The fates are against me.

I had one of those moments today that for the life of you, you wish it didn't happen.
I have found myself attracted to a certain individual and felt the need to work out my girly crush by writing it down.
I don't know if anyone else does this, but I'll often write an email to someone discussing various things to get it off my chest then never, ever, send it.
Well today that didn't happen. Right after I had written this stupid thing dicussing how I thought he was a great guy and that if eventually friendship did turn into something more I may be willing to risk it.
As I scrolled my mouse to the delete button my cat jumped up onto the desk and cause the fateful act of hitting the send button instead.
I was mortified.
I laughed but at the same time wanted to break the cats neck. Who at the time was sitting purring contentedly at me on top of the key board. Squinting it's little eyes at me. I think it did it on purpose just to spite me.
Quickly I went into damage control. 'I'll write an email explaining what really happened' I thought to myself. But no that wouldn't do. I would look like a pathetic desperate geek trying to get out of an already awkward situation.
I sighed resignedly (if that is a word) and waited for the inevitable;
'Your sweet, but i'll let you down nice and easy cause quite frankly you're one freaky desperate girl' email.
At least this will make a good story to tell the kids one day. Or at least a great sitcom sub plot.
ick.