Thursday. I am… definitely hungover from yesterday. And by that I really mean the last few days. I was out daydrinking three days in a row. Not good, but also… it is Mardi Gras! And Chinese New Year! Laissez les bons temps rouler!

Yesterday was quite interesting. I got on the motorbike and ventured outside of my little bubble to a small Thai cafe to meet up with two of my friends mates. Just a couple of degenerate Bang lads, which I am now apparently one of. One is English, one is Irish. Both of them have lived here forever. One of them is more tolerable than the other. I’ll let you guess which one I prefer.

I sat with them all afternoon while they worked. I figured that if I can’t find a job, I should at least be hanging out with the people who have all the money. The things I witnessed… oh vey. This is exactly what people mean when they talk about white male privilege.

I didn’t realize they were working AND drinking, so I didn’t bring any of my work stuff with me. Instead I drew out my March calendar for my bullet journal, which I had to endure annoying comments about from the English guy. He wanted to know why I waste time making a schedule for myself if I have nothing to do. Haha, so funny. I pointed to a random day a couple weeks ago and said, “Look, I was very busy on this day. I went to the spa and I got my nails done!” My Irish friend, aka the Moose, found this amusing. My English friend did not.

He then proceeded to give me what I refer to as “The Caveman Lecture.” This is the speech men give where they mansplain the “natural way of men and women” according to how we behaved back in ye olde days when we all lived in caves.

I personally hate this speech. I find it obnoxious. Just because you personally have not evolved past your caveman mentality does not mean everyone else agrees with you. We don’t live in caves anymore, bro. We live in the 21st Century. Women have choices. We make them. Get the fuck over it already!

So he gave the big speech about how men are providers and women shouldn’t work and blah blah blah and then he stuck me with the tab. This is my biggest pet peeve! This is it, bro! This is your chance to provide! Show us the meats!

Show us the meats he did not. I should have expected as much given the fact that all of his afternoon work meetings were focused on the fact that a vendor hired by the multinational corporation he works for has not yet been paid after several months of delays.

As I said… white male privilege on full display right here in Bangkok, Thailand.

After all of that was over, I took a bike home. I made a trip to the pot shop to take advantage of their CNY special and then came back. I fell asleep really early because I was drinking all afternoon. I had a dream where a dinosaur had escaped from Jurassic Park and was running around terrorizing Bangkok. Interesting. It must have been inspired by the Caveman Speech…

Much to do today. I need to make plans to leave again. They’ve just changed the tourism visa laws again in Thailand. I definitely have to go now. It feels like Bangkok is a place I can come back to. I feel like I can go on whatever journey I decide now and come back here to my little Krewe and my little neighborhood and feel right at home. That’s quite nice to have…

What am I doing with my life? I have no idea!

Fun fun!