the girl who used to dance on fire and brimstone (whiskyinmind) wrote,
the girl who used to dance on fire and brimstone

I've just killed my strimmer. So I was out, gardening, having decided that on one of the sunniest days of the year so far it would be a good plan to wear black... but I digress. I was out, having decided that since the grass has gotten so long it's actually fallen over under it's own weight that using the lawnmower wouldn't be a good idea. So I brought out the strimmer (I guess weed whacker is the US equivalent?) and plug it in, get it going and things are going great. I've got my walkman on really loud so I can justify ignoring all the "helpful" comments from passers-by when there's this melty plastic smell and the whole thing cuts out on me ...

I've only done about a third (and that's being generous) and now I'm going to have to sit and wait till it cools down and give it a go later on. Crap, the one day I actually wanted to do it as well...
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