So this morning I was outside of work talking to some co-workers about something and I kept feeling a bug crawling on my arm. It was very annoying, even though I kept trying to brush it off my arm on my shirt and pants, the stupid thing seemed to flit back on my arm. I tried to swat it a few times with my hand as I kept talking, but it just kept coming back.
For some reason, as I swatted and swiped my arm against my shirt and pants, my co-workers were getting these strange looks on their faces, so I looked down at my arm and realized that a scab from a small puncture I had gotten from Meeshka during one of her storm freak outs had started bleeding all over the place. Why is it that the smallest little wounds just gush blood.