Bryanna and the City

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

If I don't blog tomorrow, call an ambulance...

My vision is becoming blurry and I'm finding it hard to breathe. This guy is outside my window trimming the big hedge that surrounds the front yard of my place and his crazy gas powered trimmer thingy is leaking fumes into my room. How gross is that? It's like there's a running lawn mower in my bedroom! I guess I could get up and close the window, but my legs have become numb and I'm feeling a little dizzy....he..l...p!