Itchy.

[sunshine_queen]

I have twenty-two mosquito bites. TWENTY-TWO. 22. That many. On my legs and feet. From just a few hours in a skirt at Carol's party. Let me just say that it's like, humanly impossibly for me not to scratch every few seconds. I am so, so, so itchy.

And that's after I sprayed bug spray!

Today I shopped all day with my mom and sister and had a surprisingly fabulous time. I had so much fun with my sister- which is a rare, rare event. We were so in sync all day it was both odd and awesome, but mostly the latter.

I got a fabulous, fantastic pink and white bag on crazy crazy sale at the Coach outlet, and it's big and just what I wanted, and I'm not feeling buyer's remorse, which is highly unusual for me.

Also, I've been trying to write. It's not going so well, but I'm trying.

Comments

[dollsome.livejournal.com]

Twenty-two? Oh, you poor thing. That's just . . . iiick. I hate bugs. Whole, whole bunches.

Props for trying to write. :D Which is certainly more than I'm doing. Sooner or later, I will redeem myself. Maybe.

[sunshine-queen.livejournal.com]

So! Itchy!

I don't believe you, Hannah Elizabeth. I DON'T BELIEVE YOU ONE BIT!

[snapplesons.livejournal.com]

Stupid bugs. There's a canal right behind my house, so we're like extra-mosquito'y here. It sucks. We've got lots of big, slimey, yucky frogs, too.

[sunshine-queen.livejournal.com]

Damn Florida mosquitoes.