Monday, August 11, 2008

Friday night dinner...in which I am the main course.

Friday evening, while I was in the car, down for the count after two gin martinis on an empty stomach, the mosquitoes had a feast on all the exposed bits of my flesh.

This pic was taken Sunday night and shows the worst of the carnage:

Except for the bites on the bottom of my feet.

I'm in agony, people. I am so highly allergic to mosquito bites that I'll be itching for a week. At least.

But I take consolation in the fact that maybe the mosquitoes that did this to me died from alcohol poisoning. How'd you like the gin, fuckers?!?

4 comments:

Molly's Mom said...

Ooh, that sucks! Get thyself some Calamine, stat!

HEATHER said...

If you don't have any Calamine, grab some baking soda, about a tablespoon or so, and just a few drops of water, enough to make it a thin paste so you can put it on your bites.
Lordy that looks awful! Hope you feel better soon.

penny said...

I think I would be soaking in a tub of calamine while in a Benadryl-induced stupor. Stop itching soon!

blackbird said...

EW.
I'm itchy just looking at it!