Sitting here itchy.

Sitting here, itchy, trying to figure out what bit me, I'm looking disdainfully at my cutey street rat of a puppy, wondering.

Gabriel thinks it was a Zancudo... Zancudo... Zancudo. I can't stop saying this word. It looks like a bright green mosquito. Here is a picture of a Zancudo... Zancudo... on an eyeball:



All I know is that I had a little hot flash, I looked at my arm to see a hot, puffy mosquite bite, with a smear of reddy welts coming out of it. As of right now, the bumps have traversed the nipple zone, through the armpit forest, and are slowly pulsing onto my other arm. I -think- it's following a vein.

Chile really hasn't felt exotic until right now.