Friday, May 16, 2008

Can't Talk, Digging

Sometime during the past several days of aerobic gardening, something decided to siphon some of my blood, leaving a large, red, itchy welt right over my external jugular.

I sincerely hope he has a large case of indigestion.

Damn.

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6 Comments:

Blogger Rozanne said...

Maybe it was the dracula beetle?

I'm about to get out in the garden and do some digging myself. There is plenty to do!

10:56 AM  
Blogger Amy said...

Explosive diarrhea in the invertebrate world can really spell disaster. Especially on one's windshield.

On the other hand, this sounds like more than ample reason for my flaring hypochondriasis to set in, wherein I proclaim OMG, I have a goiter.

Clearly you are much more balanced than I am. And smarter. And probably a better gardener. And maybe taller. With great hair.

9:13 AM  
Blogger Coffee-Drinking Woman said...

I saw a news teaser that went something like "they LOOK like ordinary flies, and you think they are, until they bite you!)

I think your glowing-eye flies have started their offensive.

The thug deer are next.

10:46 PM  
Blogger CarpeDM said...

Bugs are bad. I avoid them at all costs. Especially since everything swells horribly when I do get bit.

The thought of there being a dracula beetle concerns me.

9:14 AM  
Blogger Jocelyn said...

Maybe an invisible unicorn that just wanted to sprinkle you with magic dust got to close and speared the hell out of your jugular?

1:47 AM  
Blogger Teresa said...

Hopefully the hungry bug's initials are not W.N.

9:42 AM  

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