Cryin' Shame

Ok what is with me becoming a crier?

And by crier I mean I get the urge to cry. I don't actually cry. Give me a break! I haven't entered that frightful realm. Yet.

So yeah. I'm afraid that soon my streak of never crying at a movie is in danger with this startling development. I don't like it. Not because I'm ashamed to cry or because I think it's a sign of weakness or anything. I think I look hideous when I cry.

Yup. It is a total vanity thing. I don't want people to see me cry because of the way I look.

Oh sweet peas that is nasty. Sheep's head? To eat? No fucking thank you. I don't care if it is delicious I don't to look at my food and see it look at me back. That's also why I'll never order a fish that's served, you know, whole.

Anyway back to this whole crying thing. I need to know why it is happening and how to make it stop. Yes, I do not like it that much.

You know what I don't like either? Losing the remote for the TV.

Ok. That's it.