When I say "ugly cry" I am referring to an all-out adult-crying tantrum. You know, where your face contorts like you are sucking on the most sour piece of candy, your forehead wrinkles worse than your Great Grandmothers, your mouth is wide open and will not shut, your eyes start going cross and even though your mouth is wide open- the only sound coming out are foreign little squeaks.....four octaves higher than they should be....
Your mind is telling you to pull it together, and if you cannot pull it together the least you could do is cover your face so nobody has to see you "ugly-cry."
You start gasping for breath- but due to the lack of oxygen that has not had the chance to flow to your brain- you start thinking irrational thoughts....
...Like that it would be comforting (and perfectly normal) to start hugging yourself and rocking back-and-forth, or perhaps you should throw both hands in the air, fall to your knees and start yelling for the Lord to help you....
Oh, and than as if you don't look crazy enough- snot starts pouring out of your nose (and remember your mouth is WIDE open.)
I am not saying that this has happened recently....
....but have I mentioned that I go back to work in less than 15 (work) days??....
....just sayin.....
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The thought is enough to make me ugly cry with you . . . I feel your pain! On a selfish note - I (and the rest of Pinewood) can't wait to have you back!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AVrW3zat2To&p=D10A506F574508E8
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