Oh Mrs. Mosquito, Where did it all go wrong? Why did you leave me?
It might have been the cold, the brrr brr brrrr colder than cold - the freezing nights.
Or, perhaps, it has been a (para)sitde effect of me moving house. After all, I'm now residing in a village 5km away. I distanced myself from the place where you, your daughters, your sisters, your aunts, nieces and other flying, female family members loved to visit me and my guests, at night, to torture us in what was supposed to be our sleep.
I learnt, somewhere, that you and your bloodthirsty race have a maximum flying radius of about 300 meters from a water source, and I'm not talking about running water.
Since a week or so, I'm living where stagnant water is unavailable. The closest water source, 100 to 200 meters or so away, is a river. No breeding ground for you folks, all in all.
The reason for your absence in my life, these days, could also be due to me not having sent you my current address.
I don't plan to do this, ever.
In all honesty, I don't actually miss you.
It's more like remembering you in a somewhat nostalgic way, while enjoying the contrast between the now and the past.
Us humans tend to only 'miss' the things that we don't have, and sometimes it's not even actual missing, more like an itch connected to a phantom limb that we didn't enjoy anyway, back when we still had it.
When my current apartment was first shown to me, the insect screens in front of ( half of ) the windows, delighted me. Those alone were worth a sizable chunk of my rent.
On Eating Bugs
The World Economic Forum might try to push us towards eating insects, in the not too distopyiantant future:
You will eat ze bugz
and be happy
but that doesn't mean that I will buy into that.
I will avoid whatever's pushed onto me, as much as I can, unless I actually feel like it. As in:
Today I really crave some minced maggots in my ( formerly known as ) meatballs!
Then again, it might be better for us to eat ze bugz than having ze bugz eat us.
That brings me back, one more time, to you - Mrs. Mosquito - my parasitic friend, for lack of a better word.
You seem to be feeding on other people and animals, these days, and that is totally fine by me.
In fact, I apparasite appreciate that very much. It's just that I thought that I would send you a message and it might be fun to receive a message of you, in return.
And this time not buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzed into my ear, at night.
I hope you aren't too buzzy to reply.
Your friend,
Hypersensitivosaurus
If you wonder who the **** I'm referring to here:
Mrs. Mosquito is a character in my Hypersensitivosaurus stories/ dinoverse. Someone I might one day dedicate an entire book to, although I prefer not to give her too much attention ( she's a parasite, after all, whether she wants to be one or not ).
Previous Mrs. Mosquito ( and Hypersensitivosaurus ) stories,from latest to eldest:
Catching up on some much needed Sleep - Tired of Mrs. Mosquito
More Mrs. Mosquito
Mrs. Mosquito
Dinosaur D Day
A Raptor's Reverie
And last but definitely not least:
Mrs Mosquito - Another Hypersensitivosaurus Story
Ah, wonderful!
Glad that Mrs Mosquito didn’t follow you to your new place!
She and her friends have been a real problem in the van, not too much for me but for the man, they love him too much. I got quite efficient in killing them actually, which I’m not really proud of but it’s been necessary to protect my family.
They are a real mystery, aren’t they. Still don’t know why they like some people better than others. I wonder if there’s something to learn from them.
Anyway, glad that you could escape <3
The question is do they like you when they suck you dry or do they dislike you and are they just bugging you ;<)
🤗
Right, it also works the other way around XD
Hahahaha this made me feel so much better. I enjoyed it so much and it made me happy to know that someone out there in the world is enjoying NOT being eaten by those little monsters. I on the other hand am not so lucky and still am entertaining regular visits from Mrs Mosquito and her evil kin.
Enjoy every second of silence you get 😁
Making people feel better is one of my missions, so happy to hear this. Comments like these motivate me to continue with my stories and perhaps actually make an entire Mrs. Mosquito book , one day.
Believe me, growing up in Gouda, The Netherlands ( pretty much built on a swamp ), mosquitoes have bugged me since I was a little boy.
I wish you luck to get those little buggers out of your life!
Apparently the two words: "Een Mug!" ( Dutch for A Mosquito )
were some of the first I uttered ( aged 2? )
My late grandma liked to bring up that story :<)
Awww that's too cute. Clearly they were a very big (albeit small in size) part of your life.
I am encouraging you to continue with your stories, I enjoy them very much.
Thank you! I appreciate it :<)
I have been working on these stories since early 2020, but the original Hypersensitivosaurus idea/ character came to me in October 2019.
xx
Just think of how much the birds love them.
You didn't like it to be sucked by a female? Why did you kill them, when you didn't like it? You should try to talk with them first...crazy serial killer. Maybe they could improve. I am not going to watch slasher movies with you anymore ;)
This Mrs. and her female family members tend to suck the wrong body parts.
What about an evil doll movie instead? I already selected one.
So what you are trying say? That you are actually a real doll??
Mom...my!
Yes indeed, buzzy buzzy muzzy keetos are not something to be missed. At least you can see the little brutes. The Scottish equivalent is much smaller!
Yeah, I sure can see them, when it's light
but the noise is the worsiest.
You guys have gnats right?
They are nasty little buggers indeed! Do they make a sound too?
I don't remember but I have seen them in several countries, also in Scandinavia. They love to hang around lakey areas!
Sometimes I wonder what the purpose of mosquitoes is, probably to feed birdies or, possibly, just to parasitize on others ( a metaphor for ... )
We call our gnats midges. Tiny little dots that do make a high pitched whine as they whizz past you. Except, make that hundreds of whines as the fly in flocks of several hundred!!!
Ah. midges, not to be confused with midgets.
That much whining around you must be terrible. It sounds like the average village pub on a Sunday morning.
Hahah, It might just be dull groans and moans from a village pub on a Sunday morning!
Midges are the WORST!!
I dont think that anyone would disagree there. Its the fact that its never just one but a cloud of them, blurgh!
Still, I had my best meal in Scotland thanks to midgies. I can't recall if I've written about it before....
Ooo, I didn't know that. What was it?
Those dirty bitches, the mosquitoes! I hate them all, and they can burn in a big pot of acid the fuckers. I don’t care if they are good food for bats, they are assholes through and through.
I too will not eat the bugs, I refuse and will absolutely not comply with that horse shit!
Oohhhh. I'm feeling some deep hatred here ;<)
Never ever eat horseshit haha!
One got to live another night for no other reason than I missed it when it landed on me and made me itchy the first time. But at least it didn’t bug (😭) me when I was actually trying to sleep which had also happened.
Yay for no skeetas at current location 😄
I once read that if you try to swat them away when they're drinking, they might need to get you thrice.
And only once, if you let them get their fill. The latter is the hardest part though, especially if there's a bunch of them.
Only ZEN masters can let a mosquito do his thing with them and not care ( me thinks )
Yes, I'm blessed not to have skeetas around
although I'm woken up/ kept up, at night, by all kinds of (small) city noises nowadays haha!
I have tried being zen about things but they reflexively die when they're on me (because I SWAT first and ask questions later). Unless I miss which is also a thing that happens in which case they can either not make that mistake again or keep playing with fire XD
I managed twice to actually let them sting me, in my bed, on my forehead but never more ( said the raven ). It's too much too handle for a hypersensitivosaurus...
Hahaha - but they will sell you the bugs, which you will eat on a plate you have rented from Buggle (the largest corporation in the world that sells insect no one knew anyone wanted), and wipe the bug juice off your chin with a napkin that you bought from them, in your rented house, with the flyscreen sold to you by Buggle, and the ketchup, made from cockroaches, proudly displaying the word 'Spicey Buggleracha' and you will smile and wonder: why did I never enjoy bugs before? And in the top offices of Buggle Inc, the CEO smiles, rubbing his six hands together in glee.
You can buy six packs of bugs for the price of five if you subscribe to monthly bug delivery, or the yearly subscription means you get eight packs fortnightly, delivered to your door. Just sign on the dotted line. No refunds.
When I put 'you will eat bugs and be happy' into Midjourney, this is what it came up with.
I enjoyed your story ( was that your creativity, not AI? )
and the first couple of AI pics.
The latter not so much. They kind of creep me out haha, eventhough or - perhaps - because I re-watched Cronenberg's The Fly, recently.
Big hug!
Of course my creativity, the AI isn't as funny as me 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Yes, sooooo creepy!!!! But fun...
That's what I thought.
When AI gets funny too, I also have a problem
and AI will have a problem with me!