Know What I Hate?

Yeah, I bet you are expecting a marathon post with a title like that. But nope, I'll keep this one short and nasty.

I hate ticks. Nasty little blood sucking, disease carrying nasties.

I scratched my neck earlier tonight and felt something, when I looked at it, it was a tick with legs all squirming and sick. And yes, I have checked myself for other ticks and found none. And this one wasn't even latched on, just crawling around looking for a spot.

And now I will spend the rest of the night feeling phantom ticks all over me. Damnit.