Congrats to Alexander Zverev, who's been accused of domestic abuse by two former partners, for his French Open win. He paid 200.000€ to the second woman, who's also the mother of his daughter, not admitting any guilt.

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Congrats to Alexander Zverev, who's been accused of domestic abuse by two former partners, for his French Open win. He paid 200.000€ to the second woman, who's also the mother of his daughter, not admitting any guilt.
I think I hate my new co-worker.
What was the bloodiest/worst accident you witnessed in school?
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I'm not calling Peter Thiel a Nazi, but fleeing to Argentina is SUCH a Nazi move for a German.
Ratline, baby.
Mistakes were made, and the consequences were unforeseeable. (This is the 100th time he rolled around in something smelly, and every time he seems surprised by the mandatory shower afterward.)
I know what the National Mall is. I also know where it is. I know what it looks like. BUT every time I read the words "National Mall" my brain goes "huh, super big shopping mall?!" before it spits the right information out.
At some point, I connected "National Mall" with "Mall of America" and my brain just won't let go of that.
As a known and notorious football-hater, it pleases me greatly to watch the World Cup euphoria and hype wither and die.
(I don't hate the sport itself. The culture surrounding it makes me want to barf and claw my eyes out. I guess in that sense, football (US) and football (world) are literally the same.)
I'm not in the business of telling people to stop consuming meat and other animal products, but when an influencer constantly posts about saving cats and hating "seeing these innocent lives suffer", and THE VERY NEXT reel is raving about "the juiciest steak ever", it's...I don't know, man.
My sister's boyfriend is on a surfing trip in the south of France with his best friend and is absolutely losing his mind because said best friend won't use sunscreen. I feel like a proud mum.
I think I missed my calling as a cultural critic. Just bitch all day about stuff that irks you while being an insufferable know-it-all.
I've done exactly 1/2 of a point on my to-do list (I did some dishes), but I've sewn three cushion covers and did a bunch of minor clothing repairs.
My favourite co-worker is leaving. I've known this dude for 20 years and worked with him for 10, and I will miss him so much. Not only is he a very important cog in our machine, but he's just the best dude. (I will still see him, since his wife remains my co-worker and we live like 15 minutes from each other.)
I quit "Yesteryear". It was kinda okay, but there are a ton of new books that sound much better than "kinda okay". I'll finish the latest Tana French (which is excellent!) and then see what catches my fancy.
I was going to watch Nolan's Odyssey anyway, because I am a complete fangirl, but the casting choices make it much sweeter.
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This will be the new car.
Small German cars ftw.
I made my grandpa's NSDAP membership number my new password at work.