I second XLT.
A large for me is basically a men’s crop top, and my shoulders are too wide, so I have to up-size to an XL. An XLT is almost always a perfect fit unless it shrinks in the wash.
Ethernet speeds historically were measured in 10/100. In my past life I worked for an a small rural isp. And part of my learning I was taught that cat5 was 8 strands of wire, or 4 twisted pairs. I got very familiar with crimping patch cables. If one strand were cut a network card would negotiate down to its lowest speed and still work at 10mbps. Operating on 4 wire or two pairs. It’s possible with those numbers you had a bad connection, or a broken strand in the cable and it auto negotiated down to 10mbps. To this day I still crimp my own cables, and I own a cheap cable tester to make sure the crimps and cables are good.
7 years together. 30’s. Grown ass adult who hasn’t figured herself out yet. Selfish behavior. Probably more selfishness on the way.
Perspective one: you got robbed of 7 years because you hitched your wagon to the wrong star. Our most precious thing we have is our time on this earth.
Perspective two: you dodged a bullet. This could have happened farther down the road and been way more damaging. What if you had kids? What if you were in your 60’s?
Perspective Three: maybe it was good while it lasted. Maybe you continue to be friends.
It’s gonna hurt for a long while. Spending that long relying on, caring for, and sharing your life with someone is gonna make a serious wound that’s very slow to heal. It may never heal completely.
My advice is to extricate yourself as fast as possible and pretend they are dead. Seriously. Grieve. Rip the bandaid off. Send her belongings to her. Remove names from any leases, utilities, or other shared accounts. Leave no reason for future contact. Is this someone you want to be friends with (and their new partner)? If not then cut all ties and change your number and socials. Refuse further contact. Make it nearly impossible to get in touch with you. Guess what? That 7 years can be a black hole for her as well. You really don’t want to be contacted later by this person when they feel like they need validation, approval, or forgiveness, or at your weakest point try and get you back. Mourn the loss of the idealized person you thought she was and do your best to move on in as healthy a way as you can muster. Figure out which mutual friends are yours and hers and cut the chaff as amicably as you can. Most importantly rebuild. Do not stagnate. What just happened to you is not a slight offense. It’s a killing blow to some people. Your foundation was just shaken. Don’t let it be your downfall. You can forgive on your own timeline and it won’t require letting her know. After what they took from you you owe them no more than the basic courtesy of an civil split, but nothing beyond that point. Cut all ties. Do not contact. Most importantly don’t let it ruin your trust in your next relationship.
I’m glad for this. This show is keeping the spirit of Star Trek alive.
Die a hero or live long enough to become a villain. Kurt punched his card before it could happen to him too.
And then he yawned.
She’s up for reelection Nov 5, 2024. If she loses then her last day will be Jan 3, 2025. Georgia please elect someone better. It’s a very low bar.
Color match it to the primary color of the subjects text book
We can sell 80 percent of the screen WITHOUT inducing seizures.
Can’t upvote today, and my account seems to be labeled as a bot.
I was headed back home 1200 miles when at the first gas stop I let my bike fall over. I tried to park it away from the gas pumps to get off and stretch my legs. The spot I chose (poorly) was unleveled and the wind caught it and pushed it over. The tip over scratched the saddle bag and broke my brake lever. At my next stop I found an auto parts store for some steel stick epoxy to temporarily ‘weld’ the lever back together. I let it cure for a few 30 minutes before setting off angain, and then a few hours before using it properly, but that only lasted a few hundred miles. Everything is an easy fix, but damn I was utterly deflated the rest of the trip with my scratches of shame.
I believe there is a lot of positive reasons to have the Olympics. It’s a symbol of peace. Nations joining together in the spirit of competition to send their best athletes to compete. Culture is shared. Cities hosting it put their best foot forward. Everyone comes together.
As far as the negatives. The amount of money and work required to host is getting out of hand. They should seriously pair back the amount of competitions. I just freaking watched break dancing. Seriously? Dressage? Should we just cut to the chase and award medals to the horses? Maybe we stick to athletic human sports and drop some of the frivolity, or artistic endeavors where judges are required to decide style points when a stopwatch or a tape measure should do. The sheer amount of resources required to support this bloating competition has gotten out of hand.