Raging hormones

I don't have the baby blues - I don't really feel sad all of the time or anything, but I'm extremely quick to tear up lately. Case in point, last night. Reservoir Dogs. Andre has been trying to get me to watch this since we started dating, but it's just been a little too Tarantino for me. The dearth of summer programming has left me high and dry so I finally broke down and said I'd watch it. We got about halfway through it last night and I burst into tears at the ear slicing scene. I just couldn't fathom someone doing that to someone else. Even after we turned it to the something else, I still kept leaking tears thinking about it. Fucking Mr. Blonde, why did you have to be so mean?