I have a swearing problem, guys!
Okay, so it might not be as bad as some characters on cable TV. But I do swear more than I would like. The fact is, swear words are so damn convenient (AUGHHHHHHH). They make an excellent shortcut towards humor, or an expression of raw emotion that is so much easier than actual "writing about how I feel/actually being funny."
I need to become so talented a writer that I won't need to swear in order to make myself heard.
But until that day dawns, I am going to stop swearing.
Here are my swearing stats on this blog:
F-word: 0 (Good ... I really don't like that word, to be honest)
D-word: 5 (damn, for the record)
H-word: 6 (more instances were found, but the others were in socially acceptable contexts)
C-word: 0 (I hate that word)
Other C-word: 0 (I hate that one even more)
Total: 21 instances
Total blog posts: 189
That's .1111111111 cuss for every blog post written, which doesn't sound too bad.
However, let's assume that I'm more careful about what I write than what I say (true) and quadruple that sucker.
That means I say approximately .444444444 swear words whenever I speak, ever.
Frankly, that doesn't sound that bad, either. But it's enough to bother me.
My strategy: for every time I swear, I have to do eight minutes of crunches.
Today I owe 16 minutes.
By the end of this I will either have curbed my swearing problem or have SEXY abs.