Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes...Knees and Toes!

Those would be a start to some of the places I have been bitten by the ultra-guerilla, ultra-vicious wickedly evil mosquitoes bent solely on my destruction. Then there's my fingers, forehead, heels, and ears. Yes, I was bitten on the top of my ear by one of these sadistic fuckers. It's like they're not even after blood, because they're avoiding the juiciest places (thighs and ass) and instead it's like they're biting me in the worst places out of pure malice.
I haven't had a decent night sleep in weeks because as soon as the lights go out (apparently they operate only in the dark, leaving me in peace during the day, hiding and planning their nighttime raids) they start attacking. I'm tormented by their whiny little buzz while I try to sleep; the same buzz that alerts me to their presence, but alas, as soon as I switch on the light the crafty sonsabitches have hidden. And I'm not kidding, they're hiding. I've found them under my bed table, in the ceiling corner and even on dark splotches on my maps.
It's as if the colder weather has made them desperate; they know it's only a matter of time before the first freeze takes them out so there's no point in "fattening up for the winter" with blood from the juicy places; no, they've decided if they're goin' out, they're goin' out blastin.