Weedwhacker

Cutting the grass is one of the tasks my roommates and I decided I should be my responsibility, mostly because I kinda enjoy it. I always loved peeling wet grass choppings after mowing from the wheels of the lawnmower, and the smell, and the general coolness of operating heavy machinery.

Our backyard is pretty small, so we just have a weedwhacker. It usually does the job. However, it's been a few weeks since I've cut grass and our backyard is starting to look like Vietnam. It's hiding a lot of dog poop that my roommate hasn't picked up (her dog). I can't really blame her. It's hard to find poop in the jungle that's our yard currently. This could be a movie or a video game--armed only with a string trimmer, girl must fight against demons such as dog poop, pieces of sticks that fly up and hit you in the face, hidden holes and obstacles, and avoid chopping cable wires, plants my roommate likes, and her own ankles.