You Know, I Feel Freaking Weird Today

Thursday, March 12, 2009

image I was discussing cursing and someone said, “It’s a good thing no one walks behind me with a bar of soap.”

I laughed and agreed and then I couldn’t stop coming up with scenario after scenario. Pretty soon, I was wishing with all my heart that someone would trail after me with a bar of soap.

Of course I found the whole thing erotic.

Have I written a wash-your-mouth-out-with-soap scene? I can’t remember.

Now I want to write one.

I did the whole Ohmigawd-Am-I-Crazy thing in my twenties, but lately it’s been cropping up again. I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s a thing that must be done once a decade?

I just remembered: also in my twenties, I was once so curious to know what it felt like to have one’s mouth washed out with soap, that I did it to myself.

I just feel really weird today. I like being different, but somedays… it just feels weird.

It’s not easy, being spanko.