REDUCE GLARE AND REFLECTION.
One of the things that suck with living in America are the damn exotic insects. Better in Manila where one has to take a pick only from the roaches, grasshoppers, ants, mosquitoes, bees, centipedes, and the occasional bedbugs. With the addition of usual spiders, of course -- you're considered cool if you see the colorful ones as big as your face (that, or your neighborhood is REALLY dusty). In California, it is La Niña of insects. You can actually find at least three different species while cleaning your yard; I bet you my shoe collection (or the lack thereof).
When else would be the best time for me to discuss this, but today when my sister, Pat, and myself ALL have retarded insect bites from who knows what. It's been a major scratch fest for the past three days, and not even the strongest itch relievers cut it. Pat even woke up at 2:50 this morning to steal scratch time from me (galing mo boy! HAHAHA), when he realized it was almost 3AM (read: The Devil's Hour from The Exorcism of Emily Rose and The Amityville Horror) which need I say, scared him shitless. I must've underestimated the power of pests. My sister practically has red spots all over her body, almost to look like she's getting chickenpox for the second time.
I need Baygon. Somebody Fed-ex.
...
And now, lamebrained insect funnies care of Papa Bux.
Me: Babs, anong english ng higad?
Pat: Hindi ko alam e.
Me: You have to remember!!!
Pat: Ask mo si Tito, baka alam niya.
Me: Dad, anong english ng higad?
Dad: Ano? Higad?
Me: Yes. Yun makati.
Dad: [thinks for 12083570740570760612 years]
Dad: WORM.
When else would be the best time for me to discuss this, but today when my sister, Pat, and myself ALL have retarded insect bites from who knows what. It's been a major scratch fest for the past three days, and not even the strongest itch relievers cut it. Pat even woke up at 2:50 this morning to steal scratch time from me (galing mo boy! HAHAHA), when he realized it was almost 3AM (read: The Devil's Hour from The Exorcism of Emily Rose and The Amityville Horror) which need I say, scared him shitless. I must've underestimated the power of pests. My sister practically has red spots all over her body, almost to look like she's getting chickenpox for the second time.
I need Baygon. Somebody Fed-ex.
...
And now, lamebrained insect funnies care of Papa Bux.
Me: Babs, anong english ng higad?
Pat: Hindi ko alam e.
Me: You have to remember!!!
Pat: Ask mo si Tito, baka alam niya.
Me: Dad, anong english ng higad?
Dad: Ano? Higad?
Me: Yes. Yun makati.
Dad: [thinks for 12083570740570760612 years]
Dad: WORM.