I do a lot of complaining these days...

Or maybe not enough, because haven't updated this in a while. August was too much fun of a month, where for three weeks I was struggling to get internet, got into a car crash, and dealt with getting the apartment into my name, along with the bills.

The first only relates to the rest in the sense that I was unable to communicate during the exact moments of these things taking place.

As far as the car crash goes, I didn't hit anybody else's car. I passed out at the wheel for half a second on a twisty bit of resort road and hit a tree. I know I'm lucky to be alive, even if I'm still recovering from that. Many thanks go to Camwyn, for sending me the much-needed and still in use re-useable ice packs. Recovery is fun.

However, for the past two weeks I've been getting random bug bites showing up on my arms and legs. At first I attributed them to mosquitoes, having to walk or ride everywhere does tend to increase your exposure to the less savory aspects of the outdoors. Especially in summer, when it's hot and muggy and all the insects are fucking hatching left and right.

However...lately I've noticed new ones showing up in the morning. Little red itchy clusters of different bites, grouped together. Just a few moments ago, I found an odd bug crawling off of me and squashed it.

I should not find red in a squashed bug. Finding that sort of bug in my bedroom, several hours after I've been outside, is rather alarming, especially given that it wasn't shaped at all like a tick.

I know that I should not Google things at 2-oh-fuck-you-clock in the morning.

I think I've got bedbugs.

>.<

How the fsck did I get bedbugs???