Mosquitoes and bunnies

There are scathes more than usual this year. Hop, hop, buzz. We are plagued by these critters--such numbers must be a signs of some event, a message or an apocalypse maybe. Maybe these signs aren't found in a religion's holy books on this particular planet, not yet anyway. Hindsight will prove me a soothsayer. 

Looking back, someone's bound to see them as signs as clearly as the chosen saw the locusts and frogs.  I was here first, people.

In other local news: air conditioning. Aaaaaaaaah.

In even more local news, my "s" button seems to have a problem.  I have to slam my finger down on it, hard, and then it sticksss. It makes my writing look like a snake's doing the dictation.



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