OWIE!

Hewoo... I was just washing my windows, started on the one in the middle- it was easy, popped the screen out, spritzed with windex, rubbadub with a squeegee, and then I proceeded to step outside and balance on the shed that is right under my windows, when I realized that it's been taken over by a colony of bees... So I figured, y'know me, I'm not spooked by a bunch of bees, whatever, just don't step on them or spray them with windex, and it'll only take me a minute, I'll be out of their way faster than you can say "bzz"... anyway, all is good and I'm almost done, crawling back into my room, when BAZAAM I feel it, on my armpit- a little sting, and look down and this lil' guy is hanging onto me wit his lil stinger with all his might... owch. My mind is overtaken my memories of being five years old and suckin' on a popsicle and being attacked by a swarm of bees... I remember not being afraid at all, just pissed of that this little freakin' thing could pack such a punch... Anyway, I went to the bathroom and swabbed some hydrogen peroxide on it, and tried to find the little stinger, but seeing as it's on my armpit it's a bit difficult to discern whether that little black thing sticking out is the bee's weapon or just one of my pit hairs... ick. Anyway, it's nice n' swollen and red and throbby but I don't think I really have anything to worry about, just that I don't have anything else to stand on outside to get that one foot wide patch of window that I can't reach from the inside. So, my windows are... mostly clean... but a lot better than they were before... Yeah. Word.