Sick and Disgusting

Last week, I disappointed myself in realizing that I've begun using the word sick, when not referring to a person, plant, or animal with a malady or the Ottoman Empire in the 1800s. No, I've been using it to mean "cool." For shame, Storm! For shame!

Anyway, I'm not far into it, so it'll be easy enough to stop, and return to saying, "sweet" or "sweetness." I say both. Plus, every time I say "sweetness," I hear in my head, "Sweetness never suits me when I get it up to take you home..." That's the beginning of the song "Midnight Coward" by Stars. It's a good song, and it makes me happy when I hear it.