Fucking ridiculous first night / day back in Tokyo. Went to 50 yen beer my first night back, got a little sloppy. It was snowing, so some trains were delayed / cancelled, one of which "happened" to be this girl and her friend's line. So said girl asks if she can stay at my apartment. I've known this girl for a little bit, she works at the Chipotle rip-off I frequent. Being drunk and also a nice guy, I say sure. We get to Shinjuku Station (my stop), and her friend fucking
disappears. So I'm drunk and not connecting the dots, so I say "that's weird," and since the weather is miserable we hop in a cab. Bam. At my apartment, this girl is all over me, I just want to sleep since I had been up for 35 HOURS AND AM FUCKING TIRED FROM FLYING ALL DAY, she sleeps in my bed, wakes up and goes to work in the morning. I text her that I'm seeing someone and that I don't want that noise to happen again, and she declares that she is crying and unable to work. I reply "Are you serious?" No reply, I'm assuming everything is cool. SMH at Japanese melodramatic phantomness.
ASIDE FROM THATBeing on break is the best. The biggest quandary of any given day is deciding what to eat. The lady is back in town tonight, getting boy band drunk tonight on 50 yen beers (which will no longer be 50 yen in May :'( :'( :'(), house party tomorrow night.
Also, cannot stop playing Bayonetta.