I'm not a big fan of fast food but the first Friday in Lent triggers a powerful craving...
So good. Once. Then I'm back to whining about pizza and fish for the next 6 Fridays.
I am giving up swearing. Again. It was also my New Year's resolution but I kind of forgot about it after a couple of hours...
I need an accountability partner. Like this guy.
But I'll try to do it on my own. We'll see. I'm not even telling my family because I want to see if they notice, since they think I'm giving up cookies.
I am also attempting to become an overall better, less hateful person. It's a worthwhile goal and vague enough as to be impossible to objectively measure. We'll see how that works out.