I realized a couple of months ago that I swear like crazy and sound like a truck driver when I talk. In a feeble attempt to cut down on swearing, I tried putting a jar on my desk where I'd deposit a quarter each time I dropped an F bomb. That lasted throughout most of January, then I needed cash for lunch or laundry or something so I emptied the swear jar and never started it back up.

Anyway, my foul mouth and mind have reverted back to their old ways and I want to stop saying "fuck" like it's going out of style. I can type it, I just can't say it out loud. At work. Other swear words are fine, just no F'ers.

I'm going to document my journey of learning how to speak like a civilized person again via this blog.

Today is Wednesday, March 10th. There is currently 75 cents in said swear jar.

Let's see how full this sucker is in a couple of days.