I'm sure there's alot that slips by you, Bourne. *smiles winsomely*
Admitting it is the first step required to correct the error of your ways.
And your ego got the best of you, love. I wasn't calling you harmonic. There is no need to defend your chaotic nature, you are a force of nature - untamed, relentless, and naked.
As for the spitting; Well, nothing makes it into my mouth I wouldn't be prepared to chew up and swallow. I'll give you points for not letting that slip by you.
*sends a gaily decorated umbrella'd drink to the naked barb in the corner* Yes, its a very large umbrella - your ego needn't rouse itself in defense.