Just when everybody thought it was safe to assume I'd never emerge from my heroin-addict-level of torpor, I suddenly started accomplishing things yesterday. The tree I cut down to a stump in the front yard came back with a vengeance, resurrecting itself into a 15 ft. tall bush in the few months since the original deed. It was blocking out the view of most of my front yard, and therefore the necessary guilt feelings to ever accomplish anything outside again, not to mention stealing valuable minerals from my soil.

It was once again Chainsaw Time.
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While wandering my back yard yesterday, my mother heard what could only be described as an ominous creaking noise. Upon further investigation, it was revealed that a huge branch of one of my ash juniper trees had partially broken at the crook of the tree, and was just *waiting* to come down, partly on my bedroom. The branch is about 30 feet long, and about 10 inches across at it's biggest point. I'm working on putting together the story of my co-op, so I decided to record the audio of the whole experience for use on the website. My roommate was just leaving, so I was without help for the rest of the day, and the situation was clearly dangerous enough to require immediate action.
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