June 19th, 2003

Dr. Bunny

Mosquitoes are evil evil things

I fucking hate mosquitoes.

Ever since I was a little kid, those nasty little buggers decided that I was the most tasty thing in the world. Every summer my family would either drive/fly to Beaver Bay, Minnesota to visit my grandmother, and every summer I would come back with at least fifty new scars on my arms and legs from bug bites, many of them are still visible to this day.

I don't know if other people have this reaction, or if it's just me. But my bites swell up something fierce and itch like mad for weeks on end. Benadryl cream seems to have no effect, and the bites continue to itch, driving me crazy.

One friend says I'm just new meat, and that once the little buggers get a taste of my blood, they'll back off. Yeah, I don't think so. I think the little buggers see me as a 24 hour bar of hemoglobin goodness. I have a giant neon sign on my head saying "FREE BLOOD!" There's even a line to get in, with a bouncer mosquito only letting the cool bugs in. I'm the studio 54 of the mosquito world. Maybe I should take pride in that, knowing that my blood is so darn tasty. To quote Xander "Hey, I'm moist AND delicious," but that still does nothing for my poor itchy body.

So in an attempt to change my body chemistry to make it so those annoying mossies will stay the hell away from me, I've started to take b12 (actually, I'm taking a whole load of b vitamins, I think I may have a deficency in that department). I will keep you people posted on the effects of vitamin B and mosquitos.

Yet on a weird level, I kinda feel bad to deprive the little buggers of their evening festivities. I mean, after Studio Meg closes down, what are they gonna do? TERRORIZE SOME OTHER PERSON! THAT'S WHAT! HAHAHAH!
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