Hearing that Trump froze assets, started a war, pushed fuel prices up, bombed shit out of places and demanded an end to a nuclear program; then agreed to pay reparations and unfreeze assets while not getting any agreement on a nuclear program. Job done! Happy birthday, you satsuma cunt!
I read somewhere that Van Dijk had died. And yet here he is. So who was lying?
Instagram timeline is chocker with Scotland stuff. Which I am loving.
Shoot me down in flames by all means - but shouldn’t parents be monitoring their kids’ use of smartphones, what they’re using, how long they’re on it, etc?
Cleopatra!
LinkedIn really is a treasure trove of unrefined bellendry. There’s a tiny proportion of genuine interest to me - language, comms, that kind of thing. And then you stumble across some prick who tells you what his most toxic trait is, and wraps up his post by telling you why it’s actually a positive.
Consistently and steadfastly refused to correct people who, for whatever reason, seem to think my job is hard and, by proxy, any successes I have are incredible. “Mate, I formatted a Word document, inserted a picture and made sure the font was all the same size.”
What the fuck was all the fuss about, #1 - arguably the most bland and inconsequential music that people seemed to buy into en masse at its time (male category), will always be Jack Johnson for me.