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I'm sitting here trying to get my freaking taxes together, and a bug is buzzing in my ear. It keeps returning...the hum of its wings is just barely audible. I see it fly by and determine the only way to put a stop to this madness is to squish it. I see it fly by, slap my hands together, and miss. It flies towards my head, and I clap together over my head blindly. As I pull my hands apart in anticipation, I see it there, the mosquito's small body squished against my hand and its guts now splattered across my palm. I hurridly shake my hand to dislodge its mangled body in disgust and wipe my hand on a scrap piece of paper. I return to my work with a shiver. Bugs. Ew.