Familien Anerkennungs Post

2021.12.06 11:20 PatataMaxtex Familien Anerkennungs Post

Leider hört man häufiger, dass die Familie Probleme mit der veganen Ernährung hat. Sätze wie "Das bisschen Speck in den Bratkartoffeln ist doch nicht schlimm", haben viele hier gehört. Um für positivere Stimmung zu sorgen würde ich gerne eure gegenteiligen Geschichten hören. In welchen Momenten habt ihr gemerkt, dass eure Familie eure Ernährung nicht nur akzeptiert sondern euch dabei auch unterstützt?
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2021.12.06 11:20 TURTLE0105 Has anyone here transferred from UMGC? If so how was your experience?

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2021.12.06 11:20 MiguelilloManastorm Random HP diff between boards

I've been running into games with identical boards and a 60hp gap between them. Like 2nd and 7th are playing mirror boards, but one is winstreaking and the other at 20hp. Specially with assassin, arcanist and chemtech boards.
Has anyone experienced this issue? Can the matchmaking diff be that hard?
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2021.12.06 11:20 sonik77133 [Artwork] 'Wonder Women' by @comicisky

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2021.12.06 11:20 02cdalton How do I fit this shower drain-waste cover? The sticky out bit doesn’t fit in the white shower bit

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2021.12.06 11:20 TrendsWide No cannabis before Christmas: Kit Malthouse tells revellers they should call cops on joint smokers

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2021.12.06 11:20 CloudflareInc Replace your hardware firewalls with Cloudflare One

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2021.12.06 11:20 xfornaruto 25 - M - [Friendship] - Here we go!

Let’s look at the epsilon number of ways of having good fun in a company of people (that are >= 1 and < 2 in their quantity, because I’m an introversatile kind of person):

I’m pretty sure there are another delta ygriega number of ways to do it I have forgotten about but you know of and practice on a regular basis, so let’s DO both these and those!
Show me your energy, your yourselfness! I would be gassed if you were eager to talk and didn’t make me conduct a tiring endless interview with you, but if you can’t, you can! Just open all those locks of yours, unleash the floodgates restraining your inner self and zap me, zap me hard with the you kind of you.
Speaking of you, what would you do if you realized I just swallowed your remote and my wrecked tummy is compulsively altering the volume of your favourite slice-of-slash show? Or if the main topic on the news today was that Mars (the planet) actually finds your exceptionally attractive??
HM, I think you get the gist! Chat me up up up
(or take this if you'd prefer that - https://forms.gle/9RAcZvQbgEqBhHiQ7)
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2021.12.06 11:20 lss_bvt_and_10 LssTest-TextPost-5700

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2021.12.06 11:20 SiliconeraOfficial Review: Cupid Parasite Embraces Its Absurdity

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2021.12.06 11:20 Stoffmeister How To Buy Elrond - Simplecryptoguide.com

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2021.12.06 11:20 jlj0705 Lily has been at it again!

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2021.12.06 11:20 comrad7 He basically killed an indie dev.

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2021.12.06 11:20 espresso_fox What is this even supposed to mean?

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2021.12.06 11:20 SiliconeraOfficial NieR Automata Jigsaw Puzzles Will Appear in 2022

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2021.12.06 11:20 BobbyCannon New Moen Shower / Tub Install

I have installed a brand-new Moen shower / tub faucet. When I turn on the valve, I get a slow trickle from the "cold" side. When I turn it all the way I get good output. Both hot and cold water are on. After reading the manual it suggested changing the cartridge.
Even though it's new, I decided to change the cartridge myself. I got a new cartridge and tool. After replacing it I get the same result.
The brass valve is installed correctly with "up" pointing up. The cartridge is correct with "HC" up with valve stem notched pointed up. I have gone over the install in detail. It is installed correctly.
Does the "hot water" have to be available and hot for the cartridge to "balance"?
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2021.12.06 11:20 agripinilla Logan won’t let Kendall go ?

As soon as Kendall said “I don’t want it I want out” I felt like Logan was about to say no but I’m giving it to you. Anyone else got that feeling ?
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2021.12.06 11:20 CloudflareInc How We Used eBPF to Build Programmable Packet Filtering in Magic Firewall

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2021.12.06 11:20 TrendsWide Arms: Sales of the 100 largest arms companies grow despite the pandemic | International

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2021.12.06 11:20 PubTheDub Thoughts on these bars: I swallow, I make him hallow, sucking on d like im Johnny Bravo

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2021.12.06 11:20 Greysbastard Math is garbage

Please stop
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2021.12.06 11:20 jobsinanywhere New Balance Taps Sports Agent Rich Paul Supports Latest Products

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2021.12.06 11:20 InternationalAnt4513 Good morning family. My first time and I’m so excited. Everyone on here has been so helpful. This is the best sub ever. Almost to the goal line.

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2021.12.06 11:20 ReddBolt5 What's something people never use correctly?

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2021.12.06 11:20 punnynfunny Between Worlds: Denied Operations Chapter 20

Chapter Twenty
Adam stayed voluntarily sequestered in his cabin on the ship for most of his three day voyage. Much to the Captain’s displeasure, he did not join her at her table for dinner for two nights in a row. The civilian transportation vessel that had been hired to drop him off at the military base used for training marines and Deathsheads was full of leering sailors who clearly all wanted a piece of Adam. On the last night, however, he relented to the Captain’s demands.
Which was why he now sat at a gaudy table in an adjacent room to the Captain’s cabin in his armor.
“You know,” said the merchant marine, gesturing at his plated chest, “You don’t have to be ready for war on my ship. Pirates won’t hit us this far from the periphery.”
“If I’m being honest, Cap’n,” said Adam, swallowing a piece of the alien seafood he was currently eating, “I’m more worried about the touch-starved crew than anything. Are you feeding these girls enough? Because they always look… hungry.” He finished with a chuckle. In truth, he didn’t mind the obvious flirting from the Captain, it had gotten him a plate of food that tasted like the best crab-lobster hybrid he’d ever had the pleasure of eating.
“I suppose you’re right,” responded the woman with a dramatic sigh, “but can you really blame them though? The tales of humanity from marines returning from duty along with the few pieces of human entertainment that have been allowed off world paint a very… thirsty image of your species.”
“I hate to break it to you, but most of my race are a lot more reserved than I think you ladies would like.” He rocked his head side to side before continuing, “that being said, after spending more time in your culture and having a relationship with one of you gals, I don’t doubt that there will be quite a few human-Shil’vati marriages in the coming years.”
“And pray tell,” she said, leaning forward and steepling her fingers, “why do you think that is?”
“Okay, to break it down Barney-style…” he said before noticing her confused expression, “uh, to ‘break it down Barney-style’ means to oversimplify something. It's an old military phrase, don’t worry about it.” He took a long sip of his red-grain and continued, “look at it from our perspective. Once you get past the pride issue of being trounced by an empire and look at the population for what it is, you’ve got a race of mostly women, who are almost eerily similar in appearance to our own, built like fucking models, and think like guys? Fuck, it's high-school me’s wet dream.”
“I see,” said the Captain, leaning back in her seat, “care to explain why you haven’t taken a lonely Captain up on her offer of a passion filled voyage if we’re such a wet dream then?” She finished with a wry smile, clearly thinking she had sprung her trap effectively.
“Well that comes down to the fact that I currently have, uh, one-and-a-half girlfriends back on base, and the fact that I might have more than one is already throwing my monogamous human brain for a loop.” He chuckled softly, continuing to sip his drink, “Nothing against you personally, but tell you what, how about I play wingman for your next time on Earth?”
“Hmmm…” said the Captain before shrugging her shoulders and smiling, “I guess that’s an acceptable compromise. I’m nothing if not a savvy businesswoman.”
“I figured. Listen.” He started, leaning forward over the table like he was about to share some massive secret, “Humanity has been dreaming about exploring the stars as long as history can remember. If you find a male you like on Earth, just offer to take him on a journey to far away places, to swim on alien beaches, and climb mountains on worlds that we didn’t even know existed five years ago.” Leaning back he took a deep swig and shrugged his shoulders, “in all honesty, before I joined the military and became the man I am, I would’ve taken you up on that in a heartbeat.”
“I’ll certainly keep that in mind, soldier.” Said the Captain with a wink before raising her glass for a toast.
* * *
Adam had waited on the landing pad after being dropped off by a shuttle for five minutes now. He was told by the Captain that someone was scheduled to meet him here upon his arrival. As he stood in his armor, right foot tapping the ground anxiously, his duffel bag held on his shoulder, rifle slung across his chest, he wondered if someone just failed to get the memo.
He watched as a car slowly rolled onto the tarmac in front of him and a woman in Deathshead fatigues stepped out.
“I apologize for the delay, you’re my new recruit, right?” The woman asked, walking towards Adam.
No fucking shit, lady. He thought, Do you see anyone else decked out in commando armor just waiting around?
“Yes, that’s me, Recruit Adam MacGuinness reporting for duty.”
“Nice to meet you recruit. I’m instructor Zevan Tel’jara. You will refer to me as ‘Instructor’ or ‘Instructor Zev’ if you need to get my attention specifically. Put your shit in the trunk and step in, your Captain made good time and dropped you off a few hours before the rest of the recruits are set to arrive.”
“Yes Instructor.”
Adam shoved his duffel bag and rifle into the trunk of the vehicle and joined the woman in the front.
“Your name, recruit. It’s odd, are you from the periphery?”
“Something like that, yeah.” He replied, as the silence stretched out in the car. About ten minutes later, they pulled in front of a squat building. After retrieving his gear, he was led into a large platoon sized bay with at least sixty bunks inside.
“Pick a bed and locker, change into fatigues, and wait here. The rest of your bunkmates will arrive in less than three hours.” Zev instructed as she walked out of the bay, before pausing and turning to Adam. “You’re the only male this cycle, and I should warn you that it's been nearly thirty years since a male passed selection last. I hope you’re not shy, recruit.”
“Don’t worry instructor, not my first rodeo!” He replied cheerily before she nodded, seeming to take his response as acceptable.
The only problem for Adam, however, is that this was his first rodeo in a way. No, it wasn’t his first time in a special operations selection course, but certainly it was his first time in one surrounded by horny, seven-foot-tall murder tanks.
Well, he thought as he unloaded his bag into the locker behind his bed, this is going to be an interesting couple of months.
Satisfied with his mediocre organization, he changed out of his armor and into his fatigues, going over his rifle while he waited. In the brief time he’d been on the ship, he’d taken the opportunity to take it apart and put it together dozens of times. The Captain had even allowed him to take it to an on-board shooting range they used to train crew on how to fight off pirates.
Adam was surprised to learn how much of a problem pirates could be to merchant marines, but he supposed that with space being as vast as it was, there would always be violent opportunists lurking in the shadows.
He had just finished reassembling the rifle for the third time when he heard muffled shouting coming from the end of the bay. He figured these were his companions-to-be being ‘greeted’ upon arrival by the instructors. Falling into old instincts, he did what he was taught in his own time in various schools that the Ranger Regiment had sent him to: he stood up, held his rifle at port arms, and toed the line.
The door flew open and recruits began to stream into the room, some being viscerally attacked for lackluster performance upon arrival by instructors. The gaggle of women in various states of panic stopped in their tracks suddenly, however, when they laid eyes on Adam.
“HOLY FUCKING SHIT, ITS A GUY!” Yelled one of the recruits.
“Not just a guy,” replied another, “it’s a Human!”
“RECRUITS! SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I FAIL THIS ENTIRE CLASS!” Shouted one grizzled older instructor. This seemed to reactivate their malfunctioning brain cells and the recruits all scrambled to find a bunk. As they were busy unloading their items, the clearly senior instructor piped up, “Alright ladies, you’re going to change into your fatigues for a combat fitness test, followed by a modified shooting exam. By the end of today, I expect less than half of this unit to remain. Meet downstairs in ten minutes!”
With that, the instructors all turned and filed out of the room, leaving the recruits to their own devices. Most of the women in the room were dressed in the standard marine fatigues, but there were clearly a few other ‘direct recruits’ in the room, identified by the earthen toned camo fatigues they wore, along with the differing patches that adorned their arms.
Adam was proud to note, however, that he was the only ‘blooded’ recruit on the docket. He stretched himself out and was about to head downstairs when two other ‘direct recruits’ approached him.
“So, hot stuff, what’d you have to do in order to get recruited? Are you part of one of the infiltration teams that wants you to eat clam into the enemy camp?” Sneered the duo’s leader derisively.
“Nah, just killed a bunch of shit. Was in the right place at the right time, and impressed my CO. What clam did you have to lick to get accepted?” He half-spat back. He wasn’t about to let some cherry direct recruit pick on him without clapping back.
“The fuck did you just say to me? I’ll have you know that my mother is Countess Des’tiel, you common fuck!”
“And yet here we are, both recruits in this man’s commando corps. Get the fuck out of my face; I’m headed downstairs.” He sidestepped the large woman as he headed to the doors. She didn’t have a response for his last quip, but he could hear her grumbling as he walked away. It felt good to piss off some self-important noble.
Less than five minutes later, the recruits were all standing in formation out in front of the building, with instructors periodically inspecting and chastising them on various failures to perform. Adam was only chastised once on his positioning, due to the slight difference in human and Shil’vati definitions of ‘position of attention’.
“Listen up, clam-lickers! In a few short minutes, you will be undergoing a physical assessment. The assessment is the same one that the veterans among you are used to, but with significantly higher barriers to entry placed upon it. You will perform no less than seventy pushups in three minutes, ninety crunches in three minutes, and a three kilometer run in seventeen minutes. I do not expect all of you to complete this, and those who fail will be dropped from the program.”
Adam had to stop himself from laughing. His peak two mile time back in the army was just over ten minutes, and he knew he would ace that portion of the exam. The pushups he might cut close, but ultimately wouldn’t provide an issue either. He was shocked when he saw the nervous gazes of the women in his company at the time constraint for the run.
Internally, he laughed, knowing how much the Shil'vati sucked at running.
Almost thirty minutes later, Adam was drenched in sweat, but ultimately unbothered by the test. It was definitely an odd experience for the PT test to be conducted in ‘boots and utes’ as it were, but the Shil military clearly had some differences to his own. He had a partner for the run, which he enjoyed competing with. The small woman was a species he hadn’t seen before, with dark purple skin, a wiry frame, small horns that jutted out from just above her temples, and milky white eyes that had no pupils.
She had spent the entire time trying to overtake him, frequently doing so before he caught up to her again. The few times she had spoken — either to heckle him or jokingly insult him as they passed one another — he had been shocked to hear what he could best describe as an ‘Australian’ accent to how she spoke Shil’vati.
The instructor was right, however. More than half the company was currently filing back to the bay to pack their things, the majority having failed the run portion of the exam. Now there were less than forty recruits standing in a small formation at the center of the exercise field.
“Recruits, you will follow the instructors to the rifle qualification course!” Said the lead instructor, beckoning the recruits in a direction further away from their quarters. The group walked for about two kilometers before they arrived at what Adam could only describe as a ‘shoot house’ flanked by a few hundred meter open target shooting range.
“Recruits, you will be taking a modified version of the standard Marine rifle qualification today.” The lead instructor paused to look at her charges before continuing. “Each of you will assault and clear the building in front of us in less than two minutes, before moving to the roof and taking the ‘standard’ portion of the qualification. Does everyone understand?”
The resounding ‘YES INSTRUCTOR’ from the assembled recruits echoed around the base.
Adam was third in line for the exam. He’d overheard the instructors, and knew that of the two women in front of him, there was a fifty percent success rate. He’d been through shoothouses many times before however, and was confident in his close quarters abilities.
Instructor Zev collected Adam from his place at the lead of the line and took him to the starting room.
“Hey recruit, remember, two shots to the chest to down a target, or once to the head.” She said as she ushered him into place.
“Understood. Let’s take some scalps.” He replied with a predatory grin.
“I like your attitude!” She paused before continuing, “Listen, you already earned me a red-grain when you passed the fitness exam, and if you come out on top of this, every instructor has to buy me a blue-grail. Don’t let me down, killer.”
“Looks like drinks are on me tonight, then!” He replied, grin widening.
She smiled, and stepped out of the small room. A large garage-door-looking number sat before him. He was trying to figure out what to do when the voice of the lead instructor came over an intercom in the room.
“Recruit! Open the sliding door when you're ready to start, time will begin as soon as you touch the partition.”
Adam shrugged, and walked over to the door, sliding it above his head in one fluid motion. Before him sat a walled-in yard with chest high walls interspersed throughout. Multiple targets stood in the courtyard: he sprinted for the nearest cover, bracing his rifle on the wall. He sighted his target, put one round in the head, repositioned to the next, and repeated as he moved from cover to cover in the training ground.
In short order, he was stacked on the outside of the two story building, and slid into the open doorway.
He quickly pulled left as he entered, hitting two targets that sat in the atrium, before moving to clear a small room off to the left side. One target sat behind a mock bed, which was quickly neutralized.
In short order he had cleared the building, moved to the roof, then sat picking off targets in the distance at his leisure when they popped up. In less than five minutes of rooftop work he had finished the exercise. As he left the building by the conveniently placed fire escape he could see the instructors all glaring at him, but also looking somewhat proud.
He figured this to mean he had passed, and they were somewhat miffed to realize they all had to buy Zev a drink. He smiled as he passed, and Zev shot one in return, bidding him to stand next to one of the recruits who had gone before him.
In the following hour, the recruits filed through the course. Adams' group held just over two dozen women, including the horned woman from earlier, who had exited the shoothouse grinning like a madwoman, particularly at Adam. He was not sure what to make of her chaotic personality at the moment, but he was sure he’d get used to it eventually, like he had done with his team.
Once all the recruits had finished, the lead instructor had denoted that Adams' group was in fact, the ones that passed the exam. The ones that failed were bade to pack their belongings and leave, while his contingent were told to armor up and prepare for a three day field training exercise.
Adam was in the middle of affixing his armor plates to his suit when the small woman maneuvered to the now abandoned bed next to his, threw her items haphazardly into the wall locker, and sauntered over to him in a standard marine suit of armor.
She extended a traditional Shil’vati fist bump to him after he felt his back plate snap into place.
“I’m Sergeant Seliayé Monfress!” She said with a small bounce.
“Uh, Adam, Adam MacGuinness.”
“Oh I know, I read your medical report!” She replied excitement bubbling up in her tone.
“I… what?”
“Oh yeah, they forgot to disable my unit permissions when I got transferred here! I know the allergies and medical history of every member in the company!”
Oh boy, he thought, she’s fucking insane.



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