mmmm, tasty

I have a problem with bug bites. I guess I must taste very good to the insect population. I was encouraged to visit the doctor yesterday after a new bite grew to alarming proportions. It was dime sized on Sunday night but when I woke up yesterday it had grown to about the size of a half dollar and it was radiating heat. Fortunately, it was not Lymes Disease as several people had suggested. Not that the doctor knew what it was. To quote him, "That looks really weird". Thanks, Doc. He drew a line around the bite area and then another line so that I could track the grow.  If the bite reaches the second line I'm supposed to run back to Student Health, great system unless you like bathing.  I've included a picture just so nobody thinks I'm being a hypochondriac.

Matt and I have settled on a place. We are going to move to a larger apartment in the same complex he's already at. We picked the two bedroom town home which boasts a good sized 1,116 square feet. We're both already swooning at the idea of arranging the furniture. Of course, I'm doing it because I'm so excited and Matt is swooning because he'd rather flip flies than arrange the furniture. Thats why we have friends. He is much more excited by the prospect of Steph and Linda coming over to help than doing it himself. We'll let everyone know when we move and the new address to send presents to.

We had a smallish BBBQ at Steph and Linda's last night. Poor Matt didn't get to go because he has lab meeting on Wednesday and needed to get things in order. He did show up later to join us at Jess's for a couple of rounds of Rock band. Steph is an awesome singer and Matt says I did a really good job of "Dead on Arrival" by FOB and "Celebrity Skin" by Hole. Here is the band: