what the. . .

This post is not from my daily log that I have been keeping, but from right now. I am updating this because I am in a super messed up/normal Japanese internet cafe in Akihabara and I am using the internet so I might as well. This place is only 1000yen for 2 hours. It is around the same price as the one I went to in Gotanda but this place is so much more professional? That is not really the right word so I will explain. This is basically a porno internet cafe. The front desk, where you pay for how long you want to stay, has shelves and shelves of dvds, porno dvds. I just want to use the internet so I went to the desk, which by the way, you can only see his hands and not his face, and the guy said no dvds? I said no and he gave me a basket with a condom, lube, this canned sponge vagina thing and noise cancelling headphones. Everyone gets all of these things automatic. So now I am in the room which is actually a room and not a cubicle like the other one I went to and there is like a bed thing, I guess to take a nap? (Whatever Jacob, stop being so naive!) Anyways yeah, I feel really really weird thinking about what has happened in this room. aweoixvk;jwaoiu1s98389sdvkjlh. . .

Sorry, no pictures right now, since I do not have my card reader but hopefully tomorrow I will get to post an entry from my log.

I still have a hour and a half left here.