combing through crashing waves

(painting by oskar mendez.)

during my last visit to the doctor, my best friend's mom gave me birth control pills. they were supposedly the 'low dosage of hormonal' kind. uhhhh, i. don't. think. so. . . because my ass just started balling like a big ol' sissy while watching the last episode of 'grey's anatomy.' yes, i'm blaming the pills.

besides the unwanted hormones, i'm also trying to comb myself through the millions of photos that i supposedly "owe" people. why do i feel like i "owe" them, though? homies aren't paying for them (yet.) let me resort to blaming the pills again.

or maybe i can blame stress? the sistah just blogged about being stressed. i've also had mad allergies all week, what's up with that? yesterday, dee mentioned that allergies can be caused from stress as well...hmmmmmm.

...and yesterday i heard a rumor that keeping your laptop on your lap can cause males (and possibly females) to be infertile and/or cause cancer. i know, i know, nowadays, everything and anything can cause cancer.
irrelevant and how very non-compassionate of me. . .
anyhoo, back to blaming the pills.