Mosquito

If I lived in China and we could name this summer after something from the animal kingdom, this year would be the Summer of the Mosquito.

The blood sucking females are feasting on my flesh and telling their friends about me as though I am some new restaurant everyone has to check out.

I take great joy in squashing one of these blood thirsty villains and causing them to arrive at an early death.

Such are the simple pleasures of summertime.