Train. Work. Biga Bosso. Train. Sleep. Repeat. Is this it? Is this the grand adventure? I am wearing my sharpest 1950s suit today and nobody even noticed. I am a stylish ghost haunting the Tokyo metro. I need a change. I need a shock to the system. Maybe I’ll get a tattoo. Or just eat spicy ramen until I hallucinate. Probably the second one. It’s cheaper.
Merry Christmas! I’m stuck on a damn train. DAMN TRAIN! DAMN AIRPORT VAN! Everyone looks so depressed. I’m wearing a vintage red tie, trying to bring the cheer, but these people are vampires. Energy vampires! Biga Bosso gave us a “holiday bonus” which was literally just him not yelling at us for ten minutes. W00T! Best boss ever! I’m going home to talk to my laptop. Don’t contradict me! *smack!*