No, I'm not.

You're conflating the nationality "British" and the ethnicity "British".

You wanted a floggable horse, you didn't specify that it should have a pulse… :)

British (/English depending on how you break it down) is an ethnicity.

It's definitely appropriate to mock Benedict Cumberbatch for having the world's most ridiculously hoity-toity British name (albeit more 19th century industrialist than modern).

I thought that was just to remind the casuals that she (or the Red God through her, or whatever) had bona fide supernatural powers prior to the resurrection.

(The knock speeds up and he doesn't know when to come in).

That would be nice. Seems like over here, you're not even allowed to LOOK grumpy never mind be grumpy…

Pretty much entirely agreed. My issue is a constant craving for the solitude, but I think many other people actually also have an issue with an equivalent constant craving for the company.

Hmmm. I think shame might require pride.

Yeah that all definitely rings true here, except if I were forcing myself it'd be music not theater.

I'm noticing a lack of the phrase "a video of" in this sentence…

That's what cheese said.

I would have to speculate, but it was definitely (NPI) hard (cheddar etc) rather than soft (brie etc).

Imagine a block of cheese, with a salami resting on top of it.

Cheers dude. I'm UK too (thank christ, at least on the healthcare front, at least for now!).

Out of interest (and if you don't mind, totally get it if it's none of my business) what treatment helped on the depression front?

If it helps any, I'm intensely arachnophobic myself, and am now fighting a battle to keep the mental picture I've planted in your brain out of my own… it was kind of a M.A.D move on my part.

I have no pride.

A spider's basically just a hairy hand with some extra fingers.