I have an Italian friend, so tried to learn Italian. I did French at school (30 years ago), so how hard can it be, right?

Real fucking hard.

WHY DO SO MANY THINGS HAVE GENDERS?! WHY IS AN APPLE TREE HE, BUT AN APPLE IS SHE?! (or is it the other way around?)

I’m English, so I guess I’ll just carry on the grand tradition of talking louder and using hand gestures.

What have the Romans ever done for us, eh?

God I fucking hope not.

Whoa whoa whoa. As a proud English man, I can’t sit idly by and let you lay all the blame on the US! England is the reason for at least 80% of the problems, with the US only really coming along after we’d set the ticking time bomb

Get the fuck out with your American exceptionalism!

Is it gay to fuck someone who’s hot for cock?

“take him to Disneyland”?

I SEE YOU KNOW YOUR JUDO WELL

This meme makes no sense because SMB93 is a masterpiece.

A masterpiece! Bravo!

Blocked and reported for using naughty words.

A more fine documentary I have never seen.

Thanks‽

My Very Easy Method Just Speeds Up Naming

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Naming what‽

Speaking from the UK: Yes and no.

After 14 years of Tory scum in charge, arts education in schools is on its arse, because it doesn’t provide workers to grind into a paste once they’ve left education. Indeed, most schools are struggling like fuck because funding kept getting cut while more was being required of them.

As a whole education here is seen as a civic duty to ensure our kids are well-equipped for life in the workforce, but the scope of the education isn’t limited to just what they’d need for that, even if the central focus is.

Amen to that, broster.

I’m lucky that my wife is enby and a similar size, so was happy for me to try on some of their clothes. Long story short, Vinted has enabled me to build up a small wardrobe of dresses, skirts, and pretty tops that I wear most evenings. It feels nice to feel pretty.

I’m basically Captain Shakespeare.

Ain’t this the truth.

I’m a cis guy who likes to dress feminine around the house, and figured I’d paint my nails sparkly red and green for Christmas. Went into (my very masculine place of) work with them and got a depressing amount of comments asking if I’m gay, or expressing concern that I might be.

My dudes, it’s painted nails. I’m not trying to rail you all. Not least because my standards are far higher.

My marks were mere points away from being in First range. It’s frustrating as hell to look back on.

It’s a testament to how hard I worked on the course submissions (in the 12 hours before the handing in deadline) that I did as well as I did. Because honestly, when I think back to that final year of being sat in front of my computer screen, the overwhelming memory is having four different browsers open, logged into four different Facebook accounts that I used to be a dickhead troll in racist groups, winding up the racists.

None of that had anything to do with the radio production degree that I’d paid good money to study towards.

A 2:2 is also known as a Desmond, for fairly obvious reasons.

After I got diagnosed, my kid began the journey towards assessment. Sadly for him his mother didn’t take it too seriously and delayed making a GP appointment for a few months, by which time Covid had happened. The end result is that he got formally diagnosed last February, but because of the waiting lists and a change of our county’s ADHD service provider in April, he’s still not been prescribed any medication.

It’s doubly frustrating because he’s half way through his final year of a law degree. I desperately want him to graduate knowing he did his very best, but without meds I know how impossible that might feel.

I got diagnosed and medicated at 39. A couple of years go by and I’ve improved my shit enough that I get offered a promotion from tools to office.

“Great”, I think, because I’m finally getting my shit together.

Couple more years have passed, and it turns out that even with medication it’s real fucking hard to be self-led management when you’ve got a brane that is not at all interested in working with you.

Unmedicated me got reasonable grades at school, then managed a respectable 2:1 degree. That would have been a first class degree if I’d been medicated. But all of that shit is basically on rails, people guiding you in the right direction. I don’t have those rails anymore.