When I went outside to water my one lowly basil plant (don't ask--I killed the rest), it was cooler outside than in. So I opened the door to let things air out a bit, realizing that it represented a trade-off between refreshing fresh air and my arch nemesis, the mosquito.
My legs itch tremendously.
Effing mosquitoes.
My legs itch tremendously.
Effing mosquitoes.