Catfish.

Was watching Catfish the TV show - the episode with Kya & Dani - and I ashamedly admit that in the end when the lovebirds are on the beach, I wished that Kya were thinner. Ridiculous. You get so used to seeing thin people in romantic comedies that when you see real-life-sized people it's odd. Something doesn't sit right.

I wonder if that's what people think when they see me and Hubby walking hand in hand. I'm sure we've been judged, that's just human nature. No matter how hard you work to change your "wrong" way of thinking, to grow as a person, there's still that flash of the old, bigoted, ugly you before your enlightened being can bitch slap it back to your subconscious.

I also saw the episode with Rico. That man is so frick'n unbelievably gorgeous. I kept giggling idiotically to myself when his beautiful mug came up on the screen. Lust turned to sadness, though, when I realized that he reminded me of a dear friend that I knew in high school. His name was Chad and he died suddenly at the age of 29 from a DVT. Ug and now I'm sad. Goddamnit.