a bug zapper. Maybe it's a bad gift though, because I now spend far too much time 'skeeter hunting. (By 'skeeter hunting I mean walking intently concentrated around my room searching for Mosquitos and flailing the racket around like a crazy person everytime I see movement out of the corner of my eye) One mosquito in particular, Moby Mosquito Dick. It's a big mosquito, that has not only been taking my blood to nourish and grow, but this morning, I caught the monster spitting out my blood. I'm not kidding, it was on the white "wall" shown in the picture above and when it flew away it left a spot of blood, my blood. Wasting my blood. It taunts me now and then but quickly disappears far too fast for me to get my weapon.
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