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2004-09-06 - 5:06 p.m. Rain on Saturday I never know what to say.
(We're singing 'Sukiyaki'... at least, I'm making them sing 'Sukiyaki'. You may have heard it before. The first line of the song is: It's all because of you/I'm feeling sad and blue...) (Quick interjection. They're playing the theme song to fucking Sailor Moon in here right now. 'Miracle Romance'. Good thing I have my walkman?) As the night rolled in, however, the typhoon fianlly got around to rolling into the city. And it rained something harsh. Pregnant cats and dogs, I believe. The picture above is that of Shibuya during the early worse. (Notice the little whirlpool near the bottom? That's the drain.) You know, I took at 7:30 pm, it was dark by then, but I think I added too light to the picture...
As for myself, I ended up with so much water in my shoes just from taking that picture that I could have filled a pitcher. Not that I would drink that water... And I will say one more thing. I looked damn good in my pink top. Soak, certain. Hair ruined by the weather, no doubt. But the pink umbrella only added emphasis to my hotness. At least, I think it's hotness. Maybe it was more like 'hot mess' by the time I got home. The Past - Guestbook - The Future, Too |
Saturday, I finally went into Tokyo after the long time away. It wasn't for anyparticular reason, I believe, except for a CD I needed to get ASAP for the junior high this week.
Most of the people... the sane ones, mind you, were hiding near store doors and entrances, trying not to get soaked/electricuted.