Dear Prudence, Why Don't You Come Out And Play And Get Out Of My Writing Journal

I have the innate devotion to the marriage between words, and yet the darker side of me believes wholeheartedly in torrid love affairs. Why should we deprive our beloved words of passionate happiness?

Just a quickie

Words/phrases that kill my soul.

"Diet"

"Deadline"

"Dead End"

Unless it's Nny's "Die-ary" I try real hard to stay away from words with "dead" or "die" in them.

Also anything that references a box. Ick.