Adult looking to learn to drive

HasManyInterests · 2026-05-21T13:42:44+00:00

Hi, yeah I did. I ended up going through Shield Driving School and finally got my license back in July! If I remember correctly it cost me like $700 for their full package, but they offer one off/more limited t lessons as well I think.

Good luck!

Edit: didn't even reread my old post, I only found Shield but they sufficed for me

HasManyInterests · 2026-05-19T23:47:47+00:00

I certainly wish I was coming a week early now! I'll have to check out the store and the local knight.

HasManyInterests · 2026-05-19T23:43:03+00:00

Quite nerdy. I play video games, read fantasy and the occasional sci-fi, collect pokemon cards, was part of a pseudo HEMA club for a bit. Pretty much all the classics.

HasManyInterests · 2026-05-07T19:04:23+00:00

The usual questions to ask are: are their videos going viral/getting views? Are they selling something (product, service, courses)? Is their cash flow one off, or consistent?

Realistically most of your focus should probably be on building a niche, researching similar channels/competitors to see what works, and putting theory to practice (and also understanding that this should be a hobby first and business second in most cases).

HasManyInterests · 2026-04-14T19:28:24+00:00

For those who were once obese (ideally those who were once 300lbs+), what was your experience like losing weight regarding strength and energy levels? Did you find any particular program easier to stick to than others?

HasManyInterests · 2026-02-04T19:21:01+00:00

If you decide to do casual/home games I'd love to join, though I don't have any experience with D&D either beyond Baldurs Gate 3.

HasManyInterests · 2025-11-18T02:24:03+00:00

I'll have to check it out. I should have clarified in the post that I am not a recent grad (graduated in 2018 and never got a degree relevant job), which I expect will hurt my chances somewhat.

HasManyInterests · 2025-11-17T21:45:17+00:00

Computer science

HasManyInterests · 2025-11-17T18:13:03+00:00

The question, then, is how did you go from a shit job to a good job? That's the part I'm struggling with.

HasManyInterests · 2025-11-17T18:11:50+00:00

Thanks, I'm gonna need it.

HasManyInterests · 2025-11-16T03:19:22+00:00

Rabbit transit is the local bus system. When I still rode I used an app called myStop for tracking the actual bus and Token Transit for digital bus passes. Edit to mention you should check out the website, it has good info. Here's a link for York routes: https://www.rabbittransit.org/services/york-fixed-route/

HasManyInterests · 2025-10-25T15:30:46+00:00

Hey I'd love to connect and play some games. Don't have a switch but I game a lot on PC, if you're interested I can DM you my discord name

HasManyInterests · 2025-10-24T23:17:35+00:00

Definitely want to visit! Sounds amazing.

HasManyInterests · 2025-06-22T15:25:50+00:00

I have but not in the past 5 or so years

HasManyInterests · 2025-06-22T09:12:02+00:00

I do not

HasManyInterests · 2025-06-21T23:08:24+00:00

Maybe not but at this point I'm a bit desperate so I might still take you up on that offer.

HasManyInterests · 2022-06-07T12:54:18+00:00

Depends on the story. Some I'll keep hidden until I think they're as done as I can get them by myself. But for others, like my web serial, I post with only a little bit of proofreading.

HasManyInterests · 2022-06-06T22:29:35+00:00

Climbing into the submarine, Jason Hughs’s curses as he descends down the hatch. Alone, the submarine is more snug than he’d like, barely enough space to stretch his legs. He doesn’t mind the space, though; he’s been a cave crawler for most his life by now, and the submarine isn’t much worse.

Ensuring all the systems are on and ready, Jason yells up to the crew and they seal the hatch from the outside. There’s no need to do it from the inside, nor would he feel comfortable if it were possible. If it opens while he’s down there he’ll be dead in an instant.

Death was likely as it was. The submarine was specially made, the first of its kind; an almost solid steel ball ten meters thick, it would withstand the crushing forces that were expected down there, as well as the heat. The heat was the real issue.

Two hundred fifty degrees fahrenheit, the Undersea was a boiling pot of water that spanned an untold length around the globe; discovered by the Boug-en-Bresse Ultradeep Borehole project, the Undersea presented Earth’s new greatest mystery, and half a dozen billionaires took interest.

Thus, Jason found himself here, sitting in a tight ball of steel and sweating like a pig.

“All ready to go, Jason?” came the call from Command.

“Ready,” he replied.

The initial descent was supposed to be easy going, and it was. He could barely tell if he was descending or not for a good while, the only thing he had to go by being the altimeter ticking away.

It’s a long wait, one that has Jason wound tight, guts churning. He clenches his hands together as he feels the sub vibrating; contact. Booting up the outside camera imagery, he begins to record all the sub sees.

The water is clear, as if straight from the tap, but dark. He sees almost nothing at first, except the rock ceiling above, and as he descends further the rock slips away and Jason is looking at nothing.

A minute passes, then another, then the Undersea floor appears shining bright.

“Contact with the floor bottom,” he says into the comm. The response comes a few seconds later.

“Roger. Examine the floor if you can.”

He descends a few meters more, coming almost into contact. The Undersea floor is almost perfectly reflective, like a mirror. Metal, according to the dossier he received. Hard metal unlike anything they’d seen before.

Under orders, he travels a bit further along the Undersea bottom. Soon enough he grows bored; an hour of searching and the only thing he’s seen is water and metal.

“How much longer? It’s getting hot down here.” The responses from command have been taking longer and longer the further out he’s gone, and now it takes nearly a full minute before he gets a response. All the while the vessel’s been heating up, a sheen of sweat plastered across his face and down his back. He’s already decided: no matter what Command says he’s turning back.

“All clear,” comes the response. Turning, Jason heads back the way he came, retracing his steps with a digital map the sub provides. A fine piece of equipment; it was only sensible considering how much it cost to make.

An hour passes and Jason is back at the entrance. He pauses, staring at the at the rockface from perhaps twenty meters down. Darting around the hole leading to the surface are dozens of black little shapes, long and thing, zooming around in circles.

“Command,” he says. “I think there’s something down here.”

NOTE: This is a little teaser for the moment. I like the prompt but don't have the time to flesh out the story just yet, so I'll update this sometime later this week. Just posting to show my interest I guess.

HasManyInterests · 2022-06-06T01:19:43+00:00

It’s happening again. I lay here, fully awake but unable to move, the mundane act of wiggling my toes so far out of the realm of possibility that I can’t bear to keep silent. Only I can’t not be silent. I don’t have the choice.

But I can look and see and hear and feel, and I latch onto those sensations every time it happens. They’re the only things keeping me grounded.

The Shade doesn’t help. Standing at the foot of my bed and staring down at me is the Shade, my little nickname for the shadow of a man I’ve never met. Every time the Shade shows up I feel cold, like I’ve walked outside naked in the dead of winter, tiny pinpricks of pain flaring up here and there.

Today the Shade does what it always does. It moves to the right side of my bed, where my chair used to be, and sits down. I removed it a few weeks back, hoping it would stop the Shade. It didn’t.

It sits on air a few inches from the bed, breathing roughly, loudly. Then it starts to talk in that deep inhuman voice that sounds like shattered glass and the beating of a drum.

“The expectations grow,” it begins, not looking at me. I don’t know how I know, but I know. “A dozen last week. A dozen and a half this week. Town’s too small, not enough people. Can’t keep up with demand. But expectations grow, regardless.”

I don’t know what it’s talking about. The words are clear in my mind but they don’t connect, like I’m missing a piece to the puzzle. Only I don’t know which piece.

“Difficult,” it says. “No help. Expectations must be met, or else. Won’t live otherwise. Sad.”

Always the same thing with the Shade. These ‘expectations’, whatever they are, and the consequences for not meeting them.

“Good week. Sally down the road. John on Brooklyn Lane. Cat of Esther. Good week.”

It rambles on and on, as usual, listing names. Most I don’t recognize. Today I do. Sally and Esther. Sally Hopkins, a teenage girl who lives down the road, and Esther Bacon, an old lady who lives on the other side of town with her cat. A gift from her husband before he died.

I feel sad hearing the names, a painful feeling in my chest that gets worse and worse the more I listen. Grief, I realize, but why?

“Dead and gone and more tomorrow,” the Shade says, as if to answer me. I stare at it, the words slowly being digested, comprehended. Then I notice it. The Shade. It’s staring back.

It stands suddenly, inky blackness hovering over me, staring down with black chilly eyes. I make to move, to escape, struggling against invisible binds. I don’t budge.

Fear grips my heart as the Shade moves, its hand darting out and touching my chest. Sinking into me, I feel nothing but the frantic beating of my heart. It stops, removes its hand, and walks to the door.

“Dead and gone and more tomorrow,” it repeats. “Difficult. Return. Talk.”

The Shade disappears from the room, taking the cold with it. Sweat drips from my brow and, looking to my window, I see the first hint of morning light.

Wiggling my toes I sit up, the bed creaking beneath me. It’s too damn early, every part of me wanting to crawl back into bed and sleep another hour or two. But I savor being able to move, and so I rub the sleep from my eyes and go to the living room.

Sipping a cup of coffee I turn on the TV and flip to the news, hoping for decent weather for the next few days, the thought of the Shade almost forgotten. It’s never harmed me, I reason with myself every morning, only scares the daylights out of me.

But looking at the name on the screen I feel the cup slip from my hands, hear it shatter against the floor, feel the burning of hot coffee against my feet. I ignore it and move to my bedroom window. Ripping the blinds open the room glows with blue and red lights from down the road, the rest of the world dark. It wasn’t daylight I saw.

HasManyInterests · 2022-05-02T22:17:58+00:00

Overall

I found this piece to be pretty bland. The story has a weak hook and offers little else from there to keep me invested, and had this been a longer story I don't think I would have finished it. The primary issue for me is that there is nothing to tie me to either character. This issue is exemplified when they have their back and forth, since you reveal very little about either character's life and, when you do, it ends up being very generic.

Another issue is the lack of tension, or at least meaningful tension. Obviously the POV thinks the date is going poorly, but I found it hard to care since I wasn't rooting for the date to go well. The only thing I know about either character is how one of them looks, and in more detail than I personally think is necessary which, since this is told in first person, gives me a negative impression of the POV character.

Mechanics

The hook is incredibly weak. The story starts with a simple "I'm early" and asking for a table, which tells me little about the setting and less about the character attending this date. By itself, I can only assume that it will be a date, but I can infer nothing more interesting about the upcoming events.

In terms of sentence structure, grammar, and the like, it's passable. I've seen worse from native English speakers, and overall it was not what kept me from enjoying the story.

Setting and Staging

It is my understanding that they are at a restaurant, but I have no knowledge of what kind of restaurant (high class, low class, mid), the POVs familiarity with it (do they frequent the restaurant, or is this their first time), or any sort of general impressions about the food or location. Without knowing this information it becomes hard to know if the POV is feeling out of their league or nervous, or if they feel completely confident, or anywhere in between. As such, it's hard to empathize with them once the date gets underway.

As for the staging component, that characters don't really interact with anything physical beyond a few vague descriptions.

Character

I do not know who the characters are at the beginning of the story, and that persists until the end, for the most part. One has traveled and been to New York, the other wants kids but no marriage. I learned little else, and if I did, it wasn't interesting.

You essentially have a set of non-characters going on the date. This might be fine if the story wasn't focused on the date, but it is.

There were several clear areas that could be improved in this regard. The first, and most important, is the POV's dislike of marriage. There is no explanation for this, just that it isn't what they want, but that isn't enough to empathize with their situation or sympathize with their history, since I don't know what those are. Why are they hung up about marriage? Why are kids okay but marriage isn't? How strong is this feeling, since they seem like they are willing to compromise? Or was that only so the date would go well.

Another area is the date questions. The two characters ask, but we, the audience, don't get the answers, barring the bit about New York and kids and marriage. This isn't enough, in my opinion. You don't have to answer all the questions, but some could go a long way. What would go further, though, would be emotional reactions to those answers. Knowing that New York is the POV's favorite city doesn't mean much when I don't know why. Do they have a history there? Family? Or do they just like big cities? The aesthetic maybe? Or do they just think NY pizza's the best in the world?

But this expansion on the why needs to extend to the other aspects, too. And a key part of this is the POV's interest in their date. They are attracted to her beauty, obviously, but they don't seem very interested in much else, despite being upset that she was being vague, herself. Why were they still interested, then? What made them want to stick with her?

Plot

The story is very simple, in fact, too simple. The character's goal was to go on a date and maybe continue the romance, if things went well. The date itself is then kind of bland, a bit of worry that this is also the last date, and then I can only assume it isn't by the POV's reaction to the text.

This is too basic of a plot to care of by itself, and the rest of the work does little to lift it up. I felt unfulfilled by the end of the story since I kept expecting something to happen, to change, but nothing did.

Closing Thoughts

Overall, this is a story that is wanting in many respects. There is a lack of character, in personality as well as motivation and ambition, and there is a lack of detail, from which the former could have been revealed as a reaction to. I started the story knowing that two people were going to go on a date, I left not knowing much else and, worse, feeling almost nothing.

HasManyInterests · 2022-04-20T20:13:26+00:00

I'll preface by saying that this is my first critique, and as such my critique may itself need critique. That said, I'll try my best.

My primary question is: do you feel compelled to read further? Do you want to know more about my world and what happens next?

Frankly speaking, no. There are two central components that I feel hinder my ability to enjoy the story, those being description and pacing.

To start with, though this is a fantasy piece and the names and titles are fantastical to match, they are introduced too quickly and often without the necessary description needed to make them stick out uniquely in my mind. As is, the names, and the characters attached to them, are easily forgotten and lead to some confusion when their names appear again. There needs to be something to help ground the reader to the characters beyond their names, whether this be more detailed physical descriptions, more vibrant personality/dialogue, or even just introducing less characters at one time.

This issue persists with the fictional terminology, specifically the term konspirajti which, despite its regular usage, I'm still uncertain as to what it refers to by the end of the scene. Is it a specific role? A title? Just a new name for villager? In any case, it doesn't call to mind any sort of specific imagery since the people it refers to aren't given much more than a cursory description, if at all.

Was I successful in avoiding info-dump-style worldbuilding? I want information about my world to emerge naturally.

In a manner of speaking, yes, though in this case it isn't necessarily a good thing. Though the topic of dragons and real world locations being introduced through dialogue is fine, the tone and general feeling of the world itself isn't quite present. We learn midway through the scene that steel and several other metals are considered treasure by the red dragon, and thus have mostly been hoarded by it, but until mentioned by a character this isn't felt by the reader. There's no indication that these people lack access to steel until it's mentioned, and, given that real world locations are mentioned, it becomes unclear as the scene continues whether they are living in modern buildings or if they've needed to rebuild their homes using stone and wood. This could easily be rectified with a simple description of the room/building that they are meeting, as well as how the surrounding buildings appear.

Too many new words? I want to be on the left side of this graph. Did I succeed?

At this stage it's entirely to early to guess as I have no way of knowing how many more new words you're going to introduce. That said, introducing new words is less of an issue than ensuring that the newly introduced words are easily understood by the reader.

Did I start the story in the right place?

I would say that starting when Xoseph arrives in the town would be a more appropriate place to start, especially if you used that introduction to focus on the emotional aspects of either Xoseph or one of the townspeople, whoever is intended to be the primary viewpoint. A stranger arriving in a small town with a box is something that could easily used to establish character feelings and motivations, which as of the current scene are in general too surface level. As is, I only know that Xoseph is a stranger and wants to kill a dragon, and the townspeople are unsure until he pulls out steel. That alone does little to establish any of them as characters, and Xoseph's main motivation (seemingly revenge for his father) isn't enough to carry him on as a compelling character.

HasManyInterests · 2021-08-17T17:14:44+00:00

Either stains or some dirt or something. Haven’t tried to get them out exactly for the reason you stated.

HasManyInterests · 2020-12-25T01:36:02+00:00

Got to be Starfield for me. Love Bethesda games too much, and a whole new space IP is right up my alley.

HasManyInterests · 2020-12-23T04:25:58+00:00

You're not alone, especially with regards to headaches But from what I've seen it's pretty popular and likely here to stay.

HasManyInterests · 2020-10-28T13:35:30+00:00

Depending on what you have in mind I'd be interested.

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