Death to those who annoy me

At about 1:50 this morning, a mosquito (better know to faithful readers as sky leeches) attacked me. It got in two good bites behind my ear before I woke up, which turned out to be a strategic mistake, because I was then in as much of a mood for blood as the sky leech. The little parasite took it, and I wanted it back with interest. Still though, I didn’t want to bother Mary Ann, so I used the LED flashlight built in to her cell phone to try and track the thing down.

I wonder what goes through a woman’s mind when she wakes up at two in the morning to find her husband using her cell phone to inspect the walls. Mary Ann is very patient.

Anyway, she told me to just be done with it and turn on the light. After a few moments of searching, I found the little beast and started my attack run. The closest weapon at hand happened to be Mary Ann’s pillow. Please see paragraph #2.

I’m proud to say that I brought death to my adversary in one blow. On a biophysical note, I found it interesting that I didn’t actually swat the little pestilence with the pillow, but somehow managed to kill it anyway. There wasn’t a smear on the wall, or a body squished on the pillow, but I later found the entire mosquito rendered lifeless on the bed, fully intact. Dead from my lethal thought beams no doubt.

Lebanese taxi drivers, you have been warned.