It was a long day at the work. I am a bit tired and moody. It is also very hot. I am sweating.

I am hot, moist, tired, and bitchy. Yuck.

We are also having a very embarrassing problem. I almost don’t want to discuss it. But I have too. It is vexing me. We have bugs up in our house. Or had?

Bugs! Fleas actually. Noticed them about a week and a half ago. Actually they were hard to miss as they were eating me alive. Flea bites are ugly too! Here we are in shorts season and my legs are covered in sores. Anyhoo, we properly freaked out and sprayed in the house and outside as well as chemicaled the cats. Seemed to make them fleas angry and a few survivors sought higher ground, namely my bed. So we freaked out some more. I laundered the sheets on the hottest settings possible, vacuumed everything, sprayed everything, and vacuumed again. We wondered where they were coming from… The cats? The outside? work? Couldn’t figure it out. Just as well, as it seemed to have passed. Until tonight. I felt something on my leg, looked down, and saw a flea. Dammit! I have no new bites, thank gawd.

So here I go spraying some more poison about the office. Richard thinks they are pretty much confined to this area right now. I, however, am pretty sure they might come home on my socks from work. Or Richard’s. Or both. We work with the filthy public all day in an enclosed carpeted place. I know that I have seen fleas at work. The brazen little things were on the top of a frequently used desk. Bastards! The bugs hop onboard and commute home with us to their doom. This house has to be pretty toxic to a variety of insects at this point.

Ew. I have to go shower now. And seep. I go back into my bug-infested place of employment at oh five hundred hours yo. (Is that 5 AM? I meant 5 AM...) I am wearing the OFF instead of cologne tomorrow. 

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Keeping up with two blogs on a daily basis is a tough chore, let me tell you!

It’s Shel again from orangelounge.ca, keeping things going around here at dp.com. I had spent some time earlier doing important research to keep things on topic, but I am currently on Rikz’s (the manfriend’s) computer, and therefore I cannot post anything whatsoever on Paris Hilton.

I’m sorry, Daniel. I’ve failed you! I’m a terrible guest blogger.

However, I can fill you in on an important tidbit: I went back to the gym tonight! After two months of not going and gaining back ALL the weight I lost. Boo :( However, I expected to have a pair of burning lungs after 20 minutes of cardio, but I was only a bit out of breath. And really sweaty.

Rikz enjoyed that part a lot. :D But I’ll stop before I get too TMI for you.

Anyways, dear dp.com readers, I hope I can keep you sufficiently entertained in Daniel’s absence. I miss him already!

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