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Hateful Things
1. Buying expensive ginger at the yuppie supermarket (because the People's Greengrocer down on Bloor was inaccessible yesterday until about 4 p.m., thanks to the Santa Claus Parade, and afterwards it was snowing, sleeting, and blowing a gale), cutting it open, and finding it already blue inside with only a 2 mm pith of usable yellow. How hateful!
2. Today: "Winds WNW 47, gusts to 61 km/h (30-37 mph)." I could manage biking to work in the daytime; returning at night on possibly newly icy streets is antsy making. But equally, walking on certainly icy sidewalks and taking the crowded rush hour subway is also antsy-making. Winter, boo.
3. Shirts still smell, arbitrarily and causelessly.
4. (see 2) The wind crept around in the dirty town and sneaks in through all the cracks and windows that won't close/ latch completely because of settling houses.
2. Today: "Winds WNW 47, gusts to 61 km/h (30-37 mph)." I could manage biking to work in the daytime; returning at night on possibly newly icy streets is antsy making. But equally, walking on certainly icy sidewalks and taking the crowded rush hour subway is also antsy-making. Winter, boo.
3. Shirts still smell, arbitrarily and causelessly.
4. (see 2) The wind crept around in the dirty town and sneaks in through all the cracks and windows that won't close/ latch completely because of settling houses.
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