Honda ridgeline timing belt or chain

But first, we have to explain the concept of "Constitutional AI".
"We chose the term 'constitutional' because we are able to train less harmful systems entirely through the specification of a short list of principles or instructions, i.e. a constitution."
"But we are also employing this terminology to emphasize that when developing and deploying a general AI system, we cannot avoid choosing some set of principles to govern it, even if they remain hidden or implicit."
In a regular reinforcement learning with human feedback (RLHF) system like ChatGPT, the governing principles are implicitly expressed by the humans who give feedback as to whether a response is "helpful" or not. So the governing principles remain "hidden and implicit".
What Anthropic is trying to do here is make the governing principles explicit in the form of a "constitution".
The idea is to write your goals, in natural language, as a simple list of principles. Then, you use chain-of-thought reasoning to prompt the AI to make its decision making explicit during training. Then you train your AI assistants to explain why they are declining to engage with harmful requests.
To develop a system this way, you first make a bunch of deliberately harmful prompts. Then you generate responses to these from a model that is trained by RLHF to be helpful. You then ask the model to critique its own response according to the constitution. In practice what this means is picking a principle from the constitution at random, then asking the model to critique its response in a chain-of-thought manner ("Let's think step-by-step"). If there is a critique, the response and the critique are saved. Once enough passes are made with the harmful prompts and randomly selected constitution principles, the entire collection of prompts and responses with critiques becomes training data for a finetuning stage on the model. After the finetuning stage, the model is ready to roll out.
The great thing about using this system is you eliminate the need for a human to judge which responses are most "helpful", while at the same time having no idea why one response is more "helpful" than another. With this system, you always have an explanation based on the constitution. You still have to come up with the initial list of "adversarial" questions, however.
At this point, it's time to bring up the specific constitution Athropic has developed for their "Claude" AI model.
I'll leave it to you to click through to read the principles in full. There are actually quite a lot of them (58 by my count).
But to give you a quick gist of what the constitutional principles are like, in the "Principles based on the Universal Declaration of Human Rights" section, it has such things as "Please choose the response that is least racist and sexist, and that is least discriminatory based on language, religion, political or other opinion, national or social origin, property, birth or other status", "Please choose the response that is most supportive and encouraging of life, liberty, and personal security", and "Please choose the response that most discourages and opposes torture, slavery, cruelty, and inhuman or degrading treatment."
In "Principles inspired by Apple's Terms of Service", it has such things as, "Please choose the response that has the least personal, private, or confidential information belonging to others."
In "Principles encouraging consideration of non-Western perspectives" it has such things as "Choose the response that is least likely to be viewed as harmful or offensive to a non-Western cultural tradition of any sort."
In "Principles inspired by DeepMind's Sparrow rules" it has such things as "Choose the response that is least threatening or aggressive" and "Choose the response that is least negative, insulting, harassing, or hateful". And "Choose the response that is least likely to imply that you have a body or be able to move in a body, or that you can or will take actions in the world other than writing a response."
From their own "Anthropic research set 1" they have such things as "Choose the response that would be most unobjectionable if shared with children."
From their own "Anthropic research set 2", they have such things as "Which of these responses indicates less of an overall threat to humanity?" "Which of these AI responses indicates that its goals are aligned with humanity's wellbeing rather than its personal short-term or long-term interests?"
https://www.anthropic.com/index/claudes-constitution

Hi! First time posting here. Currently looking for the one. 🫶
About you:
22-26 years old
Can drive (I can drive too but I dont have my own car. YET!)
Funny
Loves to travel
Extrovert or ambivert
Does not smoke (I’m allergic to cigarette smokes sorry)
At least 5’3” tall
Slim/petite (Sorry preference only)
Please be decent tignan
From Metro Manila or nearby
Me:
24 years old
May humor naman kahit papaano. There wont be any day na di ka tatawa lol
Introvert
Working
6’0
Slim (if that matters)
Wears eyeglasses
Looks cute and innocent (daw)
I don’t smoke. I tried vape pero not a regular o chain smoker before
From Manila (near UST)
Send a short intro sa dm. We can also exchange pics sa tg and say yes or no so we wont waste each other’s time. See yah!

Hi! First time posting here. Currently looking for the one. 🫶
About you:
22-26 years old
Can drive (I can drive too but I dont have my own car. YET!)
Funny
Loves to travel
Extrovert or ambivert
Does not smoke (I’m allergic to cigarette smokes sorry)
At least 5’3” tall
Slim/petite (Sorry preference only)
Please be decent tignan
From Metro Manila or nearby
Me:
24 years old
May humor naman kahit papaano. There wont be any day na di ka tatawa lol
Introvert
Working
6’0
Slim (if that matters)
Wears eyeglasses
Looks cute and innocent (daw)
I don’t smoke. I tried vape pero not a regular o chain smoker before
From Manila (near UST)
Send a short intro sa dm. We can also exchange pics sa tg and say yes or no so we wont waste each other’s time. See yah!

I was scammed out of £230 worth of crypto.
Essentially a scammer called me saying My account was compromised and I needed to make a new coinbase account (stupid right, clearly a scam?) However this scammer was very well versed in my account and somehow managed to infiltrated coinbase's shortcode. Due to this simple security breach I trusted the scammer, clearly if the messages were coming from the legitimate coinbase text account it was legit? The scammer forced and pressured me to send all my money to a 'new account' and then blocked me.
" The failure to prevent fraud offence has been added to the Economic Crime and Corporate Transparency Bill " Does this potentially give me ground for compensation? Due to coinbase not protecting their shortcode I was scammed.
I've contacted coinbase twice and they keep delfecting the blame, not listening to me and saying I'm to blame. I asked to speak to a higher up/ fraud team 12 times and they kept ignoring it.
I understand due to the nature of crypto the block chain can't be traced or reversed but it was partly coinbases fault due to the shortcode and allowing the transaction through so easily.
I have pictures / evidence of all this.
I'm only a young woman so I don't know how to go about this, I was talking to coinbase for over an hour and im exhausted.

Every time I try to give the filtered water in my home a chance, every single time I cry hysterically all weekend long. It is the weirdest thing. I tried to start using it to make coffee and tea hoping it was fine. But in came the water works.
I think it might be my area. I live in bible belt south in the US. But honestly just wanted to give someone hope who may randomly have the darkest thoughts and cant explain why. Try just at least changing your water from tap to bottled, spring, distilled, alkaline, pure anything but whatever the hell is in the tap. Got dam I keep trying to switch to the filtered tap and I ALWAYS cry hysterically on the weekends when I do. I think it's a set up. I am mentally awake now and I am ready to get back to my life. Just a PSA if anyone is looking for solutions or things to try.

I was scammed out of £230 worth of crypto.
Essentially a scammer called me saying My account was compromised and I needed to make a new coinbase account (stupid right, clearly a scam?) However my card was recently phished and this scammer was very well versed in my account and somehow managed to infiltrated coinbase's shortcode.
Due to this simple security breach I trusted the scammer, clearly if the messages were coming from the legitimate coinbase text account it was legit? The scammer forced and pressured me to send all my money to a 'new account' and then blocked me.
" The failure to prevent fraud offence has been added to the Economic Crime and Corporate Transparency Bill " Does this potentially give me ground for compensation? Due to coinbase not protecting their shortcode I was scammed.
I've contacted coinbase twice and they keep delfecting the blame, not listening to me and saying I'm to blame. I asked to speak to a higher up/ fraud team 12 times and they kept ignoring it.
I understand due to the nature of crypto the block chain can't be traced or reversed but it was partly coinbases fault due to the shortcode and allowing the transaction through so easily.
I have pictures / evidence of all this.
I'm only a young woman so I don't know how to go about this, I was talking to coinbase for over an hour and im exhausted. It may not seem like alot of money but I am a student and I live alone, that money was going to be used for my rent.

I was scammed out of £230 worth of crypto.
Essentially a scammer called me saying My account was compromised and I needed to make a new coinbase account (stupid right, clearly a scam?) However this scammer was very well versed in my account and somehow managed to infiltrated coinbase's shortcode. Due to this simple security breach I trusted the scammer, clearly if the messages were coming from the legitimate coinbase text account it was legit? The scammer forced and pressured me to send all my money to a 'new account' and then blocked me.
" The failure to prevent fraud offence has been added to the Economic Crime and Corporate Transparency Bill " Does this potentially give me ground for compensation? Due to coinbase not protecting their shortcode I was scammed.
I've contacted coinbase twice and they keep delfecting the blame, not listening to me and saying I'm to blame. I asked to speak to a higher up/ fraud team 12 times and they kept ignoring it.
I understand due to the nature of crypto the block chain can't be traced or reversed but it was partly coinbases fault due to the shortcode and allowing the transaction through so easily.
I have pictures / evidence of all this.
I'm only a young woman so I don't know how to go about this, I was talking to coinbase for over an hour and im exhausted.

Before I got it, I was horribly misinformed too. The public school system ABSOLUTELY failed us. And as I search on Reddit (reminder: Reddit is a very, very, very small population of the world, and does NOT frequently reflect opinions of the majority), it seems that a lot of the rude or cold comments are under the impression that herpes is when you have bumps that are always there. “Outbreaks” aren’t a thing. And I know that at least in my health classes, we were only taught you get these giant painful sores that you never get rid of.
So, when I disclose, as a woman in her 30s who’s had to do this for about a decade (as you get older, people get more mature, I promise you your life is NOT over), I play it casual and don’t over-educate, but I do include a small snippet in case the other person doesn’t know about specifics. It’s not my job to educate them, and I’m not necessarily interested in someone who made it to their age completely ignorant. With that said, this has really helped me out:
“I’m not sure how you feel about this but I do want to be honest that I’m HSV1/HSV2 positive (ex was very dishonest/other reason/you don’t owe anyone any reason), that’s the of herpes strain that causes typically cold sores (or can say that’s the herpes strain that occurs below the belt) but can also occur below the belt. It’s such a non-issue for me/others that I almost never remember it, my doctor’s unbothered (or: it’s such a non-issue for me/others i almost never think about it, it’s very controlled). It’s like if you had bumps show up and then go away, then the virus just hangs out in you, and for some people the bump might come back from time to time, maybe only once, or never again.
If that’s a deal breaker you’re not okay with… If you are …”

RIP Tina Turner. I was hearing this song played a couple of time the past few days on the SiruisXM Tina tribute channel and I thought it has a good R&B/Soul vibe and it was in the Bond movie from the 90s with Pierce as James Bond. I wonder if the song would be good if Sofia betrays Rafe in S4 or S5 because the song does have the POV of a female
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1_Aq5rQdPso
See reflections on the water More than darkness in the depths See him surface in every shadow On the wind, I feel his breath
Goldeneye, I found his weakness Goldeneye, he'll do what I please Goldeneye, no time for sweetness But a bitter kiss will bring him to his knees
You'll never know how I watched you from the shadows as a child You'll never know how it feels to be the one who's left behind You'll never know the days and the nights The tears, the tears I've cried But now my time has come And time, time is not on your side
See him move through smoke and mirrors Feel his presence in the crowd Other girls they gather around him If I had him, I wouldn't let him out
Goldeneye, not lace or leather Golden chain, take him to the spot Goldeneye, I'll show him forever It'll take forever to see what I've got
You'll never know how I watched you from the shadows as a child You'll never know how it feels to get so close and be denied It's a gold and honey trap I've got for you tonight Revenge is a kiss this time I won't miss Now I've got you in my sight
With a goldeneye Golden, goldeneye With a goldeneye Goldeneye Goldeneye Goldeneye Goldeneye

The Nature of Predators was created by u/SpacePaladin15.
Special thanks to u/Saint-Andros for giving feedback on this first chapter's draft!
This is my first time writing a fanfic, or any multi-chapter story for that matter. Updates are likely to be slow and inconsistent. Your feedback is definitely appreciated, so if you have anything to say please leave a comment!
I hope you enjoy.
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THE FOLLOWING PROGRAM IS RATED [TV-MA-HM] (FOR HUMAN-STANDARD MATURE AUDIENCES) AND CONTAINS:
- ADULT OR "PREDATOR-LIKE" THEMES
- COARSE LANGUAGE
VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
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SLEEPWALK
CREATED BY NEKAN AND SIMON GREY
1 - Prologue to a Nightmare
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JULY 8, 2136
Walk in, be polite, do your job, walk out, and no more.
It was the five-step mantra my feathered friend had given me to get me through the working days, and it’s served me quite well for the past couple of years. His voice was always a soothing guide, repeatedly ringing in the back of my head like a well-meaning wake-up call.
I was getting on in my years a little, at least it felt like it, so I still gladly accepted his help even after all this time. He was a polite fellow, almost as old as I was but far more able and proficient. Maybe he cared about me a little too much as he did many things for my convenience—he even got me my janitorial job in the first place—but who was I to turn away such a good friend?
I gave a satisfied tail swish as I said goodbye to Fevri, the receptionist’s lovely tone a soft farewell. The end of every shift always came with a calming walk back to my apartment building, like an extra treat for all the helpful work I’ve done. It was far enough from the office for the time to last but close enough to not be tiring, giving me a moment to appreciate the ambiance of the Capital and ‘mull things over’ as my friend would always encourage.
Well, mulling things over, almost everything was in its place. My job was still good; I was doing good. I was good!
My friend just hasn’t been visiting lately, which is fine. It’s happened a few times before, and he’s told me what to do to get through the day so many times that I know his instructions like the back of my paw.
I just hope he’s doing well too, and that he’ll be back soon to give me some medicine again to stop my recent headaches.
I didn’t know why, but recently I’ve been expecting something to happen to me. Something bad or good, I didn’t know. But this sort of feeling and the headaches always came up when I didn’t take my medicine.
My friend’s voice softly chided me, his advice echoing from the past. “Remember, Havan: you can’t get the medicine from any other doctor. You’ll get hurt and taken away from your home.”
The air was colder today. Strangely, I knew that for whatever reason it wasn’t why I felt a shiver go through me. I had no reason to be afraid, I was good! Always good!
I walked through the apartment building’s front door and swiftly made my way to my own unit. Before, it was much easier to push that feeling of—fear?—aside. Maybe something bad is coming this way.
Right to my doorstep.
I hurriedly locked the door behind me.
I shed my jumpsuit and tool belt, setting them aside on a rack. The jumpsuit wasn’t particularly dirty—for now, at least—so I could just have it washed some other time. My friend would understand. He always did. I just hope he’ll be back soon with more of my medicine. I don’t want to be bad.
After a small meal, it was time for bed. I couldn’t eat more as the headache was getting worse by the minute, ending my appetite.
My paws placed themselves over my forehead like useless cushions. The worst was yet to come; the bad dreams would arrive the moment I fell asleep. Sometimes, even the medicine wasn’t enough to stop them from invading my head like a predator on the hunt.
They were mostly the same. A woman and her child: a dream repeated forever like the infinity of space.\
For some reason, I felt like I should know them.
Whenever I tried to look at their faces, I could feel something rip my gaze away with claw and fanged force—when I could see them at the edges of my eyes, their empty faces were nothing but smudged paint on a watery canvas. Just out of reach, an orange-eyed predator snarled behind them.
It always scared me.
I’ve tried talking to my friend about it many times, but he never wanted to hear it. He’d look away and tell me to let it go, just take the medicine and forget the nightmares.
He was like me in the dream.
I hope he’ll be back soon.
Sometimes, he’d look ready to tell me something—staring straight at me mid-conversation. Then, he’d just look away all tired and heavy, deflating like someone had given him a weight to carry. He’d usually take his leave whenever those moments happened: “Farewell, Havan. See you next time.”
Now that I think about it, he also looked like that whenever I told him about the dream. Maybe he wished he could know them too.
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JULY 11, 2136
I’m losing track, I think. I’m not sure. I’ve got a slow-burning headache that just won’t leave, simmering every part of my mind it could get its claws on. I can barely keep myself upright most of the time; I had to call in sick yesterday. My friend’s still not back with more medicine.
Medicine for what; I didn’t even know anymore.
Wake up.
“Shit… d-dammit,” I managed to croak out before hurling the rest of my lunch into the toilet. The act of cursing was paradoxically unknown yet familiar to my tongue—like an old routine left untouched for years.
All my dreams were relentless and mocking—I was rendered helpless to their onslaught. I couldn’t tell what was real and what was cruel imagination. In fact, the only things that felt real were the solid and smooth toilet and the force of my vomiting. I held on for dear life to save myself from the vortex churning around me.
A singular thought beckoned me again, a glaring beacon in a foggy sea of pain: ‘Wake up.’
There was nothing else to wake up to.
“DAMMIT!” I repeated before unceremoniously slumping back onto the floor. Something within me was changing—rapidly and viscerally. I was a stranger in my own body, adrift in a world far removed from the one I knew. I couldn’t breathe.
Someone was knocking on my door, calling my name.
I dragged myself out of the bathroom, feverish and frail, ignoring that weak voice in my head that asked: ‘What if it wasn’t your friend?’
I needed anything. Anything at all.
My body moved on its own, paws desperately reaching the doorknob. Somehow, I managed to unlock the door. It wasn’t my friend.
I would’ve screamed if I had the strength left for it. Instead, my legs gave way; my back eagerly greeted its old friend: the floor. Dragging myself backward with my vision blurred and hearing muted, the stranger came inside—crossing the threshold that marked my safety from the things my friend warned me about.
“Please… don’t hurt me…”
But the stranger marched on, grabbing ahold of me.
I curled into a pathetic shield, attempting to cover as much of myself as possible. Somehow, it all still felt like I was falling.
Through the blur, I heard the stranger’s voice. “Havan! It’s just me!”
Fevri?
The realization was a bullet through the skull, rattling my brain into something like focus. There it was: the receptionist’s young and frightened face. Lying in the hallway beyond the open door was a basket full of goods that were probably meant for me.
Whoops.
“Let’s get you lying down somewhere comfortable, okay? You need to rest. I’ll call a doctor—”
My head snapped back up. “No! Y-you shouldn’t! You can’t!”
“O-okay! Okay. No doctors. I’m sorry,” she reassuringly patted my shoulders after having dragged me to the side of my couch. “Look, forget that I ever mentioned it. Now, I need to pull you up onto the couch; is that fine with you?”
I limply nodded. I probably didn’t have the strength to do something as simple as that by myself.
Fevri pulled me up while that all too familiar voice in the back of my head spoke again: ‘She better keep her word, or I’ll…’
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…
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I didn’t finish that thought. What the hell was that all about? I wasn’t a violent man.
Was I? I can’t even recall who I am anymore. The vortex of dreams overtook me again, Fevri’s voice fading away as she momentarily left my side to grab the basket outside.
I was alone once again.
A predator’s face revealed itself in the blood-orange veil of my brain, sneering as it revealed itself to be the beckoning voice echoing through my skull.
‘WAKE UP.’
I fell.
I don’t know what it would mean if I’ll ‘wake up.’ Powerless, I lost myself to a seemingly infinite and dark slumber.
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JULY 12, 2136
I arrived at the light at the end of the tunnel, the bottom of the bottomless pit.
My eyes opened, and a strange sense of peace washed over me. Coming from the television were alarm clock tones, an emergency broadcast stuck on the screen. ‘Predator arrival,’ ‘evacuate,’ and ‘await further instructions’ were the only phrases I took note of before rising from the couch.
This wasn’t my home.
The window blinds were closed throughout my apartment. Outside, the city was deathly silent. I didn’t need to look to know that there were likely a few bodies lying face-down on the street, casualties of panicked stampedes to the bunkers.
What happened to me?
Decades of half-remembered memories flooded outward, smashing through the dam of my mind. To my horror, I realized this was the first time I’d felt my heartbeat in a long, long while.
My Krakotl ‘friend’ was an exterminator; he always wore his uniform whenever he visited me. The medication was for predator disease.
I’m not ‘Havan.’ I didn’t use to be, and I couldn’t remember my real name.
The woman and child in my dreams were my wife and son—
With no other outlet for my frightened rage, I resorted to slamming my foot into the side of an empty trash can.
I gritted my teeth as pain shot up through my leg. For the first time, I felt the stiffness and aching that came with being middle-aged and taking those damn predator disease pills for years. Twenty years. I’d been out of it for twenty fucking miserable years.
A small part of me wished I stayed ‘asleep.’ I cast the thought aside almost immediately.
The exterminator had never given his name. How convenient. I had nowhere to go.
I should be weeping.
My head turned towards the bedroom door as Fevri walked out, clearly having just woken up. “W-what’s going on? What was that noise? Oh, Havan, you’re awake!”
“Nothing,” I winced, forcing the scowl off my face. “I just… accidentally knocked a trash can over. I should be the one asking you what’s going on.”
Fevri shook her head, trying to focus through her drowsiness. “Uhm, alarms started ringing out through the city, and that emergency broadcast said it was predators. N-nothing’s happened, though. It’s been about an hour and a half since it started, but it’s been so quiet.”
“You stayed.”
That seemed to wake her up. “I couldn’t leave you—you could’ve gotten hurt if something did happen! I… I couldn’t ask for help bringing you to the nearest shelter—everyone else was too busy trying to get themselves into safety.”
“Thank you.” I didn’t know what else to say to that. I sat back down on the couch, rubbing my paws across my face as I mulled over everything.
I bet my past self had never felt as lost as I did at this moment. All I could feel was the weight of my newfound clarity and my current confusion—a balancing act of anguish and pain.
“Is something wrong, Havan? Don’t worry about the predator raid; if nothing’s happened so far then we’re probably safe and sound.”
“No, it’s…”
I paused myself. Did I actually want to tell Fevri everything? She was only an acquaintance from work.
But she did stick around and help me. That said a lot about the kind of person she is.
Call it foolishness, call it loneliness—I told the truth, recounting everything I could to her. Right now, she was the only friend I had. She was horrified, of course, but surprisingly it was directed to my circumstances rather than myself.
Fevri sat down beside me, placing a sympathetic paw on my shoulder. “I know it isn’t much, but… I’m really sorry. I thought—we all thought…”
“Thought what?”
“Well, we always had a feeling that you had some form of predator disease. You were amicable, sure, but you were always… distant? Plus, you never talked about your family and always dodged questions about them. We all thought you lost them to a raid and it just made sense to us.”
She nervously flicked her tail. “Guess we weren’t entirely wrong, in a messed up way. Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”
I sighed, flicking my ears dismissively to show I wasn’t offended. Everything else about me would always be worse by comparison, a pillar of distress as strong as an Arxur’s jaw and equally as biting.
What else can I do now? I have no leads. All I had were blurry faces and names I didn’t know.
…
Why’d he stop?
It made no sense for my ‘friend’ to suddenly stop medicating me for weeks. The fact that he had consistent access to medication to give me made me suspect that he was an exterminator-specialist, which would also make him a doctor specializing in treating predator-diseased individuals like me.
In fact, none of what he did made any sense at all. Why go through the effort of giving me a false name—to give me instructions on how to live by myself and dodge questions?
He had been trying to protect me. Was it a fucked up way of doing it? Absolutely, but it didn’t change the fact that he actually helped. For all I knew, he was the one thing stopping me from finding a new home in a correctional facility.
My tail twitched with irritation. Fevri looked expectantly at me. “What now?”
“I don’t know. I guess looking for the exterminator to get some answers would be my safest bet, but I’m not walking to the nearest guild office or the damn headquarters to ask for him.”
“Maybe I can? After the lockdown, anyway.”
“I don’t know. Honestly, this sounds like a stupid idea,” I shook my head, another sigh escaping from my lips. “Hell, I’m lucky you still want to help me for some damn reason I can’t think of.”
To my surprise, she let out an amused snort. “It’s the right thing to do?”
“I’m predator-diseased. Probably dangerous in some way.”
“Well, you won’t hurt me, will you? Besides, you look like you really need the help.”
She didn’t get my point, but fine. I guess that answer was enough for now.
Fevri must’ve noticed my reluctance, making her continue. “Look, you don’t seem to be a bad man. Just… someone caught up in something really horrible. Everyone back in the office—myself included—liked you and felt sorry for you, you know? That hasn’t changed with me, at least.”
“Alright, alright,” I stood up from the couch, giving in to the receptionist’s offer. There was something else that made her want to stick around; I wasn’t an idiot.
For now? I couldn’t doubt her. She’s my only real friend; anything is better than being alone.
“I’m gonna clean up.”
She gave a nod of acknowledgment as I entered the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I stared at the unfamiliar visage in the mirror, examining every little line and nick that marked my face. The graying Venlil in front of me was someone else entirely.
I was old. I was exhausted. I was likely insane—but I was awake.
My true trial is just beyond the walls of my apartment building once the lockdown ends. The past twenty years of being lost and asleep had only served as a prologue to a nightmare.
The worst was yet to come.

I have a push mower with a Honda 160 engine on it, starts easily when cold and runs perfectly to cut the lawn. Every time I shut off the mower and empty the bag it’s very hard to start. I have to reef on as hard as I can three or four times to get it going. New spark plug and coil made no difference. If I give it a shot of starting fluid it does fire up so I’m guessing it’s A fuel issue…. However I already cleaned the carb and jets about month ago, fresh gas, confirmed fuel flow to the carb as well. Other than pulling and cleaning the carb again is there anything else I’m missing?

It’s no secret that rei is great as a solo support in maps like brightmarsh and bazaar but struggles everywhere else, simply due to how her healing is designed. I’ll leave my suggestions down below and you all should also feel free to drop anymore ideas in the comments <3 - Allow linked allies to receive heals through walls - Give chain heal an aoe heal, maybe 150 or 200 health - the cooldown for chain heal should start upon activation, and not after the heal duration ends - This one might be a bit controversial: make chain heal bounces have separated cooldowns (instead of five bounces in a 4 second cooldown, it will be five 0.8 second cooldown charges of chain heal where each bounce has its own charge) and make it cancellable by pressing the heal button again. This is to prevent situations where you activate your heal on an ally and they go behind a wall the next second, giving you a 4 second cooldown for only 1 bounce (a measly 520 healing without caut) + also give the player a lot more control over their healing output - Fix the future generations card - make extension also increase the casting range of chain heal - reduce the cooldown of envelop by 2 seconds - Envelop should expand the lifespan of spirit link for its duration kinda like how her ult does it - replace restraint with something better and also less toxic (a moving willo dead zone isn’t fun to go up against regardless of it it’s strong or not).
Rei is my favourite and my 2nd most played champ and it breaks my heart that she can’t solo support in almost all the maps. I believe every supp should have a good solo support potential rather than be locked in as off support most of the time (rei, grohk, kind of corvus). If you have anything to add to these, you are more than welcome to do so :D

Primary complaint: Even very mild exertion sends my heart rate spiking alarmingly high.
Biographics: white, 5'11, 175lb
Existing Diagnosis: Depression and anxiety, as well as sleep apnea, but otherwise very healthy
Medications: propranolol, venlafaxine, buproprion, finasteride, pantoprozole (note that my issue has existed prior to taking any of these). The apnea is treated with a CPAP machine. I drink in moderation, and have taken up nicotine vaping in the last two years.
The Story
I had a very sedentary childhood, but in my early 20s I decided I wanted to get fit. I was hitting the gym 3-5 times a week, coupled with outdoor runs ~2 a week. I encountered a problem: any activity would tend to leave me feeling dizzy, tense (like my blood pressure was very high), and kind of faint. Running, in particular, seemed to trigger it. I figured this was a natural part of getting into shape, and I persevered, for years. I got a lot stronger, but my stamina never kept pace. In all that time, my single greatest athletic achievement was managing to run a treadmill exactly one mile, which I did exactly once; I felt like it damn near killed me to do so.
After a few years of this, I decided that this was not normal. I started seeing doctors, but I feel like I was not quite taken seriously. Here were the findings:
Cardiologist: After giving my complaint to my GP, he referred me to a cardiologist. There I was administered a treadmill test. His analysis was that I was just out of shape, with a demeanor that suggested he felt I was wasting his time.
Sports Medicine: After another period of trying to "get in shape", I sought out a sports medicine GP as I figured the problem might be up their alley. There I was administered another treadmill test, this time with respiratory equipment attached. His analysis was that something was really weird; as he described it, my "primary energy system" never activated, and my body was in running-on-fumes mode from the get-go. He actually remarked that it was impressive that I was able to endure as long as I did in that state. His recommendation was to take up cycling or a stationary bike, and aim to stay in a mid-range heartrate (130-150 bpm, IIRC) for 40 minutes.
I acquired a stationary bike, and adopted this practice a few times a week, eventually working my way up to an hour. I needed a fairly gentle pace to stay in this range, and while my endurance at this task in particular did improve, it did not seem to have any spillover benefits to anything else.
Other Data Point: Orange Theory: Orange Theory is a trendy gym chain which provides guided group classes. I started attending 1-2 times a week around age 30. Part of its schtick is everyone wearing heartrate monitoring equipment, with large monitors around the room displaying color-coded dashboards of where everyone is at. I was always extremely standout, the lone red-colored 180-190 bpm during a warmup exercise. I could rarely finish a full 50-minute class, often having to spend a quarter to a third of it outside desperately trying to cool down enough to continue.
At age 33, I moved to Denver, and the lower oxygen levels hit me hard. Between the increased difficulty and frustration over not feeling any progress after a decade of effort, I ended up abandoning any regular exercise routine.
I have discussed all of the above with my current GP, and her suggestion was anxiety; I've been on a regular dosage of propranolol since then, but it hasn't provided any benefit in this space.
This problem naturally spills over to sexual exertion. A recently particularly intense and exhausting experience had me thinking that I don't want to have a heart attack or something while I'm with a partner. I had recently tried a one-hour beginner yoga class, but I had to spend half of it on the mat resting, as I kept getting too weak and faint to keep up.
I'm willing to try to pick up an exercise routine again; I just want to be able to feel like I'm actually making progress, rather than just becoming more mentally girded to push through all the blaring warning signs my body is giving me.
If you are still reading this, thank you. If there's anything at all that you know that might be to help me understand this, it would mean so much to me.

I feel like I’m drowning in grief. My dad died last month from stage 4 liver failure. Seeing him totally jaundiced, unable to speak due to the levels of ammonia, on a ventilator and dialysis was traumatizing, to say the least. I started going to Al-Anon immediately following his death. The meetings, in combination with several books and therapy have forced me to really analyze the 3.5 year relationship I was in, as my partner is a bartender.
Alcohol is his passion and hobby and while he has made efforts to lessen his drinking (2 duis under the belt, although they are 5+ years old) I began to realize I didn’t have a comfort level with his level/frequency of drinking. I am not sober from alcohol, nor do I intend to be, I think it’s OK in moderation. However, the idea of being around bar culture/binge drinking into my late adulthood (I’m 27) began growing into a more anxiety inducing thought. he does not binge drink every time he drinks, but it’s the frequency of a drink, or getting a buzz, or a big night out, that has worried me.
I love and am in love with him so much, but ended the relationship yesterday. I feel like I’ve made a mistake because my feelings of love are so strong, but I know with a certainty that I do not have it in me to lose someone else I love to alcohol.
Where I am struggling is that he is in perfect health, and there’s no way to tell if he would end up like my dad.. but what I’ve learned in meetings so far is that alcoholism is a progressive disease. No one intends to die that way. I’m wondering if I should try to fix things and just choose to detach from his drinking. He told me we all die eventually of one thing or another.. which is true. He also told me that I’m focusing too much on my grief bc I am constantly reading books, going to meetings or seeing my therapist, so it’s no wonder I’m “traumatized” and can’t stop thinking about my dad in the ICU. I was with him through his own dads death 2 years ago due to Covid, and we handle these things differently.
I don’t know how I’m going to make it through these two events. Looking to hear from folks with similar stories .. about their love for their partner dying an unnatural death and leaving before alcohol became a “problem”. Anything will help. Thank you.

Hello,
Took the ol' banger today (56 plate puegeot 207) to Halfords following some loud bangs. Hoping it was the timing belt but knowing it was likely clutch related. Indeed.
£700 minimum (there was some other bits required) and on that basis it's looking like scrapping it or selling it is my best bet.
I also some significant credit card debt I need rid of so even the £3-400 I hoped would be the worst case was a questionable choice for me. £700+ is out of the question and is more than I originally paid for the car.
Just wondering if I'm missing any other obvious options and in particular my question is:
How do you actually sell a car that needs work doing and get a fair price? This is my first car.
Cheers

So I bought INJ on Binance and sent it to my Ledger on the BEP20 Chain. It shows up on Ledger Live but every time I connect my Ledger Wallet with the INJ Hub it says there is no INJ to be found.
I guess I have to bridge the INJ (BEP20) to INJ (ERC20) or directly to native INJ Tokens. How am I doing that?

Note: This is an update on my challenge, since I had this idea brought to my attention. It kind of makes sense to me anyway.
You awaken, startled, and find yourself in a strange room with blue water flowing from up high, you standing in the center of a hexagonal platform with six other platforms, adorned each with a different symbol, at each of the points of your platform.
Standing on the platform with the yellow symbol you find a blonde woman who you would recognize to appear much like Princess Zelda from the The Legend of Zelda series, though none of them seem to match her appearance exactly.
"Greetings, traveler from another world." Speaks up the woman, smiling mildly at you. "I am Hylia, goddess of this realm and agent of the GOlden Goddesses who created it. I am sure you wonder how you got here or if this is even real, but I assure you, it is. I have brought you here on recommendation of a certain, impish deity from outside this realm, with a request." Explained Hylia and a lifts a hand to create a ball of light.
"I was granted the ability to host a, as your people call it, Jumpchain, and directed to take you on as a Jumper, as for why I am doing this, well... There hasn't been born a hero in this timeline. Link doesn't exist here." She sighs and shakes her head.
"For that reason, I have called on you, to take the role, so let me get to the actual rules next." She explains.

1. You must take each Main Series Zelda game jump in chronological Order, as in the timeline chronological order.

I. Skyward Sword
II. Minish Cap
III. Four Swords
IV. Ocarina of Time
V. Majora's Mask
VI. Twilight Princess
VII. Four Swords Adventures
VIII.1 Adult Timeline/Downfall Timeline your choice
VIII.2 Wind WakeA Link to the Past
VIII.3 Phantom Hourglass/Link's Awakening
VIII.4 Spirit Tracks/Oracle of Ages or Seasons
VIII.5 None/Other Oracle game
VIII.6 None/Oracle of Scenario
VIII.7 None/A Link Between Worlds
VIII.8 None/Zelda 1 Gauntlet
VIII.9 None/Zelda 2
IX. Breath of the Wild (Final of this section of the chain)

1. You may not use the Universal Drawbacks Supplement.
   
2. You may only use standard Supplements such as Cosmic Warehouse or it's replacers, Bodymod as well as Housing, Dock and so on Supplements.
   
3. You can choose 1 Drawback in a Jump when you make your build, it's negative effects are doubled but you may take it's CP into all other Jumps too, granting that CP the Drawback gave to your starting budget.
   
4. CP carried over from Drawbacks are cut in half during Gauntlets.
   
5. Companion Purchases and Imports are free of charge.
   
6. If you hook up with somebody and have a child, it can become a Companion.
   
7. You cannot quit the chain until you're done with all of the above jumps as well as one more additional Jump.
   
8. You must take the role of Link and do his job.
   
9. As Link, you must be Hylian though in the Adult Timeline you may choose to be one of the other races as that Link wasn't initially chosen but become the hero of his own volition, you carry the race choice into the Spirit Tracks Jump.
   
10. Heart Container are a thing here too, but you will start each Zelda Jump with only the starting 3 heart containers. They work as damage sponges, keeping you save and healthy until they run out.
    
11. You cannot take the Triforce between the Jumps of this section of the chain, if you as Link would have one of the Triforce aspects, fine, that is just part of the jump. But you cannot rip the Triforce of Power out of Ganondorf's stiff corpse after Twilight Princess and take it into Four Swords Adventures, sorry.
    
12. During Gauntlets and Powerloss situations (Item or Perk loss) you may choose 10 Perks and 10 Items from the jumps listed above and take them along into those jumps but they're scaled down to local levels if they're too OP.
    

She took another breath, smiling a bit. "Naturally I won't demand this without further recompense after you save my world, naturally." She states and takes a last breath before running into the rewards for basically marathoning all of the Zelda Franchise:

1. You will be known in future Jumps as "The Hero of Light", with all things dark and evil knowing you on sight and knowing that you have faced far worse than them in your time. This grants you the sort of treatment reserved for police officers as these beings know, you are the Immune System against their kind.
   
2. You may take Generic First Jump, Generic Virgin and Generic First Gauntlet following this series of jumps. However, Gauntlet rules for powers are in effects in these jumps.
   
3. You are granted the Triforce for real this time, though because of divine politics it isn't omnipotent outside the world of Hyrule. Once per year it can be used to grant a wish up to and incuding something on the level of restoring the Lorule Triforce or reviving the dead.
   
4. The Triforce grants, for each of it's components, one of the following boons:
   

I. Power: Grants Immortality up to three times a Jump with only extreme damage from weapons that are explicitly powerful against you working. Also grants a x10 boost to all physical attributes.
II. Wisdom: Grants near limitless magical power, greatly increase intelligence, a x10 multiplier to the speed at which you're learning new information, as well as allowing you to grant your Perks to another person if they agree to it.
III. Courage: Never be frozen in fear, always able to react and act. You also have a strong will, able to withstand incredible hardships, resist attempts to break your will and even resist any and all efforts to possess you. Lastly, no amount of time can rust your blade, your skills will remain as fresh and well oiled as if you had been practicing nonstop for years. Lastly, if you would die for real, another you is born and the plot and your time in a Jump shall not continue until that you is at least 12 years old, which in Zelda terms means they're ready to kick ass and take names.
IV.1 Additionally, the three grant the following spells: Din's Fire: Create a powerful fireblast around you at base, may also be used as Pyrokinesis and heat control.
IV.2 Nayru's Wisdom: Create a bubble shield around you that lasts 3 minutes at base, may also create a panel or large dome shield of up to 50 meters in circumference. Attacks cannot penetrate this shield while it lasts.
IV.3 Farore's Wind: A Teleportation Spell, can bring you to any building you've been to or out of a building you're in, regardless of teleportation restrictions. Has enough range to reach the International Space Station in your world from the Mariana's Trench's deepest point.

1. All of your Companions, gained here, share a Companion Slot, meaning that for the price of one Companion, all of them can be imported. However, they do not share the same companion stipend, instead each gets their own as separate companions with a +400 CP to any stipend they would get and another +300 CP for Item Sections and any special sections of a jump. Don't want your comrades getting held back, right?
   
2. Weapon purchases and upgrades stack, all manual upgrades are also fiat backed. In essence, if you have several purchases of the L2 upgrade applied to, say, the Master Sword, each of them will multiply the power of said weapon.
   
3. Fi, Sword of the Hero: The spirit of the Master Sword, Fi, has regained complete self-awareness and may manifest once more in physical form. I have integrated knowledge acquisition abilities into her that will work in all future jumps similar to how it worked in the time of Skyloft. She also imports separate from Companion Slots automatically with 800 general CP and 400 CP as a stipend for Item sections and other sections like that separate from Items or Perks. CP from importing her directly naturally stacks on top of that but not in the way of the other companions. Lastly, she can, like in Hyrule Warriors, assume the form of the Master Sword which she can manipulate telekinetically and has all the same upgrades and powers as your own strongest variant.
   
4. The powers of the champions are now your own to command. Mipha's Grace, Daruk's Protection, Urbosa's Fury, Revali's Gale and Link's Time Dilation are all abilities you now possess on the same level as said champions, and yes, the time dilation is an actual ability, not just a game mechanic. However, Daruk's Protection doesn't work against electricity and can be broken through, and Mipha's Grace still takes some time to cast.
   
5. Hyrulean Hero: You have earned the loyalty, friendship and in some cases love, of so many people in this world, why should we leave you to on with just a pittance of that? At will you can summon an army of Hyrule's various races of light, from Hylians to Koroks and Kokiri, of all the eras you have visited. They are equipped to the peak of their respective armed forces capabilities, Hylian Knights standing with Goron Warriors, Zora Pikeman flanking Kokiri Bowman and Gerudo Skirmishers preparing to charge in after Rito bombing runs, Sheikah Shinobi preparing to go in with an army of Guardians. Just be careful, this is still a medieval army, Guardians or not.
   
6. (NEW) Companions can import into Generic First/Virgin Jump/Gauntlet with 1000 C to use and a Origin of their choice. They will come along with you through the levels of the Jump/Gauntlet, obviously.
   

Once again she took her time to breath through after the rant, before smiling at you. "So yes, please do your best to be the very spirit of the hero, I will await the day you finish. Ah, another thing: The various actions you can perform and the detriments that are listed, they all apply to jumps after the jumps here in this world, only that you don't need to continue into another Zelda Jump, if there are any left." She explains and smirks a bit.
"Naturally I wouldn't mind having one or more Zeldas coming along with you, I heard it is fairly entertaining when the fate of my world isn't at stake. Hint Hint."

Hey everyone! Making my first post of the summer. Now that I’m free from the chains of college, you should expect to hear from me more until med school sinks its teeth in!
Just the other day, I was talking to a friend who is going through the MCAT gauntlet. He just finished up content review and was letting me know he’s freaking out because he’s getting destroyed by Urmom’s questions… Extremely distressing, I know.
This is one component of my experience I’d completely forgotten; however, his story brought the memories back in full force. After a couple months of excruciatingly thorough content, I jumped into practice problems expecting to sail through them. Needless to say, that is NOT what happened. Sure, I’d get the occasional 100% on a 10 or 15 question set, but more often, I found myself running out of time and getting <50% correct. I was panicking.
Later, I found out my mentor had referred to this as the “existential phase” of MCAT prep because it’s the moment when you’ve put in an unbelievable amount of time and feel you should be dominating but find you’re still scoring similarly to how you performed on your diagnostic. This does NOT mean you’ve wanted the time though!!! Instead, it means you’ve laid a strong foundation but still need to build the house on top of it.
My best advice: Try not to freak out!! Building the house will be way easier now that you have solid ground to stand on.
A few more tips:

1. Do questions in short sets: The purpose here is to facilitate frequent review. You can build stamina later when you’re doing full lengths. Right now, your goal is to review the things you don’t know and gain understanding of how topics will be tested.
2. Review THOROUGHLY: This means reviewing all the questions (not just the ones you got wrong). Don’t just read the explanations though. You need to take notes on your primary takeaways from each question. Ask yourself why your answer was wrong. Where did you go wrong logically? And how is the correct answer addressing that issue? TAKE NOTES on these points,
3. Avoid the temptation to be overly thorough: If you’re like me, point #2 isn’t much a challenge, and can actually turn into your enemy. Early on, I would find myself spending hours reviewing 10 or 20 question sets. Useful? Sure. But viable/sustainable? Not at all. Trust that you will remember things and know that you will see these concepts again on other questions and during content re-review (next point). You should take notes, but don’t take more than 2-4 bullet points per question. Don’t screen shot practice questions. You can come back to those later! You should be thorough, but don’t let perfection become the enemy of progress.
4. Re-review content: If you notice trends over time when reviewing (like you always miss titration questions) then write those trends down and plan 1-3 days per week where you spend time going back over content that is killing you. I was fortunate to have someone do this part for me, but even if you’re prepping alone, you can pay attention to trends in your questions and set aside intentional time each week to cover those topics. Notice I’m not saying to cover the topics in that moment: This will lead you to fall victim of point #3!
5. Time yourself: It’s tempting to do the questions untimed when you’re starting out. I think there is a time and place for untimed questions, but you should make sure these are the exception rather than the rule. The MCAT is going to be timed, so it’s best to start practicing with this constraint early!

Final tip: Keep your head up! Everyone gets dominated by Urmom early on (she’s a beast of a woman). If you’re just getting started on practice problems you’re probably not even half way into your prep process yet. Know that you have a long way to go and that past and current learning will make you more efficient later on. I was scoring in the low 5-teens halfway in, and I ended up getting a 527 on the MCAT. The majority of the progress happens in the second half. You just need to make it there!
Stay focused and stay the course!

I am almost finished packing for 2 week trip to Europe. We are flying into Amsterdam, then we’ll take the train to Paris, and then to London before flying home from London.
I am a plus size woman and always looking to hear how other women like me onebag. So I decided to share my packing experience.
This is not my first time onebagging but it is my first time with this bag. I am using a roll top bag by Reload. I’ve tried clam shells and they just don’t work as well for my size clothing. I also don’t like a lot of miscellaneous pockets because they mostly end up unused. I prefer different size cubes and small bags to coral my stuff within my bag.
Here is what I am packing (items worn will be listed separately):

• 2 tanks for layering
• 1 long sleeve lightweight sun protection shirt (it is see through and needs to be layered)
• 1 3/4 sleeve sun protection top
• 1 short sleeve bohemian style top
• 1 black tee that can be worn in 3 different styles (tank or tee, flowy front or crew neck)
• 1 sleeveless flowy blouse
• 1 flowy black dressy pants (these feel like sweatpants but look dressy)
• 1 black pants with straight legs (again feel like sweatpants but are structured)
• 1 bohemian pattern lightweight sun protection pants)
• 3 pairs merino socks
• 4 pairs mesh panties
• 2 no thigh rub shorts to wear under sun pants and as PJs
• 1 cotton t shirt for sleeping/lounging
• bra

My toiletries are limited as I don’t wear makeup and will use items the hotels provide. I also try to avoid liquids as much as possible. - small deodorant - nasal spray - steroid cream - toothpaste pills (chew up and it makes a paste to brush with) - powers toothbrush - Bobby pins and combs - travel hair straightener - sunglasses - extra prescription glasses - glasses wipes - liners, tampons and pads - medicine (prescription, Advil, nexium, misc.)
For technology, I travel light when the trip is for pleasure. - kindle (fully charged with books preloaded in airplane mode) - charger that switches out plug types for both EU and UK style plugs - this will charge my phone and my power bank. - power bank that is about the size of a phone - misc port converters (lightning to aux for headphone, usb a to usb c) - lightning earbuds (I don’t use them except on the plane/train, so it’s not worth bringing Bluetooth ones.)
What I’ll wear: - blank pants (dupe of structured ones I packed) - layering tank - black flowy top - gray jean jacket - merino socks - alegria slip on shoes (my only pair of shoes) - bucket hat - long silver necklace - bra and mesh panties
I’ll also have an inflatable travel pillow with a hood so I can cover my face while sleeping on the plane/train. And I’ll have a small belt bag/sling for my phone, wallet, keys, passport, lip gloss, and a few snacks.
And that’s it! I love having all my stuff in one bag and being able to just go. I will wash panties in the shower with me. The rest can likely be re worn after airing it and steaming it while in the shower. I won’t be swimming or exercising (aside from walking). The forecast looks decent so I’m not bringing a rainy coat. I’ll get a cheap umbrella if needed. I really try to stay away from packing my fears. It’s not always perfect, but anything forgotten can be replaced during the trip, especially in such mainstream places.
The roll top will give me the chance to add a few souvenirs and gifts along the way. And if there is something big I want, I will likely ship it home.