Call me nutcase...
No, really.
I actually spent one hour and a half reading a thesaurus.
I went to the bookshop yesterday because I needed an Italian-Spanish dictionary and an English Thesaurus. I just wanted a pocket one... but then I saw it: Roget's Thesaurus. Burnt orange hard-cover, terracotta-coloured spine, 1232 pages full of English words. It sat there on the shelf near a similar book of quotes (which will be mine in the very near future).
I pratically pounced.
And then I sat on the floor, for an hour and a half, reading it until the clerk asked me if I could move to one of the chairs because I was blocking the aisle.
Seems my book-addiction is degenerating. As is my obsession with English.
I actually spent one hour and a half reading a thesaurus.
I went to the bookshop yesterday because I needed an Italian-Spanish dictionary and an English Thesaurus. I just wanted a pocket one... but then I saw it: Roget's Thesaurus. Burnt orange hard-cover, terracotta-coloured spine, 1232 pages full of English words. It sat there on the shelf near a similar book of quotes (which will be mine in the very near future).
I pratically pounced.
And then I sat on the floor, for an hour and a half, reading it until the clerk asked me if I could move to one of the chairs because I was blocking the aisle.
Seems my book-addiction is degenerating. As is my obsession with English.