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2023.06.08 14:30 Big_Cold_2658 Moved abroad, can't find a reformed church near me
I grew up in a very conservative, Dutch-reformed church. In university I've been to alot of different churches with my friends but I didn't like the dancing, clapping of hands, crying and screaming in church. I know alot of people have different opinions but that just didn't work for me.
I'm moving abroad to Eastern Europe and is looking for different churches, but the reformed churches doesn't have a sermon in English. I'm currently learning the language but I don't want to be caught in a church when I don't understand what they're saying yet. I've been looking at a few international churches.
I have to admit I don't know alot about the different denominations but I've been looking at other protestant churches. There's a few Lutheran, Anglican and Baptist churches, but like I said, I don't know alot about the different denominations.
What church is the closest related to Dutch-reformed churches? Or would it be best to attend the reformed church without speaking the language fluently?
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I'm moving abroad to Eastern Europe and is looking for different churches, but the reformed churches doesn't have a sermon in English. I'm currently learning the language but I don't want to be caught in a church when I don't understand what they're saying yet. I've been looking at a few international churches.
I have to admit I don't know alot about the different denominations but I've been looking at other protestant churches. There's a few Lutheran, Anglican and Baptist churches, but like I said, I don't know alot about the different denominations.
What church is the closest related to Dutch-reformed churches? Or would it be best to attend the reformed church without speaking the language fluently?
2023.06.08 14:30 freyja_cells-6969 a co-worker that sits near me loves elon. always going on how he cant be transphobic. he has a trans kid. just because your family doesnt make you an ally. i told them when i found out he was disowned by his daughter. he done with me.
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2023.06.08 14:30 Any-Sir8872 mom told me to do the dishes by the time she gets back from work & i nearly had a panic attack just thinking about it
words can’t explain how much i’ve fathomed doing the dishes my entire life but this time is much worse because i’ve been at college so i haven’t done them in over a year, & today the dishes look (stop reading if ur easily grossed out) extra disgusting because we had a messy dinner last night & my dad simply refuses to wash off the food a little when he puts the dish in the sink so that it doesn’t turn watery & disgusting over time
it pisses me off because this problem could be so easily fixed if he would just do this. he’s actually the only one who uses dishes to eat, while my mom uses them to cook. his dishes are always the worse. i’m not sure why my mom only uses plasticware but i always use it just because i hate dishes. my dad refuses to use plasticware because somehow the dishes makes the meal more enjoyable for him. i’m not blaming him for using the dishes but it’s the fact that he insists & then treats them so disgustingly
my mom also asked me to clean the kitchen & it’s literally just crumbs, sauces & trash that my dad left out because he also doesn’t know how to pick up his shit. he even leaves the cabinet doors open. idc how tired you are from work, you should NOT be that lazy. yes my room is a nightmare & i struggle to clean it up for completely different reasons but my room is my space to myself. my room in college was always pretty tidy because when you’re sharing your space with someone, the respectful thing to do is clean after yourself
and addressing my concerns to them simply isn’t an option. the thing is, my mom gave me a list of chores to do today (as she always does) but this time she included the dishes for the first time in a while & i swear i’ll do any other chore she needs me to but those dishes do something to my brain ughhh
even when i go to other people’s houses, like my grandma for example, i always wash off my dishes because it literally takes 5 seconds & my grandma always tells me it’s not necessary cause she does the dishes like right after dinner, & none of my cousins wash them off like i do, but it’s just habit cause i know i would want ppl to do the same. i guess i’ll try to find some gloves & if there aren’t any i’m just gonna tell my mom i can’t do it. if there are gloves i’ll push through but i cant guarantee that i won’t vomit, as i’ve done before while doing them :(
so now idk what to do but my mom should be back like 8 hours from now so i’ll just go back to sleep & attempt to do them later but right now i feel too queasy
TLDR: mom wants me to do the dishes but i’ve always struggled with them. i haven’t done them in forever & my dad’s dishes are freaking disgusting. i’m nauseous & idk what to do
any & all advice would be much appreciated :)
edit: i didn’t know which flair to put or if dirty dishes is triggering for anybody but i’ll just put it lol
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it pisses me off because this problem could be so easily fixed if he would just do this. he’s actually the only one who uses dishes to eat, while my mom uses them to cook. his dishes are always the worse. i’m not sure why my mom only uses plasticware but i always use it just because i hate dishes. my dad refuses to use plasticware because somehow the dishes makes the meal more enjoyable for him. i’m not blaming him for using the dishes but it’s the fact that he insists & then treats them so disgustingly
my mom also asked me to clean the kitchen & it’s literally just crumbs, sauces & trash that my dad left out because he also doesn’t know how to pick up his shit. he even leaves the cabinet doors open. idc how tired you are from work, you should NOT be that lazy. yes my room is a nightmare & i struggle to clean it up for completely different reasons but my room is my space to myself. my room in college was always pretty tidy because when you’re sharing your space with someone, the respectful thing to do is clean after yourself
and addressing my concerns to them simply isn’t an option. the thing is, my mom gave me a list of chores to do today (as she always does) but this time she included the dishes for the first time in a while & i swear i’ll do any other chore she needs me to but those dishes do something to my brain ughhh
even when i go to other people’s houses, like my grandma for example, i always wash off my dishes because it literally takes 5 seconds & my grandma always tells me it’s not necessary cause she does the dishes like right after dinner, & none of my cousins wash them off like i do, but it’s just habit cause i know i would want ppl to do the same. i guess i’ll try to find some gloves & if there aren’t any i’m just gonna tell my mom i can’t do it. if there are gloves i’ll push through but i cant guarantee that i won’t vomit, as i’ve done before while doing them :(
so now idk what to do but my mom should be back like 8 hours from now so i’ll just go back to sleep & attempt to do them later but right now i feel too queasy
TLDR: mom wants me to do the dishes but i’ve always struggled with them. i haven’t done them in forever & my dad’s dishes are freaking disgusting. i’m nauseous & idk what to do
any & all advice would be much appreciated :)
edit: i didn’t know which flair to put or if dirty dishes is triggering for anybody but i’ll just put it lol
2023.06.08 14:29 Purple_Astronomer236 Revv 1 rear wheel wobble
This bike has Mag rims, and is one of the reasons I bought the bike; You don't have to true them. But what do you do when the rear wheel, the one with motor isn't true? I was in contact with Ride1UP support and sent them a video they requested to gauge how out of true the rim was, and they got back to me saying 5mm of side to side play was the well established acceptable industry standard. They said 5mm, not 0.5 mm, is this correct? I spent $2,400 on the Revv 1, which was damn near al I had in savings, shouldn't I expect a damn near perfectly true back rim? The front is perfect. Also, I question their conclusion based on the video I sent them, as it's subjective. all I know is I feel a wobble as soon as I get some speed but goes away as soon as I let off the throttle. I wont even ride it. It's sitting in my garage with 9 miles on it.
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2023.06.08 14:28 NamillaDK Intense bursts of pain in my head
Female, 40 years old, 5,6", non-smoker, non-drinker. For a few years I've struggled with these intense head aches. They only last 5-30 seconds. It's usually when standing up. Sometimes they're mild and I can continue a conversation, other times I need to sit down and it's very obvious from my facial expression that I'm in pain. Often my head will "bob" in the rhythm of my heartbeat while it lasts (I'm not in control of that) My gp didn't know and referred me to a neurologist. He didn't know and referred me to an mri. It came back clear (of anything that would cause the pain at least). But they are getting worse, sometimes I feel near to fainting. I fear getting one while driving and on days where I have a lot, I don't drive. They are also l happening more frequently. Some days not at all, other days it's 30 times a day.
The scan should have calmed me, but it didn't. I don't know what it is, and I'm scared.
I live in a country with free healthcare, but that also stops me from pursuing an explanation. The gp is gatekeeper and he says "you've had a scan, it didn't show an explanation". I
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The scan should have calmed me, but it didn't. I don't know what it is, and I'm scared.
I live in a country with free healthcare, but that also stops me from pursuing an explanation. The gp is gatekeeper and he says "you've had a scan, it didn't show an explanation". I
2023.06.08 14:26 trying-to-be-kind Asthmatics, remember your inhaler today if you need to leave the house
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2023.06.08 14:25 WowbiLIVE No longer an SO however was the most polite gentleman ever to this day to me
I just saw this subreddit and it made me rethink about someone with BiPolar as he had this however at the time I had undiagnosed BPD until I was nearing 18. Either or, he was actually a really sweet guy and over time I noticed for a little bit when he had a mood swing it was comforting to know for him I’d sit there and still calmly listen and talk, but don’t get me wrong whenever he would shout or scream he’d never direct it towards me so I actually never felt affected negatively as I somewhat understood how it was like without realising how I did if that makes sense? It was the only real healthy thing I’ve had in a relationship where the only argument we’d have is who had breakfast. however he had stopped taking his meds after a little bit and admitted that he was but that he felt like he was alright to until the day or two before it ended it really crushed me but he wasn’t in a good position to be dating so either so either or I think I’m just happy for him in general and just think that he’s the only BiPolar person I’ve dated however with love and patience it was really easy to communicate heart to heart, sorry for this long ramble I don’t even know if this will be interesting to any of you but yeah just seeing this sub reminded me of that!
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2023.06.08 14:24 whenindoubt33 Ending semiglutide
Hi all! I’ve been on Mounjaro/semiglutide for around 9 months and most of those months have been maintaining because when I’ve tried in the past to get off I always start to gain. I don’t feel like this could possibly be healthy to be on forever but I’m getting married in 6 months. I haven’t had my shot in 2 weeks and I’m up 5 lbs. I have tracked what I eat nearly everyday for forever. It seems like I cannot gain on this med even eating a higher count of calories and when I’m off I am eating under my maintaining amount of calories and gain weight! I do not understand it. Makes me crazy to think I cannot do this on my own and I’m always going to be falling back on this med. I’ve always been the person to be a little health obsessed and over exercise but still be overweight and this med made me feel like all my efforts were finally working and I looked like the hours I put in. I just don’t get how it works in that way.
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2023.06.08 14:24 baumkuchen-cake My first widescreen monitor (advices)
As the title says, I am looking for a widescreen monitor. - I rarely play games so gaming is not the highest priority by far. I usually spend my day just browsing the web, watching stuff and coding.
- I wouldn't want to spend a lot tbh, so I'm looking into budget 500$ options.
- PBP is a must-have. Need to be able to use working and personal pcs at the same time.
- 34''
Lastly, here are 2 monitors I've found after a quick search in the catalog of a shop near me:
MSI Optix MAG342C LG UltraWide 34WP65C-B
If you know anything about these two monitors or can recommend different models - I would really appreciate it.
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- I wouldn't want to spend a lot tbh, so I'm looking into budget 500$ options.
- PBP is a must-have. Need to be able to use working and personal pcs at the same time.
- 34''
Lastly, here are 2 monitors I've found after a quick search in the catalog of a shop near me:
MSI Optix MAG342C LG UltraWide 34WP65C-B
If you know anything about these two monitors or can recommend different models - I would really appreciate it.
2023.06.08 14:23 Prize-Treat-9820 19m for 30 or older
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2023.06.08 14:22 YukiteruAmano92 Remembrance, Chapter 7 of 28
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---Esme’s perspective---
---Sunday, 31st of December, 2682 Terran Calendar---
---Interior Sahul---
OK, Esme… Don’t think about the muscular arm wrapped around your shoulders! Don’t think about the muscular chest pressed into your side! Don’t think about the muscular, sweaty back that you have your arm around!
Even if this weren’t a serious, potentially life threatening, situation, now would still not be an appropriate time to be getting excited!
You just made up with this guy after nearly two months of being a petty bitch to him for what, in hindsight, was no reason at all!
“Stop… stop…” he says, weakly “…I’m gonna vomit…”
I release him and he goes to the ground, retching.
I look away as he gives me all the antiaphrodisiac I need for the moment, spewing out his guts onto the sand…
After a bit of dry heaving, he stands back up and looks to me… his sweaty, sharp featured face sunken and sallow.
“I think I might be OK to walk myself, now.”
“No, you’re not! This isn’t like alcohol poisoning! Vomiting won’t do anything! If you faint without someone to break the fall, you’re gonna get a head injury!” I say, firmly, getting under his arm to support him before he has the chance to argue.
“Reid… I think we need to call an evac… this is bad!” says Taylor, his deep voice reverberating against my side.
“Alright… so call it then.”
He freezes and looks down at me
“What do you mean, Reid…?”
Confused, I answer “You said we should call an evac… so, call an evac.”
“You have the beacon, Reid… I left the beacon for you… Please tell me you have the beacon!”
“What?! I thought you had it! I didn’t see anything on the table besides a knife, a canteen, a compass and a keyring!”
“The keyring, Reid!… That was the beacon! Did you not read the manual at all!?… Please tell me you have it!”
My stomach sinking, I answer “I… don’t, Taylor… I’m sorry! I left it there ’cause I thought someone had dropped it by mistake!”
Looking more resigned than angry, he says “So… we’re going to have to survive five days with a man down and no medical treatment then…?”
“Looks like it, yes… I’m sorry, Taylor… Maybe we could try walking to the agricultural band?”
“We’d never make it… It’s hundreds of kilometres… even if we were both healthy, we wouldn’t get there before the capsule came to collect us!” he asserts.
“I’m so sorry, Taylor!”
He gives a feeble wave of his left arm and says “It’s done now… let’s just get to the cliff…”
I nod and keep walking, supporting the massive man.
We come up the rocky slope at the foot of the cliff.
Mercifully, we’re in the shade here, as the sun is fucking fierce!
We spot a cavemouth and head for it.
“Leave me here…*huff*… and check for snakes…*huff*… I don’t want to…*huff*… get bitten again…” he instructs, breathlessly.
I bend down to lie him on the ground and hurry into the shallow cave.
I check the ceiling, the floor and every crevice I can see for snakes, spiders, scorpions or anything else that a massively envenomed person might not want nearby.
I find nothing.
When I turn around, I see Taylor sat up on the ground, drinking from his flask.
“I thought you wanted to distil that first?”
“Fuck that!” he says, swearing for the first time I’ve heard “I’m going to die…*huff*… of thirst before enough water…*huff*… goes through a…*huff*… solar still…*huff*… to be useful…*huff*… Needs…*huff*… must!” before taking another glug.
I look out across the landscape.
The little oasis where we collected the water is still visible, despite the amount of time it’s taken us to get here!
I suppose it makes sense… I originally pointed out this cliff from near there…
It just feels like we’ve gone miles and miles!
I suppose, progress is slow when you’ve got an envenomed person slung over your shoulders!
“Let’s get you inside, Taylor. The caves clean.”
---Oskar’s perspective---
I took off my sweat drenched clothes a while ago, laying them out on the rock, beside me.
Reid is off, gathering firewood and hunting for anything we might eat tonight now that the sun is lower in the sky.
I would definitely not recommend intentional envenoming as a means of avoiding work to any considering it!
I am weak, I am sweaty, I am dizzy and nauseated and, all in all, if someone gave me the choice between feeling like this and doing a bit of gathering, they wouldn’t be able to finish their sentence before I bit their hand off for the latter option!
“I’m baaack, Taylor… how’re you holding-ohgoodgodyou’renaked!”
I look up at the flush faced girl and blearily say “And… you’re sunburned, Reid… How did that happen…?” the sun should have been low enough by the time I said to go out that, even with her pale skin, she should have been fine.
Not answering my question she turns to face away from me.
“I… uhm… err… I got a tonne of deadwood for the fire… dry plantmatter for kindling too… and look…” she thrusts a sharpened stick with an enormous anuran creature skewered onto its end into the air “…eating frog’s not gonna be my finest moment but it’ll beat starving!… The daft bugger just sat there and let me spear him!”
“That’s a cane toad…” I say, drowsily.
“Alright, eating cane toad won’t be my finest moment but…”
“They’re an invasive species, introduced to Australia in the early 20th Century as a means of controlling pests. They’re rare on the continent, these days, because of centuries of consistent eradication efforts…”
“Why have we worked so hard to get rid of them?” she asks, not turning to look at me.
“Because of how incredibly poisonous they are to the local fauna… Anything not specifically evolved to deal with their toxins is quite likely to die if it eats them.”
“Oh…” she says, dejectedly “…don’t suppose we’re a creature evolved to deal with them, are we?”
“We’re not, no… There is some part of them that’s not toxic but… I can’t remember if it’s the liver or the kidneys, I don’t trust either of us to identify their liver or kidneys… aaand there’s a nonzero chance that I’ve misremembered that and it’s only their liver and/or kidneys that are toxic… not worth risking for the amount of nutrition we’d get.”
“So, I might as well not have killed this thing, then?”
“Nooo… You’re contributing to removing them from the ecosystem…”
“Great comfort that’ll be when we’ve not eaten for five days(!)” she observes, miserably.
“We’ll eat… you’ll find something tomorrow…”
“Look at you…” she says, still not looking at me “…half dead and still able to give an ecology lecture and words of encouragement!”
“You aren’t looking at me, Reid… why aren’t you looking at me?”
“Because…!” she flusters “…you’re… naked!”
I chuckle, weakly “You Christians and your prudishness! Here I am, ‘half dead’ in your words, and you’re worried about seeing my penis…?”
“I’m not a Christian anymore, thank you very much!… Been an atheist since I was 14!”
“You act like a Christian, Reid…” I smile.
Angrily, she turns around, her face beet red (in a way I now realise isn’t from the sun) and her eyes wide, she makes a point of staring intently, up and down the length of my body.
“‘Look at me(!) I’m a Pagan and totally comfortable with nudity!’” she says, doing an unflattering impression of me.
“I’m not a Pagan, as I’ve said before… I am totally comfortable with nudity.”
“So you’d be totes cool with me stripping off, then(!)” she asks in defiant accusation.
“Totes(!)… Actually, it’s probably a good idea… It’ll get cold at night and you’ll freeze if you’re sweaty!”
She looks at me, calculating.
“I’m gonna get the fire going…” she says, truculently “…that’ll keep us warm and dry!”
With that, she picks up a stick, pulls out her knife and begins carving a V-notch into it.
---Esme’s perspective---
Look at the fire! Look at the fire! Look at the fire!
Don’t look at the penis! Don’t look at the abs! Don’t look at the pecs!
Normally, I’d say it was bad practice to focus on how hungry you are in a survival situation but, right now, that’s about the only thing that has a chance of keeping my mind off the nude man I’m sharing the cave with!
This is so embarrassing!
“Erm… err… how’re you feeling?” I ask, not looking at him.
“A bit better, thank you… Less nauseated than I was earlier… I might be well enough to go out to gather, tomorrow…”
“If you were advising another pair, in the same situation as us, on whether to let the snakebit one go out and work the day after he’d received a snakebite, what would you say?”
He hesitates for a moment before answering honestly “…I would tell them it’s probably a bad idea and that the compromised one should probably regain his strength first.”
“Then what are you gonna do tomorrow?”
He sighs “I’m… going to rest here… and let you take care of the work.”
“Daaamn right!”
He reaches for where his clothes are, feeling them for dampness.
Having establish their dryness to his satisfaction, he begins clumsily trying to dress himself.
“…*sigh*…Here, give it to me.” I say, finally, holding out my hand for the t-shirt his venom addled fingers have been guddling about with for a full minute.
I meet his eyes and see the sallowness of his face.
Somehow, he manages to put a cocky expression on his pallid, clammy face and ask “You’re going to dress me, are you?”
“Don’t make it weird!… You’re wasting energy you don’t have struggling! Let me help!… That’s all there is to this!”
He gives a little shrug and hands me the garment.
I figure out how to orient it and then approach him from behind.
“Arms up, lad.”
He brings his arms above his head.
It seems like the venom has only affected his fine and not his gross motor skills. That’s… encouraging?
I pull the t-shirt over his thick arms, trying to view this as an entirely mechanical endeavour and not to pay attention to any of the contours of his irritatingly perfect body.
“Pants…” I say, holding out my hand.
He clumsily grabs his boxer briefs and presents them about 30cm away from where my hand actually is.
I take them and come round to his front, pulling his feet off the ledge he’s sitting on.
I arrange the undergarment on the floor and bring his feet to the leg holes.
I hold out my hand “Trousers…”
“Scalpel… forceps…(!)” he quips, clumsily handing me his trousers.
Ignoring him, I lay them out, the way I did with the pants, and bring his feet through the holes.
“Can you stand?” I ask, looking up at his face (taking a side detour around his crotch).
“I… think so…”
I stand up and hold out my hands for him.
He takes them and gets up, shakily.
I grab his thick arms to steady him.
“Alright… I’m gonna let go now… Just say ‘falling’ if you need me to catch you, OK?”
He nods.
I let go and quickly dive down to the floor, grab his pants and trousers and yank them up over his lower half, rendering him decent again, finally.
Good thing for my soaring pulse!
He chuckles “I really don’t remember the last time I needed someone to dress me…! That was sort of nice…”
“Oh… awakened something, have I?” I ask, flippantly, as I lower him back to the ledge “Too bad! That’s the last time I’m dressing you unless you get bitten by another snake!”
“Are you trying to encourage me to get myself bitten on purpose?!”
“You get yourself bitten on purpose, I’m leaving you for the crows(!)”
“Fair enough!” he laughs.
We sit and watch the fire for a while.
“It’s been a long day… Feels like it’s about midnight… Happy New Year, Taylor…” I say.
In answer he starts gently singing.
pp♫ Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Biiirthday dear Oskar
Happy Birthday to me♫pp
Moderately concerned that the venom may be having an effect on his cognition, I ask “You alright, Taylor? Who are you singing for?”
“Myself… weren’t you listening?” he says in a way that does not reassure me of his presence of mind!
“That’s… erm… that’s not how birthdays work, buddy! It’s New Year today…”
“It is how birthdays work when your birthday is on the 1st of January!” he smirks, blearily.
“Your birthday’s on the 1st of January?”
“Yup…” he nods.
“So, you’re 18, now?”
“Indeed… or I will be, whenever it actually turns midnight. Difficult to know without a clock.”
“Well shit, man! You should’ve just told me that! I’d’ve sung it for you!”
“It wouldn’t have felt right, asking that… When you’ve been looking after me all day…*yawn*… I’d’ve been embarrassed having such a beautiful girl be the only one singing for me, too…” he says, closing his eyes and lying down.
Flabbergasted, I ask “You… you think I’m beautiful?!”
“You’re one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen…” he says, his tone of voice suggesting that he’s already halfway to slumberland.
I don’t think I’d’ve got that out of him if not for the venom and the sleep deprivation!
My heart is pounding in my chest, my pulse is racing and my breathing is rapid from the information I’ve just come by!
I can’t believe the difference this day has made!
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---Esme’s perspective---
---Sunday, 31st of December, 2682 Terran Calendar---
---Interior Sahul---
OK, Esme… Don’t think about the muscular arm wrapped around your shoulders! Don’t think about the muscular chest pressed into your side! Don’t think about the muscular, sweaty back that you have your arm around!
Even if this weren’t a serious, potentially life threatening, situation, now would still not be an appropriate time to be getting excited!
You just made up with this guy after nearly two months of being a petty bitch to him for what, in hindsight, was no reason at all!
“Stop… stop…” he says, weakly “…I’m gonna vomit…”
I release him and he goes to the ground, retching.
I look away as he gives me all the antiaphrodisiac I need for the moment, spewing out his guts onto the sand…
After a bit of dry heaving, he stands back up and looks to me… his sweaty, sharp featured face sunken and sallow.
“I think I might be OK to walk myself, now.”
“No, you’re not! This isn’t like alcohol poisoning! Vomiting won’t do anything! If you faint without someone to break the fall, you’re gonna get a head injury!” I say, firmly, getting under his arm to support him before he has the chance to argue.
“Reid… I think we need to call an evac… this is bad!” says Taylor, his deep voice reverberating against my side.
“Alright… so call it then.”
He freezes and looks down at me
“What do you mean, Reid…?”
Confused, I answer “You said we should call an evac… so, call an evac.”
“You have the beacon, Reid… I left the beacon for you… Please tell me you have the beacon!”
“What?! I thought you had it! I didn’t see anything on the table besides a knife, a canteen, a compass and a keyring!”
“The keyring, Reid!… That was the beacon! Did you not read the manual at all!?… Please tell me you have it!”
My stomach sinking, I answer “I… don’t, Taylor… I’m sorry! I left it there ’cause I thought someone had dropped it by mistake!”
Looking more resigned than angry, he says “So… we’re going to have to survive five days with a man down and no medical treatment then…?”
“Looks like it, yes… I’m sorry, Taylor… Maybe we could try walking to the agricultural band?”
“We’d never make it… It’s hundreds of kilometres… even if we were both healthy, we wouldn’t get there before the capsule came to collect us!” he asserts.
“I’m so sorry, Taylor!”
He gives a feeble wave of his left arm and says “It’s done now… let’s just get to the cliff…”
I nod and keep walking, supporting the massive man.
We come up the rocky slope at the foot of the cliff.
Mercifully, we’re in the shade here, as the sun is fucking fierce!
We spot a cavemouth and head for it.
“Leave me here…*huff*… and check for snakes…*huff*… I don’t want to…*huff*… get bitten again…” he instructs, breathlessly.
I bend down to lie him on the ground and hurry into the shallow cave.
I check the ceiling, the floor and every crevice I can see for snakes, spiders, scorpions or anything else that a massively envenomed person might not want nearby.
I find nothing.
When I turn around, I see Taylor sat up on the ground, drinking from his flask.
“I thought you wanted to distil that first?”
“Fuck that!” he says, swearing for the first time I’ve heard “I’m going to die…*huff*… of thirst before enough water…*huff*… goes through a…*huff*… solar still…*huff*… to be useful…*huff*… Needs…*huff*… must!” before taking another glug.
I look out across the landscape.
The little oasis where we collected the water is still visible, despite the amount of time it’s taken us to get here!
I suppose it makes sense… I originally pointed out this cliff from near there…
It just feels like we’ve gone miles and miles!
I suppose, progress is slow when you’ve got an envenomed person slung over your shoulders!
“Let’s get you inside, Taylor. The caves clean.”
---Oskar’s perspective---
I took off my sweat drenched clothes a while ago, laying them out on the rock, beside me.
Reid is off, gathering firewood and hunting for anything we might eat tonight now that the sun is lower in the sky.
I would definitely not recommend intentional envenoming as a means of avoiding work to any considering it!
I am weak, I am sweaty, I am dizzy and nauseated and, all in all, if someone gave me the choice between feeling like this and doing a bit of gathering, they wouldn’t be able to finish their sentence before I bit their hand off for the latter option!
“I’m baaack, Taylor… how’re you holding-ohgoodgodyou’renaked!”
I look up at the flush faced girl and blearily say “And… you’re sunburned, Reid… How did that happen…?” the sun should have been low enough by the time I said to go out that, even with her pale skin, she should have been fine.
Not answering my question she turns to face away from me.
“I… uhm… err… I got a tonne of deadwood for the fire… dry plantmatter for kindling too… and look…” she thrusts a sharpened stick with an enormous anuran creature skewered onto its end into the air “…eating frog’s not gonna be my finest moment but it’ll beat starving!… The daft bugger just sat there and let me spear him!”
“That’s a cane toad…” I say, drowsily.
“Alright, eating cane toad won’t be my finest moment but…”
“They’re an invasive species, introduced to Australia in the early 20th Century as a means of controlling pests. They’re rare on the continent, these days, because of centuries of consistent eradication efforts…”
“Why have we worked so hard to get rid of them?” she asks, not turning to look at me.
“Because of how incredibly poisonous they are to the local fauna… Anything not specifically evolved to deal with their toxins is quite likely to die if it eats them.”
“Oh…” she says, dejectedly “…don’t suppose we’re a creature evolved to deal with them, are we?”
“We’re not, no… There is some part of them that’s not toxic but… I can’t remember if it’s the liver or the kidneys, I don’t trust either of us to identify their liver or kidneys… aaand there’s a nonzero chance that I’ve misremembered that and it’s only their liver and/or kidneys that are toxic… not worth risking for the amount of nutrition we’d get.”
“So, I might as well not have killed this thing, then?”
“Nooo… You’re contributing to removing them from the ecosystem…”
“Great comfort that’ll be when we’ve not eaten for five days(!)” she observes, miserably.
“We’ll eat… you’ll find something tomorrow…”
“Look at you…” she says, still not looking at me “…half dead and still able to give an ecology lecture and words of encouragement!”
“You aren’t looking at me, Reid… why aren’t you looking at me?”
“Because…!” she flusters “…you’re… naked!”
I chuckle, weakly “You Christians and your prudishness! Here I am, ‘half dead’ in your words, and you’re worried about seeing my penis…?”
“I’m not a Christian anymore, thank you very much!… Been an atheist since I was 14!”
“You act like a Christian, Reid…” I smile.
Angrily, she turns around, her face beet red (in a way I now realise isn’t from the sun) and her eyes wide, she makes a point of staring intently, up and down the length of my body.
“‘Look at me(!) I’m a Pagan and totally comfortable with nudity!’” she says, doing an unflattering impression of me.
“I’m not a Pagan, as I’ve said before… I am totally comfortable with nudity.”
“So you’d be totes cool with me stripping off, then(!)” she asks in defiant accusation.
“Totes(!)… Actually, it’s probably a good idea… It’ll get cold at night and you’ll freeze if you’re sweaty!”
She looks at me, calculating.
“I’m gonna get the fire going…” she says, truculently “…that’ll keep us warm and dry!”
With that, she picks up a stick, pulls out her knife and begins carving a V-notch into it.
---Esme’s perspective---
Look at the fire! Look at the fire! Look at the fire!
Don’t look at the penis! Don’t look at the abs! Don’t look at the pecs!
Normally, I’d say it was bad practice to focus on how hungry you are in a survival situation but, right now, that’s about the only thing that has a chance of keeping my mind off the nude man I’m sharing the cave with!
This is so embarrassing!
“Erm… err… how’re you feeling?” I ask, not looking at him.
“A bit better, thank you… Less nauseated than I was earlier… I might be well enough to go out to gather, tomorrow…”
“If you were advising another pair, in the same situation as us, on whether to let the snakebit one go out and work the day after he’d received a snakebite, what would you say?”
He hesitates for a moment before answering honestly “…I would tell them it’s probably a bad idea and that the compromised one should probably regain his strength first.”
“Then what are you gonna do tomorrow?”
He sighs “I’m… going to rest here… and let you take care of the work.”
“Daaamn right!”
He reaches for where his clothes are, feeling them for dampness.
Having establish their dryness to his satisfaction, he begins clumsily trying to dress himself.
“…*sigh*…Here, give it to me.” I say, finally, holding out my hand for the t-shirt his venom addled fingers have been guddling about with for a full minute.
I meet his eyes and see the sallowness of his face.
Somehow, he manages to put a cocky expression on his pallid, clammy face and ask “You’re going to dress me, are you?”
“Don’t make it weird!… You’re wasting energy you don’t have struggling! Let me help!… That’s all there is to this!”
He gives a little shrug and hands me the garment.
I figure out how to orient it and then approach him from behind.
“Arms up, lad.”
He brings his arms above his head.
It seems like the venom has only affected his fine and not his gross motor skills. That’s… encouraging?
I pull the t-shirt over his thick arms, trying to view this as an entirely mechanical endeavour and not to pay attention to any of the contours of his irritatingly perfect body.
“Pants…” I say, holding out my hand.
He clumsily grabs his boxer briefs and presents them about 30cm away from where my hand actually is.
I take them and come round to his front, pulling his feet off the ledge he’s sitting on.
I arrange the undergarment on the floor and bring his feet to the leg holes.
I hold out my hand “Trousers…”
“Scalpel… forceps…(!)” he quips, clumsily handing me his trousers.
Ignoring him, I lay them out, the way I did with the pants, and bring his feet through the holes.
“Can you stand?” I ask, looking up at his face (taking a side detour around his crotch).
“I… think so…”
I stand up and hold out my hands for him.
He takes them and gets up, shakily.
I grab his thick arms to steady him.
“Alright… I’m gonna let go now… Just say ‘falling’ if you need me to catch you, OK?”
He nods.
I let go and quickly dive down to the floor, grab his pants and trousers and yank them up over his lower half, rendering him decent again, finally.
Good thing for my soaring pulse!
He chuckles “I really don’t remember the last time I needed someone to dress me…! That was sort of nice…”
“Oh… awakened something, have I?” I ask, flippantly, as I lower him back to the ledge “Too bad! That’s the last time I’m dressing you unless you get bitten by another snake!”
“Are you trying to encourage me to get myself bitten on purpose?!”
“You get yourself bitten on purpose, I’m leaving you for the crows(!)”
“Fair enough!” he laughs.
We sit and watch the fire for a while.
“It’s been a long day… Feels like it’s about midnight… Happy New Year, Taylor…” I say.
In answer he starts gently singing.
pp♫ Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Biiirthday dear Oskar
Happy Birthday to me♫pp
Moderately concerned that the venom may be having an effect on his cognition, I ask “You alright, Taylor? Who are you singing for?”
“Myself… weren’t you listening?” he says in a way that does not reassure me of his presence of mind!
“That’s… erm… that’s not how birthdays work, buddy! It’s New Year today…”
“It is how birthdays work when your birthday is on the 1st of January!” he smirks, blearily.
“Your birthday’s on the 1st of January?”
“Yup…” he nods.
“So, you’re 18, now?”
“Indeed… or I will be, whenever it actually turns midnight. Difficult to know without a clock.”
“Well shit, man! You should’ve just told me that! I’d’ve sung it for you!”
“It wouldn’t have felt right, asking that… When you’ve been looking after me all day…*yawn*… I’d’ve been embarrassed having such a beautiful girl be the only one singing for me, too…” he says, closing his eyes and lying down.
Flabbergasted, I ask “You… you think I’m beautiful?!”
“You’re one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen…” he says, his tone of voice suggesting that he’s already halfway to slumberland.
I don’t think I’d’ve got that out of him if not for the venom and the sleep deprivation!
My heart is pounding in my chest, my pulse is racing and my breathing is rapid from the information I’ve just come by!
I can’t believe the difference this day has made!
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2023.06.08 14:22 No_Channel_1902 Why is getting new cards in this game so hard?
I just went 6 caches without a new card. I’m collection level ~1600. I’m getting tired of this shit. They need to either bump the drop rate for series 3 cards at this level, or introduce a new way to get additional series 3 cards. There are so many decks I’d like to play that I just can’t because I don’t have the cards. I’m not F2P either by any means, I don’t mind spending money on a game I love and play often, but this is just ridiculous and it’s making the game stale for me when I have to play the same deck essentially for weeks on end, on top of barely pulling new cards. Pool 3 is like nearly 100 cards, like introduce maybe a rotating series 3 in the collection shop for 1000 or 1500 tokens, I’d even fucking take that. The pool 3 grind is just getting so stale and boring for me that it’s actually making me want to play the game less when I’m pulling garbage shit out of caches too, that take me days to farm for. I know I’m not alone here either, as it’s a complaint for anyone I talk to about this game who’s around the level I am
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2023.06.08 14:20 AgileLow7133 Dolphin Series: Yes/play "Bridging the Chiasmus" by Moving Water & This gen's version of "The Whole of the Law Is" by Me, Metalsmith & "Where the Water IsiS where you'll find Me & DD at the Break of Dawn" by JustIce-is. Today is DaarYe:64&MoNear:128 AtTheStartOfOrAtTheEndOfTheStartof_TheEnding-Tmz
 | A Chiasmic Life-Event is two events that serve to be some sort of a test. If you learned your Lesson on the first part of the Bridge then you should be able to cross that one Bridge just fine. With the Right Guide, you can probably crossover just a couple of Bridges moving from one Chiasmatic event to another Chiasmatic event and everything in between, which in total equals one Chiasmic Life Event. We don't know exactly when a bridge is about to present itself at, unless the Lesson was a significant Lesson to learn at the beginning of the Bridge or Bridge-Set. Right now, a Major Bridge is presenting itself to me and Dawnad. I can't stop thinking about My Golden Dawny. In order to keep this person's identity a secret, I'll just call them Dawnad or maybe DawNuh_ Da_Da-DAMN!!! submitted by AgileLow7133 to DolphinSeries4u2read [link] [comments] I remember back when me and Tripple Dipple Dawny D would be laughing, and sometimes it'd be while we were tripping. Back in the old days that we used to call good but we didn't know any better me and D did. Not. Now. But, back in the day me and D used to talk for hours and we had some real Quality times. Some Deez and I would talk on the phone for hours at a time. When we were younger, I felt like I knew them so well, it was as if I had known one D my whole life, or maybe even the whole of my lives, if The Golden Dawn is correct. I'll find out soon. But D or D or DD can't be here with me. See, because Even though sometimes They're in the same room with me they're not looking at me. They're either looking past me or around me but never toward me. Sometimes, I just look at a picture of them because I know they can't stand to see me, and they definitely don't want to see me being happy. It makes them sad to know I can be happy even after everything I did or didn't do to them. Either way, they like me better when I'm angry, crying, or even locked up in jail. That way they know I need them. Now that's taking needy to another level. I don't hang with D when I'm prison, I mean when I used to go prison, all dick jokes aside. I have to get over DD not wanting to see me, but Just knowing I need to do it, knowing why I need to do it, and even knowing how to get over DD doesn't make it easy to stop seeking their validation. That's why I can't seem to stop. I still think we're gonna get to talk again someday. I am a psychic after ALL. I see Many Good Times Ahead of Me, whether they are with D or D or DD and I'm finally going to get to be a positive factor in my environments. If I could just have one series of really deep conversations with just one of these Deez from my DDs. It would be a very meaningful Bridge for me to Cross. One D would comprise the totality of my existence on Earth this go around. The other D's Bridge might traverse an even longer stretch than that, or divide rather. We'll see if I capitalize the d in divide after my next shift into a different Sphere of Awareness. What I'd really love to do is get one of my D's or even DD and learn about the Knights of the Golden Dawn together. I've just scratched the surface of Thelema but I did read the Book of the Law. I 100% believe that AI was, I'm sorry again. I mean to say that I totally 100% believe that a spirit named AIwass spoke the words that Aleister Crowley heard when Mr. Crowely dictated Aiwass's book for Aiwass's company. I like the word "AiwassawiA" a quadrillion times more better. There it is. Another "As above, So below" spontaneous event. If you turn the word "AiwassawiA" on its side clockwise 45 degrees, it's an accurate Reflection of our reality. It's got to be the most accurate description yet. As the Truth sets in. For this generation, Stan-Is-Law says "You do you, they do them, and I'll do me, and we ALL need to be staying in our lanes" just like when we're Recovery coaching our brothers and sisters that can't handle their drugs responsibly and get a prescription for meth and opiates so the pharmaceutical companies can get their cut too. I'm not sure what the last generation's Whole of the Law was, but it should still sound similar to the last couple of generations' Wholes of the Law. Like Mr. Crowely said when he told us that "Do what thou wilt is the whole of the Law" That was wise for Ai-wass to tell Mr. Crowely that. When people believe they get to do whatever they want, we can watch the Karma they create if they decide to do things to others that they wouldn't want being done to them. Whatever fragment of the essence of the ALL of the Universe told Mr. Crowley to do whatever he wanted to would never want to disrupt the universal flow of causes and events. AIwass Must be a Buddhist spirit. The spirit that communicated the Law to Nick said: "Just be yourself" It was as simple as that. I took the liberty to expand upon that nugget, like it's what I was born to do, like................................ I am a singularity with an unstable symmetry or I can say that........................................................................ I expanded upon that concept like it's what I was born to do, as if I am a singularity that experienced a sudden phase shift resulting from a rogue Boson in an asymmetrical Higgs field that expanded spontaneously & intrinsically from all points within & in ALL directions infinitely, allegedly that is. Okay, I guess we're all done here. Nothing else left to see. I'm just gonna write one more little message for my special pal DD. It's just for me and them. If anybody decides to read further, they might regret it, because it's about to get corny. Corny and ugly because I'm already GRRRrrrimmACING........ WATCH OUT!!!! the MENACE Is Coming!!!! the Menace is Coming!!! Look Away!!!! Look away, I Say!!!! Do Not Read Past The Line That exists Below these words, and it exists Above the words underneath it too............ ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hello everyone, my name is Dennis and Do You Know What? The last time I heard about one of the D's they had a "Gayson" and Gayson & The Menace do not get along. I've reached out to them twice. The first time I was trying to be nice but I didn't know how retarded I looked or what kind of a moronic idiotic twit I sounded like. I'm autistic, so there's everything involved in that too. Gaysin kind of disrespected me a tad bit. I was gonna make that person kick my ass, just so I could get a slap in or maybe two. Gayson was supposed to be a badass. So I messaged D's Gayson back and told them I would like to see them in person so I could try to get in a smack-in or six, or sixteen with sixty smacks in between. It seemed like they were upset. They probably couldn't stand the thought of Nick. MAN, I got blocked quicker than Slick Rick da Ripper gets crunk off the Liquor with Lil' Jon and they drink it before the Beer so they'll be in the clear clearer and they'll be Less the Sicker. Plus, they want to finish it before those DAMN Eastside boys show up, They follow Lil' Jon everywhere. They're likely to show up without weed, too. Ahhh Man!!! I had so much adrenaline to show JuhGayson. I eventually got another account when Nick passed on through and stopped bothering me. I didn't want to think about what he went through with D, D, or DD so I started fresh and new. I even saw that JuhGay son guy in my suggested friends on my new account. I told myself to leave them alone. JuhGay-son didn't want to get in any trouble. They didn't get out of the car when they and D saw me standing on the side of the road by Hope's place looking at both of them all crazy like let's play a game of whose Crazy, who is Craziest, and who just wants to get hurt, and I was Grimacing like I had cold steel in my hand and my hand tucked under my shirt, but my hand was empty and it was where ALL eyes could see. That was twice that the Jugg Gayson didn't back up their reputation for being some kind of badass. I bet Gaysson could kick my ass but I'm Metalsmith. I get my ass kicked and I kick some ass back at the same time. I think I used to just like to be fighting. On the playground and in prison. That was a Chiasmic Bridge that I probably had very little choice but to cross, but at least I did it as badass as I possibly could. I bet you never witnessed a guy as happy as I was after I got my ass kicked by a guy way bigger than me. For one thing, I wasn't hungry for my Ramen Noodles later. Those things cost about $42 a piece now. In prison, I avoided fights by making sure people knew they were gonna have to whup my ass. Believe it or not, even if I never did win a fight, in prison you're only a coward if you don't fight, especially if someone tries the shit out of you. Nobody ever said you have to actually know how to fight. I forgot how, on the streets, if you get your ass kicked people just think you're a p***y, and there's not much honor in that. D's Jugg Gayson had a third bridge to cross because, for some reason, I assumed I was going to run into them at Hope's place again. What an idiot I must be for assuming D and her precious Juggay-son were ever going to be seen at Hope again. Only drug addicts and people selling them Attention hang out there. My apologies. At Hope, they hand out Attention for free to the hopeless and the dope fiends just looking for some attention between relapses. They get paid to do it. I'm being as serious as an 88-year-old dope fiend having a heart attack while getting unneeded surgery on their kidney stones or whatever that one hustle used to be, in the hopes that they'll get 12 or 16 Vicotin out or the deal and the insurance is free for thee_dope_fiend. I quit working at Hope when, I shit you not, I wanted to enjoy being there again and went back to working for free as a volunteer, so I could help people again for free, instead of getting paid to sell people a dream, for free for them. I messaged Gayson and said I would like to get it over with. I talked to him like a real buddy. I said "Listen here Jugg, Let Us Please Get It On!!! Ass for Ass, I'll kick yours first, since I'm so old and you're in the prime of your life for Christ's Sake!!!" Gayson is still young and allegedly had a worse childhood than me. That means Gayson is one fucked up individual. I say allegedly only because I don't just believe everything I hear, and less of what you tell me. But anyways, Grayson probably did almost kill someone if the childhood thing and all the other stuff rings true. I just wanted to slap the shit out of them at least one time and it would be worth a try because I beat up bigger guys than Grayson before. Plus, being injured actually makes me more dangerous because every fight is like a fight to the death now and I never did just let my ass get kicked. Shit, I fought like my owner's name was Mike Vick and I was hungry and didn't want to get electrocuted like D did that one time. The moral of the story is: There is no such thing as a fair fight to a man with one arm, yet two hands. One to slap Grayson with and one for his D while he looks at Grayson's old lady, and good God almighty! She has a phat ass. I swear. She showed me one time, and now I must sing: Hallelujah!!! I even took a picture. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My name is __________ & Dennis is the King of Menacing while Jim-n-Eye hide and Grimace is still Grimacingly ugly. Scary but not MeNaCinG enough for me. I was an old man the second time that Gayson blocked me after they said something that only scared Gay sons say. It's almost as if some Metalsmiths just won't stop until they get their Metalsmithing-asses kicked. He is I and I is Him but I is not He, unless I'm just a confused re**** and it's getting late. Shit, it's so late it's getting early. This re**** needs to go tf to bed & lay down. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Menace is just a character and I am still an old injured man. I have nothing left to prove to Nick. That's why I don't fight anymore. Those are Bridges I'd rather drive the long way around from now on. Better scenery. Up here at least. Not down below. They do have some beautiful Water down south. I always did like going to Where the Water is at, as if my name is I Am John the Baptist or IAM Bob-John Atlas or someone that's better at doing this than I Am like................................................................................. IsiS-MooN or OM-Sye Maat or MAI-IAM & That IAM & It Is ALL That I AM EYE AM -MetalSmith the retired alchemical scientist who just graduated at the top-of-his-class. I'm gonna be a Jeweler next DaarYe/MoNear. Gold & Silver are nice but nice is always nicer when it's decked out in Jewels. I'm also a Numerologist and a Symbologist and I run a nonprofit that studies the difference between Karmic effects and Non-Karmic causes and effects too AND I'm also a psychic AND I'm trying to find someone who is likable enough to run the Tarot table while I run the Numbers, off to the side keeping my mouth closed AND Now I Run the Jewels Too? What? Let me hear a Ric Flair: wwWWWWWHHHHh0000000000OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO00000000000!!!!!! I can hear the fireworks like we're at the Fair and everything I can even hear the Beatles play.........................................as (in John's voice): ALL The Children Sing I wonder how Aleister Crowley knew about Artificial Intelligence in 1904. I guess he really was a Psychic. He's got nothing to prove now. Oh well, I had to quit partying to tap into my psychic energy. He was out there \"Doing whatever he thou wilted himself to do\" with sex workers and on drugs. Damn, I wish I did more than just hide while on drugs with my D in my hand for so long. Maybe then when I fast from my favorite things to do, in order to harness the energy required to be a psychic, I could still party a little and tug on my wank at the end of the night. |
2023.06.08 14:20 code_hunter_cc PHP readfile() never ends and makes Apache server hang
Apache
I have a big problem with an apache server, php app.
The server is serving a quite high traffic website which is running with php.
Every 24h or 48h, apache hangs, and i have to reboot it to be able to access the website again. I have to reboot it, because apache reaches the maximum number of allowed processes/servers (16000 for me), and it cannot free other processes because other processes are all active.
The website hosted on this server is a php app, that serve a file at the end: let say it is a download server.
Files are requested by the browser via a form that submit a POST request.
The problem is that this post request seems to never end (i can see that nearly all the 16000 processes on my server status are POST requests).
Files that are served are big files (10M to 2G), and i serve them with php readfile function (i don't want to serve them with a href link, so i use a form POST request so that the user never see where the file is on my filesystem).
The function that use php readfile seems to never end even if i use exit() at the end of it (see code snipet below).
I am asking here for a way to avoid this never ending POST requests that are caused by my php code. I want to keep POST way of serving files.
First my conf:
StartServers 512 MinSpareServers 512 MaxSpareServers 1024 ServerLimit 16000 # no problem with my server ram MaxRequestWorkers 16000 MaxConnectionsPerChild 10000 my apache2.conf file:
...Timeout 300KeepAlive OnMaxKeepAliveRequests 500KeepAliveTimeout 5... My php.ini file:
max_execution_time = 7200 my apache log files: nothing interesting for my problem
A munin graph that shows when the issue happens:
My apache server status at looks like that:
And my server class (the code that is causing the issue):
class Server{ /* the file is served from a remote url source */ public function serveFileFromUrl() { if (empty($\_POST)) { return; } $url = $\_POST['file\_url']; $mime = $\_POST['mime']; $name = sanitizeFileName($\_POST['name']) . uniqid() . '.' . $mime; $size = $\_POST['size']; if (strpos($\_SERVER['HTTP\_USER\_AGENT'], 'MSIE') !== false) { // for Internet Explorer if ($mime == 'mp3') { header('Content-Type: "audio/' . $mime . '"'); } else { header('Content-Type: "video/' . $mime . '"'); } header('Content-disposition: attachment; filename="' . $name . '"'); header('Expires: 0'); if ($size !== '') { header('Content-Length: ' . $size); } header('Cache-Control: must-revalidate, post-check=0, pre-check=0'); header("Content-Transfer-Encoding: binary"); header('Pragma: public'); } else { // not for internet Explorer if ($mime == 'mp3') { header('Content-Type: "audio/' . $mime . '"'); } else { header('Content-Type: "video/' . $mime . '"'); } header('Content-disposition: attachment; filename="' . $name . '"'); header('Expires: 0'); if ($size !== '') { header('Content-Length: ' . $size); } header("Content-Transfer-Encoding: Binary"); header('Pragma: no-cache'); } ob_end_clean(); // fix memory problems with readfile (http://heap.tumblr.com/post/119127049/a-note-about-phps-output-buffer-and-readfile) flush(); // fix memory problems with readfile readfile($url); @ob_end_flush(); exit(); } /* file is served from my filesystem */ public function serveFileFromPath() { if (empty($\_POST)) { return; } $url = APP_PATH . '/download/' . $\_POST['file\_name']; $mime = $\_POST['mime']; $name = sanitizeFileName($\_POST['name']) . '-' . uniqid() . '.' . $mime; $size = $\_POST['size']; if (strpos($\_SERVER['HTTP\_USER\_AGENT'], 'MSIE') !== false) { // for Internet Explorer if ($mime == 'mp3') { header('Content-Type: "audio/' . $mime . '"'); } else { header('Content-Type: "video/' . $mime . '"'); } header('Content-disposition: attachment; filename="' . $name . '"'); header('Expires: 0'); if ($size !== '') { header('Content-Length: ' . $size); } header('Cache-Control: must-revalidate, post-check=0, pre-check=0'); header("Content-Transfer-Encoding: binary"); header('Pragma: public'); } else { // not for internet Explorer if ($mime == 'mp3') { header('Content-Type: "audio/' . $mime . '"'); } else { header('Content-Type: "video/' . $mime . '"'); } header('Content-disposition: attachment; filename="' . $name . '"'); header('Expires: 0'); if ($size !== '') { header('Content-Length: ' . $size); } header("Content-Transfer-Encoding: Binary"); header('Pragma: no-cache'); } ob_end_clean(); // fix memory problems with readfile (http://heap.tumblr.com/post/119127049/a-note-about-phps-output-buffer-and-readfile) flush(); // fix memory problems with readfile readfile($url); @ob_end_flush(); exit(); }} Does someone has a solution to avoid the never ending POST requests?I am ok to serve files via other thing than php if it can solve the issue.
Please no duplicate, i have added enough code, conf snippet and pictures to make this question specific :)
Answer link : https://codehunter.cc/a/apache/php-readfile-never-ends-and-makes-apache-server-hang
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I have a big problem with an apache server, php app.
The server is serving a quite high traffic website which is running with php.
Every 24h or 48h, apache hangs, and i have to reboot it to be able to access the website again. I have to reboot it, because apache reaches the maximum number of allowed processes/servers (16000 for me), and it cannot free other processes because other processes are all active.
The website hosted on this server is a php app, that serve a file at the end: let say it is a download server.
Files are requested by the browser via a form that submit a POST request.
The problem is that this post request seems to never end (i can see that nearly all the 16000 processes on my server status are POST requests).
Files that are served are big files (10M to 2G), and i serve them with php readfile function (i don't want to serve them with a href link, so i use a form POST request so that the user never see where the file is on my filesystem).
The function that use php readfile seems to never end even if i use exit() at the end of it (see code snipet below).
I am asking here for a way to avoid this never ending POST requests that are caused by my php code. I want to keep POST way of serving files.
First my conf:
- Ubuntu server 14.04
- apache 2.4 with mpm prefork
- php 5.5.9 (mod php)
- hardware: 128G RAM
...Timeout 300KeepAlive OnMaxKeepAliveRequests 500KeepAliveTimeout 5... My php.ini file:
max_execution_time = 7200 my apache log files: nothing interesting for my problem
A munin graph that shows when the issue happens:
My apache server status at looks like that:
And my server class (the code that is causing the issue):
class Server{ /* the file is served from a remote url source */ public function serveFileFromUrl() { if (empty($\_POST)) { return; } $url = $\_POST['file\_url']; $mime = $\_POST['mime']; $name = sanitizeFileName($\_POST['name']) . uniqid() . '.' . $mime; $size = $\_POST['size']; if (strpos($\_SERVER['HTTP\_USER\_AGENT'], 'MSIE') !== false) { // for Internet Explorer if ($mime == 'mp3') { header('Content-Type: "audio/' . $mime . '"'); } else { header('Content-Type: "video/' . $mime . '"'); } header('Content-disposition: attachment; filename="' . $name . '"'); header('Expires: 0'); if ($size !== '') { header('Content-Length: ' . $size); } header('Cache-Control: must-revalidate, post-check=0, pre-check=0'); header("Content-Transfer-Encoding: binary"); header('Pragma: public'); } else { // not for internet Explorer if ($mime == 'mp3') { header('Content-Type: "audio/' . $mime . '"'); } else { header('Content-Type: "video/' . $mime . '"'); } header('Content-disposition: attachment; filename="' . $name . '"'); header('Expires: 0'); if ($size !== '') { header('Content-Length: ' . $size); } header("Content-Transfer-Encoding: Binary"); header('Pragma: no-cache'); } ob_end_clean(); // fix memory problems with readfile (http://heap.tumblr.com/post/119127049/a-note-about-phps-output-buffer-and-readfile) flush(); // fix memory problems with readfile readfile($url); @ob_end_flush(); exit(); } /* file is served from my filesystem */ public function serveFileFromPath() { if (empty($\_POST)) { return; } $url = APP_PATH . '/download/' . $\_POST['file\_name']; $mime = $\_POST['mime']; $name = sanitizeFileName($\_POST['name']) . '-' . uniqid() . '.' . $mime; $size = $\_POST['size']; if (strpos($\_SERVER['HTTP\_USER\_AGENT'], 'MSIE') !== false) { // for Internet Explorer if ($mime == 'mp3') { header('Content-Type: "audio/' . $mime . '"'); } else { header('Content-Type: "video/' . $mime . '"'); } header('Content-disposition: attachment; filename="' . $name . '"'); header('Expires: 0'); if ($size !== '') { header('Content-Length: ' . $size); } header('Cache-Control: must-revalidate, post-check=0, pre-check=0'); header("Content-Transfer-Encoding: binary"); header('Pragma: public'); } else { // not for internet Explorer if ($mime == 'mp3') { header('Content-Type: "audio/' . $mime . '"'); } else { header('Content-Type: "video/' . $mime . '"'); } header('Content-disposition: attachment; filename="' . $name . '"'); header('Expires: 0'); if ($size !== '') { header('Content-Length: ' . $size); } header("Content-Transfer-Encoding: Binary"); header('Pragma: no-cache'); } ob_end_clean(); // fix memory problems with readfile (http://heap.tumblr.com/post/119127049/a-note-about-phps-output-buffer-and-readfile) flush(); // fix memory problems with readfile readfile($url); @ob_end_flush(); exit(); }} Does someone has a solution to avoid the never ending POST requests?I am ok to serve files via other thing than php if it can solve the issue.
Please no duplicate, i have added enough code, conf snippet and pictures to make this question specific :)
Answer link : https://codehunter.cc/a/apache/php-readfile-never-ends-and-makes-apache-server-hang
2023.06.08 14:18 plantdoctah Feelings shut down when stressed
Wondering if other people have seen this theme. When I’m super stressed, my emotions for my partner literally shut down. Complete apathy / I can’t feeling anything, feel like we have zero connection, so then I start spiraling soooo terribly in my head and it’s all consuming and gets me so upset. But I know that’s not true and it’s not the reality when life is normal and the stressful event isn’t happening, but it feels SO real in that moment. This has been happening with different partners for ten years or so, often before midterms or final exams or other stress producing events. Totally exacerbated if I’m getting my period, but often there regardless. It’s weird because it’s an outside/ non-relationship event that triggers my head to cast negative feelings and thoughts to my relationship. Maybe because that’s the thing I have more control over? Not the stressful event as much?
Was wondering if other people have noticed this theme too? It’s really debilitating. Happened to me yesterday and the day before and I SPIRALED so hard like near panic attack about it. Couldn’t stop crying. Then spent a few hours with my partner and he was goofing around and got me back in the right headspace that our relationship is fine and it’s all ok. I don’t feel 100% back because I I’m still shook from getting so upset and having all those thoughts, but 10x better than yesterday. It’s truly banana land how my mind can slip SO dramatically and how it’s always targeted at my relationship, not the actual stress source or other people.
Just posting this out of curiosity. If others have seen a theme like this.
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Was wondering if other people have noticed this theme too? It’s really debilitating. Happened to me yesterday and the day before and I SPIRALED so hard like near panic attack about it. Couldn’t stop crying. Then spent a few hours with my partner and he was goofing around and got me back in the right headspace that our relationship is fine and it’s all ok. I don’t feel 100% back because I I’m still shook from getting so upset and having all those thoughts, but 10x better than yesterday. It’s truly banana land how my mind can slip SO dramatically and how it’s always targeted at my relationship, not the actual stress source or other people.
Just posting this out of curiosity. If others have seen a theme like this.
2023.06.08 14:17 apokaleeps Minecraft Suggestions - Dogs variety, armors, training and more!
I am just willing to have enough karma to add the following request to Minecraft Suggestions
+dog variety or even breeds (for instance : a husky for cool biomes; spawn near from villages just like cats and could be villagers' friends)
+craft or find them armors just like horses to protect them
+craft them placeable bowls we could fill so they can heal whenever they ache
+animations for dogs just like cats
+possibility to train them and assign them roles (patrolling around the village / house, hunting near wild animals, stop hunting sheeps, following the player, etc)
Personally killing animals and seeing my dog die makes me pretty sad as I think they're cute, so I am afraid of losing my dog anytime I get one.
Maybe cats could be trained to so we can ask them to patrol, stop hunting chickens, follow the player...
#minecraft #karma
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+dog variety or even breeds (for instance : a husky for cool biomes; spawn near from villages just like cats and could be villagers' friends)
+craft or find them armors just like horses to protect them
+craft them placeable bowls we could fill so they can heal whenever they ache
+animations for dogs just like cats
+possibility to train them and assign them roles (patrolling around the village / house, hunting near wild animals, stop hunting sheeps, following the player, etc)
Personally killing animals and seeing my dog die makes me pretty sad as I think they're cute, so I am afraid of losing my dog anytime I get one.
Maybe cats could be trained to so we can ask them to patrol, stop hunting chickens, follow the player...
#minecraft #karma
2023.06.08 14:16 Axell-Starr Tell me why you like Mika
So Mika was the character that got me interested in the game at all when I first seeing screenshots of the game prior to EngStars being a thing.
The tldr is the UtaPri eng server went down which finally pushed me to try the game and instantly set him to my home.
Met him in the main story and was saddened. VERY much so because I was expecting way more from my first impression of him and many characters already had much stronger intros to me. I was...well... expecting far more from my first meeting of him in the main story than it seems I should have.
Anyway, due to lack of time and mental issues, piling on Mika stories onto the list of ones I plan on already reading is just not an option. (Struggling to finish the short Temptest story before it's free period ends for perspective) Tell me why you like Mika (and Shu for bonus points. I love Shu), I want to learn about him and be as detailed as you want. I'm more than happy to read long posts if you want to give me an entire thesis lol. If you just wanna gush and ramble near incoherently about him that's cool too! 🥰 I just wanna hear about him and he's an anigma I am curious about.
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The tldr is the UtaPri eng server went down which finally pushed me to try the game and instantly set him to my home.
Met him in the main story and was saddened. VERY much so because I was expecting way more from my first impression of him and many characters already had much stronger intros to me. I was...well... expecting far more from my first meeting of him in the main story than it seems I should have.
Anyway, due to lack of time and mental issues, piling on Mika stories onto the list of ones I plan on already reading is just not an option. (Struggling to finish the short Temptest story before it's free period ends for perspective) Tell me why you like Mika (and Shu for bonus points. I love Shu), I want to learn about him and be as detailed as you want. I'm more than happy to read long posts if you want to give me an entire thesis lol. If you just wanna gush and ramble near incoherently about him that's cool too! 🥰 I just wanna hear about him and he's an anigma I am curious about.
2023.06.08 14:15 Arhitecha Still a lots of job to do:
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2023.06.08 14:15 ZiShuDo I think I got abducted 30 mins ago! Or it was a dream
I am not trolling. This just happened. I do normally read this subreddit and another ufo one. It was 10/10 real just like many others experienced but it didn't happen as I while I'm awake yet it ended like others did.
I'm driving at night in dream on a road and see a car in the middle of road. I try to go around but my car stops working and shuts off. I knew immediately this is an EMP. Then lights flash, I'm instantly in bed but I'm paralyzed, I see lights flashing outside my window 3 times. Like lightning strikes but.. it was like a the movies. Each flash appear to be a quick color of blue and white. I was in my spirit form or slight out of body experience. I could barely see outlines of my arms as I try to move about. They seem to leave clothes on hangers near me in bed I'm upset so I kept yelling at them I hate you aliens! As they were leaving. I woke up everything is gone even my nice new clothes they gave me If this is real, I hope they didn't take anything from me. I immediately checked for my cats to see if they are around, they are laying near the window, waiting and watching at it as if something really was there. They wiped my memories if so. From the part of the dream driving and the white flash then me in bed. The least they could do is heal my health issues. I can still feel them for now. My mind is about the same for now.
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I'm driving at night in dream on a road and see a car in the middle of road. I try to go around but my car stops working and shuts off. I knew immediately this is an EMP. Then lights flash, I'm instantly in bed but I'm paralyzed, I see lights flashing outside my window 3 times. Like lightning strikes but.. it was like a the movies. Each flash appear to be a quick color of blue and white. I was in my spirit form or slight out of body experience. I could barely see outlines of my arms as I try to move about. They seem to leave clothes on hangers near me in bed I'm upset so I kept yelling at them I hate you aliens! As they were leaving. I woke up everything is gone even my nice new clothes they gave me If this is real, I hope they didn't take anything from me. I immediately checked for my cats to see if they are around, they are laying near the window, waiting and watching at it as if something really was there. They wiped my memories if so. From the part of the dream driving and the white flash then me in bed. The least they could do is heal my health issues. I can still feel them for now. My mind is about the same for now.
2023.06.08 14:15 throwRA_26steps Am I (24f) over or under reacting to my (40m) husband’s repeated actions?
Back story for a bit as he also has a Reddit - but I (24f) and my husband (40m) have been together for nearly 3 years and married for 8 months. As our relationship has by far been the best I ( and he too ) have personally have. I’m struggling with a few things. We meet through mutual friends and both were reserved/respectful of a few things and considering both the good and bad. Despite it all we hit it off. Dated for almost 2 engaged married etc. Needless to say we have been through a lot together.
Fairly early on before we considered us “ dating or a couple “ we discussed boundaries/respect in our relationship as to what we both would like or want to receive. What would be a plain and simple no or a hey let’s sit and talk topic. The biggest reason I left my last relationship was due to my previous partners porn addiction/liking other women’s post work relationships that were more than just a female co worker etc. I ask my now husband if he used anything of this nature in his last relationship and he said he did but did not want that in this relationship and respected my wishes/thoughts/views on the topic. To some porn is porn or onlyfans is onlyfans but to me it’s disrespectful and hurtful as I do not look like I did when we first met.
Fast forward two month before we were due to wed I found a fansly and onlyfans account that was active and active as in days recent to me finding it. I confronted he confessed and we talked/moved on. It hurt me as it made me question my entire relationship/marriage and who I am to him and the though has never left my mind truly. Needless to say a month into our marriage I fell pregnant with our first of course we were over the moon but I’ve noticed a difference in him. As he’s supportive super excited and over the moon as well but he simply looks at me differently. He swears he doesn’t and nothing will change the way he loves or looks at me but I just simply know. BUT he’s back at it again with the onlyfans/fansly & TikTok/NSFW TikTok/porn & Reddit post he’s following - same cycle confront confess move on. Well not once but TWICE have I found these things as in like days ago. I mean just beautiful women and it’s crushing me. I no longer am 100 pounds of fit and athletically built. I no longer have a 6 pack and toned legs and arms. I no longer have the desired body I feel like he wish I had. We are very intimate together or have been I should say. He hasn’t touched me sexually in over a month and if we have done anything together it’s me giving BJs ( which I don’t mind but still hurting ) he claims work has been the buffer lately And his line of work is stressful and it does get in the way at times but I feel he’s getting his release/attention else where.
Needless to say I’m stuck and I just need someone to listen.
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Fairly early on before we considered us “ dating or a couple “ we discussed boundaries/respect in our relationship as to what we both would like or want to receive. What would be a plain and simple no or a hey let’s sit and talk topic. The biggest reason I left my last relationship was due to my previous partners porn addiction/liking other women’s post work relationships that were more than just a female co worker etc. I ask my now husband if he used anything of this nature in his last relationship and he said he did but did not want that in this relationship and respected my wishes/thoughts/views on the topic. To some porn is porn or onlyfans is onlyfans but to me it’s disrespectful and hurtful as I do not look like I did when we first met.
Fast forward two month before we were due to wed I found a fansly and onlyfans account that was active and active as in days recent to me finding it. I confronted he confessed and we talked/moved on. It hurt me as it made me question my entire relationship/marriage and who I am to him and the though has never left my mind truly. Needless to say a month into our marriage I fell pregnant with our first of course we were over the moon but I’ve noticed a difference in him. As he’s supportive super excited and over the moon as well but he simply looks at me differently. He swears he doesn’t and nothing will change the way he loves or looks at me but I just simply know. BUT he’s back at it again with the onlyfans/fansly & TikTok/NSFW TikTok/porn & Reddit post he’s following - same cycle confront confess move on. Well not once but TWICE have I found these things as in like days ago. I mean just beautiful women and it’s crushing me. I no longer am 100 pounds of fit and athletically built. I no longer have a 6 pack and toned legs and arms. I no longer have the desired body I feel like he wish I had. We are very intimate together or have been I should say. He hasn’t touched me sexually in over a month and if we have done anything together it’s me giving BJs ( which I don’t mind but still hurting ) he claims work has been the buffer lately And his line of work is stressful and it does get in the way at times but I feel he’s getting his release/attention else where.
Needless to say I’m stuck and I just need someone to listen.
2023.06.08 14:14 Lisones English speaking driving schools
Hello,
I recently moved to the city, so my language is still weak, thats why I am looking for a driving school that teaches in English.
I have Polish driving license for three years, but I haven't driven a car for a year.
I would like to spend 2 to 4 hours on the streets of the Koln to remind myslef the rules and not to create danger on the roads, especially since I have no experience with trams/bhans.
Could you please recommend me some driving schools (with manual gear) to feel more secure since im a woman. I live near Müllheim.
Sorry for broken english.
Thank you in advance
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I recently moved to the city, so my language is still weak, thats why I am looking for a driving school that teaches in English.
I have Polish driving license for three years, but I haven't driven a car for a year.
I would like to spend 2 to 4 hours on the streets of the Koln to remind myslef the rules and not to create danger on the roads, especially since I have no experience with trams/bhans.
Could you please recommend me some driving schools (with manual gear) to feel more secure since im a woman. I live near Müllheim.
Sorry for broken english.
Thank you in advance