kat8cha | Note to self, do not read Yamanami's death while feeling like crap and depressed.

Okay, maybe I'm a horrible person. It's just.... I AM A LITTLE WEIRDED OUT BY TWO BROTHERS KISSING EACH OTHER. >< I support the rights of any little kid who wants to kiss another kid of the same sex. And hey, as long as insults and fists don't fly, then it's all cool right? In fact, I've fielded 'I wanna marry the little girl down the street' and said more power to you! I've never had to deal with a little boy who wanted to marry another little boy, but I've worked on giving the kids I babysit for a little more tolerance. I've worked some kids past homosexuality being gross. At least I hope I have.

Still, it always weirded me out when Clara and Matthew would dress up and be 'married'. I know for little kids it's a normal thing, they're learning about roles in the world and explore them through playing. I know that. It's why little kids play house. Still, there are some kids where it feels a little WEIRD.

And John and Andrew, always adorable, decided today to kiss. >< I have come to realize they are both probably gayer then a box of nutrigrain bars, but still. It was little kid kisses. From the angle I was viewing things (which wasn't the best angle actually) it looked like just cheek sloppy kisses. Little kid kisses. Still it was Andrew (who in a Yaoi novel would be the seme) telling John to 'give him a real kiss'. And just. It was weird. What am I supposed to say? It wasn't just play acting. It was sloppy kisses and....

Well. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to tell them to stop or not. >< Or well, I was, but HOW to do it. I did it the same way I do all things a few 'hey! hey!' and 'boys.' and some tugging and BAM! We're separate and no one's killing the other (or kissing in this case). Still. It was.

It was weird. >< Am I a bad person for saying that?

It's been a bad day for me anyway. I woke up and KNEW It was one of those days I should just call in sick and curl up in bed and die. It's hot and humid and everything feels like it's coated in a layer of gooey perspiration. I felt like crap, tired and migrainy and like the storm outside was going to hit any minute, as well as pre-period iccky.

That said I put a little effort into how I looked because I felt like crap, and knew I'd have to make it through the whole day. That's me at job one.

After job one. Feeling a little more crappy and a little less alive.

Heading to job 2. And yes, that is a trick of the light, I am wearing close, but I was honest to god THAT PALE. >< How do I know? My mom kept asking me if I was okay. Which I wasn't.