there's a bruise on my wrist (surprise surprise)...right where my wrist rests to type. i got it while trying to kill this moth that had found it's way into my house. i'm not gonna front...i HATE bugs. HATE. ants, i can handle if they aren't by the hundreds....flies, i'm not so scared of, they're just annoying. almost everything else...YUCK. ew. scary. yes, scary. i know there's probably nothing to be scared of, but EW. basically, i'm a bug killer...but not a very good one. and my oh so loving fiance just likes to watch me react (or freak out). had he just killed the moth FOR me (and for the record, he was closer), i would not be bruised. let's start a list -- reason #1 why winter gets two thumbs up: no bugs.