Break My Teeth (Don't read me, mundane warning.)
6 years ago
For real, I broke my tooth on a biscotti. But my Blueberry Black Tea refill was only $0.50. All things in measure.
I have been dreaming about work and personal life issues of late, the people that pose the most immediate challenges to me. Often I remember my dreams, but these ones have been hazy. I think my head is trying to work something out. No worries. I already know things are headed in the right direction.
God. What a mundane thing to write. And this is the part where I quibble over using, "the Lord's name in vain." But that's my voice, for better or worse. I want to stop cussing so much, but sometimes nothing else expresses with the same satisfaction.
Today I will not self-censor my word-choice impulses. If only to undo the reflexive habit. If I censor my language, I want it to be by choice and not by social programming.
I am not feeling especially punchy today. Maybe that's why my words feel flat. I write like I'm talking to myself, but that isn't at all how I'd tell the story to anyone in person...
Fucking biscotti. You were delicious anyway.
I have been dreaming about work and personal life issues of late, the people that pose the most immediate challenges to me. Often I remember my dreams, but these ones have been hazy. I think my head is trying to work something out. No worries. I already know things are headed in the right direction.
God. What a mundane thing to write. And this is the part where I quibble over using, "the Lord's name in vain." But that's my voice, for better or worse. I want to stop cussing so much, but sometimes nothing else expresses with the same satisfaction.
Today I will not self-censor my word-choice impulses. If only to undo the reflexive habit. If I censor my language, I want it to be by choice and not by social programming.
I am not feeling especially punchy today. Maybe that's why my words feel flat. I write like I'm talking to myself, but that isn't at all how I'd tell the story to anyone in person...
Fucking biscotti. You were delicious anyway.
I kind of have a swearing problem too, I use the F-bomb too much for my liking. Not that I mind swearing in general, but I feel I should mix it up a bit. I've been trying to get myself to swear more creatively, or at least figure out ones that are more PGish, even if they don't sound like it. Like 'mackerel sniffing dingleberry' or 'smegma-chugger'. One I've liked using in public instead of Jesus Christ (get chewed out by random people for that) is 'Baby Buhdda's bell-end piercing'. Still need to find some short punchy ones though.
I find people don't want to hear the things I have to say because you know, truth sucks and what not.
As for your teeth, I hope you can get on that and get it looked at soon! Good luck! Dental junk is very genuinely the worst.