YOU GUYS. I JINXED IT.

See, I said to myself as I was writing my post the other day about not having been bitten, "Great, kid. Don't get cocky." I have learned my lesson: ALWAYS TAKE ADVICE FROM HAN SOLO. :( Because sure enough, this morning I noticed a couple of what are unmistakeably bed bug bites. (On my ass, to add insult to injury.) And what really kills me is that I have no idea if I got them test-sleeping at my place on the weekend as I've been doing, or if I got them at my parent's place.

:( :( :(

I think this calls for a thorough cleaning at my parents' place just in case, but I mostly fear that this means my couch has failed its probation and has to go. Which sucks beyond the telling of it, because I fucking love that couch.

DAMNIT. And I was all set to start hanging out with people again. DAMNITALL!!!!!!