag and hold it on the site. Something something the natural tannins will help stop the bleeding.
I hope that helps with the bleeding, it sucks having that constant taste in your mouth. Welcome to your week of drooling and not being able to speak clearly for fear of dislodging the clots and getting dry socket. Text to speech apps are your friend. Make sure you have a set of tweezers in the house ready for when those stitches begin to dissolve only on one side and begin flapping around.
Good luck.
At the end of the first week we went to a bar/cafe place and I tried to order and Aerek told the waitress, "Oh don't worry, she's deaf but she tries."
I had my wisdom teeth out by a Navy Dental clinic. "You're going to feel some pressure" is their way if saying they are bracing their knee on your face so the pliers get leverage. Best of luck w the recovery bud.
Been going to school doing one class per semester for a long while now (5years almost) to get my B.S. since I have to work 40-60hrs per week to feed my family.
I need 18cr to graduate so I took 3 summer courses since they are online and I can fit them in while at work...
just found out my advisor (a key reason this has taken more than 2 years to accomplish despite transferring in w 90cr) never submitted my DD214 or my MCI transcripts. I will be getting at least 6, if not 8 credits based solely off my DD214, and because I did the SGT non-resident AND resident leadership courses as well as the SNCO non-resident, I might be getting at least 6 more from just my MCIs.
Summary: I may be able to drop the remaining 2 Summer courses and just do the Fall "W" course to graduate and have my Summer and my life back! Extra bonus: I won't still be in school while trying to pack up and move to Florida next year (or fixing up this house to sell)!
Summary: As soon as I find out about what MCI courses went for, I'll let you know.
On the left is the case I have been working on since literally the day after Xmas. 200 evidence items, most didn't acquire in a timely manner (5 days for (1) 4GB thumb drive, for instance). I have been working 12 hour days for the last 2 months straight to finish it all while also going to school. (Which is why I wasn't able to log in much). Tomorrow I update some links in an HTML version of the final report, burn some disks, and send it to my supervisor for technical review and administrative review. This behemoth is 170 pages of notes, 27TB of data, analysis, and reports. Over 100 images/videos known by NCMEC means he won't be able to plea below the 50 to qualify for a Class C felony. Another paedo down (if found guilty but will probably plea out) for a bare minimum of 5 years.
And I took my Summer History course final today and there is no way I can fail the course. Huzzah
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby