I be cussin'

I swear. A lot. Sure, I tone it down for most folks, but when I get the green light, I'm the cussin'est. I've noticed on the blog that I try to make journal entries the way I would talk, except I don't feel as comfortable peppering the posts with that. I'll occasionally name-drop one of the seven deadly masters, but more often than not I elect to delete the profanity. Personally, I like swearing, and I think its a great form of communication. It doesn't get the respect it deserves. Nothing cuts the gordian knot in two like a well placed f-bomb. I guess that immediacy gets lost in the written form, so you really have to wait for a good opportunity to organically happen.