If I cry over this stuff now...

I shudder to think at the sniveling mess I will be when my body is one day infused with myriad pregnancy hormones. (It wil f*cking happen goddamn it.)
So, I am watching the news this morning, as I do when I am getting ready, and am watching clips of Stephen Harper (Canada's Prime Minister, for all the non-Canadians out there) apologising to Aboriginal Canadians for Residential Schools. I don't know how sincere it was, but Harper was choked up. But, that wasn't what got me crying. It was the gracious response by the various Aboriginal leaders. They whole-heartedly accepted the apology. That's what got me crying.
Normally, when I cry over things that I shouldn't normally cry over, I figure out where I am in my cycle, and its usually right smack in that pre-menstrual stage, when my body is awash in hormones. But, that's not the stage I am at right now.

I hate it when I can't blame my emotions on my hormones.