I found a less noisy internet cafe. I skipped the one with the teenage boys. Quieter here, and they're playing Eleonor Rigby. Everyone around me seems sincerely busy with their online tasks and no annoying cubicle neighbors who bug me about sending their resumes. And they have a couch! Not that I can sit there while typing here, but I do like the idea of a couch and no gunshots blasting all around me.

But of course, nothing still beats surfing the net at your own home, where you can lounge on your own couch in your underwear or whatever.