Bug Bites

Naturally as the summer sun fades into moonlight, we begin to face our summer nightmares: mosquitoes. I can't really think of anyone that enjoys them, other than spiders--but they eat them. I found a website that claims that mosquitoes are more dangerous than sharks: "Mosquitoes kill more humans worldwide in five minutes than do sharks in a year." I think I would still rather be bitten by a mosquito than a shark. But then again, shark bites probably don't itch and make your skin crawl. So far, I am sure that I have accumulated over 40 bug bites in the past three weeks (but don't worry, no shark bites). They (mosquitoes, not sharks) find me on campus , up north, off campus, in the kitchen, in the shower, EVERYWHERE. Just when I think I am safe from them under my covers with a fan blowing on my face, they attack. The worst feeling is when you all of a sudden hear a high pitched buzz that slowly gets closer and closer to your ear, and eventually, in your ear.

Also, a bee decided to fly up my shorts and sting me this past weekend when we were in Hayward. Then he got stuck in my shorts, and I panicked. The bee probably sensed my panic and flew out. I ran away from the scene of the attack with a numb and swollen butt.

The adventures don't stop at the bee attack or mosquito bites. The right side of my body is bruised--thigh, hip, butt--and I have a nice ol' elbow scab to match the new scrapes on my legs. Don't worry, I didn't get into a fight with a grizzly bear nor did I get into a bar fight. Instead, I almost fell out of a boat because of the (lack of) coordination and grace that God provided me. As the boat rode the waves and began to fly through the air, I was too worried about the leach on my fishing pole latching onto my leg and sucking my blood that I didn't grab onto the seat to prevent myself from falling and almost landing in the lake. Good news, though: I survived. Also in this trip, Mom managed to mangle our fishing poles within ten minutes of using them, I caught some bass and lots of pan fish, I got pooped on by one too many night crawlers, and was almost attacked by a dragonfly.

All in all, it was a successful weekend for only having had been there for about a day or so.

In regards to other life updates, I officially bought my plane ticket for Alaska, Stephanie graduated from high school a week ago, Mom stayed in EC with me for about two nights, I beat Dad in cribbage (for probably the thousandth time), and I continue living life with my daily routine: eat (popcorn), breathe (popcorn), sleep (dream about popcorn).

- A