I cooked and ate soba, and then washed the pot (and cooking apparatus) in less than 40 minutes. I had soba sauce (diluted) and durian (in my defence, my father picks REALLY good durians, and anyone who hates durians must not have tried really good ones) as my accompaniment to the soba. I AM HAPPY.
I think sometimes it's the thought of doing something/having done something that makes me happier than sometimes what the act itself can. The soba I made was not as chewy as I thought (I think the ice wasn't cold enough when I first dunked the soba in after boiling it), and the accompaniments were really makeshift, but the sparkly combination of the three ideas: ME, EATING HOMECOOKED SOBA, AT HOME, makes me throw fireworks in my head. And the efficiency and ease of making this happen made it A++.
I guess with cosplay it is really something like that too? The idea of ME, MAKING AND WEARING THIS COSTUME, BEING AS KICKASS AS THIS CHARACTER AND PEOPLE KNOWING IT (well, on the assumption that they do think so of course) is really fun. This entire costumed affair which I planned in my head after watching the series and putting together manually, no matter how ghetto, has its own charm that makes me really really happy. Of course, I stand by what I told wei tyng that it's being able to hang out with people who are as funky as they are crazy that makes any event enjoyable, and this cosfest was the best yet just because of that very reason, on both days, because being able to belly laugh around friends is the best thing ever X3
cheerios~<3
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My brothers' cupboard~