Posted by: Chelsea Novak | February 24, 2003


I don’t like to think of myself as a potty mouth. I make an effort not to swear, but I’m one of those people who if surrounded by people who swear will turn into a bit of a foul mouthed sailor given a bit of time. One of my ex-boyfriends could swear a blue streak. It was like every second word. When he left I felt like a dark cloud had been lifted from my vocabulary. As though I suddenly I had manners again once free of his influence.

Sometimes I curse. I do. But everytime it happens I feel unnatural. Like it’s not right for me, kind of like polka dots. I feel like the really straight laced kid at a party trying a cigarette for the first time. Not really doing it because he wants to, but because he thinks it’s what’s done. It’s not like I think it’s wrong to swear (while I do think it’s wrong to smoke). Somtimes you just have to say things like that to express or empahsize certian things. I’ve just never felt natural doing that. Maybe it’s a Canadian thing? I don’t know.

Today, I think I am at a point where I think I would sound pretty natural cursing. Random devils in cyberspace have sent me several emails that continue to crash my antique computer. Spam makes cursing feel just right. So totally right. I really would love to get my hands on one of those &^#*&$ &*#$’s that send out spam and waste my time. I’ve been fighting with this #&* #**^@@# $*%#*#& email for almost 2 hours now. Who are the $#(@*& morons that click through on these emails and make them a viable advertising tool. I want**&#@$% names here people so I can hunt these people down like the porn starved, small penised morons that they are and smash their computers open on their large no doubt greivously sloped skulls. #*&$ers.

Ahh, much better.



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