...With my lawnmower. I'm in a rather bad shape and gave in and agreed with hubby not to join the hunt today. Since I'm no good at doing nothing I decided to get the lawn mowed the last time before winter, but that evil piece of machine wont start>_>. I've been at it so long that Major Pain decided to go to war against me. The battle is raging in my upper right arm and Pain's army is now moving toward my shoulder. What Major Pain does'nt know is that I've got a secret weapon; 4g of ibux *MUAHAHAH!* The Empire of Cara strikes back!
...I'll get that lawn even if I have to chew my way through every straw!