Adventures of Trrrtle Grrrl

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The City of Ann Arbor can bite my bleedin ass

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So, I'm housesitting for a friend, right? I go to leave his house to go to my house so I can pack, since I'm moving out of my place at the end of the month. On my friend's door is a notice from the Ann Arbor police department saying that my friend's grass is too long. I get the lawnmower out and start mowing. Then it stops. I fiddle with it a bit more, then it stops. I call my friend, he doesn't know what to do. Said he worked on it a couple of weeks ago and it was fine.

Some nice neighbor gents from across the street came over and disassembled the thing (I would have, but I couldn't find my friend's tools). All kinds of things seemed out of place. We get it put back together, it runs for about a minute, then stalls. I start it again, it runs for another minute, then it stalls. It might need oil, but I can't find any oil for the mower in my friend's house.

I put the mower away and cut the rest of the f****ing grass with some hedge trimmers. I needed to get my aggression out on something.

So much for my restful medical leave.

I swear, the world just wants to make me hurt, or something. I try to do the right thing, and it never works out.
19th May 2006, 21:28   | tags:


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