would you rather cut it off based on your "gut feeling" or wait until you are sure?

2021.10.18 00:17 karimhawky would you rather cut it off based on your "gut feeling" or wait until you are sure?

I suspect that my GF is cheating on me with a friend I know, I have no solid proof tho and most of the signs that people mention are really not 100% there, but I really have a strong gut feeling that she is cheating on me either with him or with someone else, lately she changed a lot and I only feel like she's interested in sex but months ago she used to talk a lot about herself and all,
she turns he phone away when someone texts or calls her, she goes away from me when she is on the phone with anyone and it literally seems like she doesn't want me to listen to her conversations (which is normal privacy but not to that extent), her body language has been so closed lately like she crosses her arm and usually seems like she's just uncomfortable or is hiding something
we've been together since March and it started off in my POV it was just me playing around hooking up and so was she, but now I feel like I got attached and I don't want to cut it off then blame myself for acting on my emotions with no evidence behind them, but at the same time this is really too much on my chest
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2021.10.18 00:17 MonoDecoy where is everyone

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2021.10.18 00:17 majcotrue RNG works, here is proof: (I won, he he he)

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2021.10.18 00:17 touch-me_sama Charm incident in Lorel

I have a question about the charm incident that happened in Lorel. Do the citizen and other nations learn that it was all because of the trash Tomoki?
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2021.10.18 00:17 Lock-Downtown New Box Truck Recommendations

Company I work for has a 2017 26ft International Box Truck with ~150k miles on it that has spent probably 6 of the past 10 weeks in and out of the shop for minor issues (mostly emissions/DEF related).
The truck has become so unreliable that we only use if when its absolutely necessary and can stay local incase it goes into limp mode and has to be brought to the shop in the middle of its route (again).
Even though the truck is still under warranty, management is getting fed up with it and I think they are considering buying a new truck.
You guys have any recommendations for a new 26ft (non-CDL) box truck that I can push management into buying?
I don't care about cost of ownership, fuel economy, long term reliability, etc.
I just want to push for whichever truck the drivers are going to be most comfortable driving (ride quality, radio, seat, power, available options etc.)

Any suggestions are appreciated, thanks.
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2021.10.18 00:17 grimy_jr Ninja turtle

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2021.10.18 00:17 bblocke Which 2-in-1 laptop should I get?

Hi, I’m looking to get a 2-in-1 laptop for college. A portable, practical device to support my studies, which is also fast and powerful. Just in case, it should be able to handle some light gaming and video editing. Would like 16gb RAM, at least 500gb nvme ssd, decent graphics and battery life. Not quite sure on the size, but I was thinking 14” would be optimal in terms of portability without sacrificing too much size. Might be willing to go down to a 13.4”; how much of a difference does that make compared to the 14”?
Open to other suggestions, but so far my options/choices are: Lenovo Yoga 9i (i7 11th gen, 16gb ram 1tb ssd), Asus ROG Flow x13 (Ryzen 9 5900hs, 3050ti, 16gb ram, 1tb ssd), Samsung galaxy book pro 360 (16gb ram, 512gb ssd, i7 11th gen) I’ve considered other options too, but it needs to ship ASAP.
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2021.10.18 00:17 dumbgayidiot Vivian in boxes tomorrow

If anyone is looking to have that grouchy wolf Vivian she is packing up tomorrow
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2021.10.18 00:17 selvage666 Tão orgulhoso das minhas florzinhas

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2021.10.18 00:17 Fidozip Este mes, Gran Orgia Antivacuna en el parque forestal

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2021.10.18 00:17 Babyashieblue69420 I fucking hate people.

I moved about an hour and a half away from my old place after being kicked out for literally no reason. Okay, fine Well my boyfriend has the chance to stay for a few days, and during that time i only got to see him for a few hours.
I was forced to do stupid shit by my grandparents who can do it themselves. I was getting yelled at for being in pain. When I got home yesterday, I was so exhausted I slept from 5pm to 6am then was woken up to find that apparently my bf has to leave earlier than he was supposed to because my grandparents didn't wanna make two trips and I wasn't even informed we were going down there. And now im still getting yelled at for being upset and exhausted.
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2021.10.18 00:17 Hana-vansgirl f18, I feel very cute and hot 🥰

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2021.10.18 00:17 Pigeononabranch Was taking a test when I came across this doozy.

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2021.10.18 00:17 Mustard_Slugg Five Lessons From a Life in Football | By Antrel Rolle

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2021.10.18 00:17 asyndetoner Arise PC issue with dualshock

I hope someone can help with this, its kinda a specific question. The xbox control prompts have been kinda throwing me off. I just did the fight with the sixth party member and there was a prompt that didnt seem to work no matter how much I thought I was doing it correctly. It said LB and something on the dpad. Im just curious if this is going to be a recurring mechanic and if so, how I'm meant to do it.
Love the game otherwise. Tales is back baby.
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2021.10.18 00:17 Antiquus When we had real journalists

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2021.10.18 00:17 Top_Location me after buying stocks.

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2021.10.18 00:17 RoyalInterest What is considered an active job/lifestyle when counting calories?

I’m trying to count calories but I’m getting discrepancies on the apps and websites. My job is a patient transporter in a hospital so I push beds and wheelchairs for 8 hours a day 3 times a week. Is this considered active? I don’t exercise at all outside of that. One website is saying I should eat 1,400 calories to lose weight while another is saying I should eat 1,100 calories to lose weight.
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2021.10.18 00:17 lha1107 Chicago faces police officer shortage amid crime epidemic

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2021.10.18 00:17 Financial_Survey1366 Pset6 DNA - Code not outputting

I have finished my code for DNA, but when I use any sequences above 4.txt, nothing gets outputted. Why is this happening?
Here is my code:
import sys
import csv
import random
import re




data = sys.argv[1]
dna = sys.argv[2]
count = 0

if len(sys.argv) != 3:
sys.exit("python dna.py data.csv sequence.txt")

with open(data) as file:
dataReader = csv.reader(file)
dataList = list(dataReader)

with open(data) as file3:
dataReader3 = csv.reader(file3)
dataList3 = list(dataReader3)



with open(dna) as file2:
dnaContent = file2.read()


def dataFinder(findData):
global count
for i in range(len(dnaContent)):
for j in range(len(dnaContent)):
if dnaContent[i:j] == findData:
count = count + 1


checkList = []


for n in range(1, len(dataList[0])):
dataFinder(dataList[0][n])
checkList.append(count)
count = 0


check = False
count2 = 0

for a in range(len(dataList)):
del dataList[a][0]

for b in range(1, len(dataList) - 1):
for c in range(len(dataList[0])):
dataList[b][c] = int(dataList[b][c])

for d in range(len(dataList)):
if checkList == dataList[d]:
print(dataList3[d][0])
check = True

count2 = count2 + 1

if count2 == len(dataList) and check == False:
print("No match")
Can someone pls tell me how I can fix this?
Thanks.
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2021.10.18 00:17 jadewjelly I’m so depressed and deprived of love.

I just want someone to hold me, squeeze me tight and tell me it’s all okay. Knowing that as long as I’m in their arms, I’m safe and loved. I want someone to love me, I want to feel their touch and hear their sweet words. I just want to feel something.
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2021.10.18 00:17 CoadjuvanteNaVida Generalizar

É válido generalizar? O que você pensa sobre isso?
Eu estou achando um saco esse lance de todo mundo (olha a generalização) ficar falando: você está generalizado, nem tudo é assim. Nem todo mundo é assado.
Pra mim é tão chato estar conversando e mandar um:
- Cara, percebeu como todo mundo vive com a cara no celular? Nem olham mais na cara da gente pra conversar.
E daí a resposta é:
- Nem todo mundo tá com cara no celular, é uma generalização besta que você tá fazendo. Eu mesmo to aqui olhando pra você.
Sério mesmo? Eu tenho que ficar me policiando pra falar, tipo, viu como uma boa quantidade de pessoas ficam com a cara no celular?

É essa a nova regra? Tenho que me adaptar? Não posso mais usar expressões generalistas para ilustrar algo que acontece muito?
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2021.10.18 00:17 lilfakegamer come to space with me? 👩‍🚀❤️

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2021.10.18 00:17 DYNA_might Anyone else becoming an “off season” Cardinals fan besides me?

JJ Watt did more for our beloved H-Town than FEMA or anyone else. If anyone deserves a ring it’s that dude; and I want him to get it. Until next season, I’m all in on the red birds.
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2021.10.18 00:17 CLBHos [WP] "Sorry, but you don't meet our requirements for a heavenly afterlife. Here's a paper of other heavens you can try, and hells if none of those work, sorted by least painful. You could always try the re-incarnation wheel, but the number of tries is numbered, so be careful."

"Goodness," I replied. "I don't meet the requirements?"
"I'm sorry, sir," said the angel. "You don't."
"You're sure this isn't a mistake?" I asked.
"No mistake," the angel replied. And then, speaking compassionately, she said: "I realize this is difficult. Looking at your record, I can see you lived a stand-up life. You tried your best, for the most part, to be a good and moral person. You were openhearted and giving. You were openminded to all things that smacked of virtue, and closed your mind to thoughts and ideas in which you sensed even the slightest tinge of evil. You should feel proud of the life you lived! I can assure you, your Heavenly Father, though he has not granted you entrance into Everlasting Bliss, is proud of you."
I looked behind her, through the golden gates, at the great, white floating castle, behind whose high walls the chosen souls were evidently having a party. The bassy music blared. Rainbows shot from behind the walls into the starry sky, where they danced like spotlights. I scowled.
"So hedonistic raves were evil on Earth, but they're perfectly acceptable here," I said sarcastically. "What, are they snorting lines of cloud dust in there, too?"
"Sir," the angel said, "it's not my place to judge who is chosen and who is not. Nor is it my place to explain why the judgements were made. My role is only to tell new arrivals what the judgement placed upon them is, and to give them options for next steps."
"I understand," I said, nodding my head, trying to keep my composure. But soon despair leaked through my facade, and I found myself begging: "Please. At least tell me why I was judged as I was. At least give me something. I worked so hard to live a life that would be pleasing to the Creator. Or, one I thought would be pleasing to Him. I sought to glorify Him. I never thought or acted without first asking myself, "How would the Lord judge me for this?" If you could just give me a hint. Then, when I go back into the world, into a body, into the cycle of reincarnation, I can carry with me that hint, and can make sure I live my life right this time, so that I can be accepted next time I arrive here. Please."
The angel bit her heavenly lip. She seemed uncomfortable about my request. Was it because I was seducing her into transgressing her duties? After all, she had said it was not her place to explain the judgements. And here I was, begging her to do just that. Or was it for some other reason that she looked so uncertain, so torn, so ready to tell me everything I wanted to hear, and yet so unwilling to do so.
"What?" I asked. "What is it? You seem perturbed. I don't mean to put you in a difficult position. It's just that...well...this isn't even a matter of life and death. It's more than that. It's a matter of eternity! After a long life lived a certain way, hoping for a certain reward, I only want to know what I did wrong. Why I wasn't...enough."
"It's not your fault," she said sadly. "Oh, not at all... I'm sorry. Look."
She held out the form for me to examine.
"The judgement section is blank," I said incredulously. "It has my name, my good deeds balanced with my bad ones. I'm well in the positive, it seems. And it has that number --"
"Your spiritual serial number," she said.
"But the judgement section," I repeated. "It's blank...Why are you telling me I've been denied, then? Why are you giving me these other options? There is no judgement there! None at all!"
"I know," she said, looking down at her feet. "I know."
"Then how did you determine I was denied?" I asked, a fury growing in me. But I curbed the anger, as best as I could. "Please. Please. Explain."
"Today, God gave me the number 14," she said.
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"It means that every fourteenth soul who arrives is allowed entry. All the others are turned away."
"Every fourteenth soul?" I said. "That's preposterous! Why fourteen? What is so special about that number?"
"Yesterday's number was 3," she confessed. "Every morning when he awakens, or rather, every afternoon, as it has been lately, he chooses one from the multitude in there, at random. He puts a blindfold on this chosen soul, spins him around three times, and has him throw a dart at a dartboard. Whatever number the dart lands on, that's the number for the day. And if the dart misses the board, or lands in the edge, without hitting a number, then the number for the day is zero. That means, for that day, zero souls are admitted into Heaven."
Needless to say, I was horrified by this explanation.
"I refuse to believe it," I said.
"Oh, it's terrible, isn't it?" she cried. "No method. No reason. Pure arbitrary chance. He's made a cynical game of life, and the afterlife, too. And we have no choice but to carry out his will!"
"But why?" I asked. "Why would He play with our souls this way? I thought he was a God of love, and reason and compassion? Of Goodness and Truth?"
"He was," she said. "He was. For so long. He created this beautiful Universe. Gave form to the formless. Created Being from the Void. And truth! He created truth, and even seemed composed of it himself. But over the last while, a few hundred years by your mortal ways of reckoning time, a change has come over him. One day, he was struck by a question: "What right had I to create truth or goodness? And are my creations really True and Good? Are not truth and goodness arbitrary? The products of my fancy and whim? I created the Laws; yet I have no higher Laws to serve myself."
And from these questions he set to searching. Searching for that which transcended his own creation, his own mind, his own limitations. He searched in earnest, for decades. High and low. Outside his creation and down in the smallest wrinkles within it, searching for clues. Searching for a hint of something realer than this arbitrary reality, for some confirmation of something that existed beyond his own will and mind. But he could not find it.
"The Cosmos is only my dream," he concluded. "A foolish dream by a foolish and lonely deity."
Since then, he has let chance govern. He has taken his hands from the wheel. He has let dizzy and blindfolded chance determine the fate and future of the Cosmos. And we angels, though we have tried to reason with him, have gotten nowhere, and so we submit to his will. For any reason we give him for going back to the old ways, for governing as he used to, with ideals, and love, and reason, he dismisses, saying,
"You give me reasons. But I created Reason. I know what it is. I know its limits. And I know that I am beholden to it only so long as I choose to be!"
Our Father, our great Creator, depressed and alone in his own creation, seeking some Otherness, some difference, something that doesn't simply bring him back again to himself, and not finding it! Never finding it! Reaching His hand out into the Void, hoping the hand of another might reach back, might touch him, with warmth, with solidity, with love, but only finding more of the same! Either Nothing -- or, what seems even worse to him now, Something that he created! Only more of himself! Can you imagine? To realize that all is nothing unless you create it? To realize that all that exists is merely an extension of yourself? To have nothing beyond your own imagination on which to sit and rest? The terrible loneliness! It is too large, too deep, for our limited minds to comprehend."
She suddenly composed herself, aware that she was making a scene.
"So now," she said stiffly, sniffling, "He parties, to forget his sorrow, and He lets chance rule in his stead. And now you, though I am sorry to say it, must make your choice. I have given you options. So choose."
I was struck dumb. Yet I had to say something. I had to say something that would give me even a sliver of true understanding of this insane state of affairs. Even if it was only to better understand the nature of the arbitrariness to which I, and the rest of Humanity, was now subject. But what could I say, what could I ask, that would possibly give me the insight I needed?
"Well," I eventually asked, "what number was I?"
"Pardon me?" she said
"In today's order," I said. "What number was I?"
"Look behind you," she said bitterly.
I turned. Stomping toward me was an angry, evil looking man, who had certainly received his share of cruelty in life, and had doled out many more shares to others in return.
"Yes?" I said, turning back around. "What about him?"
"He will be number fourteen."
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