Bad night

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So, last night, as I was peacefully trying to sleep, a mosquito (and several of its friends) decided it was the night to hit the All-You-Can-Eat Sharon Cafe. I woke up around 3 am with at least a dozen bites just on my arms. (and more elsewhere. Oh, are there more elsewhere!) I was scratching like mad, so much that I got SOCKS to put over my arms. I doused myself with cortaid, and tried to go back to sleep, but no dice. Suffice to say, after getting a grand total of one and a half hours of sleep, plus being mildly poisoned by mosquito venom, I was not going ANYWHERE today. I was gratified to discover, however, that upon waking up this morning, I killed at least one or two of the little-winged bastards. Even so, my skin is red, dry and raw and I am really sore and nauseated. I told work I was up all night with a 'stomach bug' (not completely wrong, my stomach is kind of wonky today), because I had not the means to explain the sheer bizarreness of what happened. I mean, how do you call your boss and say you can't come in because you were attacked by a swarm of ninja mosquitos?

quasisonic has been taking good care of me, though. First, by double checking with me that they were indeed just mosquitos (they are, thank God), and mostly by making me take a shower and making me tea and keeping a general eye on me. She would have even made me breakfast if the thought of food wasn't so stomach turning.

As we have no food in the house, we're going to the market in a little while. I'm well enough to go out a little bit and I need some fresh air. And new skin.