a summer to forget

Yeah. Summer really sucks. now ofcoarse i am not talking about the beautful weather or the warmth or how everybody wants to do something.......im talking about the bugs. for the love of god the bugs! right now im sitting at work, when i walked outside earlier to get my gaseous cancer fix i looked up. i was suprised to notice 2 wasp nest above the door. note that there are 2 wasp nest....and they are different types of wasp. now you would think that 2 different types of wasp would get angry at the other one trying to take its space, but no. they dont. they would rather chase me. for no reason these things kept swarming around me like i was a budding virgin flower ripe with pollen. i was not in the mood to let them find out there was no pollen in me, just blood. so i did the manly thing, i got my brother to knock them down....not cause im scarred. he's just taller. so i come back inside thinking of my traumitizing experience and suddely weep out my shock, as i do this my brain wanders back to my house, and thinks of the comforting affects summer has had on my house as well. spiders, mice, roaches, crickets, and fly's. now i am not one to debate that my house is a living disaster, a absolute cornicopia of chaos and ick. this is my fault. but to the thought that for a second the mess that my house is somehow justifies a colony a creatures to invade my space is ludicris. my house was just as filthy in the winter, and there were no bugs, but then summer comes the time for fun in the sun, life, playing, long walks at night, and every unholy 2nd to last on the food chain, biting, crawling asshole to come out of the woodwork. summer.....i hate you.......