Tuesday, June 2, 2009


It’s official, the state of Virginia hates me. First the drivers, and now this:

That is a picture of my foot as of this morning. I would like to point out that this is the less severe of the two bug bites I woke up with yesterday. The other one I absentmindedly scratched at, and is now sort of…oozy.* Note the beginnings of a red circle around the bite. I’m not sure what that means, but looking it up on Google leads to all sorts of horrifying possibilities. Natives of the East Coast, do you have any suggestions?

As Dina pointed out, the insects of this region apparently perceive my lower extremities as visceral and yet delicious threats. I mean, who amongst us can forget the Great Mosquito Attack of ’08? None of you, I’m sure, as I remember whining about how very very itchy I was for the remainder of that visit.

However, as I'm not one to miss an opportunity, I'll post the picture anyway, as a reprisal for those that might have missed it the first time around:

Yes, each of those red bumps is a mosquito bite. Yes, it was miserable. And yes, someone of sounder mind would flee immediately back to California. Yet somehow here I still am, jobless and itching.

* I'm demonstrating a modicum of restraint and not posting the picture of that one.

1 comment:

  1. Looks like a mosquito bite that's been scratched at to me. The second picture looks like bubonic plague, so maybe you're building a tolerance.