dear scratching my leg in bed diary,
so every morning when i get up and let the dogs out- when i open the backdoor- here's the deal. THERE IS ALWAYS A CLAN OF HUNGRY FUCKING MOSQUITOES WAITING TO CHARGE ME THE SECOND I OPEN THE DOOR. it's like they know about what time ima be there EVERYDAY and they hang around and wait for the first sweet blood they can find.... MINE. i've always had an issue with mosquitoes and their taste for me. as a child- i could not go outside at dusk. i am so careful too, i really try and keep an eye on exposed skin when i have the door open and yet every morning one or two will get me. that's why i am up today, as a matter of fact, because i got attacked and when i came back to bed i couldn't stop diggin. i'll paint the swelled up bites, just like i did when i was a kid, with clear fingernail polish- and it helps for 19 seconds- then it itches again. and when did the mosquitoes start looking like flying zebras anyway? i do NOT remember stripes. ima start wrapping myself in a net before going to the door.
