Mouth Like A Toilet
March 4, 2009 § Leave a comment
This year I was really quite surprised when Mardi Gras and Ash Wednesday came around. Usually I’m aware of the beginning of Lent before it begins, but this time I completely missed free pancakes at IHOP and did not have any idea of what to give up until Easter.
Although I’m not Catholic, I’ve committed to the Lenten tradition of sacrificing something for the past few years. They usually go pretty well; the first year, I gave up salty junk foods, and after Easter I had pretty much lost most of my desire to eat chips [although I still love popcorn]. Last year I gave up cookies, which was pretty difficult considering how prevalent [and delicious!] they are in the dining halls.
I think I’ve given up something food-related every year. Well, it’s usually easier to eschew something than to take on something [10 more minutes of prayer a day, for example]. Since moving to an apartment, however, my eating habits have changed so that I don’t even eat anything consistently enough to eradicate it from my diet. I really don’t do anything these days except eat, sleep, and browse the Internet.
It came to me a few days ago. Ever since coming to college, my closet pottymouth status has become a more deeply entrenched problem, and I frequently don’t even feel the need to filter my language anymore except in more respectable settings. Thus, I decided to give up swearing for Lent.
So far, I’ve failed miserably. I really curse quite often when I’m alone. Internet being slow? %@*$ you! Did I just swear again? #&!%. But I’m making a more conscious effort to clean up the language with which I think and speak. Does swearing in other languages count? I’ve taken a liking to vie de merde.