13 August, 2010

In Which I Am Invaded

Utter infestation.

There are flies, everywhere. You'd think something had died here. I perceive no foul smells, however. Nobody else has, to my knowledge, and lest this become The Rats in the Walls— with Flies!, I have nothing to worry about.

Unless, of course, gnats carry diseases. I am most displeased.

School begins next Monday and I have yet to finish Island. Ergo, I am ashamed.

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