but i hate the way my stomach feels afterwards.
but i hate the credit card bill.
but i hate the alarm in the morning. are you getting the pattern here? good. because here's the point:i love spring. i love the warmth and the smells and the sounds. i love the growing hum of life, the colorful palette of growth, and the smell of the not-too-cool night wafting through the window. i love spring. but i hate the bees. and they are everywhere right now. bumblebees and wasps and yellowjackets and hornets and bees that i've never even seen before. i guess they are all buzzing about looking for a summer home, but in the meantime they think its funt o divebomb whatever humans are withing their crazy insect sight.
i have blogged before about my fear and loathing of las abejas, so i guess i don't need to go through it all again, but suffice to say that if you were to spy on me during these days, and if i happened to be in the gloriously warm outdoors at the time of your spying, you would think that i was suffering from some kind of seizures because i would likely be flailing about and uttering unspeakable curses like i've got a bad case of turrets. and you would most likely abandon your stealthy slying and begin laughing at me. you and the bees. thanks. thanks alot.
i like laughing. but i don't like when the entire insect world is laughing at me.