I neglected sleep for this??

My strip of cynacism needs to be a little wider, or my optimism a little narrower. Ugh. I should’ve come home after Bagus, had nice little fantasies about the two cuties I met there, and slept the happy dreams of someone who is, well, happy. Instead, like the stupid puppy I am, I follow said two cuties to next bar. First cutie, not bi. Strike one. Second cutie, I dunno. What can I say…I’m in Japan – there’s no competing with the Japanese chicks here. Every gaijin boy has one, or ten. Why go for an independent, strong, individual gaijin woman, when you can get an insipid, eager-to-please, good-for-the-ego Japanese chick. Hello?!? Memo to libido. This ain’t the arena for you, m’gal.
Okay, so yeah, I’m being too harsh. Not all Japanese chicks are like that, and I’ve even quite liked some of the girlfriends I’ve met…but please, _so over_ the whole gaijin guy/Japanese girl thing.
Needless to say, the Japanese guys aren’t exactly hammering down doors to gaijins houses – they know a good deal when they see one, and most are not about to ‘downgrade’. A woman who speaks her mind, a woman interested in just sex and not catering to your every whim in views of acquiring marriage? Puh-lease.
Ugh. I’m too riled to be writing this. I need to go to bed, get some sleep and remember next time I optomistically lay eyes on someone, that I don’t have a hope in hell as long as I’m living here, and as such, am better off going home to some quality reading/sleeping/me time.