After recieving an absolutely adorable message from wattshumphrey after he saw Snakes On a Muthafuckin Plane, I resumed washing my bedding, and while doing laundry I watched Titanic. I watched it, and remembered why I fell in love with it briefly ten years ago.  I now realise that it's over. Any shred of machismo, masculinity, testosterone, whichever is now gone. I am a girl. Officially.  I cried the first time I saw it, and I cried tonight. God help me.......