friskin

So today I was on the deck reading comic books, minding my own business, when a bee or a wasp or some kind of evil stinging insect decided it would be nice to sting me right on top of my big toe! Naturally, I freaked and jumped into the pool. I sat there for a good ten minutes, all the way in up to my nose, watching a dozen of these things fly around me. It was scary!

Maybe you had to be there.

Alive at Five was good. I wandered around for a while trying to find Mike Twin, and just when I was about to give up and decide that I do hate boys after all and I should just move in with Steve and be done with it, there he was! It's funny how I always run into him when I least expect it...

Got home, made a couple calls.