I've always liked singing. But I'm not allowed to sing in karaoke places by my coworkers anymore. They say that my singing "demotivates" then even though it's not a competition.
(Although the last time I sang at a party, I won the karaoke contest with Bohemian Rhapsody).
I had a recipe that needed cultured buttermilk for it, but I couldn't make it. Figures that there's never been any buttermilk that has gone to a museum!
At first, the cold opening scene was rather weird, but then, it just got weirder...
In moments like these, being completely unable to relate to Wakamiya is something I don't really like (most of the time, I'm perfectly okay with that inability).