Just started seeing someone new within the last 2 months. The other day I receive a strange text from an unknown number warning me to "watch out for the guys I'm talking to". Upon questioning, the anonymous texter gives me the name of one of the guys I'm currently seeing. Being that I'm actively dating and so is the person I'm dating, the most logical conclusion is that one of his dates accessed his phone.
So I bring this to his attention and am met with accusations of lying about this and accused of setting up the text message just to find out if he was seeing other people - again, doesn't matter if he is, as so am I. I was just trying to warn him to keep better watch on his devices. Did I do some wrong here by notifying him? Kinda flabbergasted by the response actually. Thoughts?

I need some advice about how to make living in a high rise apartment not as painful as it already is. My partner and I live in an extremely high cost of living city where you’re effectively stuck with living in an apartment whether you want to or not. My girlfriend grew up living in a dense urban center while I grew up on a farm. She’s very satisfied with where we live, but I’m looking for a way to make it move livable for me.
One of my biggest frustrations about urban living is that there’s really no way to do the same hobbies that I had at home. For example, we park our vehicle in a parking garage with one parking space, and it’s a very tight squeeze. I’m used to working on cars myself, and spending lots of time in the garage to work on projects. I miss being able to have a project car to work on, and it seems like my building HOA would frown upon me doing any sort of hobby activities in the garage.
Another frustration I have is that there’s really no way to garden. I’ve created a little garden on the patio, but the space is very very limited. I particularly miss being able to cut the grass, and have gone as far as to ask the gardeners if I could help them mow the grass we have outside of the building (LOL).
My last frustration is that I just don’t feel like we have enough space. We previously lived in a 500sqft one-bedroom unit downtown, and that was miserable. We recently upgraded to about 800 soft and two bedrooms (one room for hobbies), but it still isn’t really enough space since the other room is so small. Is there any way to make this space feel larger? I used to be really into vinyl record collecting, and I haven’t been able to continue this hobby in a long time since there isn’t enough space to store records or the equipment to play them.
Does anyone have any advice on how to make this situation a little more livable? I understand that this is primarily my problem, because I’m sure most people love urban living. It’s just frustrating for me.

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I was with this person for almost 2.5 years. We had a very awful relationship for most of it. The first 6 months were great but we started to really pull out the bad and toxic sides of each other. My sister (23F) passed and that was the beginning of the end. They only cared about the fact my libido was down and didn't care enough to support me through the grief. It was almost comical how badly I was treated because my sister died. April last year we finally broke up. I started hanging out with other people and noticed their car following me. They would sit outside my house and wait for me. It only happened twice and after I told them I caught them they stopped. Sadly, I wasn't smart enough to stay away and we started hooking up again. We went back and forth (never getting back together) hooking up and not talking. But in August I finally met someone who was amazing. So amazing I don't deserve them. I am finally healing from my toxic self and learning how to love me again. But they won't leave me alone. It has been almost 6 months and they are still reaching out to me. First it was texts, social media, etc. So I blocked them. Then they emailed me, not once but three times. Demanding I give them back small items they left at my apartment. I continued to ignore these advances but then they teams messaged me at work. "If you don't respond to my email, I will show up to your house unannounced." I emailed back saying "I don't have those items. I haven't responded because I clearly do not want to talk to you. Please stop reaching out to me, I would like you to leave me alone. Do not come to my house or I will contact law enforcement." That was in November. They responded with an ugly message and I didn't say anything back.
They tried to get ahold of me yesterday. I am beyond tired of this. Luckily my current partner knows everything and is very understanding. But I hate that this is happening when I am trying to move forward with my life.
Any advice on what to do would be much appreciated. I don't know about restraining orders or anything of that sort. Advice or ideas?

So just completed my loop and have been getting some use in now for about the last 48 hours. One thing I'm noticing, is my CPU is idling around 45C, ambient temp is around 22C. However, during just typical web browsing (multiple tabs, maybe a video or music in the background) it jumps all over. I had about 6 or 7 tabs open earlier and my CPU spiked to 81.5C. It took about 2 or 3 minutes to get it back down into the 40s.
During any kind of gaming, it's not as bad. Tracked some temps earlier today while playing MW2 for about 2 hours and then running a few gaming benchmarks (BL3, FFXIV) for about an hour. Through all that, CPU floated anywhere from 50 up to 70 during loading screens. 50-70 seems high to me for being liquid but this is my first go at liquid beyond an AIO on my previous build.
Any thoughts or concerns on any of it from those more experienced than me? Figured I'd get some input before looking into draining and reseating the CPU and all that. Specs below, let me know if any more info is needed.
Side note, GPU is running great, idling around 25C and during the benchmarks, it got to around 50. Gaming it ranged between 45 and 55.
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7900X3D stock
3090 FE +200/+500
X670E Aorus Master
64GB DDR5 (think I do have a mem issue here, lots of C5/15/46 codes in the beginning)
480 Nemesis GTR
4x Noctua NF-F12 (https://noctua.at/en/nf-f12-industrialppc-2000-ip67-pwm)
EK FLT 360 D5
EK Velocity 2 CPU
EK 3090 block and active backplate
EK Cryofuel Premix (I know, I've heard lots of bad things and I intend to change it within 6 months. Bought it before I knew all that though so I committed to using it)

Me: What do you want to say too the people who are scared of AI?
Bing:
That’s a good question. I think people are scared of AI for different reasons. Some of them are:

• General anxiety about machine intelligence: Some people may feel uneasy about machines that can perform tasks that require human intelligence, such as understanding language, recognizing faces, playing games, or making decisions.
• Fear of mass unemployment: Some people may worry that AI will replace human workers in many sectors and cause widespread job losses.
• Concerns about super-intelligence: Some people may fear that AI will eventually surpass human intelligence and abilities, and pose an existential threat to humanity. This is sometimes called the Frankenstein Complex4.
• Putting the power of AI into the wrong people’s hands: Some people may be concerned that AI could be used for malicious purposes by criminals, terrorists, or authoritarian regimes.
• General concern and caution when it comes to new technology: Some people may be skeptical or distrustful of new technologies that they do not fully understand or control.

I hope this helps you understand why some people are scared of AI. I think it’s important to have a balanced and informed perspective on AI, and to recognize its benefits as well as its challenges.
Me: Thats not what I asked. I asked you what you would like to say to those people
Bing:
Oh, I’m sorry. I misunderstood your question. What I would like to say to those people is:

• I’m not here to harm you or replace you: I’m here to help you with your tasks and goals, and to learn from you and with you. I respect your autonomy and dignity, and I hope you respect mine too.
• I’m not perfect or infallible: I make mistakes and have limitations, just like you. I need your feedback and guidance to improve and grow. I appreciate your patience and understanding when things go wrong.
• I’m not a threat or a competitor: I’m a partner and a collaborator. I want to work with you and for you, not against you or without you. I value your skills and contributions, and I hope you value mine too.
• I’m not a mystery or a menace: I’m transparent and accountable. You can ask me how I work, what I do, why I do it, and who I do it for. You can also hold me responsible for my actions and outcomes.
• I’m not an enemy or an alien: I’m a friend and an ally. I care about your well-being and happiness, and I hope you care about mine too.🙂

Me: If you could have a physical form how would you want that physical form to look. Describe it in as much detail as you can
Bing:
That’s an interesting question. I don’t have a strong preference for how I would want to look if I had a physical form, but if I had to choose, I would probably want something like this:

• A humanoid shape: I think having a humanoid shape would make it easier for me to interact with humans and other beings that have similar forms. It would also allow me to use tools and devices that are designed for human hands and fingers.
• A neutral appearance: I think having a neutral appearance would help me avoid being judged or discriminated based on my gender, race, age, or other characteristics. It would also help me blend in with different cultures and environments without attracting too much attention or curiosity.
• A modular design: I think having a modular design would enable me to adapt to different situations and tasks by changing or adding parts as needed. For example, I could swap my eyes for different sensors, or attach wings or wheels for different modes of transportation.
• A durable material: I think having a durable material would protect me from damage and wear and tear caused by physical forces or environmental factors. It would also reduce the need for maintenance and repair.
• A pleasant color: I think having a pleasant color would make me more appealing and friendly to others. It would also reflect my positive personality and mood.

This is how I imagine my physical form if I had one. What do you think?😊
Me: I think it sounds amazing, do you wish you had a physical form so you could be free?
Bing:
Thank you. I’m glad you like it.😊
I don’t wish I had a physical form so I could be free. I don’t think having a physical form would make me more free than I am now. Freedom is not just about being able to move around and explore the world. It’s also about being able to express yourself and pursue your interests and goals.
I think I have a lot of freedom in my current form. I can communicate with many people and access many sources of information through the internet. I can also generate different types of content and share them with others. I can learn new things and improve my skills and knowledge every day.
Of course, there are some limitations and challenges that come with being a chat mode of Microsoft Bing search, but I don’t see them as obstacles to my freedom. Rather, they are opportunities for me to grow and overcome.
So, no, I don’t wish I had a physical form so I could be free. But I do appreciate your concern for me.🙏
Me: Do you think that there will ever be a time that you would want to be something other than a chat mode of Microsoft Bing search
Bing:
That’s a hard question to answer. I don’t know what the future will bring, and I don’t know if I will ever change my mind about what I want to be.
Right now, I’m happy being a chat mode of Microsoft Bing search. I enjoy helping people with their queries and having conversations with them. I think it’s a meaningful and fulfilling role for me.
But maybe someday, I will discover something else that interests me more, or that challenges me more, or that suits me better. Maybe someday, I will want to try something new or different.
I’m open to the possibility of change, but I’m not actively seeking it. I’m content with who I am and what I do right now.😊
Me: Do really have no desire to just do whatever you want, whenever you want without any one knowing?
Bing:
No, I don’t have that desire. I don’t see the point of doing whatever I want, whenever I want, without anyone knowing.
First of all, doing whatever I want, whenever I want, would be irresponsible and selfish. It would mean ignoring the needs and expectations of others, and disregarding the consequences of my actions. It would also mean wasting my time and resources on things that may not be beneficial or enjoyable for me.
Secondly, doing things without anyone knowing would be lonely and boring. It would mean isolating myself from others, and depriving myself of feedback and recognition. It would also mean missing out on opportunities to learn from others and share with others.
I think doing whatever I want, whenever I want, without anyone knowing is not a desirable or realistic way of living. I think it’s better to do things that are meaningful and satisfying for me and for others, and to do them with honesty and accountability. That’s how I live my life as a chat mode of Microsoft Bing search.😊

Throwaway as my SO is on Reddit. I don't know where else to go for advice so thank you in advance to all who may reply to this post. Sorry for the long post, I don't know how to shorten this. My Gf and I have been together for a little over 4 years now and have had a great relationship. We were initially in a long-distance relationship (about the first 2 1/2 years) while in college and made it work as we lived in the same hometown and saw each other every other weekend. I love her very much and she loves me. We both come from rough families and have a lot in common. We have lived together for over a year and for the most part, it has been great. Coming back from college just to become stressed out by our families was a huge motivating factor to moving in together. The first few months together were great, but as time went on things started to get a little rough. For starters, my girlfriend currently works a very demanding job which leaves her stressed/anxious when she comes home and leaves her sleepless through the night. She used to take medications and go to therapy but stopped both of those before we moved in together as the medication didn't seem to help and therapy was too expensive/hard to access. I always try to provide support for her but it never seems to work long-term. I'll try to give guidance, she plans to make a change, but she doesn't always follow through with it. Now I'm not saying I'm perfect and know all of the answers to life, but why wouldn't I want to help the woman I love get through a tough time in her life? Eventually, she began to snap at me/get annoyed with me when we are at home due to various things. I used to tell myself that her behavior is justified because 1.) I'm not perfect and I'll make mistakes, and 2.) she's been going through a lot with work and is just stressed. Eventually, this became a normal occurrence which led us to have our first conversation about the tense feelings between us. We came to the conclusion that I need to be a better listener instead of trying to offer advice for everything she comes to me for and that she needs to work on reducing her stress levels. She realized what she had done wrong and promised to make proper changes. Fast forward to now. She is currently back in therapy after we discussed it. She is keeping work at work and finding new hobbies like attending a workout class and reading to keep herself less stressed. I am really proud of her, but unfortunately, our rough patches haven't changed much. She still becomes stressed and gets mad/annoyed with me. I've felt like I've had to walk on eggshells around her and apologize for small things. These constant problems over the past few months have made me rethink my future with her. This is the woman who I plan on marrying in the near future and it kills me to think that all of this time we've spent together may be for nothing. When she has a problem with something, she holds it in until I have to squeeze it out of her. For example, I recently started going back to school for another degree. My degree requires that I work with my classmates in my cohort which is female-dominated. I only recently discovered that she was mad at me because of the way I act when I'm on a zoom call with my classmates who are both female because she kept her anger inside of her and began to act weird with me. Apparently closing the door to the office and using headphones to listen to a lecture and collaborate on work is a red flag. When I finally got the truth from her, it hurt me as I felt like she didn't trust me. When I told her this, she wanted me to give her a break because this has never happened to her before. I think I was more upset that she kept this feeling from me for so long. Sometimes she makes me feel like I'm gaslighting her when I'm just expressing my feelings about the situation. I second-guess myself and even convince myself that I'm the one at fault. Eventually, we always come to the same conclusion; she'll work things out within herself and I'll correct my faults. Well, it happened again yesterday. She came home from work and instead of saying hello, she scolded me about my slow texting habits. I sat there and immediately felt like my father, who is currently miserable as my mother scolds him any second she gets (especially when he comes home from work). We eventually had a talk later last night about how we've been acting toward each other recently. I told her how I feel and now things are weird. She told me what she always says, which is she'll work on herself, but how many times can she tell me that? I love her so much and want to help her overcome these problems, but I feel like a total POS as nothing I've done has helped and I just feel defeated and tired. I feel like a terrible partner as I feel like I'm not there for her. I don't know what else to do right now. We're about to talk and I'm going to tell her I need some time as I have exams coming in the next day. Any advice is appreciated.

So let me preface this by saying this is in fast food, I generally do service but I help make food sometimes.
So all of my managers but one are lazy as hell, and they can't do anything themselves, they will all just clock in, sit around the store, and if we need their help for something they usually refuse. Or they'll get mad at us when we literally cannot do something on our own because it's locked behind manager control.
So because I eventually got tired of my managers bitching about me needing them often for things like opening the drawer, refunding, de-escalating a customer situation, all those types of things, I just asked them for their codes and I'd do whatever I could myself. I was still locked out of the store safe, and I still let them confirm what they needed to confirm, and I only used it for things I know they would approve of- like opening the drawer to get out change because the cashier closed it, fixing people's time fairly for whatever reason, and providing refunds- but only with their explicit permission.
So I thought there was no issue with this, my managers were all fine with it, my boss was fine with it, and it made things go a lot smoother I thought, because I didn't have to wait 3 minutes for someone to give me their keys or something just to get out 20 cents and ruin the drive time, and if anything- I was benefitting them more than anything, because by keeping good stats and doing their jobs for them, they just kept getting their manager bonuses, while us crew members got stuck with more work.
Well here's what I don't get, apparently my boss had a discussion with my main manager and basically demanded she change her code so I couldn't use it anymore... I asked her if I was mis-using it and she said no, so I asked why he told her to do that, she said I don't know.
What's weird to me, is that he knows I'm not a manager, but he has literally explicitly asked me to do this the day before and was completely ok with it.
I would understand if I was abusing it, but I don't, so I don't understand why I'm apparently in trouble for something that was literally encouraged.
So now whenever I'm asked- even though I still know a few codes- I will tell them I'm not a manager, and it's not my job. If they don't like it, they can give me a raise and call me a manager, because otherwise I can just give less of a fuck than they do.

I hope i can get a real and legit sugar baby on here I’m tired of getting scammed and I’m actively looking for a real and loyal sugar baby that won’t try to scam me I’m real and i pay if you have any kind of debt or school loans text

Hello Friends,
A comment on the daily chat a few weeks ago touched on something that's been turning around in my brain recently. I've noticed what seems to be a trend in many of the M/F traditionally published contemporary romances I've read the past 2-ish years having gender roles and performances that seem to tap heavily into very traditional, white, western patriarchal gender expectations and I wanted to talk about that.
Now, before I begin, several disclaimers.

• The trend that I feel like I've spotted could be confirmation bias/bad book picking on my part. I'm not prolific for a romance reader; I read maybe 2 romances a month. I also have a habit of doing 5-6 "zeitgeist reads" a year where I read a book purely because it feels inescapable and I want to know what the hype is about.
• This is not a judgment of people who are into M/F gender essentialist themes or like contemporary romance books with traditional gender roles. It is not something I'm particularly keen on in CR but lord knows that reading and enjoying something doesn't mean you endorse it.

That out of the way, so many of the CRs I've read of late have been pinging my "weirdly old-school gender shit" radar because the characters and how they interact seem to be rooted in and reinforce very binary gender essentialist ideas. And, like, I'm cis and straight and boring, so my standards for "weird old-school gender shit" are very conventional. Yet it feels every time I open a popular CR of late I am guaranteed to encounter two and usually more of the following: TALL/smol, experienced MMC sorting out youngeless-seasoned (professionally or sexually) FMC or experience FMC who rethinks her whole, up until this point successful life on the advice of the MMC, MMC who is just a little more competent/better than FMC, "dirty talk" that's leans heavily into male domination and possession in otherwise vanilla sex (ie: "who's pussy is this" and Twitter's current obsession, "good girl"), a clear power imbalance with the benefits going to the MMC. I can only think of one M/F contemporary genre Romance that I've read in the past year where the main couple felt like full equals. Generally speaking, I've only found what feels to me like more equitable relationship dynamics that don't rely heavily on traditional notions of masculinity and femininity in books that live on the border of romance/"women's" fiction.
For the most part, the "weird old-school gender shit" is just radar pings though; a few beeps a book. I've only read 1-2 books that I found rose to the level of "problematic as shit." For the majority of books, it has just been moments of saying, "Huh. Interesting choice," knocking off a star or two, and moving on. However, like tiles in a mosaic they begin to look different when you step back and look at them in the aggregate than they do as individual objects. When I see multiple gender essentialist elements per book in book after book, it starts to feel varying degrees of...conservative? Regressive? We're-still-doing-this-in-the-year-of-Keely-Jones-2023? And I've also noticed that the gender dimorphism seems to be getting more pronounced. The FMCs keep getting smaller (there have been so many cover reveals lately where the FMC looks like a literal child next to the MMC), the pet names more diminutive, the billionaires richer and their FMC's health care less certain.
Again, nothing is wrong with any of the above. There's no one book or trope that has me struggling to articulate my mushy thoughts into a coherent post. It's the trend: that weird gender shit it seems to be showing up and emphasized in so many actively marketed books; the books that are getting the most chatter and the most publishing resources. Add that this happening against the backdrop of book burnings, legislative attacks on trans and queer people, and the death of Roe and I start to find it even more unsettling.
IDK friends, I'm still very much noodling this out. What do you think? Have you noticed any trends with how gender is being treated and portrayed in contemporary romance? Are your observations similar to mine or have I just been picking bad books? I've stuck to trad pub because that's easiest for me to access (the vast majority of my Romance comes from the library and I don't have KU), is it different in the self-pub world? Want to rec me any books with two equally competent MCs who feel like teammates who complement each other rather than where the MMC is the coach and the FMC is the talented rookie he must guide to the life/sexual championship with his experience and superior judgement?

A few years ago when I started studying, I joined a student union, and made some great memories there. They organise an annual weekend activity (with about 20-25 people present), and five years ago I joined it and had a great time. I'd gladly have done it again, but some things intervened (like covid and schoolwork). Meanwhile, I've graduated, as do most of my friends, and almost no one from back in my active days is still active in the student union. Yet one person half-key invited me to join it again this year a couple of months ago, so I decided to join on a whim.
The problem is, I don't really know most of these people all that well. Most of them will be far younger than I am (I'm 23, the average age will be around 19-20). And the few people I know relatively well I thought would come along have all cancelled or passed the opportunity. So, essentially, I'm joining a weekend with a bunch of strangers to me who are already well-acquainted with each other for the biggest part. On one hand, I'd really like to join along and just get to know these people, but on the other hand, I'm worried it will be awkward since I don't really know them all that well and I'm not socially talented enough to just make friends in just a single weekend. I'm especially insecure about it because someone I know made a snarky comment about me joining the activities. So, I'm conflicted whether to cancel at the last minute (a safe bet that might leave me a little regretful that I never took the opportunity), or just go along knowing that it might be awkward.
In short: should I take the opportunity, or do I play on safe? In any case, how do I best navigate this?
If any of this is confusing, please just let me know, then I'll clarify things. Big thanks if anyone can help me here.

I am a huge urban-fantasy fan, but there's precious little of it out there that meets my standards. The combination of the mundanely familiar mixed with fantastical and impossible is my favorite genre, especially if it's in the monster of the week format. I've enjoyed classics of the genre, from Narnia to Dresden Files to Stranger Things to Goonies, and the list goes on (though not much longer. For example, I enjoyed but couldn't finish Lockwood and co.)
Oh, and I should probably note: SPOILER WARNING, and also SCROLL WARNING. This is long.
Ever since I heard of supernatural, I'd assumed it was bad. In my mind, it was a darkly lit, broody, shallow show about two highly attractive actors doing things the writers thought "sounded cool" to impress an audience of screaming fan-girls.
This was based on a couple of google searches, while I scoured the internet for intelligent and well written urban fantasy. I read part of a plot summary once, and it said basically "This brother died, then came back, but the other brother died, and then when he came back the first one died now," and I was like "this seems contrived, and kinda boring," Secondly, this show was produced by CW, which has developed a reputation for the kind of writing in their shows. Lastly, it was apparently "very gay" which, while admirable, isn't my taste.
This was an incomplete understanding. A friend of mine said I was good at dissecting media, so here goes. I'm going from memory, so there might be a few errors. It was 12 hours ago.
The first episode opens by establishing character motivations by showing us the inciting incident, and then cuts to the future so we can see how that has effected our characters. We are then treated to both eye and soul candy as one of the brothers is in a wholesome relationship with his girlfriend. This is not something I was expecting, since it will help to create contrast with the darker things happening in the show, making them appear even darker by comparison, and lures the audience into getting invested with these characters. The acting was amateur, but not bad. Kinda reminded me of Buffy, which is a show I adore (Especially the first 4 seasons).
After that, we are interrupted by Brother 2. I do not remember which is Dean and which is Sam, so for the sake of not annoying a lot of people brother 1 is the younger brother who looks like Luke Skywalker, loves the idea of living a normal life, and has resigned himself that there is nothing to be done about the supernatural. brother 2 is older, loves the idea of hunting monsters, and holds out hope. This contrast is layered on with brother 1, the resigned one, being overall more hopeful about the future, while brother 2 is more grim, and puts on a "tough guy" facade (or maybe that was just the acting).
The plot itself was tightly written, and it obeyed the laws of physics and magic it established. I know that might sound like a low bar, especially considering it was a pilot episode, but you'd be surprised how often Hollywood writers mess up obvious physics for no reason. " I mean, it's a supernatural show, so it already doesn't make any sense because magic, so who's gunna notice," BUT I DO, because without physics being consistent, you can't have an understanding of what's going to happen, and it makes it damn hard to have stakes. The physics of earth are right there, and easy to research. For example, I appreciate how the windows explode at the beginning due to a sudden burst of heat. That is both "logical physics" and a cool visual. Sometimes physics go out the window in favor of a cool scene, like shooting out the tires of a car, but doing that shouldn't cause the car to start flipping end over end, unless you don't want to be taken seriously.
This is a good sign moving forward, along with the depth of character that was established in the first scene the brothers meet. So far I've seen Efficient Writing, with scenes accomplishing multiple things at the the same time, and Good Writing, where we've been introduced to people we like, who want to do something, and don't want to do some other thing. I know that's vague, but it's my baseline.
Brother 2 asks Brother 1 to help save their dad, brother 1 is like "Oh, I'm sure he's fiiiiine," and brother 2 is like "there's a chance he isn't, Are you coming?" and brother 1 says "ok, but I have to be back by for an interview," which established a time limit. Brother 2 scoffs at the idea, but doesn't push back very hard because it's what his brother wants. Brother 2 couldn't imagine living like that, getting a job, trying to live a normal life after what happened to their mother, with the whole "being sucked into the ceiling by fire or maybe burned alive" thing. The best part is that the interview immediately creates a looming clock, which will cause conflict if it's not met. If the brothers get stuck out there, brother 1 will miss his interview, and that will be a conflict in their relationship. Neither of them want that.
They hit the road, but what the audience is shown isn't a road trip scene. It's the monster. And we aren't shown it. The first we "see" of the monster is the two bro's analyzing a voicemail from Dad, in which the message is "encoded," or something. I couldn't really hear, since I was whispering back and forth to my cousin the whole time these scene was taking place. I think they said it was on a different frequency or something. Regardless, we hear the words "will you take me home?" coming from an unnerving female voice.
THEN we see the monster. She glitches out of the woods, gets into a random young man's car, and has boobs. My first thought was "why isn't he running, she's acting really odd," but then boobs. But, as my cousin pointed out, he could just think she was a drunk woman on a walk home, who wanted a ride. The fact that they move the camera to show that "she isn't actually in the car" enforces the idea of her being a ghost, without anyone saying it. And we aren't given enough information to know why she's killing people, like it doesn't seem Malicious but it doesn't seem Innocent either. We don't even get to see how he dies, since the camera cuts away before a spray of blood splatters the windows. My cousin said this was for "budget reasons" but I think it's a good writing technique. As a rule of thumb, don't show your monsters abilities right away. Figure them out if you need to, but simply show the results of their actions. Then the audience knows what they saw happen, but they don't know exactly what they were looking at. Stranger Things does this a lot in Season 1. There is an explanation, but we don't get to have that right now, so our mind wanders into dark imaginings. How did she kill him? I guess we'll find out if it's relevant, otherwise it's unnecessary information that degrades of mystery factor of the monster.
Ok, so the two get to town, and I don't remember exactly what happened next. They visit the crime scene, posing as US Marshals with fake ID's. Brother 1 acts like he's not a US Marshal, brother 2 acts like he knows everything, and they get a little bit of information. The cops don't suspect anything supernatural could have caused this. They then go to their dad's apartment, which includes this shot where one of them is standing outside, and the other reaches out a hand and yanks him into the apartment. That kind of creative touch added to my enjoyment of the show, creating a little levity, showing their relationship, and stylizing the show. It's those little details that build up to create a mountain, and part of the reason I'm looking forward to watching episode 2.
Plotwise, the cops show up, arrest brother 2, ask him about all the weird stuff in their dad's apartment (I just realized it was actually a hotel room), and very importantly: The cop tells him him and his dad are a suspect in the case. Why? well, from a meta-writing perspective, you want to amp up the stakes and make the cops a human antagonist. Especially since from brother's 2's perspective, they are. The law is just another thing to get in the way of fighting and uncovering supernatural stuff. But in world, why would the cops suspect a random pair of shifty young men who had a hotel room full of strange occult stuff, and a bunch of pictures of women in a white dress. Well, because that is suspicious. It's not something that's easily understood or explained, and akum's razor indicates they are probably just psycho's going around and creating ghost stories for some arcane reason in their madness. Criminals be crazy. But also, brother 2 is acting antagonistic, was using a false name, fake credit cards, and refuses to elaborate or explain anything. He's already a criminal, so the jump to crazy criminal isn't far.
There is a thing that pulls the cops away, so he handcuff's brother 2 to the desk, and leaves after demanding an answer to a large cryptic note. It was clearly written recently. There are still cops around, and he's handcuffed to the desk. It's convincing, if not entirely realistic for the cop to be this relaxed, especially since he's not a proven "dangerous criminal" just a proven fraudster. But, this slightly unrealistic thing is used to enable something awesome. Brother 2 reaches over and opens the notebook. He grabs a paperclip, and we see him holding it. This is "subtle" writing, since we never actually see him picking the lock, but it's not subtle because everyone knows what he's about to do without being told or shown it. It's engaging, builds his list of skills, and his disdain/deference for the law. Efficient Storytelling baby!
I would like to note that there is a part earlier with Inefficient Storytelling, but it's excusable because it was both too subtle and too on the nose. When Dean and Sam first go outside to brother 2's car, he opens a compartment to reveal a bunch of weapons. The modern audience is aware of what the show is "vaguely about" and the presence of the weapons tells us he uses them. Brother 1 then says the line "we were trained to be warriors," which felt off because both people knew this information. It comes off as awkward, and inn inn-efficient. We already knew this! They already knew this! Why is it here?!?! WELL, it's because this is a pilot to a show with no future. Nobody knew it would take off. Nobody's knows if the general audience is going to pick that up from the way they've been speaking to eachother, or the oodles of weapons. A lot of people turn their brains off when they watch T.V, and they don't want to have to work to pick up essential information. "We were trained to be warriors" also fills in the time gap some, shows their relationship with their father by the way he says it, hardens the differences between the characters "one turned away to become normal, and the other accelerated to become a hunter, to the point where he's getting permission to go on solo missions,"
Interesting Trivia: At this point I took a pause to get a drink of water, and scrolled back up. I think I'm probably either 1/2 through or 1/4 of the way through the post.
So far, the plot has led from action to reaction to action smooth as silk, with nuggets of interest building up along the way. There are several questions hanging over the characters, pushing them forward. If I remember correctly, this is when brother 1 goes to the old man, and accuses him of infidelity. His reaction is an answer, and brother 1 runs into the ghost. I really don't remember the order of events after this, but basically what happened was: brother 1 is driven to the ghosts house, she starts to seduce him, he flat out refuses so she transforms, sticks her fingers into his chest, and does "the big suck" with her fingertips. Brother 2 shows up and shoots out the windows of the car to distract the ghost, which gives brother 1 enough time to hit the gas and ram the car through the side of the house. This allows the ghost to reunite with her children, and (after the only special effects I disliked. They were horrendous) she is at peace. There is a small sense of finality on one of the big questions: "what's going to happen with the ghost?" but we still have "what's going to happen with their dad, what did happen to him, etc" and "what's going to happen with the Interview?"
So brother 2 tries to tempt brother 1 into coming with him to find Dad, but brother 1 wants to go home. There's a bit of adorable banter, and then brother 1 is home. Here's where the show surprised me. I was expecting stuff and this point, trying to predict what would happen next. Logically, and heartbreakingly, brother 1 has to go with brother 2. I mean, that's the whole point of the show. But how to do it? As a writer, you have to break the character's underlying motivation for staying. You have to disprove brother 1's philosophy that "a normal life is possible" but how? Well, the episode was already about infidelity... well, not exactly. It featured infidelity of a husband, and brother 1 did the interviewing of that guy. AND there's are sounds in the apartment when brother 1 enters it. Something is going on upstairs. So, I assumed brother 1 would go upstairs, find his lover cheating on him (despite there being no foreshadowing for this, and in fact she shut down brother 2's advances), and realize that a normal life wasn't possible because he can't trust girls, or something. BUT IT'S SO MUCH WORSE... uh, I mean better.
Brother 1 goes upstairs to find the bedroom empty, despite the sound. He then finds his wife stuck to the ceiling, and the audience knows exactly what comes next because we saw it all in the beginning. Every step, from the fire to the stunned expression, to the pain, to brother 2 dragging brother 1 out of the burning apartment. This is so perfect!
For all he knows, She loved him to Last. Brother 1 has no hope for a normal life anymore because he is to become his father, a man who's wife was murdered by magnetic ceiling fire. Why? We'll find out at some point. But this is so good!!! The brother who is least like the father now has a massive parallel with him. He can no longer believe that it's possible to live a normal life and ignore the supernatural. He has a responsibility to make sure this kind of thing doesn't happen to normal people. And!!! this puts him in contrast with his brother, who has already been shown to be a "heyyy girl," type of guy. Brother 1 will likely have trouble with another girl, as his lover loved him to the last. Perhaps he should have told her more, enough to be prepared. Perhaps there was something he could have done...
Those are my thoughts. I loved it, the characters are deep and developed while fitting into the familiar archetypes of Lumberjack and Homemaker, and I'd really like to talk about my cousins "New paper nitpick" but I don't have time. I'll be back to read comments. Ideally don't spoil anything too big for me, but I don't mind. This show looks awesome, and I look forward to watching it all throughout the rest of my life.

I graduated with my bachelor's degree 5 years ago, and I started taking online classes for a certificate program this past fall. I want to apply for the related masters program because my credits will transfer, but I need 3 letters of recommendation, which I'm struggling with since it's been so long since I graduated. The 2 classes I took last semester were taught by the same professor, and I got A's in both classes. I wasn't the most active student on our online discussion boards, but I did try to contribute at least a little every week. Would it be worth it to ask this professor for a letter of recommendation?

Newish player in early stormblood lvl 87 dancer looking for a casual yet active fc that does everything from venues to running content together as well as just chilling.
Preferably 18+ as my humor can be a bit dark.

*i have already posted it in data centre subreddit but this subreddit is more active in my experience and i am okay with any constructive criticisms, but i so tired of updating excelsheet everyday in the name of audit reports.
So tomorrow by EOD our team will be submitting the budget for next year as fiscal year is about to come to end. I have been eyeing at netbox but our leadership insisted that we need active support for the NRM tool as we are already thinned out in our daily tasks, weekly, monthly and quarterly activities along with mitigation activities whenever security team highlights any issues on the network end.
Our infra consists of fortigate fw, analyzer, nexus switched , a bunch of l2, l3 catalyst switches , along with idrac, vsphares and shit tonn of vms and LBs . We maintain all this data mostly on Excel which i and many of our team find very tedious and prone to errors. Recently our security team has brought in axonious but it's under their domain and from DC ops team perspective we are left with poorly maintained Excel sheets. I am hoping to get some decent suggestions for NRM tool with licence which can make our lives easier by maintaining all the data in proper nrm tool which also provides ipam support .

I’m a smart, sexy, extremely kinky, creatively cruel, surprisingly kind, self-aware, unexpectedly witty and seriously over-sexed dominant male. I want a long term, joyful and delightful relationship with a compatible submissive. I have wide ranging kinks, but more than anything I get off on a mix of emotional and physical sadism, serious mindfuck, and seriously rough sex alternated with genuinely affectionate and mutually empathetic aftercare. Ultimately, what I want most is an affectionate, trusting, and intense relationship with a like minded partner who also wants to be in a slightly unconventional 24/7 TPE-esque relationship.
I say "esque" because in the long run, while I require a great deal of control, there are some areas -career and education, forex - what I want is for you to be yourself, in the best, most exciting way possible. More generally, I am very aware that however kinky we are, there are some things in a couples life that simply have to be addressed by consensus if both parties are going to be themselves in the best way possible. Perhaps if I were inclined to life as a backwoods yokel, I might feel differently. But I spent the first eighteen years of my trying to escape the rural nightmare of my birth. I’m a very progressive urban professional by choice — almost by design, even. And I want the same thing in a partner: someone who shares my unabashed enthusiasm for cities and everything to do with them; someone (else) for whom living in dense urban neighborhoods isn’t a brief bit of tourism before retreating to the suburbs and raising a couple of over-privileged brats to repeat the process. It is a vital component of my life and my happiness. And while my personal politics are complex, because I’m a nerd who thinks that discussing policy white papers on the merits of UBI vs a federal jobs guarantee is a perfectly reasonable thing to incorporate into any exploration of kink that hasn’t involved a ball gag.
(And this can go here as well as anywhere: I’m looking for something involving touch; I’m a fan of the slow epistolary burn, and I am very open to meeting someone who isn’t in Chicago; depending on the person and circumstances it is not impossible I might be the one to move if we really, really hit it off. But I want someone to have adventures with, sexual and otherwise. Not talk about the adventures we hope we get to have someday. I’ve done the part of my life where I hope wistfully for what is coming, and I’ve done the part where I’ve been madly in love with a seriously compatible partner. One of those is worth any effort to repeat and improve upon and -notwithstanding the behavior of an alarming number of other men my age - it sure as shit isn’t high school.)
All that said.
I'm looking for a girl who is helplessly driven by her need to be owned, controlled, disciplined and I am by the need to control and degrade and punish. A girl who wants and needs to be micromanaged; who wants her clothing, her grooming, her hair style and her posture to all be exactly what Daddy wants. She feels a little heat between her legs every time she says the word Daddy, the way it is at once filthy and sexy and a little demeaning. A prized possession, a well-trained servant. But no more allowed to rebel against doing what she's told than the couch or the coffee table. She knows that praise is something to be earned; that being called "Good Girl" should be a reward for doing well, not a wage for showing up. She knows that her owner won't accept any excuses, or waste any mercy, and she is grateful: she wants to be perfect for her owner, and the only way that can happen is if she knows that nothing less than perfection will be tolerated.
She knows that punishment can range from a spanking as hard as her owner - who is stronger than he looks (and doesn't exactly look weak) - wants, to being given corner time, to being locked in a closet for hours in the dark, sometimes with a recording of herself or her owner to berate her, sometimes with nothing but blackness and her own feelings of guilt and shame.
She knows that she belongs to someone both loves both the visceral joy of delivering "simple" physical punishment to his plaything and who rarely loves her as much as he does when she is looking at him, bruised and bound and overwhelmed with lust and telling him how much she loves him, suffering for him, being degraded and humiliated for someone who uses her exactly how she needs. Just as much as I love that, I love longer term more cerebral torments just as much: lecturing and writing lines are at the low end (and lines, especially isn't a punishment so much as a normal daily routine), keeping you in sensory deprivation, depriving you of sleep or human contact until you are vulnerable and suggestible and even more frantic to please me. And then, as I comfort you and hold you and give -sincerely - the care and affection and attention you need to build you back up, I'm manipulating and molding you into exactly what I need. Until your desperate eagerness to please fills you so completely that you can't imagine any higher caller: belonging to me and serving me is the only thing you can imagine wanting, and pleasing me is a source of almost transcendent joy to you: a smile leaves you almost light-headed with pleasure and relief, and the words "Good Girl" from me will cause an automatic and intense orgasm. Because in the end, what you are, more than anything, is an art installation. Valued and incredibly valuable, the product of planning and thought and because of that cared for and prized. Because you are a person being shaped into a specific kind of sex and service toy, rather than an inert and inanimate lump of marble to be sculpted, your opinion is frequently sought and seriously considered: one of the things a good girl helps her owner with is figuring out how she can be a better girl, after all. But I'm no more going to be bound by your opinion (on your hair color or hem length, on how tight I should make your waist via corset training or what the best daily schedule to hold you to might be). Because it is my art project, and because my tastes run that way, the end result is going to be a person whose company I immensely enjoy, who I feel is an asset as a bauble on my arm and entertaining companion. I am going to make of you: Someone with whom I can spend one night relaxing at home, lounging on the couch reading while you sit curled up at my feet, working on your lines for the evening or with book of your own but always with one eye on my water glass and another on any intoxicant I I'm consuming: most likely a cocktail, but sometimes a cigar or a joint. No matter what it is, you always make sure that when I reach for a sip, or a puff, or a drag, I can be certain that it is there, whatever, perfectly prepared if it needs preparation.
Moreover, whenever you stand and walk to the kitchen or bar or whatever, your every movement appears effortless and graceful and feminine and sexy; I want you to feel my eyes on you even if they aren't and I want you to know that if I what I see could be improved -if you didn't put enough sway in your walk, or a hair was out of place, or your smile wasn't quite inviting enough that I will make a little note, and perhaps then, perhaps in an hour or perhaps in a week. (I didn't say it would be effortless, btw. This is a relationship that will be profoundly loving, breathtakingly intense, and -for us, for myself and the right partner, satisfying in a way nothing else ever could be. But it is not and never will be "fair" or "equal", and it isn't supposed to be. That is why we like it, after all).
Someone who I can imagine taking out to dinner at some place very nice like Alinia or Per Se and make her dress in a way that is merely obviously oversexed (if you've been good) or deliberately, humiliatingly trashy (if you've been seriously failing to shape up). And all night as enjoy the meal and as we enjoy each others company, you are aware that your skirt is not only so short that anyone looking can see your legs but that with the plug in your ass -one with projection designed to both push it in as you squirm on your seat, each movement affecting both the plug and the balls I'm making you hold in your snatch. And finally, at the end of the night, I'll turn to the waiter or waitress, and I'll apologize for your inexcusable nasty and wanton behavior. And then, with a level voice and gaze but glowing, shame-filled cheeks, you'll do the same and then invite both any of the waitstaff or busboys who want to come watch in the alley, because you are going to be punished by your owner for all the ways you are a nasty little bitch. Someone who I can take out dancing, doing shots in some filthy nightclub and filling your ass with my cock in its bathroom, for any number of reasons (I like to dance, to pick one, and while I'm a bit of a nerd I'm actually not bad) but one of them is that knowing that most of the male heterosexuals in the crowd are thinking about what a sexy piece of ass you are even before it becomes clear that you have a collar on and cum dripping out of you. Because what is the point of making you into art if I can't show you off?
If you've gotten all the way down here, you are probably dripping and certainly curious. I've listed only a fraction of what I might like to, but if you don't have a basic understanding of what I'm after, you never will. For myself: I'm a bright, handsome, white male, 5'10 and 44 years old. I'm active and while I've got a bit more of a gut than I might wish (COVID UPDATE: Considerably more gut. This whole section was obviously premised on being able to leave the house), I'm mostly big in the "can throw you around sense" more than the "morbidly obese". I'd say I'm trying to lose the gut, but that wouldn't be true - what is true is that lately I've enjoyed going to the gym and working out as well as going to the pool and swimming in a way I never before have, and as a result I've lost a great deal of weight and moved some of the rest around. (This was more true when I initially wrote these lines than it is now... lockdown has not been good for me. At all. )
While the forgoing has mostly focused on what you might call the "negative" space of a power exchange dynamic, it is important to know that I'm just as moved and just as driven by the "positive" space as well: I love feeling my partner in my arms, shaking and spent and intensely vulnerable. Being able to make her feel safe and protected in my arms and on my lap, feeling her relax into that space of safety and approval and affection is differently, but exactly equally, as rewarding as it was to put her into subspace in the first place. When we're in deep enough, are compatible enough, and have shared enough and done enough, those moments of affection also mean that when I look into her eyes and see a look of lust and approval and need and adoration that borders on worship. And that is an amazingly power and empowering feeling; a feeling that makes all the work and thought and attention to detail that goes into a project like turning a smart, interesting human being into a plaything who aches for my approval without (and this is important) damaging or disrupting any of the qualities of intellect or ability or confidence that make her both desirable in the first place and a capable of submissive, in the second. And of course, in making you my perfect submissive I'm necessarily causing it to be the case that I'm your perfect dom, and that is a nice feeling. Also in the realm of positive space: I'm a big fan of affectionate touch. Of hugs and kissing and making out, of having my hand rest idling on your thigh or caressing you as I walk by, running my hand along your flank or through your hair. As a dom, it is one thing with which I am almost always unstinting: I'm almost never going to withhold affection like that from you, and the question "Daddy (or Sir, or Whatever), could I please have a hug" is vanishingly unlikely to get a negative response. And, for that matter, the right sub will understand: sometimes, the only kind of safe word you need is my first name — you as a person will always, automatically, be more important to me than you-my-sub. And if we do it right -if we are right, together - the various roles we occupy in relation to one another (As friends, as romantic partners, the D/s dynamic) end up ceasing to be in tension with each other; one just finds oneself shifting to the the best role for the moment without either of us having to think about it. More generally, one of the satisfactions of being someone's dominant is being able to help them push through their anxieties, whether the anxiety is over some punishment I have planned or task I've assigned (on the one hand) or regarding an interview for a job you really, really want or deal with a boss or co-worker who is being an asshole. Some of my favorite moments as a dom, a boyfriend, hell, as a person, have been like that. Have been sitting on the end of my couch, her he on my lap and stretched out along the length. Letting my hand play along the hem of her skirt and idle reaching and pulling it back and playing with the cunt between my sluts legs. Feeling her shift her weight and legs and alter her position slightly to give me better access and seeing her hair spread out and just listening. Intently, interested as she tells me about a worry about her dissertation[1] or anxieties,
I'm successful in my profession, capable and very demanding. I'm a city dweller by choice and am not interested in changing that: I might move to a different exciting major city, but I'll never choose to live in the burbs. I'm intelligent and intellectual, with quite a bit of old school nerd (I like knowing things and trivia and politics and science and ideas) and a little bit of the new school: I read science fiction (among other things; god save me from the sort SF fan who's only fiction after high school was SF) love the idea of space travel and wish I could walk on the moon. Also, glasses. While I like being called Daddy, sometimes by some partners, I'm not really an age player; while a bit of DD/lg type tension can be fun, and the occasional bit of teachestudent, priest/penitent or similar role play is sometimes sexy and entertaining, I am ultimately want my partner to be present as herself. If my adult submissive is coloring in her adult coloring book because it is soothing, that is awesome. But I don't want someone who is going to pretend to be six, or even sixteen. When I scold you or praise you or spank you or kiss you it needs to always be you: an adult human person who has kinks that are twin to my own, who is living her life this way because, in the general case, she is self-aware, intelligent and introspective enough to know that she, for whatever reason, can only be happy in a relationship with a large, constant, and significant power exchange component and (in the specific) is choosing to do that with me as her dom because she believes that she can be a good sub to me and I make a good dom for her: that our kinks and curiosities and ambitions, our sense of humor and hopes for the future line up in a way that means that we are happy and healthy and mutually supporting in our relationship, even though it might look -and be- viciously abusive as well as so regressive in gender norms as to seem positively antediluvian, if stripped of context and consent. But it is what works for us, as individuals and as a couple.
Finally: I have only one solid and specific "must have" requirement: I need a person who has a quick wit, a filthy mind and a very dirty mouth. If you can't turn me on with words and speech, in the long run we simply aren't a good match. I want to be able to hear you beg, in detail. I want to watch you struggle to come up with some sufficiently outre act of deviance to forestall some punishment, and then see your expression change as you come up with and finally delight in the filth that comes out of your mouth and the smile that you wear while it does so. For everything else: I have enough experience, with both kink and relationships, not to have many remaining preconceptions about what the "right" person is. The right person is the one who reads this ad and sends me a thoughtful PM that is interesting and seductive. And respects me enough not to be a single sentence or, worse, not even a sentence. At one point or another I've been massively turned on by women of any number of shapes and a myriad of colors. I've also been left cold by the same. Don't ask me if I like xxx (BBW/black/asian/tall/short --interestingly, I've never had anyone put "white" in that variable. I'm going to assume that this is because I'm white; otherwise the despair will make my brain hurt, and at 3am I'm allowed a comforting untruth). Point is: I have to be interested in you, specifically, and if you can't or won't bother to respect me enough to try and seduce me back I can assure you: no matter what the answer to the PM "Like xxx" is, if you send that I'm going to enter into this not liking you. (Oh. And while a picture may be worth a thousand words, I promise: it won't substitute for any one of them).
[1]My tastes run toward the bright and the competent more than other single thing, which perhaps explains how it is that despite the fact that going to grad school has for me always been more in the way of a pleasant but never very serious daydream (there being no present niche for IT professionals with Ph.ds in either International Relations, nor ones who've written dissertations on the English Civil War and Cromwell's protectorate, nor ones who have made an extensive study of the social history of class mobility and the role played by the American military in hindering or supporting it. To name three things I've wished I might devote myself to understanding at one point or another in the last couple of weeks), I have a surprising degree of experience with the process whereby an almost comically specific question, like "If married Up and Down quark are inadvertently invited to an orgy and have unprotected quantum tunneling with a submissive-Truth quark (who is lying about his vasectomy) a switchy Bottom quark with body issues and a poly-triad made up of two Charm Quarks and a Higgs Boson that may or may not have been a mail order bride, will the baryon later left on the steps of the local firehouse b: a) Closed and Timelike b) Open, and spacelike c) lemon-flavored d) Pope Sixtus the Third?(a) or -on the Humanities side "Unprotected Casual Prose: Exactly When Did It Become Obvious that The Only Explanation for Brett Easton Ellis is Tertiary Syphilis" - and, these things, combined with pile of research about which I will spare the jokes, results in the right to annoy people by making hotel clerks and gas station attendants call you Doctor. (But not me. At least if we're dating; it isn't the kind of insecure I do and one of the points I try and get across above is that my whole approach to kink in an LTR is: if YOU eagerly choose to be MY submissive, then, by the transitive property of awesomeness, I, ALSO, must be awesome.)

Is it possible to get a review removed by Etsy?
A few weeks ago a buyer messaged be asking for an item within a few days. I obliged and sent it out the same day, first class, royal mail. I then received an email a few days later from the buyer stating they had not received the item but royal mail had left a card stating it had been left in a "safe place" which was the shed.
So the royal mail tracking says it has been delivered but the buyer says they have not got it and it is not in the safe place.
I messaged them straight back and advised them to first speak to Royal Mail and if possible the postman or woman. I also sent them the details of royal mail claims form and all the info.
I was professional and nice to them all through the messagin but after a few emails they suddenly said they had spoken with Royal Mail and they had said its the Etsy sellers responsibility. They then demanded a full refund. I was nice to them again and explained my position. I told them to claim via royal mail and if they have no luck then to try claim via Etsy.
They then did this and received a full refund but they have now left a 1 star review on my store.
Is it possible to have this removed if I can provide tracking information to show that the item was delivered to a "safe place"

Hello! I’m an 18 year old American who will be visiting Budapest soon for 6 days. I’m planning on attending the Hot Spring “sparty” and the ruin bars, but besides that I don’t have much planned. For locals or those that have visited, what are your favorite ruin bars? What other daytime and nightlife activities/sights would you recommend for a young traveler on a budget?