Jul 24, 2006 11:15
I have like, fifty billion bug bites.
No, I am not even exaggerating. Really fifty billion. REALLY. Don't look at me like that, or even THINK of calling me a girl who exaggerates, becuase I itch everywhere. Well, not everywhere...but in most of the exposed-skin places. This is what happens when you don't sleep under the covers, and stupid drunk idiots leave the patio door open enough to let the bite-y bugs in. I bet it wasn't even more than one bug, too. I bet one bug is so fat with my blood right now, that she's exploding. Yeah, she. You know why I know it's a she? Because the females are the only ones that bite you. Yes, this is true. I'm being eaten by my own kind. Er, my own gender.
Whatever.
In other news, there is no other news. It's my "brother's" birthday on Wednesday and I forgot...so ha, take that you bastard, for forgetting my birthday for like, seven years straight. You suck at life worse than me. Um, that's enough.
birthday,
bug bites,
dj