The Chief just wrote something over at his place that I can really relate to.

Before I joined up with the U.S. Mutantninjaturtle Club I never swore. I’m one of those smallish female types who felt that when she swore it sounded comical. Hell it still does. It was even worse when I sounded off (once I even set a whole slew of boys into fits of sniggles when I was made platoon sergeant in school) but that’s a story for another time. The point is, I never used crude language and swore that I never would.

Mr. Husband begged to differ and bet me that I would be forever changed.

I didn’t believe him.

Fast forward to several months later. He showed up at my gradumutation and grinned like a fool when every other word out of my mouth began with an ‘f’ or an ’s’. I think ‘friggin’ was in there a lot, too. You know, like the song? Anyway, it didn’t compare to my parents’ reaction.

So for once I’ll admit that Mr Husband was right. I was wrong. He knew better. (He better enjoy this moment.)

The problem is that I am no longer a subscriber to this particular religion and yet I’m still afflicted with its vocabulary. I don’t even realize what I’m saying until the people around me either chuckle (see? it’s still funny) or eyebrow@me. There really does need to be some sort of rehab–a class offered when they give you the TAMP debriefing. They make you sit through that god awful How To Get A Job and Write A Resume class (guh, I had to sit next to this captain who thought she was the shit). They should offer you some sort of diction or speech class to ease the transition. A support group (”Hi, I’m Cpl H and I say ‘fuck’ more often than necessary”), something.

Really, though, this is something that I need to work on. I’ve got a small human living with me and she’s got a mind like a sponge.

To go to class or not to go to class? That’s the question for tonight. So far the school’s home page is being less than helpful.

In some ways I’m hoping class is NOT canceled. Why? Because I did my homework.  We are tested weekly on vocab, spelling, and pronunciation. I do my homework the night before or the day of class so that I can retain all this info for the test. When it comes to details, my long term memory is fleeting at best and so if we do not have class tonight and have to take this test NEXT week then I will forget everything and do craptastically.

Hey, don’t tell me to study again next week! I have just enough motivation to do my homework once. Doing it twice taxes my paltry moto reserve. Besides, next week I have an oral presentation in psychology on avoidant personality disorder (HAH! How ironic!). It’ll take all I’ve got not to collapse in epileptic seizures in front of the whole class.

I hate public speaking that much.

Update

D’oh! Canceled.