This will be my first car. I need it to get to work (15 mins) and shopping.
Budget: $20,000 CAD
Needs to be automatic, have 4-wheel drive, high clearance (like an SUV) and heated seats.
No brand preference, I don't know anyting about cars, but I like look of Jeeps (even though I read they're crap cars).
Thanks!

Synopsis:

Ten years ago, Amelia woke up alone and lost in a broken world where she had to fight for her survival.
Now, after reaching the pinnacle of power, defeating the Void itself, and escaping the abyss, she has finally found her way back into the real world. But instead of finding herself on Earth, she is in the land of Vacuos. A fantasy world with magic, monsters, Classes, and Levels. A world that is governed by a System like it were a video game.
And when rewarded with a Class befitting her accomplishments— to become a powerful [Hero] that will forever dedicate her life to protecting this world that is not her own— she only has one response.
“Absolutely not. I’m going to live a normal life now, thank you very much.”
After all, who needs a Class when you're already the strongest anyways?

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“That’s a lot of people,” I said as I stared out of the window.
There was a large crowd gathered right outside of the restaurant, buzzing to get in. But I hadn’t opened the doors just yet. Xakor returned not too long ago, and we were readying ourselves for this deluge of customers. So today, we were only going to open the restaurant doors at noon.
Normally, we’d be open way sooner, but we just wanted to make sure we were fully prepared for what was to come. And I thought we were ready. But as it turned out, we weren’t. Because I hadn’t anticipated…
“...I demand to speak with Xakor right now!” a muffled voice shouted from outside.
I narrowed my eyes as my gaze landed on a familiar swollen face standing right at the back of the crowd. Xakor, Harlan, and Bucky curiously approached the window.
“Xrr, what’s going on?” the alien asked.
I just sighed, “It’s the guy I flicked yesterday. Seems like he’s back for round two.”
Bucky clucked threateningly, stepping forward. But I waved a hand dismissively at her.
“Don’t worry,” I said as I gave her a reassuring look. “I’ll deal with—” I started.
And Harlan’s eyes went wide. He spoke over me, raising a trembling finger.
“Wait, that’s Lucas!” he exclaimed.
“Who?” I raised a brow. “You mean the guy with the swollen face?”
“No— not him. But the guy who’s with him.” Harlan shook his head, pointing directly past the angrily yelling man.
I followed Harlan’s fingers until my gaze landed on a grizzled middle-aged man standing together with the group. Lucas— or whatever his name was— had his right hand resting on the hilt of a blade. He was dressed in leather armor, and he had a Bag of Holding slung around his shoulders.
I turned back to Harlan, repeating myself. “Again— who?”
Harlan shifted back uncomfortably as he averted his gaze. “I, uh, didn’t know who Lucas was before I got here. But I got into a fight with him at the local inn… that’s how I got kicked out. Apparently, he’s kind of a big deal around these parts.”
“How so?” I asked, frowning.
“He’s the highest-leveled [Hunter] in Wolfwater. And he used to be a soldier in the army, or so I hear. I think he’s above Level 30… he may even be above Level 40…” Harlan spoke in a low voice.
I gave Harlan a flat stare. “Isn’t that, like, very weak?”
Harlan turned to me, sputtering. “If he’s B-ranked—” The former guardsman tried to work his jaw, then he stared at me for a moment. He saw the disinterested look on my face, before shaking his head. “I… right.”
“Look, I’ll just deal with them,” I said as I stepped forward. “Don’t worry, I’ll hold back so I won’t kill them. It won’t take much to shoo them away—” I started.
But a purple arm stopped me. Xakor stepped forward as he glanced reassuringly at me.
“Xrr, do not worry yourself over these matters. I will handle this, Amelia.”
“Xakor?” I blinked back at him. “Are you sure about this?”
He just shook his head at me as he pushed the door open. “Last night’s quarrel happened because that man wanted to speak with me, but Bucky wouldn’t let him. So it is my responsibility to handle this myself.”
I narrowed my eyes, but the ragnarian just gave me a reassuring smile.
“Xrr, we also need someone to take care of the cooking, do we not?” he said. “We don’t want to keep our customers waiting too long.”
I stared at him for a moment, wide-eyed. I slowly nodded gratefully at him as I took a step back.
“Thanks, Xakor. But if they cause any trouble, I’ll smack them around for a bit, alright?”
“Of course.” He chuckled, and with that, he exited the restaurant to the clamoring crowd.
—--
“—I am Joseph Donovan! My uncle is a [Knight of the Astral Order]!” the man with the swollen face said as he strode forward. “If I tell him about what you did to me— that your crazy [Cook] tried to murder me— he’d ride down to Wolfwater and burn down this establishment himself!”
Noele stared at the unfurling scene, blinking a few times. Her lips twisted into a frown as she muttered under her breath. “So… he’s not even important then,”
“Did you say something?” Dorien asked, peering at her.
And the blonde girl paused, catching herself. She looked at herself, before rubbing her temples. “Amelia’s been rubbing off on me too much— it’s nothing. We should try to stop this before things get out of hand.”
Noele took a step forward as Joseph Donovan and his band of goons continued shouting at the perplexed crowd. But a hand stopped her. Dorien caught her by the shoulder, frowning.
“Do not be rash,” he said hurriedly. “Sometimes, we can resolve conflicts without any violence.”
“I know— I’m just going to talk things through and save those idiots from the beating of their lives,” the blonde girl replied simply. She eyed Joseph Donovan with a sidelong glance. “Amelia held back for a reason, and now he’s causing more trouble…”
The [Druid] sagely nodded, watching as she strode towards the group. He waited behind her, at the front of the watching crowd, and she came to a halt right before Joseph Donovan himself.
“If that damn woman doesn’t—” the angry man started.
“Hey, that’s enough,” Noele said, cutting him off.
His brows snapped together, and he turned to face her with a glare. “Who the fuck are you?”
The group accompanying him glanced over at the blonde girl dismissively. A middle-aged man standing cross-armed at the front narrowed his eyes at her. She just shook her head, feeling the gaze of practically the entire village land on her.
Some of them recognized her. They gasped, whispering her name. But the band of idiots standing before her barely paid her any mind.
“Look— no one tried to murder you,” Noele said, eyeing Joseph Donovan’s angry and swollen face. “Amelia gave you a warning. Seriously, if she wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead. So please stop causing trouble.”
“Already dead…?” His face swelled up even more, turning redder and redder by the passing seconds. “How dare you address me that way! I come from a noble bloodline— I am not like you peasants.”
The Noble Spellsword narrowed her eyes. “If you really were a noble, you wouldn’t be acting like a damn fool. So enough of this nonsense.”
“You—” Joseph Donovan stepped forward, raising a hand.
But the middle-aged man stopped him. He loomed over the blonde girl with a smirk on his scarred face. “I apologize for my friend’s hostility. But as you can see, he has been wronged by the owner of this fine establishment right here.”
He gestured at Bucky’s Out of this World Restaurant, and Noele glanced up at him with a raised brow. He continued, smiling at her placatingly, but with a hint of a warning tone.
“I am Lucas— Wolfwater’s top [Hunter]. A professional in handling… disputes, here in this village. I understand that you are an adventurer yourself…” He glanced at the pair of swords sheathed at her waist, before shaking his head. “But I’d recommend against intervening in situations you know nothing about. I can handle myself because I’m equivalent to a C-rank adventurer, you see?”
He puffed up his chest almost proudly as his friends nodded in agreement. They smirked back at the blonde girl as she just stared at them without reaction.
“Please, I wouldn’t want a foreigner such as yourself getting wrapped up in our internal problems. So do not worry. We can handle this.” Lucas finished as he waved a hand dismissively.
But Noele wasn’t impressed. She waited for a moment to pass before crossing her arms. “You done?”
He tilted his head slightly, opening his mouth. But she didn’t let him continue.
“Good, because I’m not some outsider,” she said simply as she took a step forward. She dug into her pockets, flashing a gleaming badge. “I am Noele the Noble Spellsword. A-rank adventurer. And I was born and raised right here in Wolfwater.”
“What? A-rank… adventurer?” Lucas paused, taken aback. He looked the blonde girl up and down as he tried to work his jaw, still in complete disbelief. “That can’t be—”
And he heard the crowd break out into conversation again. The onlookers spoke up, nodding as they pointed at the blonde girl.
“She saved my daughter during the Cloying Witch’s attack!”
“Wait— isn’t that Noele? Nolan’s daughter?”
“I can’t believe that little girl grew up to become the Noble Spellsword!”
Lucas furrowed his brows as one of his own men paled in fear.
“Uh, Lucas, I don’t think we should be messing with her. I hear she’s the one who defeated the Miststorm Riders.”
“What…?” Lucas glanced back, sweeping his gaze around with wide eyes.
He saw the way everyone in Wolfwater stared at Noele. Maybe they didn’t recognize her at first. But if they hadn’t been looking at her in awe and wonder before, they were now. His gaze landed back on her, and she just held his gaze.
“I suggest you leave,” she warned him.
“T-that’s…” The [Hunter] gritted his teeth. He opened his mouth, then slowly he bowed his head at her. “I apologize. It seems I was the one involving myself in a situation I knew nothing about. Come on, boys.”
He drew back as his men streamed after him. Noele just grinned at them, watching them leave. But Joseph Donovan protested, calling after Lucas.
“Hey— where are you going? What are you idiots doing?” he shouted. His eyes practically bulged out of their sockets in anger, and he glanced back at the blonde girl. “Are you seriously scared of a little girl?”
Noele rolled her eyes, but Lucas and his men ignored the shouts. Joseph Donovan cursed as he waved a fist at them.
“Cowards! You bastards are shameless! Unlike you, I am not afraid of this fucking b—” he started as the blonde girl’s eyes flickered.
But a voice spoke over him.
“I would watch what you say, young man,” Dorien said as he hobbled over with his staff.
“What do you want, old man?” Joseph Donovan narrowed his eyes at the [Druid].
Noele glanced back too, perplexed. “Dorien— I can handle this.” She tried to reassure him.
But he shook his head, stepping in between both the blonde girl and the noble brat. He gestured at her with a kind smile. “Noele’s father was the kind gentleman who nursed you back to health last night. I suggest you show her some respect.”
“Respect?” Snorting, Joseph spat at Noele’s feet. He glared daggers her way. “Why should I show respect to this fucking b—”
And Dorien swung his staff up, striking Joseph between his legs. Noele blinked. The crowd gasped. And even Lucas winced.
Joseph Donovan crumpled to the ground as he grasped his nether regions. The blonde girl looked down at him pitifully as he wheezed in pain.
“Y-y-you…” he squeaked. But he couldn’t muster up any more words.
Noele frowned as she glanced back towards the [Druid]. “Wait, I thought you said that we should resolve this peacefully?”
“Indeed, sometimes, we can resolve conflicts without any violence,” Dorien said as he strode back. “But other times, I’d rather kick an annoying entitled brat in the balls. Maybe it will knock some sense into his head.”
Joseph Donovan just lay there, sucking in a weak breath. Noele glanced between the fallen man and her [Druid] friend. She slowly began to chuckle.
“You haven’t changed one bit, have you, Dorien?” she said, covering her mouth.
“And you are as strong-headed as ever.” Dorien smiled back at her. “I admire the way you carry yourself, Noele. Your sister would be proud of you.”
The blonde girl paused, before she nodded. “Right. Thank you.”
—--
Xakor watched as the scene came to an end. The ragnarian stood by the open doorway of the restaurant. No one had even noticed him stepping outside. The crowd’s gaze had been entirely fixed on the quick little squabble the entire time. But it was over now.
“Xrr, seems I didn’t need to intervene,” the [Chef] murmured, shaking his head.
A handful of the closest customers heard his voice. They turned back to face him, wide-eyed. He just smiled back at them as they stared at him. He clapped two of his hands together, while simultaneously adjusting his poofy chef hat with a third hand.
“Well then, it seems we can continue with our grand opening undisturbed.”
Xakor drew back, but right as he said that, the ground began to rumble. He paused. Noele raised her head with a frown as the [Druid] blinked. The crowd began to break into panicked voices.
“What is going on?”
“Is this an…”
“Earthquake!”
Someone shouted. But the ground didn’t split open. Buildings didn’t crumble. Xakor steadied himself as he looked past the stumbling crowd. And he spotted something approaching over the horizon. A creature that was barreling through the nearby forest, toppling trees and destroying the vegetation.
Xakor blinked for the first time in three days.
“Is that… the kretus boar?”
But he saw the purple aura wisping off the giant monster’s body. He watched as its flesh twisted and turned, shifting across its sprinting figure. It rapidly approached Wolfwater as it let out a chittering screech.
“No— what is that?” Xakor asked.
And he never got an answer.
—--
Guardian Angel Z357 raised his head, glancing into the distance. He detected it— the presence of the Void’s essence in Laxo.
Target found.
And he took off, flying straight in its direction.
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All the members of my sect are abnormally strong. All my disciples turn out to be big shots, and I’ll definitely become invincible in this world! ... Read All Hail the Sect Leader - Chapter 224 - MangaPuma. Read more at https://mangapuma.com/all-hail-the-sect-leadechapter-224

If anyone’s looking for more entertainment in the vein of Starstruck Odyssey, the book “consider Phlebas” by Iain M. Banks is the closest analogue I have encountered in my science fiction readings thus far.
Great book, quite weird and fantastic and horrifying and realistic at the same time. And I’m only halfway through the first book! Apparently there are 9 books in the series. Also it was written in 1986 and surprisingly doesn’t seem very dated.
Hope it helps someone else find a great new series!

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Wisemen know my name
‘the Paperback prince’
like it’s signposted down my spine.
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Parchment skin and rolled scrolls
for bones.
When I was loose on cash
I made the library my home.
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Novella for lunch
a textbook for dinner
paper tomes
one by one
trickled onto my triple tongues
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English,
Danish,
and the dewey-decimal diatribe.
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Body flushed with dark espresso blood
and stacks over stacks of fruit flapjack guts.
My vagabond visage
went a cold starchy white
but my black eyes bent down
with a dark purple grime.
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At night i’d sleep with my head on the desk
on an Allan Poe pillow.
Spine creased over in knots
like a jar full of eels.
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Till at dawn I awoke
blaring at daylight’s golden snare,
and would flick through the pages
faster
and faster
each day
blowing gusts of wind
through my bright mossy hair
until wind of the words
carried me away
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up
up
up
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through
the
serene-
studied
air
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I realize relatively it hasn’t been that long since I drank but for me it’s the longest stretch since I first drank alcohol. I have a decent routine and I am starting to understand my triggers and how to manage. One thing that hasn’t gone away is dreaming of drinking. I don’t actually dream I am drinking but that I just had one or more drinks. I am disappointed in myself for doing it and wish I hadn’t so I wake up disappointed. Thankfully I soon realize it was just a dream and I didn’t drink. More thankfully I am not hung over which used to happen every morning.
Question is does this happen forever or is it part of the recovery of learning to live each day without a drink.
Thanks for reading. IWNDWYT and hopefully not in my dreams tonight 😜

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Hey there!
Hope you are having a good day/evening wherever you are reading this from. I'm 27M, Indian who has been staying in The Netherlands for a couple of years now.
I am an aviation fanatic and can just go on about airplanes whenever someone starts that discussion. With that being said, I am always engrossed in astronomy and stargazing; so much so that I happened to visit woods by myself at 2AM for Comet sighting on a pitch dark night. And writing about aviation and space related blog is definitely my outlet.
Apart from this, I mostly end up spending my time reading mostly non-fiction books, biking, photography, travelling and hiking. My mind is always working on looking for new places to visit, even if it is a short getaway where I would just pick up my back pack and camera and head off.
Travelling is something that fuels me as I love visiting, exploring new places and cultures, meeting people to know more about their world and their background. Meeting people with wide interests and ideologies just broadens one's perspective towards life and that's why I love interacting. And if they are able to teach me a sentence a two in their language, then it is an icing on the cake.
I am looking to forge meaningful connections with like minded people on long term. I would prefer if you are anywhere 24-30. Thanks for reading this through and if you find this description interesting, feel free to DM/chat me.
Have a good day/evening!

Hi everyone! I have my drug test tomorrow and my bottle of quick fix ready to go. As expected I’m nervous AF.
The testing site is about a 45 min drive from my house. I plan to heat the bottle, get it to the right temp, strap the heating pack to it, and go. I’m putting a pair of leggings underneath my stretchy jeans to make sure it’s secure.
My question is, on the way there in the car, should I leave the bottle out with the heating pack on it or leave the bottle in my pants with the heating pack? I don’t want it to overheat but also don’t want the temp to drop too much, although I read the heat pack keeps it warm for like 5 hours.
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Hello everyone,
The civic was going through some mechanical repairs recently and I asked the mechanic to install the air intake. At the time, I didn't know it was a hot air intake, but after some more reading, I was deciding on going back to the OEM Air Resonator Box. My question is, before replacing it, is it okay to clean the inside well? With water and then letting it dry. I figure I won't be get the chance again.

(I'm not an English speaker. So sentence might be awkward. Sorry) I'm fan of Kimi Raikkonen and Jenson Button and I heard the news taht they goning to compete in nascar. Also, I have more free time from this year. So I want to start watching NASCAR. I live in South Korea and sadly motorsports is very minority at here. There is no decent motor racing brodcast except local racing series and formula1(even f1 broadcasting started this year). The only way I can enjoy NASCAR is race replay and videos on thier official Youtube but my English listening ability is not as good as reading. Therefore I need some guide in text or video with subtitle about race format and team history or driver rivalry. Because if I know the background story when I wtach race, I don't understand everything the commentator says, but I can infer it. And that is really helpful to understand race. Actually I watched indycar's first race in this season and enjoyed it by this way. I want to take pleasure in NASCAR too, so please help me.

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I, F22, am in the middle of my teaching internship. I was so excited at first and I was excited to graduate so I could start my career. However, it has been nothing but a nightmare. I had previously come to a point in my life where I accepted myself for the way I am, as I am someone who had a traumatic medical experience that stunted my growth and development at the age of 13. I am now getting the treatment I need and am beginning to look like a healthy 22-year-old. However, I still look pretty young and often get mistaken as a student. This is fine, as this has always occurred in my life. Because my issues are hormonal due to the loss of an ovary, I often experience severe bouts of depression and hopelessness. This will come in handy later. I guess I'm trying to see if how I'm feeling is justified.
First, the idea of an unpaid internship is so impractical, especially with the expectation that this is the primary focus of the semester. It's nearly impossible to have a second job to earn an income, trust me, I've tried. Gas is astronomically expensive right now, and I couldn't imagine the struggle of driving 45 minutes to an hour away to perform internships 5 days a week. I only have to drive 30 minutes, but I still have to fill my gas tank about twice a week. It's nuts. I'm afraid to spend money at all, even for necessities like paper, hygiene products, etc. I'm fortunate to have my bf, M24, who graduated last year and has a nursing degree. He's been so supportive this semester with paying our rent, groceries, and utilities, while I have been paying our water bill, car payment, insurance, phone bill, and all of our streaming services with the money I have saved up in anticipation for this semester. I had to quit my job because it was just too much to handle on top of everything I have to do. I try to compensate for what I can't do right now by buying my bf snacks, keeping the apartment clean, cooking dinner, washing our clothes, etc. But I feel like I'm fracturing because I cannot handle all of this pressure. My mental health is deteriorating rapidly because I can't find time to do anything for myself between all of the binders and lesson planning. It really makes me wonder if teaching is really worth it in the long run.
And now that the end of the semester is approaching, I'm going out to job interviews to start my career. Everyone talks about a "teacher shortage" but with the way that my interviews have been going, it seems like no one wants to give me a chance no matter how well I answer their questions or jump through their hoops. Teacher shortage my ass. I put my application in at 4 schools; I had interviews at 2 schools in the same district, and they did not look pleased with my responses at all. They acted like they wanted to be anywhere but in my interview, and they even rushed me out of the interview. They weren't even interested in the reason why I am wanting to teach, which is a question THEY asked. I come so prepared with a vanilla folder of EVERYTHING. Philosophy of teaching, sample lesson plans, a mock syllabus tailored to the district's policies, letters of recommendation, and an extra copy of my resume. I was supposed to hear back from the first school I interviewed for before spring break, but they never reached out. I reached out to show that I'm proactive and that I want the position. Still no response. Another school didn't even reach out for an interview. I applied at the school I'm doing my internship at as a last resort and I have to knock it out of the park. You would think that schools would WANT to hire first-year teachers because they're malleable, they're moldable, and they're cheap. They're starting at the base of the pay scale. Part of me thinks this is because I look too much like a student, which sucks. I stepped into the professional world where the only thing people judge is the way I look, despite how mature my professional wear makes me look. They judge me based on something I can't control, something that has had devastating effects on my life as if I'm not a person. It's absolutely disgusting to me.
The school where I'm doing my internship is rough. I go to school every day fearing that I'm going to be assaulted by a student or that my car is going to be keyed in the parking lot. I have a high school placement for both portions of my internship, so I'm at the same school for the entire semester. They filled their open ELA position, but they have a new position opening up, so I will still have the opportunity to be an English teacher if I get this job. But if I don't get this job, I won't be able to interview for any more positions because I only have 2 days that I can miss during my internship. One to take the PRAXIS, one to do interviews. Anything passed that will either get me booted out of the program or cause me to have to make up those days at the end of the semester, which will be cutting it close to graduation. I feel like I'm being backed into a corner that I can't escape. I know that I'm just starting out, but I don't want to teach at a school where I live in fear every day. Getting these kids to do anything is like pulling teeth. During my unit plan, I asked them to write a 5-8 sentence paragraph, and they acted as if I asked them to shoot their mother. The number of half-assed responses that I got back was soul-crushing. Even when I gave them a few days to work on finding evidence to support claims from their class reading assignment, did daily note checks, and told them they had been preparing the whole week to take their test, the responses were half-assed. Most of them didn't cite their sources or reach word count, which caused them to fail their test.
And above all, I feel like I will never be able to have fun again or even interact with my boyfriend again. We both live very structured lives because of our jobs so we have to sacrifice a lot of things that make us happy in order to earn a living (well, I haven't started my career yet). It's all a major shit show. I feel like we will never take a vacation because his hours are so long and his job is so demanding of every ounce of his energy and attention. Even though I will have summers off, I still will have to be available for professional development. I have to be so conscious of what I post on social media. I feel like I will have to look over my shoulder to make sure one of my students or their parents are not watching me buy alcohol or catch me in public because I feel like my job will be at risk. I don't know if these are growing pains or concerns that are extremely common.
Sorry for the lengthy post, I just had to get it all out there.

I accidentally got blood stains on my bed, and have no clue how to get them out. Also if anyone has any tips on sh reduction, let me know. I’m trying to recover from this addiction. Personally drawing on myself with sharpies used to help, my therapist gave it the okay, ik sharpies are apparently toxic, but so is ink from tattoos, which goes under the skin, ya know? I used sharpies a lot, I am still fine. I try to read, but honestly “reading” consists of buying books that I’ll never open, I don’t have motivation to open it and read it. Any advice is appreciated! <3

I ran a quick load of laundry as I had NO clean underwear earlier today. My dryer didn't dry anything and I really had to go somewhere and I had soaking wet cotton underwear. I decided to restart my dryer and take one pair of underwear and blow dry it for like five minutes😭 it dried a little bit, but no where close to dry dry. I really had to go so I just put the underwear on and my polyesteelastane leggings 😭 I then read that wearing damp underwear for a long time can breed bacteria and cause yeast infections. Do you think I'm in the clear?? Like when I think of it, people wear wet bathings suits like all day long? I also sleep without bottoms so maybe this will help... Agh I really don't want a yeast infection 😭

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It could make for an interesting chat and from that if you’d like to keep contact on a regular basis I’d be happy to if the topic is something your really interested in.
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Hey Indiancountry,
I am looking for a book to read with my students next year (grades 3-5). We’ll end up running through an early American history unit, Indigenous peoples and their role, revolutionary war, slavery, civil war and so on. To start us off, I was looking for a suggestion for books (historical fiction or other) specifically written by Indigenous authors set in that time period. Bonus points for Abenaki (that’s whose land I am on) authors AND bonus points for a New England (that’s where I am teaching) setting. In years past we’ve read The Winter People but I’m trying to steer away from Bruchac and steer closer to someone more authentic. TIA!

This is going to be my first time traveling overseas. I will be traveling with a friend for the most part, but I’ll be alone for 9 days total as my trip is longer than his. I will also be visiting some of my Japanese friends that studied at my university last year. For days when I’m alone, I plan on doing a few day trips outside of Tokyo.
For some information, I’ve already got both my airbnbs booked and I will not be spending anymore money on accommodations. So I will only do day-trips near Tokyo. The only part of my itinerary that’s nearly 100% complete is my Kyoto portion. Everything else isn’t set in stone yet as it will just vary on weathewhat’s open etc.
I have 130,000¥ in cash already, and plan to not go over $2500.00USD after I spend all my cash. This includes money for food,transportation,souvenirs and anything else that I purchase.
I know that my daily plans are only focused on one area for the main part, but that’s deliberate so I don’t over plan. I’m sure I’ll do more than one area most days. (I’m aware that most restaurants/cafes don’t open until 10/11am)
For recommendations, I am a 21Y/O Female and I love anime,Sanrio, yummy food, cute things and plan on doing lots of gashapon and kuji.
May 28th: Leave Home •Arrive at FAR airport by 5:30am •Flight departs at 7:50am •Arrive at ORD at 9:52am •Depart ORD at 1:05pm •Arrive at HND at 3:55pm (+1)
May 29th: Arrive in Japan •3:55pm Arrive at Haneda Airport; get IC card,esim,ticket for limousine bus, JR Pass,etc. •Check into airbnb/Eat Lunch •Go to 7/11 to withdraw cash at ATM and grab dinner
May 30th:Explore local area •Breakfast at Land_A •Get birthday gift for tomo
May 31st: Friends Arrival •2:20pm Friends Arrive at Haneda Airport •Go to Airbnb w/friend and then get lunch
June 1st: Tomo’s Birthday •Crisscross Cafe for breakfast •Celebrate Tomo’s Birthday!
June 2nd:Spend day at Tokyo Skytree •Sumida Aquarium •Shop at Kirby store, Rilakkuma store, Hello Kitty store etc. •Dinner at Musashi 634 Cafe
June 3rd:Spend day in Asakusa •Breakfast at HATCOFFEE • Rent kimono from Yae Kimono Rental (they are plus size friendly, speak English and are able to work with natural hair for black women as well) •Asakusa Yokocho at night
June 4th:Spend day in Akihabara (Pedestrian Paradise on Sundays from around 1-6pm they close the streets to traffic) • Eat lunch at MaidDreamin Cafe •Get dinner (TBD)
June 5th:Spend day in Shibuya •Breakfast at Bills •Nintendo Store •Shibuya Sky •Jump Parco •Dinner at Kumachan onsen hotpot
June 6th: Harajuku •Marion Crepes •Lunch at Pompompurin Cafe •SailorMoon Store •Kiddyland •Coffee at Cafe REISSUE •Mipig Cafe •Dinner Kichijouji Petit Mura
June 7th: Shinjuku •2DCafe •Cafe Binggo •Gashapon Ikebukuro •Sunshine city mall •Shin-Okubo •Sekaido Stationary Store •Muji
June 8th: Sanrio Puroland (if open)
June 9th: Head to airbnb in Kyoto •Arashiyama Bamboo forest •Arashiyama Rilakuma Tea House for lunch •Arashiyama Miffy Store •Chiri-Men craft store museum •Sugano romantic train (if time) •Kinkaku-ji •Dinner at Kinkaku An (if open) •Itadaki if Kinkaku An closed
June 10th:Spend day in Kyoto •Breakfast at Komeda’s Coffee •Kiyomizu-dera •Sannenzaka •Tatami Starbucks •Lunch in Sannenzaka •Yasaka Shrine •Maruyama Park •Dinner at Kobe Beef Steak Mouriya Gion
June 11th: Kyoto •Fushimi inari taisha •Nishiki Market •Dinner
June 12th:Spend day in Osaka •Osaka Castle •Osaka Aquarium •Rikuro Ojisan Cheesecake •Dotonbori
June 13th:Tokyo •Check out of Kyoto airbnb •Hyde&Away Cafe for breakfast •Head to back to Tokyo
June 14th: Ikebukuro
June 15th:Ueno/Ginza •Ueno Zoo •Loft Ueno •Ueno Park •Ameyoko •Ginza
June 16th: Disneysea
June 17th: •Nakano Broadway •Shiro-Hige Cream puff factory
June 18th: Yokohama
June 19th: •Tsukiji Outer Market •Dinner at Dawn Robot Cafe
June 20th: Friend(s) go back home • See them off to airport • Have final lunch with friend(s)
June 21st: Hakone •Hakone Shrine on Lake Aishi
June 22nd: Isumi City, Chiba
June 23rd: Nikko
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June 27th: Head back Home •Check out of airbnb by 11am •Arrive at airport by 2pm •Flight departs HND 5:45pm - arrives ORD 3:35pm •Flight departs ORD 7:50pm - arrive home at 9:47pm

Hi everyone, I’m a 22 yo girl based in Chelsea (London uk). I’m looking for a guy that shares my interests and hopefully I can build something with.
A bit about myself: I recently started going to gigs and in particular just got into metal. Always enjoyed rock music (cclynyrd skynyrd) and when I started going to gigs,I found out I really like the crowd and the music in the metal scene. I’ve recently been to see gojira, really enjoyed it.
I’ll just describe myself quickly: I’m 5’3, green eyes and v long light brown wavy hair, curvy body. - pictures available if you ask me (anyway since the intent it’s to meet up I guess we both would like to know what we look like)
I’m a university student in my last year (art uni) therefore I enjoy artsy stuff. I’m Pisces, I won’t even try and hide I’m into horoscope lol, but no worries, it’s not that bad, I date regardless of zodiac signs. As said before I like going to gigs, especially metal. But honestly I also just like live music. I kind of started dressing more towards the goth/metal vibe recently, nothing too crazy, just some black leather and crosses here and there, not even everyday, mainly when I go gigs.
That’s kind of it. So if you like what you read you can send me a message in the chat and tell me something about yourself and let’s see you it goes from there :)
P.S. Im looking for someone aged 23-32 and in London as well

Today was the hardest so far.
Very unmotivated and feel sluggish both physically and mentally. I did get a few positive things done so it would be good to recognise them:

• set up a surveillance camera
• debugged an electrical fault
• lots of reading in the morning
• stuck to my routine despite feeling like shit
• listed some ebay stuff
• took an afternoon nap. this felt like a negative thing at the time but i feel better for it.

I think i am pushing myself too hard in many areas. There is an unhealthy desire to always be productive when what i really needed was some rest. After the rest i feel more motivated now than the rest of the entire day.