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(full disclosure, it's from Alan Partridge, Nomad rebutting people who say they don't walk)

"I slithered in"

It's essentially equivalent to forcing a child to transition against their will. Same distress, just in a different direction.

Oh wait no it's not. It's three weeks.

My urgent psych appointment is in six weeks time.

Walked past two people in work and heard one of them ask the other whether she walked into work or got the bus. Glad I don't have that shit going on.

I bet he won the bronze the horny fucker, I bet he fucking did

Missed my bus stop checking that.

Never mind, got a bunch of my comments vanished so fuck that shit sky high.

Oh god a news story I've been arguing in the comments of has got some traction on here and there's nearly thirty new comments I might need to argue with.

Maybe that was an autocorrect error - they meant to say transphobes were sponsored

Education is devolved in Wales. Not that I'd expect someone from Reform to tell the difference. Their Welsh leader thinks he lives in Wales when he lives in Bath.

Not to mention education being devolved.

Casual Welsh moment yesterday - someone thought I worked in the pub and asked, "dw i'n siarad cwmraeg?" and I understood well enough to say, "no I don't speak welsh but my kids do". Quite pleased I've picked up some bits.

St Fagan's on radio2 in a bit!

post a banger that isn't in English :

m.youtube.com/watch?v=YaFd...

lol, started arguing with someone about free speech in a comments section and we're about three replies in before they start going on about 'biological facts'. These fucking guys.

They should make their own debating society, with blackjack, and hookers. Can host whoever they want then.

Heard a song with the line "your face is so intriguing" which doesn't really sound like a compliment. Sounds more like there's some curious anomaly.

Not sure how anyone can conclude over-diagnosing without knowing the true incidence of something.

Story idea: citywide insurgency/espionage LARP. Dead drops, infiltration, meeting sources, interrogations, etc. Players find out it's not a game when the fake gun they've been given kills an informant and the GM vanishes.

That can't have been deliberate, although some parts of northern europe are fond of salty licorice

where I work we've got the weird spectacle of pushing ai for everything while celebrating saving on heating bills by closing a few buildings a bit early over Christmas

Crayfish sounds like something that's meant to taste gone off

anyway

Oh Masterchef The Professionals starts this week. That'll help.

This could escalate. It'll be revenge wolves next.

Don't they quite famously fight?

Got my first appointment with the Gwent Drug and Alcohol Service two weeks on Wednesday #lads

And of course this shady fucker is a landlord