I am sitting on the computer, minding my own buisness, chatting with myexcuse and I feel a huge stinging on the back of my thigh. Normal reaction, I grab at whatever it is. A wasp! Ok, it's 30 degrees outside, there is a couple of inches of snow, and I get stung by a wasp! Good god. :) I murdered him though. He's been dying a twitching death for about the past 45 minutes. I've never been stung by anything before, but he must have had it in for me. He stung me through sweatpants!!