SCORE!

You know you're a total ladies' man when they literally come running to you.

That cute girl that's been wandering around outside my apartment rang my doorbell today. Her name's Chio. And, dayumn, does she know how to push my buttons or what?

"So, why have you come here, Chio?"
"I don't know. I just felt like... Like I needed to talk to you. Like... I don't know. I just feel safe around you."
"Damn, girl. Hold on, no need to get that mushy on me yet! We just met, you know? I mean, I know I'm a total stud with washboard abs, but, no need to make things awkward!"


We sat down and talked for a few hours. She has no home, and no memory (What is it with Japanese girls and amnesia around here?). "Every day, I wake up just remembering my name," she said. "I don't even remember what happened yesterday."

I'm letting her stay in my house until I can figure out what to do with her. Hope she doesn't eat all my top ramen.