I am an emotional nightmare these days.
Seriously. Just a wreck.
I've cried every single day for the past eleven days.
I cried last night because I got my new computer. I was just so overcome with joy at that bright shiny box. I cried again as I tried to set it up. Also? I said some curse words involving the desk from Hell, but we won't get all into that.
Then? I was watching The Biggest Loser and I cried when Grandpa Moses lost 31lbs in a week. Okay, I cried AFTER I shrieked such things as,
"Oh Sweet Lord! How is that humanly possible!"
and
"Can you believe that crap?!?! What the crap?"
and maybe
"I am NOT shrieking Jason!!!"
I did not cry because Amber was kicked off. She was such a freaking baby. I noticed she was an EMT and I know this is going to sound really evil and petty and vile, but I do not understand how she can do her job really well as an EMT if she couldn't run down a hill. I dated this guy (okay "dated" probably isn't wildly accurate. More like we went out once and then I attempted to avoid him everafter) and he was an EMT and he was, well, pretty overweight.
Okay. Honestly? You could run laps around him. And I say that as a member of the Fatty McLala club, so I'm just being honest here.
And he had some kind of problem where a patient...died? Maybe? I don't really remember. And he got sued? Maybe? (I didn't really care about what he said so I didn't really listen) And I think it was because he was so overweight he couldn't provide appropriate care. And I thought, "Holy crap! That would suck for that person."
Or something.
What was I talking about?
Oh yeah. Amber.
I'm glad she's gone.
This morning, I was driving behind a fire truck and it had an American flag hanging from the back. I got teary-eyed and thought things such as, "America! Freedom! Thank God no one killed me yesterday on September 11th!"
Not to mention the 200 times I cried because things were actually BAD.
Gah, what is WRONG with me? Hormones-o-plenty these days.
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Wow. . . I'm sorry it's been such an emotional time. When I got your comment on the blog-aroo tonight, I knew that it was because the new computer was up and running. That's cool beyond words!
Oh, and I can't help but snicker, my word verification is:
"fmckukdw"
::hee hee:: It just looks funny (dirty) to me!
Fatty McLala Club? That freakin' cracked me up. Then I had to read your blog to my husband (also a Jason). He laughed. So funny. Fatty McLala.
Sorry about the tears, pretty lady! Maybe this is some sort of breakthrough or something? Like, you're in touch with what moves you? I dunno. ::hugs::
Also, Amber was a big baby. I wanted to bitch-slap her when she said, "Just send me home. I don't want to be here anymore! I cna't do this!"
I thought, "You better believe I'd be shrieking some madness in my head about how merciless that workout was. But still?! On TV?
I was witchier about a one or two other folks, but I won't go there. Suffice it to say that the earth moves for me when life comes down hard on people that were part of a tragedy. But I LOATHE people that use those sort of things as trump cards. Hate it. Hate. It.
I could not believe Jerry lost 31. I also could NOT believe that the teeniest girl there lost 20. That one shocked me. Shocked!
All right. I wrote a novel. Whose blog is this? ha.
Grab a tissue and enjoy your cry.
You deserve one once in a while.
Blessings.
The anniversary of 9/11 combined with PMS AND getting your new computer?
xo
Being emotional is a pain but sometimes it's just better to let it out. Glad you got the new computer up and running. I watched the biggest loser too and had some of the same feelings, I mean 31 pounds WTF?
Every once in a while, I go through that too...A week or two of crying...then I feel better...
Hope you feel better soon.
i think it is this time of year for Americans that can contribute to it. such a fresh and awful memory that we carry with us.
Must be something in the air. I've been a teary mess for three days. Sucks canal water with a bendy straw.
Fatty McLala? That made me snicker. But, you're entirely too hard on yourself. Weight's a number. You're beautiful--inside AND out!!
Fatty McLala!! Bwaaaahahahahahaha!
I cry for ridiculously stupid reasons too!
Isn't that the best part of being a woman? The crying for really, really stupid crap?
Or maybe it's the cute shoes. Either one.
You just go & cry. If you're forced to have all these extra hormones, might as well use them.
I think the excessive crying is due to our mother drinking too much Tab while she was pregnant with us. Smooches!
I never realized we were members of the same club! Surprising I've not seen you at the meetings.....
And I'm pretty much a crying wreck about half of the time, just depends on which day you catch me whether you get happy me or bitchy, whiny, complaining me.
At least I'm not the only one....
I'm convinced the hormones from pregnancy make us a wreck the rest of our life. I cry at tissue commercials.
I cried all through Biggest Loser. Smuck, I am.
I love that show. I am playin' at home baby.
Just as soon as I finish this bag of doritos. ~sigh~
Me too - I often find myself in tears over a NPR report...... I know.
Crying is good for you. I get that was sometimes and the hubby asks whats wrong. I just say I'm just being me he just shakes his head after trying to convince me to tell him what is really wrong when really its nothing.
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