Zach decided to organise a small BBQ at his home condo, which is a small distance away from our camp, as a sort of gathering and retreat.
For the first time, I took a ride on a friend's motorcycle, despite a subconscious thought of my parents reminding me never to ride on one. You can't blame them, but there's a fine line between safety and paranoia. Since it's a short trip anyway, I took the chance.
Zach has 2 cats. The friendlier one named Mimi.
It's かわいい! I do love cats or as Zach like to put it: pussy. Unfortunately, it's not very interactive with strangers... ._.
A funny incident happened at the condo. Do you hate vending machines that get your food stuck during it's dispensing process?
We saw a vending machine that probably did that on some poor fella who used up his money only to receive nothing. A packet of twiggies lies at the very tip, somewhat defying gravity and refusing to fall down.
For cheap thrills, we decided to try to get it. Eventually, realizing that hitting the vending machine will probably get us into trouble, one of us bought a bread packet that would hit the twiggies on the way down.
The things we do for a packet of twiggies. >_>