The good news is that the hives subsided by the time I went to bed. The bad news is that my left hand is cartoonishly swollen and throbbing. It will be to my great pleasure when I exact my revenge on those stinging bastards in a spray of liquid death in a few hours. What the hell time is dusk around here anyway?
In other complaining news, I've been near campfires that were cooler than it is outside right now.
I think it's about time to make dinner. Hamburger Helper shouldn't take more than one functioning hand to make.