Welcome to yoonamania where I put down the nonsense that pops up in my head from time to time. Please do not expect to make any sense out of my blatherings. It's called nonsense for a reason. Nor should you expect to enjoy any good writing. My English sucks moose ass. But I don't really care since I'm sure your Korean isn't any better. Please try to keep your expectations low and just chill like potatoes... or beets... or parsnips. Oh and yeah, don't take it seriously unless you think I think you must.

Yours truly, etc. yoonamaniac

One day last week, out of nowhere, under the blue sky, this mosquito very quietly launched a sneak-a-bite attack on my right shoulder and upper arm area. I feel my blood being sucked out of me only half the time when the bloodsucking is in progress, and this mosquito knew how to insert her proboscis without arousing any other sensation in me. I realized I got bitten, not once, but THREE times, only after the mosquito departed, obviously about to burst from the feast. I was, and still am very furious about this incident and still nursing – read scratching until I bleed – the bite wounds. Only yesterday evening, I had the opportunity to get my revenge by squashing a pair of them mating and spraying two more with my trusty lemon scented Clorox cleaner.

I have a bad feeling about this mosquito season. I’ve been already bitten half as many times as I was the last season, and the full-fledged mosquito season is not even here yet. The score is pathetic. During the last season’s battle with mosquitoes, when mosquitoes’ score was about 4, my score probably was at about 500 or so. I’m more than a little worried that this year’s battle will not be as one-sided as the last two years. I need a new strategy… Anyone? Anyone?