Y'all. I don't want to be crying at my desk and have to explain that the invisible people in the computer were talking about an animated movie.

No, seriously, I was all sniffly just typing my last post. Fortunately the dog is used to me crying for what seems to him like no reason (or no GOOD reason*).

*(The only good reasons in his estimation are: "What?!? We're out of peanut butter?!?" [I agree with that one.] and "What do you mean, the V-E-T???")

I saw UP the say my mom died. And I loved it, especially the beginning. Not sure if it was a way to deal with my grief or what.

I haven't seen Up, and reading you talking about it is making me tear up. And I still don't know what made me watch that Jurassic Bark episode of Futurama, as I never watched Futurama. But thinking about that makes me cry and cry and cry too.

If I want to cry and cry, I can just live my life.

Yeah. I actually turned off Frankenweenie halfway through last night because it was a little too much for me right then.

Jurassic Bark episode of Futurama

NOPE. NOPE NOPE NOPE. My feels cannot take it.

If I want to cry and cry, I can just live my life.

This, entirely. I don't need my emotions yanked out; I can barely keep them down. Catharsis, schmarthis.

I'm about to take a hiatus from social media. All media, in fact. I feel like my mind is getting pulled all over the place, and I need to shut off the noise of the world for a week or so and just be alone with me (and my cats). No computer, no tv, no news, no phones, I'm living in silence (well, with music) for a week.

Oh, Sophia, you had to go there. Major feels.

If I want to cry and cry, I can just live my life.

That is generally how I feel, but if the cry-trigger sneaks up on me, sometimes it seems to be just want I wanted and didn't realize. IDK.

Wow, Zen! I can see the appeal, but that sounds hard to actually do. I hope it's awesome!

We'll be here waiting, Zen.

God, that poor dog.

For all that I'm sitting here crying just thinking about it, I'm thinking of renting it with a finger on the fast forward button just in case.

edit: Renting Up!, that is. Though maybe not. Carl is very Hubby.

Yay drugs for vortex! I ' surprised you hadn't already had the wisdom teeth out!

Brother and I took the bus to the spa town, which was having a folk festival. Except we didn't plan well and did not get to see any folk festival stuff. But we did see a fancy fancy spa town (very ornate) and sit around, and chat, and manage to avoid political stuff, and eat yummy cake. And now we are back, drinking the complimentary fernet, and probably going to karaoke later.