An afternoon of pool with a few friends of mine, you feel like a superior omnipotent once your skills in pool are improving in nanometers; never felt so great in my life. Pretty get the hang of it once you practice more, that is… if there are anymore further holidays for me to kill time and to gather buddies for tiny gatherings such as that.
Night I spent a night with homemade cheese/chocolate fondue with Mike & Lily; one of those random ideas that flashed through your mind once in a while but we never seemed to bother about it. So I asked Lily “come let’s do a fondue at Jun’s place this Friday night!” We did manage to realize it, only at a different location and minus Jun out of the equation.
The sinful gluttony of dipping baked bread in warm, fragrant cheese with wine. Perfect concoction to please every taste bud, it must be the blue cheese effect but Mike insisted that it was the wine that was performing it’s magic. Just like the fondue stand, it has this therapy effect, lazing around on my room’s floor carpet with thick fluffy blankets, satisfying ourselves with a mouthful of cheese and bread. When we got sick of that, we melted bitter/sweet chocolate in milk and have ourselves chocolate fondue instead. Fork a banana in it and the feeling gets all your nerves and taste buds voraciously orgasmic. Bananas and chocolate, nothing beats them I swear.
Not forgetting the series of music from the 90’s, now that’s what you call heaven.
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