That's what the Italian lady said.
I'll take all the downvotes that people want to send my way. Basic life survival skills: know how to feed yourself, know how to shelter, learn how to develop social, interpersonal skills, know how to stay safe. For an historical perspective, search Google for "Maslov".
Just last week, a Minecraft suggestion came through that we should all back up our current or most important world to a place where it will be safe. So, I chose Google Drive. The transfer took 8 hours.
I have watched this live, and from the gallery, it looks easy...until you hear the volume of the "splat", when the diver hits the water. That can't not hurt.
About 30 years ago I started fishing catch and release. The only times I have kept fish is when fishing with a buddy who loved to clean them, freeze the and give them to friends and relatives.
Jesus fucking christ. Put the whole five pounds into a stock pot of boiling water (you might want to add spices, salt and whatever else you like), boil it for 45 minutes, then turn off the burner. When it cools, pull the chicken pieces out, remove the skin and the bones and set them aside. Pull off all of the meat from the carcass, and do whatever you want with it: eat it, refrigerate it, freeze it. Put the skin and bones back into the stock pot and simmer for two hours. Let it cool. Save the broth and freeze it for later use as stock. Throw away the boiled skin and bones.
How is it that basic cooking skills were not passed down from generation to generation?
Absolutely. Not that there's anything wrong with that...
Okay, so why does this pilot appear to have no wind screen, unlike the others?
While I wanted to reply to some of the comments, I chose to reply to OP, because this is a huge issue for me.
Despite all the success I have had, regardless of the times I have overcome challenges, I am constantly haunted by the embarrassments of my life, and I can't stop them from coming to mind. I once heard Conan O'Brien tell a story of a normal night in his life where he woke up to pee, and remembered a great joke that he forgot to tell at an event of long, long ago, and he involuntarily shouted "shit!", loud enough to awaken his wife. She did not understand, but I do. It happens to me all the time, many times a day. I can't let the missteps leave my memory, and they arise without notice constantly.
Don't go to Dallas.
Weird coincidence: in following some rabbit hole, I came across the Menger cube just a few weeks ago. When I saw the first frames of your post, I shouted "MENGER!". My dog was puzzled.
I had forgotten all about those backward-facing seats. I think I only rode in one oncer or twice; the car was owned by the mom of a friend.
So, where do I go, what do I do to play on this map?
Best lawn toy ever. Provided lessons in accuracy, trajectory, ballistics and courage. Also one more reason that the cry "Heads Up!" was terrible advice.
From much anecdotal evidence, dips can happen. Thankfully, they go away.
One of the things that rTMS cannot cure is an unsupportive spouse. It seems that you have two very different and unconnected problems.
Everyone is different, but mine was a three hour round trip and I managed to endure the annoyance 36 times.
Well that sucks.
But...there are 8 business days left in the month. So if you get a treatment every day, you will be at 36 (without a taper), which is typically the end point. Keep going!
I'm not a lawyer,. but I am married to one.
There are 8 billion people in the world, give or take. What's the likelihood that any two of us would have strikingly similar voices? (Answer: pretty likely). So, Sam Altman hired ScarJo's doppelganger. It is that woman's voice, and she has licensed it to Sam. It seems that she would have the right to do that, she was born with that voice.
Three a day, so this is some sort of theta burst thing? I have no experience in that; I did the slow, DeepTMS from Brainsway, 36 20-minute sessions stretched over 8+ weeks.
Your description of how you feel today pretty much covers how I used to feel every day. I am happy you had a good Saturday. But neither your Friday nor Saturday experiences have anything whatsoever to do with the TMS therapy. You have barely started!
So, you're not even half way done. Rollercoaster, eh? Is that really something new? For myself and many here, it was a long, hard road before we got to the untreatable depression stage and gave TMS a try. And that great moment, the minute we sat in that rTMS chair for the first time it was ... just another bad day.
rTMS patients feel improvement sometimes about half-way through, sometimes later in treatment, sometimes after treatment and, sadly sometimes never. For me, it was treatment #18, and I didn't notice a thing, but people I worked with (who had no clue that I was undergoing a treatment) commented that I seemed more relaxed, more cheerful. Maybe six or seven sessions later, I started to notice it as well.
But...some who have posted here saw no benefits until well after the conclusion of treatment, and some even later. And like I said, some not at all, ever
Relax. Let what happens happen. Observe without attachment.
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