It is their fault. You missed the sarcasm, but whatever.

Enjoy your sock and lonliness. Don't forget, the local pound always has plenty of cats to adopt. If you live near a flea market, they give them away.

There's an old pirate song you should study the lyrics of, but I can't think of the name of it right now. Something about how when you have a girl in every port, it's because the ladies have a guy on every ship.

The math is going to math some way, some how in the end.

Can't wait to see Chad. Not that Chad, different Chad. Later Gater.