Hints that things aren't going your way

• You catch yourself quoting at length from the works of Nitzsche, Kafka, and Star Wars II Attack Of The Clones in your replies to quick little "how's it going" emails from friends in foreign counties.
• You discover yourself reasoning things out, like how the concept of evolution doesn't really come up that much anyway, and how pigeons are probably birds enough for most places.
• You idly calculate how many homosexuals you could realistically hide in your attic and basement.
• You find that you're hoarding porn, even that weird-assed Japanese porn that you're not really into, just in case you should swing that way in the next 20 years.
• You find your thoughts wander to gauging just how hard it would be to fake up a library card under an assumed name. You wonder if you could sell these.
• You stop yourself halfway though an email demanding a personal apology from motherfucking Al Franken.
• You read about Cuban boat people intently enough to figure out exactly where they're fucking up.