On a lighter note

Since I've emptied my spleen on you already, I'll share this: went to the library yesterday and ended up lying down on the big stone steps/porches to soak up some sun. (When at Turtle U, do as the Turtles Do) When I got up, I realized that I'd crushed about 100 redbugs under me. My entire pastel ensemble was dotted with redbug corpses. My shorts had measels on the back side (but only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side). Had to research for three hours covered in dead bugs.

I just hope these weren't the legendary redbugs from my south Georgia childhood who crawl under your skin and KILL YOU unless you paint your skin with nail polish.