  I'm not sure where they are. &nbsp; I know they're here. Buzzing. Waiting for me to fall asleep so they can torture me upon awakening.
The little bastards haveinflicted countless horrors upon me, and i am completely defenseless. Fucking mosquitos. &nbsp; I've got at least two dozen war wounds on my feet, and they're driving me insane. I've got anti-itch stuff i rub on Lucas' hot spots, but the problem is that when i happen to touch any of the itchy spots - one foot touching my other foot whilst i nap, for instance, the rampant itching begins again.
&nbsp; Little flybite trivia for you - did you know the reason why bite sitch is because most humans are allergic to buggy saliva? My uncle is one of the truly blessed people on this planet who aren't allergic. The guy could get bitten thousands of times, and never know it. &nbsp; Plans for the anniversary outing went as planned. The food was wonderful, and the company unparalled.
&nbsp; Little mr. kitten has yet to arrive. &nbsp; Kurt brought home another way to rip my 'social life' away - he brought home final fantasy ten. I said today i'd play for a little while. Three hours later, i had to wrench myself from the TV. Good game, if you're a fan of pretty graphics, and good storytelling. &nbsp; And now, time for bed. &nbsp; &nbsp; 
