It’s obviously been a while since I’ve posted anything. It’s been a truly unusual stretch of time. Normally I have some “dead” time to fill and the blog offers a hobby that takes up that time, but since the 9th of June (when I returned to Bangkok from my last upcountry work contract) I’ve been flat out like a lizard drinking.
It’s been partly work, but mostly play. For the first day or two I was focused on my favorite (former) go go dancer who gave me the bad news that she was planning on going back to Europe to stay with E-boy. I surprised myself by being much less depressed by that news than I would have expected. I let it go and moved on.
I have seen mf(f)ggd several times while she’s been here in Bangkok, but it’s been dinner, movies… that sort of thing. She went to dinner with me and my sister; they got along famously.
During the first few days of this week, with no work on my schedule I actually went on a driving tour of Isaan. That will get it’s own complete blog later, but while I was in Burriram mf(f)ggd called me. During the conversation she asked where I was. When I reported that I was in Burriram and heading east she told me that she was currently upcountry and suggested that we might be able to meet up. We made the effort, hooking up around 6:15 pm in the midst of a driving rainstorm. My pal and I were expecting her to jump in our pick up truck and ride to Ubon Ratchatani with us, but she was expecting us to join her and her friends for the evening.
We decided to just wave and head our separate ways, so we were together for only a few minutes on the sidewalk sheltering from the downpour.
Before she went to Isaan I had seen her here in Bangkok and she showed me a letter from the Embassy granting her a new visa to return to Europe for another six months. Good for her and E-boy. I hope they have a full and happy life together.
I believe she’s flying away next weekend, and I’ll be upcountry from Monday to Friday, so she and I are planning dinner together tonight. That should be my “goodbye” dinner with her, since I don’t expect I’ll ever see her again. I don’t plan to try to stay in touch when she leaves this time.
After those first few days back in mid-June when mf(f)ggd told me for absolute certain that she was going back to stay with E-boy I saw my sister. She and I went to Chiang Mai, which I wrote a blog about.
After that we went to Koh Samet, which was highly relaxing.
We returned to Bangkok and I set about intrducing her to many of my friends, as well as my Bangkok lifestyle.
She visited me in Australia in 2001 when I owned my own business and was fairly prosperous financially.
She had been to Bangkok before, visiting her brother-in-law who (now retired) used to be a senior official at the US Embassy in Bangkok.
My current life here is light-years removed from both my life in Australia and life in Bangkok that she saw with her brother-in-law. Sis ate street food, drank beer, went to go go bars, rode motercycle taxis, walked a million miles and shopped in steamy hot outdoor markets. She met lots of the people I know here: the Dude, Penfold, the nurse, my favorite (former) go go dancer, Smitty from the Big Mango, the snuggler and a dozen or so other people who don’t usually get named in the blog.
It was great fun, but it didn’t leave much time for blogging. After sis left I wrote about 3000 words to describe her experience here, but it was only about 2/3 of the total blog. I saved it, but have never been able to finish it.
I’d consider posting it in multiple parts but it doesn’t really lend itself to that.
The night sis left, the snuggler showed up, staying a couple days. As soon as she left, a different girl spent the night. My bed became a bit of a ‘revolving door’ over the course of a week, with girls just about taking numbers to sleep with me. It was pleasant, but cut deeply into my blogging time, especially since I was working a full time contract during the day.
That kept up from the 28th when sis left, until Sunday (the 5th of July).
On Sunday afternoon a pal and I hopped into his pickup truck and started driving north and east. Our initial destination was Burriram, but our overall goal was to see Isaan up-close-and-personal.
I took my computer with me, thinking that I’d have tons of time for writing the blog while we were there. Boy was I wrong.
We stayed busy. Driving for long stretches, but also hitting the girl areas in the evenings, the trip was fun. I’ll definitiely be posting a long blog with all the details soon. I didn’t log onto the internet during the entire trip, and I didn’t write a word for the blog.
While I was away, I agreed to let a girl sleep in my room, since I live very close to her workplace.
I came back aroud midnight on Tuesday night, expecting her to be in the room. No sign of her. I sat up doing some work until the wee hours of the morning and around 5 a.m. I was watching a movie on TV and thinking about going to sleep. I heard a key in the door and she came in the room, rather startled to find the TV on and a man in the bed.
After getting over her initial shock, she took a shower and laid down to sleep; she had about three hours before she had to get up and go to work.
I spent Wednesday sleeping, washing laundry and cleaning my room. The same girl came back to sleep at my place on Wednesday night.
She took off for work on Thursday morning and I called the snuggler. I suggested that we might go to the river for the day, and she agreed. We met at her home and took the BTS to the Chao Praya River, where we hopped a water taxi north. We got off the boat and walked to Khao San Road. She’d nver been there so we walked around a little, then sat down for a drink, and to watch the world walk past.
Once that got boring we went by taxi to the BTS and got off at Sala Daeng station. I took her to the Duke of Wellington, which is owned by the same guys that run the Big Mango Bar. My plan was to have a quick drink then walk her over to the outdoor market at Patpong.
It started raining, and then the Dude called. He was just finishing work and he decided to join us. We stayed at the Duke for a while, drinking a few pints and shooting some pool. Then the three of us moved over to Coyote Restaurant on Convent Road, were we downed two more rounds and a plate of nachos.
When happy hour ended we taxied over to Country Road on Soi Cowboy and drank pitchers of beer while listening to the excellent live music.
Around midnight the Dude headed for home while the snuggler walked back to my place with me.
She just left my home an hour or so ago.
I had to go to a business meeting at mid-day today. Normally I take my computer with me when I go. If I don’t, I make sure to log off.
Today I was about 5 minutes from home when I realized that I had left the computer turned on, logged in and connected to the internet. The snuggler would almost certainly take the opportunity to snoop into my personal shit.
I almost turned around to go back, but decided that I didn’t have time.
It was definitely a mistake not to return. After the snuggler left this afternooon I checked my computer. She got into a lot of mischief. Unsurprisingly she checked her own email and Hi-5 account, but she also trolled through a lot of my stuff. Pictures, including some photos of me enjoying my time with two karaoke girls in Ubon earlier this week were among the things she looked at.
Also, I had composed a message to a girl written completely in Thai (because she speaks no English). I wrote a draft on my computer before typing it into my phone to send as an SMS. The draft was saved on my desktop and the snuggler got into that. This was particularly incriminating because I was sweet-talking the girl (“you’re beautiful” “I want to see you again soon”… that kind of crap).
She also dug through a lot of harmless crap related to work or my private finances.
She never said a word, but she was clearly unhappy when she left today. Fortunately she didn’t think to clear the history (though if she had it would have told it’s own story) so I could see exactly what she’d been up to while I was away.
We’re not married or anything, so I don’t owe her any explanations. If anyone owes anything, she should be apologizing to me for getting into my personal stuff, but of course I set up the situation by leaving her alone in my room for three hours with a tempting target.
I don’t plan to mention it to her unless she starts bitching to me about other women.
And that bringsu us to the prestent. With a couple of hours up my sleeve I thought I’d explain why I haven’t been posting for a while.
Since I’ll be upcountry I plan to post daily during the coming week (Monday to Thursday). I want to finish and post the blog about my sister. I want to tell you all about the Isaan trip. There are some other things on my mind as well.
The one other thing I have to report is about my fitness.
Prior to my sister and mf(f)ggd arriving in Bankok I used my time upcountry to reduce my weight as much as I possibly could. I dropped nearly 5 kilos over a two week period, achieving a very low weight.
From the 9th of June to the 8th of July, with time in Chiang Mai, Koh Samet, Bangkok and much of Isaan, I gained 14 pounds (6.4 kilos). What an awful month for my weight!
The amazing thing is that after all that food and beer over 4 or 5 weeks, I feel bloated and fat. I’m STILL eleven kilos lighter than I was a year ago.
I think I’ve re-framed my expectations of myself. I feel every desire right now to reduce my eating, cut out all the beer and get into the gym. I think the healthier lifestyle — after a year of practice — has become more of a habit than the unhealthy one.
In just the past three days I’ve lost 3 pounds (a bit over a kilo) to head back towards the thinner, healthier Werewolf that I’ve been building over the past year.
The next two weeks will see me out of Bangkok, so I won’t be able to hit the gym with Penfold…. I’ll focus on reduced calories and carbohydrates instead.
Now it’s time to get dressed and head out to dinner.
Cheers.
July 11, 2009 at 7:06 pm |
Glad to have you back – in your absence I’ve been visiting Kenny’s site which appears to be one long bar-room brawl
July 11, 2009 at 7:56 pm |
Yes as DB says welcome back!
July 12, 2009 at 2:53 pm |
How do you hone in on the history of her browsing through your computer? I can understand the internet, but Word, Excel, and other software files?
Do they have a history component as well? or, is it an XP (operating system) kind of thing?
July 12, 2009 at 6:42 pm |
Risen from the dead. Great to have you back.
July 12, 2009 at 11:22 pm |
17 days between posts and I’m “risen from the dead”?!
Gee…
July 12, 2009 at 11:25 pm |
@JB: Actually I was kind of surprised but I used IE history function and clicked the right button, I guess. It showed me all the documents and photos she’d opened from my desktop in chronological history. I don’t know why or how it was captured but it was.
July 13, 2009 at 9:53 am |
you are far too nice to these girls. Checking your computer, email or phone for that matter requires at minimum a bitch slapping.
July 13, 2009 at 4:57 pm |
msb: we had words last night.
July 13, 2009 at 5:35 pm |
Is there a blog in that?
July 13, 2009 at 6:07 pm |
uh… not one that i’m gonna write
there were tears
July 13, 2009 at 7:05 pm |
@WW so the searching and looking. Was it curiosity on her part? Thais seem not to have a sense of ownership. Would she complain if you went through her stuff?
July 13, 2009 at 11:19 pm |
Okay… I o;pened the can of worms.
As briefly as I can…
The girl was the snuggler. I’ve known her for nearly a year, and she’s a good Thai girl… one who probably didn’t know that pay for play existed.
Her ideas about life and love are largely the traditional ones that Thais are raised with.
I had cultivated a relationship with her at a low level for a long long time. But it was only when I got the bad news from my favorite (former) go go dancer that she was gonna stay with E-boy that I turned up the heat with the snuggler.
After nearly a year of making my interest obvious and doing the hard groundwork, I had sex with her back in late April or early May, I guess it was. Some bright spark can check the blog to get the exact date (where’s Manny when you needd him?).
She has become an increasingly frequent visitor to my bed. Regular readers will remember that she visited me upcountry for six days at the end of May.
If you read this blog it might seem incredible, but really it’s not. The snuggler always saw me alone, and in normal environments — movies, dinner, on my way to or from work. She didn’t see me passed out in the Big Mango and she didn’t read the blog. She rather naturally took it into her head that I was a good guy.
Once we had sex, I think she was of the opinion that she was the only one. In fact, she wasn’t far wrong. I’ve said many times that I am monogomous by nature. I was haivng sex with other girls, but the snuggler has been getting the lion’s share.
And we’ve been getting closer.
Here’s how she came to snoop in my computer….
Last week something prompted me to dig out an old photo album of my childhood photos. It was in one of several cardboard boxes in my room.
I mentioned to her at the time that I had another album with more photos of my teenage years, but I didn’t know exactly where it was.
The next day, I went out for an afternoon of business meetings, leaving the snuggler alone in my room.
She called me later to say she’d done something very bad, and to beg me not to be angry. She told me that she’d looked inside my box and seen some other photo albums.
What she’d seen was one or two books that had pictures of the Thai girls I was sleeping with when I first came here on holiday. I had pics of them in various states of undress; some of them nude.
She explained htat she went looking for my second photo album… the one of me when I was a teenager.
It wasn’t just plausible, it was very likely. She had washed my laundry that day, cleaned my room, and looking for the album was a natural thing to do.
Nevertheless, she was unhappy.
I normally don’t lie… because I’m bad at it, and because I have a really bad memory and can’t keep track of lies. So I usually just tell the truth.
But I’m happy to work on the “ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies” philosophy.
The snuggler had never asked me about other women, so I had simply never told her any detiails.
Now she asked.
I told her that I had had sex with another girl last week. I talked a bit about my experience with my favorite (former) go go dancer, and what that had meant to my sex life.
She took it pretty well. But she asked if I would promise not to have sex with any other girls while I was having sex with her. I told her I wouldn’t make that promise.
She took it pretty well. I sorta expected her to disappear, but instead she kept coming back.
She slept at my place on Thursday and Friday nights. I left her alone at my place on Saturday, inadvertently giving her access to my computer.
She was feeling jealous and a little unhappy. She was filled with curiosity about exactly who I was, and she went looking for incriminating stuff on my computer.
She found it. My pal had emailed me a couple dozen photos of me and the girls in the karaoke rooms in Isaan. There I was with an absolute stunner on my lap… a photo that wasn’t a week old yet. Pictures of me dancing with the same girls.
She also fuond an SMS written in Thai that I had drafted to the same girl, saying how beautiful and charming she was, and saying that I’d love to see her again on my next trip East. It hinted that if she was interested I might invite her to come to Bangkok to see me.
There was more, but those were the most incrimitating items, especially since they were very fresh.
This time there was no confession about her wrongdoing. Instead she decided on her own that she needed to stop seeing me. I had already had the “Oops!” moment on my way to work, and realized that I’d probably left the fox guarding the henhouse, so checked my computer while she was gone.
To be truthful, what I was most worried about was that she would have read this blog. That’s why I checked the histroy. But she hadn’t found it.
So… she knew what I’d been up to. I knew that she knew. I guess she figured out that I knew that she knew.
Last night (Sunday) I called her and told her to come to my place. We had a fairly frank discussion where all the cards were put on the table.
I told her that I enjoy her company and her sex, but that I wasn’t ready to get married/settle down to one girl. I told her that I would continue asking out any girl that I found interesting, and that I would have sex with some of htem.
I told her that I didin’t expect her to go looking in my sock drawers or reading my email, checking my phone messages or any other insecure and clingy behaviour in the future.
I told her that if she didn’t want to share my affections that she should decide not to see me any more.
But I made it clear that another episode of digging through my private stuff would be met with a much harsher response from me.
I’m butterflying on you.
So, I said, you can choose. You can still see me, but stay out of my personal shit.
Or, if you don’t want to see me any more, or if you can’t stay out of my personal stuff, then we can stop right here.
Her answer was pretty unambiguos. She started kissing me and then had sex with me before she went home.
So, the snuggler is still in play and she knows exactly what the state of play is. I’ve added some password features to my mobile phone, and I’m trying to be more diligent about logging off my computer when I’m not using it.
In the circumstances I understood her behaviour. It was driven by jealousy, uncertainty, fear, anger and curiosity. There was a lot of negative emotion that made her feel hurt.
I don’t think she should have gone through my computer files but I think that the action was predictable, understandable and — for me at least — forgivable.
But not repeatable.
Hope that answers any questions.
WHere’s gavinmac by the way? I need some more intrusive questioning about the details of my life and decision making. I noticed that in my absence he was giving the treatment to somone on another blog site this week.
July 14, 2009 at 9:01 am |
You need a logon password and enable a screensaver with on resume password protect checked.
July 14, 2009 at 6:04 pm |
Yeah, I got all that but I walked out without logging off or the puter going to screensaver mode. I simply fucked up.
July 15, 2009 at 2:21 am |
Welcome back to the blogosphere, Werewolf. I look forward to more tales from BKK, in both senses of the phrase.
July 18, 2009 at 11:37 pm |
also happy to read-read blog
always successful