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May. 16th, 2008 07:47 pmHave I ever mentioned how much I hate lawnmowing?
Because I hate lawnmowing.
With a passion that burns in a blaze unsurpassed by the fires of the sun or even hell itself.
Especially the little wilderness that passes for our backyard. The time since it was last mowed would be better measured in ages than in months.
And there's still more to finish tomorrow.
Maaaaaaan. My weekend. It dies.
Because I hate lawnmowing.
With a passion that burns in a blaze unsurpassed by the fires of the sun or even hell itself.
Especially the little wilderness that passes for our backyard. The time since it was last mowed would be better measured in ages than in months.
And there's still more to finish tomorrow.
Maaaaaaan. My weekend. It dies.