imprisoned in the guest house

I am here until october 4th. I am paying 100 yen to use the computer for 60 minutes. I am surrounded by Germans. The washing machine growls like a crocodile. Today I overslept by an hour and was 20 minutes late for work. I am seldom late for work. This place wouldn't be so bad if I were on vacation. But I ain't. Today I noticed one really hot girl and one super-cute girl had moved in. Somehow that makes living here worse. Does that make sense. Now their are a bunch of foreigners too. It was just me and the crazy people who might be Korean who chant and then collapse. I want to wear a hat that says "I'm workin here."

I went to Cafe Du Monde in Kyoto Eki last night. Yes. That sentence was correct. It is so weird. It has this fake lattice work with New Orelans street sings. It closes at ten. The last time I was at Cafe Du Monde-the real one-it was the morning after Christmas with Mom and Tommy. The one here has paper cups. Fucking fakers. If it isn't anytime of day and you aren't dodging bird shit.....plus the waiters aren't Vienamses. And this is Asia.