unrequited hate

Seriously! How is it almost October and I am sitting here at my desk scratching at my feet, legs, and arms like a meth fiend? I hate hate hate mosquitoes and since the screens don’t make a perfect fit to the windows in the kitchen and living room they get in and I am constantly plagued with the little fuckers biting me all night long in my sleep. And would you think they would ever consider biting Eric so that he can share in my misery…nope. Not even a nibble. So incredibly unfair!