damn bugs

last night i was awoken to a tiny scampering across my face. i responded as any person would, with a combination of swatting and out of bed jumping screams. apparently i pissed off the little scampering creature as he took a bite out of my shoulder and buzzed away. what was it? i wondered as i fell back to sleep, horsefly, bee, hornet...zzzz.

my anonymous enemy returned around the same time the alarm clock was slated to go off to answer my question, revealing himself as

















a damn wasp.

i am left to wonder how he found his way into my bedroom and why i have been cursed with so many stings this year. the last, of course, was at lake chelan. a bee flew up my pajamas and nailed me on my calf. ouch.