Well, Hidey-Helly- Lo There to You, Too!
May. 19th, 2005 02:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Yesterday, spinning off the "goodness" post, I decided, after discussing with
elynross, to try *not* cursing for a solid week, just to see what pops out of my mouth instead.
I had no idea it would be this hard - or that I would constantly forget and then remember and be all "oops!" I was like Al taking tea with Alma.
So, in my first day attempting not to swear, I've already racked up an online "ass" and "hell" and also a "crap" but in my defense - I rarely say "crap" because it is like a teeny tiny swear word and I like its big brother so much more. So I am allowed crap. Crap is not a bad word.
I don't think I cursed on the phone with Mom, earlier, but since we were discussing fire and Smallville, I could easily have let slip a "hell" or "damn."
At the office I have bit off two "hells" and one "damn" and I just now pointed and yelled at the phone and called it a "frickety-frack-freller!" because I was angry at a caller who had just hung up. I actually yell at my phone a lot. I deal with a lot of stupidity every single day. I *have* to yell at something.
This plan, rather than making me more creative, is in danger of turning me into Ned Flanders.
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I had no idea it would be this hard - or that I would constantly forget and then remember and be all "oops!" I was like Al taking tea with Alma.
So, in my first day attempting not to swear, I've already racked up an online "ass" and "hell" and also a "crap" but in my defense - I rarely say "crap" because it is like a teeny tiny swear word and I like its big brother so much more. So I am allowed crap. Crap is not a bad word.
I don't think I cursed on the phone with Mom, earlier, but since we were discussing fire and Smallville, I could easily have let slip a "hell" or "damn."
At the office I have bit off two "hells" and one "damn" and I just now pointed and yelled at the phone and called it a "frickety-frack-freller!" because I was angry at a caller who had just hung up. I actually yell at my phone a lot. I deal with a lot of stupidity every single day. I *have* to yell at something.
This plan, rather than making me more creative, is in danger of turning me into Ned Flanders.