Today I realized a month-long dream: I had breakfast at Mister Donut (oddly enough, a Japanese chain even though it claims to be from Boston and SF Chinatown). Mmm...donuts...

I could have gone to Lawson, but I'll never look at that place the same way. Ari pointed out this group of Japanese guys that hangs out there every single night. Proof that there's not that much to do near my station at night...