Tokyo is just so bizarre, man.

Last night, I met up with my buddy in Jiyugaoka for some beers. He lives near there and is therefore the man-in-the-now when it comes to food and beer.

The first place was kind of gay. They had a lap dog section, where J-Yuppies can go with their gay little dogs. We opened the door and were greated by a chihuahua about the size of a golf ball yipping at us. "Fucking gayyyyyyyy!" I thought. We had a beer and ate some onion rings. When paying, they had "doggie cakes" at the register. "What's up with this?!" I asked. He then informed me there is a shop that specialises in cakes and snacks for lap dogs in the area. How cute.

Next, we went to this place where another buddy of ours got so drunk we apologised while they were kicking us out. It looked like a hole in the wall. Something between a dumpster and the Skanktuary on Queen St. It was packed! Excellent food and good beer.

We then grabbed some tins at the convini and finished off the night complaining about Japan, shit movies, work and the amount of insane people that are around.

As if on que, an 80 year old man chuffing on a cigaret walked by with a white T-shirt with "Disco Sucks" written on it.

This place never ceases to amaze.