Resolution you wish you'd stuck with. (You know, there's always next year...)
Every year I make the same resolution: to clean up my gutter-mouth. Every year I fail within a month. Okay, maybe a week. Okay, maybe a few hours. Oddly enough, on January 1, 2009, I said to myself, “Self, that never works, so just don’t even bother,” and I didn’t make any resolutions at all. More oddly still, I think I’ve cussed less this year than ever. I’ve certainly been aware when I did, and tried to immediately select an alternative expression like, “Fudge!” or “Dang!” or one of my favorites from Peanuts, “Good grief.”
(cartoon by Natalie Dee)
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Baisez blasphème. And the horse it rode in on.
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