A Slice of Home...

In that I have about 20 bugbites on my person right now. Whatever's going on, it's more insidious and worse than blackfly season in Maine. I think I've been getting them while sleeping, because I don't see 'em. I look hilarious and pockmarked right now, and it's not just because I haven't found a place to get my hair cut yet.

And now, some haiku or senryu, or whatever, in response to recent events:

PeopleSoft ruling
Fortune beams a glowing smile
On employee stock.

High school reunion
Five years-- what are you up to?
I moved far, far away.

Fucking mosquitoes
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die
You sons of bitches.

And scene.