Imagine this as though it were a flow chart I'm too lazy/busy to put together:
- Oh thank God, it’s just a fly >> shrug, shake or brush away.
- Nothing there >>> “Whether paranoia or an emerging neurological disorder, this can’t be good.”
- Just hair blowing in the wind >> “Guess I’ve finally found a compelling reason to shave regularly.”
- A mosquito >> “Die *profanity of choice,* die.” Engage in a dance composed of a variety of contortions and slaps in the air in an attempt to assassinate the *profanity* in question.
I hate mosquitoes with an undying irrational passion. Hate them. Insects I’m fine with, blood I’m fine with, but the combination of the two disturbs me to no end. Yet they seem to find me, more than the average person, just delicious.
Now I hate them more than ever, because mosquitoes carry malaria, and malaria kills people here. Daily. Unnecessarily. I am sleeping with a bed net and taking anti-malaria drugs, and thank the heavens every day for them.
Fair warning, they will probably be a recurring theme here. I apologize in advance.
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| A GINORMOUS spider discovered only postmortem. I'm posting it because it was cool (when dead), and because spiders and all other creatures that eat mosquitoes are pretty much my favorite animals, ever. |
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Yes - I'm a big fan of bats, for the same reason. Glad to see you arrived and are doing well so far! xox
EXCUSE. MALARIA MEDS AS UNNECESSARY? THIS IS YOUR SISTER SCOLDING YOU.
you're a braver woman than I.
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