view of the room, so fancy!
those eeky pesky bed bugs that can follow you home and infest your bed and home??!! omg i was so worried i kept googling the differences between bed bug bites and mosquito bites and it was really unclear. both bites look similar but bed bug bites should be tinier/pimplier/redder and have no center bump the way mozzie bites do...
What are you...bed bug bites, mosquito bites or just some other bite?
then i got back to the hotel and by then the bites have progressed to this stage:
Uh-oh...looks worse than before...
So now the bites are no longer just itchy, but have become painful and itchy. bah! they look more like mozzie bites now, or some other bites that cause some allergic reaction of sorts...
i complained to the hotel people, they came by and checked the room for bugs and bed bugs but couldn't find any, i made a report and they switched me to another room. ok fine.
after i got to my new room, i looked into the bathroom and up at the light, and there it was. i was seething with vengeance and anger and hatred and such painnnn!! I've got to get you I've got to GET YOU, if not your comrade who got me so bad I've got TO KILL YOUUU!!!
so i chased it down,
and viciously stabbed at it with a tissue paper.
it repeatedly evaded my stabs.
i almost smacked it with my two hands but no, it prevails, but i'm relentless, i'm determined and my blood boils with burning vengeance, and at last with one final stab against the mirror it stopped moving. i slowly lifted the tissue paper, and there it lay, broken.
wings broken, four legs fallen, with some yellowish substance under its crushed torso and no sign of blood. it was one of at least two mosquitoes that resided in this floor, not to mention this hotel.
SUCH OUTRAGE!!!!
then i called and told the hotel it's probably mosquitoes and not bed bugs and what do i get? i get nothing but a set of painful welts on my arms that swell and make me unhappy and distract me for the next two weeks. at least.
it repeatedly evaded my stabs.
i almost smacked it with my two hands but no, it prevails, but i'm relentless, i'm determined and my blood boils with burning vengeance, and at last with one final stab against the mirror it stopped moving. i slowly lifted the tissue paper, and there it lay, broken.
wings broken, four legs fallen, with some yellowish substance under its crushed torso and no sign of blood. it was one of at least two mosquitoes that resided in this floor, not to mention this hotel.
SUCH OUTRAGE!!!!
then i called and told the hotel it's probably mosquitoes and not bed bugs and what do i get? i get nothing but a set of painful welts on my arms that swell and make me unhappy and distract me for the next two weeks. at least.
What this has taught me is there will ALWAYS be mosquitoes in DC area, even in the winter. even in a fancy hotel room. argh. and that even after you've taken revenge, it's never really sweet because the harm is done - i'm hurting forever (or for the next two weeks), and the mosquito is dead forever. it's not even the same mosquito that attacked me, so well. violence never solves any problem (other than avoiding more mosquito bites)...











