Poison Air

I'm being poisoned . . . seriously. Landlord is having some sort of treatment on the drive. He called me over the din, apologised for disturbing my work, said treatment will take one hour and we need to stay off the drive for three hours after that . . . I'm confined to my apartment and I had plans, places to go, things to do. I had to close all the windows to keep the smell down, but still the fumes are terrible. Please testify on my behalf at the coroner's inquest.

Mood: light headed, dizzy, sickly
Drinking: water
Listening To: quite the fucking racket outside
Hair: laundered and pulled high