I hate mosquitoes. I hate the buzzing sound they make. I hate the itchy welts they leave behind after sucking the blood from my body. And I hate how these filthy insects spread disease!
The puddles left over from the flooding have become spawning grounds for these blood suckers. That means I become a buffet for these disgusting critters the minute I step out of the house. I'm one of those people who attracts mosquitoes. I could be in the middle of a crowd and still be the one with the most bites. I've read studies that people who drink alcohol attract more mosquitoes than the non drinkers. But long before I even drank alcohol, I remember being bitten by more mosquitoes than any other kid in the neighborhood.
My friends tease me for being a mosquito magnet. I tell them that they're just jealous. It's not my fault I was born with such silky, soft skin and that my blood is so tasty. I should count myself lucky that I've not been attacked by vampires.
Still, I'm keeping some wooden stakes, in case Buffy or Faith can't get here in time to save me from a vamp attack.
I hate wearing insect repellent, but it's the only thing that works. Once I tried Avon's Skin So Soft; within ten minutes, mosquito bites made my soft skin look like something from a biblical plague. So, I've got to keep using the insect repellents or risk looking deformed or ending up with some deadly disease.
Besides, these aren't just regular mosquitoes I'm dealing with now. These are Texas size mosquitoes. HUGE! And they fly real slow like they've got nothing to worry about. One landed on my arm recently, and I smacked it. It fell off, but then it got back up and started flying again! I had to smack it much harder to kill the bastard! It's a wonder they haven't carried me away! Though, I sometimes think I may need a blood transfusion after seeing the amount they suck from my body.