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hathycolSo, I have a free lesson because Pervy Dave is absent and therefore not able to give us our weekly 30 minutes of strange references to ships, holes, and somewhere in the middle, Charles I and what I presume is the Personal Rule.
Last night, I didn't do much and I quite enjoyed it. Went to college. Came home. Arsed around on the internet. Went to Rangers. Made pancakes.
Yes, it's now Shrove Tuesday and tomorrow will be the first Ash Wednesday that I've not had to sit through a dull mass and argue in whispers that I can't get the ashes, since I've committed too many Deadly Sins for them not to fall off my head. I feel a little disappointed, but there we are.
Lapsed non-Catholic that I am, I'm taking advantage of Lent for real and proper Self Improvement. I'm not giving up chocolate, or crisps. I'm not going to exercise more, either.
No, I'm going to stop swearing.
*insane laughter from peanut gallery watching the odd sitcom that is my life*
Yes, really. My language is highly inappropriate, and I need to stop referring to everyone as fuckwits and bastards. I need a better vocabulary, and one that I can use in front of young children. Well, semi-young. At any rate, if the words can't be said before nine o'clock, I'm not saying them. Ergo, most English phrases and various "crap!" "arse!" "bitch!" are permitted, but no more "Shut the FUCK up!" at people.
To do this properly, I plan to have a swear jar, with 10p per swear. All going to charity at the end of Lent.
See? Good Catholic. Gay, non church-going, anti-Papist, pro-choice, pro-contraception good Catholic, but nevertheless... my upbringing is firing back on me, I think. Besides, if I'm to eat pancakes now and eat Easter eggs on Easter, I should probably make an effort for the bit in the middle, right?
Piercing update - not too bad. Only slightly itchy. Huzzah! I should keep a record of the 'stages' so that I know what to expect when I get my ears done (yet again) in the summer... (See? Planning already.)
Lookit at the icon! Teal'c rocks on so many levels..
~Hathy_Col~
Last night, I didn't do much and I quite enjoyed it. Went to college. Came home. Arsed around on the internet. Went to Rangers. Made pancakes.
Yes, it's now Shrove Tuesday and tomorrow will be the first Ash Wednesday that I've not had to sit through a dull mass and argue in whispers that I can't get the ashes, since I've committed too many Deadly Sins for them not to fall off my head. I feel a little disappointed, but there we are.
Lapsed non-Catholic that I am, I'm taking advantage of Lent for real and proper Self Improvement. I'm not giving up chocolate, or crisps. I'm not going to exercise more, either.
No, I'm going to stop swearing.
*insane laughter from peanut gallery watching the odd sitcom that is my life*
Yes, really. My language is highly inappropriate, and I need to stop referring to everyone as fuckwits and bastards. I need a better vocabulary, and one that I can use in front of young children. Well, semi-young. At any rate, if the words can't be said before nine o'clock, I'm not saying them. Ergo, most English phrases and various "crap!" "arse!" "bitch!" are permitted, but no more "Shut the FUCK up!" at people.
To do this properly, I plan to have a swear jar, with 10p per swear. All going to charity at the end of Lent.
See? Good Catholic. Gay, non church-going, anti-Papist, pro-choice, pro-contraception good Catholic, but nevertheless... my upbringing is firing back on me, I think. Besides, if I'm to eat pancakes now and eat Easter eggs on Easter, I should probably make an effort for the bit in the middle, right?
Piercing update - not too bad. Only slightly itchy. Huzzah! I should keep a record of the 'stages' so that I know what to expect when I get my ears done (yet again) in the summer... (See? Planning already.)
Lookit at the icon! Teal'c rocks on so many levels..
~Hathy_Col~
