December 4, 2012
There are mosquitoes in December where I live. Seriously. This usually doesn't happen. I was sitting in my room trying to write and all of a sudden, I see this tiny winged creature floating through the air. Before the thought registered that it was a mosquito, it disappeared behind my monitor and I didn't see it again. I'm pretty sure it bit me several times throughout the night, so now I have to bear in mind that because there was one mosquito, there are probably many more others. And there are fleas in December, too. Oh, the fleas are horrible!