I've been relatively free lately, so the other day I went to a movie with Shingo. We saw "Shuri." I took him to a curry shop that I knew of and paid for both of us, so he treated me to the movie. It'd been a while since the two of us had done something together. We had a "What are Tsuyopon's dreams?" kind of conversation. "What do you want to do?" "I can't decide." "Singing? Acting? Variety?" "Singing's no good. I'd need a sense of pitch" (laugh). For the most part, I like that kind of conversation. Maybe because I was the closest in age to Shingo, we were always together back in the early days, and we had a lot in common to talk about. As we've grown, it's like something that was originally one tree has branched out. I often understand the things that he doesn't say. It's a relationship that doesn't require explanations or prefacing words, so we're able to suddenly have conversations about our dreams like that. It was a lot of fun. (с) эссе весны 2000-го года.
*распадается на сердечки. особенно от выделенного курсивом*


Upd. не совсем про отп, но ладно
The Playstation 2, which just went on sale, is now in my hands. I take back my statement about having "graduated from gaming." I'm at it again these days~ (laugh). When I'm playing games, I usually have water or a beer set to one side and bring out something to snack on. But the other day, I looked in my fridge and there was nothing but some pickled plums in there. They're probably from about five years ago. I can remember making onigiri in the mornings with them while I was doing the drama "Ii Hito." I thought, "Ahh, they're the plums from back then! I wonder if they're still any good?" but when I tried one it still tasted good. Really. They're still edible. Then, when I looked in the freezer, there was a single mandarin orange. I wonder when it's from? It's in pretty scary shape. I pretended not to notice it (laugh).(c) эссе той же весны 2000-го года. Хорошая была весна
И тут сливы!