There’s a gnat floating around my office at work right now, and I’m too squeamish to squish it dead, so I’m blowing in its direction, hoping that it’ll cast it away from me and out of my life.

It’s not really working, because these things are quite good at flying, so I’m basically blowing into the air every ten second or so, all around me, while turning in circles.

I must look like a fool to anyone who walks by.

More than usual.