BugsLife: Bugs bugs bugs bugs bugs bugs bugs.

Bugs. They’re everywhere. On my clothes, in my clothes, on my screen, my arms, up my legs. I’ve had them crawling over my face like tiny little explorers.

They’re like hyphens with wings. Midges. 3mm long and abso-fricking-lutely everywhere. They don’t even crack in a satisfying way when you squish ‘em. Along with Armadillos and George W, they must rate as one of God’s least successful creations.

Roll on Autumn!

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