So occasionally I suffer from "Foot-in-Mouth" syndrome. This is one of those occassions. It happens, though. The only way I can get my foot out of my mouth is to eat a little crow.
On another note, I've been doing an insane amount of writing and I LOVE it! My oh my, how relaxing and lovely it is that sometimes I want to light a cigarette when I'm done... And I don't even smoke.
Gsh, but there is just someone I can't stop thinking about. And how, yes, I said something I completely regret. Which doesn't happen too often. Oh, I am but human and subject to human-ness. We'll see what happens.