Happy Easter! Lent is over, with $40, a buck per curse word, in the One Great Hour of Sharing envelope. One curse word per day–that’s a considerable change from my usual vulgarity. AWP tried my fortitude considerably, but otherwise, I held pretty strong. Even during G.I. Joe: Retaliation. (I cannot get over how completely idiotic this movie is. It’s become a bit of an obsession.)
But I’m not looking forward to getting back to celebrity gossip and cursing. I won’t have to put a dollar in the kitty each time I do it, but it wasn’t like I was counting down the days until I could drop a casual f-bomb or see what Lindsey Lohan was up to (spoiler alert: no good). I feel a little cleaner, a little less weighed down. It’s a feeling you can only get on Easter Sunday, when the sun is shining and the Peeps are peeping and it finally, finally seems like spring might actually arrive.
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