Monday, August 4, 2008

I'm too delicious

Today, I woke up in the middle of the night furiously scratching my mosquito bites.

I mean, of course I didn't scratch my bug bites like a five-year old child, because I know that doing that makes them itch like a kid with lice and swell up to the size of quarters, and when you have five bites on ONE foot, doing that will make you look like a diseased carcass when you show up to swimming class the next day.

And that would be gross.

4 comments:

macaroony said...

It's a good thing we're already stuck with each other for eternity, because otherwise I might have half a mind to marry you. Which would be awkward. And illegal in some states.

You make me happy. :)

bawb said...

Hey, it's you! Huzzah!

Natalia said...

I woke up today with 5 bites on my left ankle, two of them underneath where my ace bandage had been.

How do you explain that?

I bet mosquitoes have a fan club based on our blood.

Cari Dahl said...

Uhhhhhhm, I'd just like to clarify Jen's statement.

Marrying your sister is illegal in ALL states, and the fact that you had mosquito bites and then wrote about it in a quite humorous way does not change that in any way shape or form.

Still, I'm not gunna lie: your blog is one of my very favorites.