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Like Scott of the Antarctic
Aug. 3rd, 2010 04:28 pmDo you know what's good? Having a shower while it's raining. I mean, if it starts to rain, I won't go and have a shower. I don't like it that much. But while I was in the shower this morning, I could hear rain pelting down outside and I quite liked the layering effect of the same sound. Quite the aural experience.
In what I imagine was a humorous scene to people who weren't me, I went to the library (a short walk from my office) during my lunch break. That in itself isn't normally comedic, but today my journey was conducted in gale force winds. Wind assistance got me there in record time. Walking into the wind on the return journey, however, meant that when I turned the corner into my street, my feet were going up and down but I wasn't moving forward at all. There was a man in front of me doing the same thing. We were like Scott of the Antarctic, if the Antarctic had less snow and more Edwardian civic buildings.
In what I imagine was a humorous scene to people who weren't me, I went to the library (a short walk from my office) during my lunch break. That in itself isn't normally comedic, but today my journey was conducted in gale force winds. Wind assistance got me there in record time. Walking into the wind on the return journey, however, meant that when I turned the corner into my street, my feet were going up and down but I wasn't moving forward at all. There was a man in front of me doing the same thing. We were like Scott of the Antarctic, if the Antarctic had less snow and more Edwardian civic buildings.