scrawls.

scrawls

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31.8.04

Other people - less profane people, probably - call them love bugs. Or honeymoon flies (which since they're flies is probably more accurate.) But.

they're everywhere. And they're fucking. Nonstop. i think they get stuck that way. they swarm in huge masses and get into my car, inevitably, because i have to leave the windows open just enough so that the car isn't baking, and then they get in through the half-inch-open windows and have sex on the seats and then it gets too hot for them and they die there. They're disgusting. and now i learn that every time i drive through a swarm of them (which has happened every time i drive my car for the past week and a half) and they all squash on my car, they're actually eating through the paint. Fuck. Ugggggg, i have to wash my car. Uck uck freaking uck. And they're not supposed to go away for another two weeks at least. What a pain. Honeymoon flies, my ass - they're FuckingBugs.

and really, what they sort of remind me of - at least the effect one gets in the car - is a big, fat-flaked snowstorm at night (for those of you still up in the frozen North), with your brights on and shit flying at you from all directions.

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