After just paying 100 yen for 10 minutes of access, I found I could buy 24 hours of wireless access for 500 yen. Dammit. I hate when that happens.

I don’t care about the money, I’m just tired. I’ve been up for 18 and I have 2 hours until my flight leaves. Can I just say, there is nothing to do here. There’s plenty to do if duty free shopping and smoking figures highly on you to do list. There are a lot more shops and actual restaurants in the other terminal.

I’ve fired up a packet sniffer to amuse myself. Nothing so far but I have nothing but time. Maybe I’ll get password of some harried salary man. There are more than a few people on laptops but they’re all watching movies. “Come on dude; login to you bank or your email or something. Throw me a bone…”

I’m also paying close attention to the JAL mileage bank machine; I have two hours to learn enough Japanese in order to collect my miles. I guess the worst that could happen is that it would eat my boarding pass and leave me here with no place to go. At least then I could curl up on this bench and sleep.

So, if you surf pr0n in a foreign country but the pr0n is coming from a different country than the one you’re in, you’re fine right? I mean, the Japanese are pretty whacked to begin with… Roger? Biff? Anyone?