I don't seem to have any luck with mosquitoes. First of all, they find me *reeeeeeally* tasty.
Last night the temperature was beautiful. I was able to turn off the air conditioner and open all the windows. It was *great*. Great, that is, until I was woken by the loud banshee whine of the mosquito fogger in the wee hours of the morning. Ack! I closed all the windows in the basement where I was... but for some reason (nasty chemicals? being rudely awakened? purely psychological?) I had trouble catching my breath afterwards.
The last time it was nice enough for me to open all the windows? The same night the fogger was last by. Sheesh!
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