wtorek, 3 czerwca 2008

The day of birth

What happened on April 14th was utterly unexpected.
On the preceding Saturday some chocolates were delivered to the tired after a training lips of all the teammates. All the 50 stomachs. The usual state doesn't surpass a neat number of 25, so it was thanks to a brilliant idea who haunted my mind on the day of chocolate purchase - let's make everyone eat 2 chokiees. A 50 piece box was just right, one less would be not enough.

Anyway, an absolutely non-Japanese habit, giving sweets for one's one birthday. When the sentence "I brought some chocolates because of today's birthday. " crawled out of its diaphragmal source, another person's larynx took its turn expressing a doubt whose birthday was it actually.

Anyway anyway, in the meanwhile da galz offered to have a drink/dried(grilled) fish soon. On the following Monday the act of chewing the dried to bone animal that once saw the ocean had been quite suddenly interrupted by arrival of darkness in the restaurant room. A song began to float in the air, I thought I'd join it. Yet this is what came afterwards, together with a Japanese cook book plus a...em...rabbit ornamented box.


Cakemmmmmmmmmmmm


Seiko feeling like having it right then right there.


Chika, Mihoko, Keiko.

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