No seriously

[ashinae]

In the great circle of life, in the chain that binds all living creatures on this planet, flora and fauna alike, what the fuck purpose do fucking mosquitoes fucking serve?

Fucking fuckers.

I wish I had access to the chat log, but rahalia_cat and I were discussing 'skeeters the other day, about how they're indesctructable, about how awful that "neeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" sound they make is. How they're like roaches -- they'd be the last creatures on earth.

I suggested the mosquito vs cockroach deathmatch. Which, when the rubble clears and the dust settles, would likely be followed by that infernal sound: "neeeeeeeeeeeeeeee".

Fucking fuckers.

Yeah. This calls for the Pissed Off Baby Emperor Penguin of Doom Icon.

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[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

I've got some 'skeeter Death Spray, in the form of the brand name "Cutter", which cracks me up as it reminds me of a certain Elfquest tribe leader... but still. I hate having to cover myself in spray. It does help a lot outdoors (and you should get some!) but after coming back inside, it's straight to the shower or feel like some gross inhuman untouchable creature all evening.

(Fun-scary or scary-scary on that back yard? I am intrigued by this place you're 'sitting at!)

Got any aloe, or calamine? If not, check the cupboards for baking soda. A paste of that can sometimes help the itchiness.

[ashinae.livejournal.com]

I've got some 'skeeter Death Spray, in the form of the brand name "Cutter", which cracks me up as it reminds me of a certain Elfquest tribe leader...

Holy cow, has it ever been ages since I thought about Elfquest!

It does help a lot outdoors (and you should get some!) but after coming back inside, it's straight to the shower or feel like some gross inhuman untouchable creature all evening.

I did break down and get myself some. But yeah, once me and the dog are all done outside, it's straight into the shower for me. Then into my pj's. Then into bed.

Except that last night, just as I got out of the shower and tidied up and in my pj's, she rang her little bell then came running to the bottom of the stairs so she could go out again. Cheeky monkey!! So out we went. Where she proceeded to stare at the trees. And do nothing else. While I got four new 'skeeter bites, when I hadn't got any the first time around. Grrrr :(

(Fun-scary or scary-scary on that back yard? I am intrigued by this place you're 'sitting at!)

Actually, it's not the back yard I meant, but rather the house itself. Just because it's too damn big!

[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

I am SO intrigued now. Any chance of getting some piccies of this place?

And bad dog! Making your mistress go back outside unprotected! No cookie for you.