Attempting to make me feel guilty is the number one way to absolve any guilt I may have felt.
So you may as well keep digging.
je ne sais quoi
je ne sais quoi: literally “I don’t know what” in French; an intangible quality
"This recipe is pretty good, but it’s missing a certain je ne sais quai.”
This is my new mop. George, my friend, he gave me this mop. This is a pretty good mop. It’s not as good as my first mop. I miss my first mop, but this is still a good mop. Sometimes you just hafta take what life gives ya, ‘cause life is like a mop and sometimes life gets full of dirt and crud and bugs and hairballs and stuff… you, you, you gotta clean it out.
You, you, you gotta put it in here and rinse it off and start all over again and, and sometimes, sometimes life sticks to the floor so bad you know a mop, a mop, it’s not good enough, it’s not good enough.
You, you gotta get down there, like, with a toothbrush, you know, and you gotta, you gotta really scrub ‘cause you gotta get it off. You gotta really try to get it off. But if that doesn’t work, that doesn’t work, you can’t give up. You gotta, you gotta stand right up. You, you gotta run to a window and say, “Hey! These floors are dirty as hell, and I’m not gonna take it any more!”
(the stuff my dad sends me…)
I’ve decided that I’m willing to join any cult so long as we get matching monogrammed jackets and Kool-Aid.
Actually, on second thought, may form my own cult.