*muttered aloud*

Hrm, I still seem to be utterly out of cigarettes, despite having done nothing to acquire more.

excerpt from email.

While making plans with a MySpacer to help me with my current deadline, I wrote this bit in an email.

Hrm. Your eager friendliness and anticipation of tomorrow is giving me a warm fuzzy feeling. Have I mentioned that you're married and I'm not dating right now? That I have a tendency to hide behind sex and physical desire, when actually I might just be enjoying good conversation? Oh, or that frequently, I'll hide my inability to handle certain emotions by hiding behind crass comments?

Sometimes, I'm so stupid I have to laugh.