On my contradictory self.
I had this realization today that seeing people make out in public makes me nervous- well, unless I am drunk- but then it becomes almost expected. But seriuosly, people making out in public makes me really uneasy despite their orientation sexually. [I especially hate when ugly people are making out (this is pure vanity speaking).] And I think that a lot of this unease might stem from the fact that I am not entirely comfortable kissings persons of the same sex in public. Somehow this has permeated and stuck in my head throughout my life on this heterosexist planet-- which is weird given that I don't usually care about things like that. These are all things that seem kind of odd when considering that I really want to take part in the 'Kiss In' that is happening at IU next week. Though, tragically (not!), I have no one to kiss (and haven't for a long time). Thus, my contradictory life goes on.