Gay Boy Thailand

The bitch was in one of these

I paid the rent for The Mansion. I was late but they didn’t say anything. By mistake I gave them 2,000 baht more than I should. They gave the money back. This is a step up from the previous reception lady, the one who stole four months of my rent money.

As I walked up the soi I passed a parked white Honda Jazz. It had dark windows and I didn’t see the woman inside till I was close. I had absent-minded stared at the car while thinking about something else. She looked at me and I heard the click-click of the woman locking the doors.

I felt like going over to her and say: - How dare you lock the doors in my face like I am a dangerous nut?

But if I had done that she would have taken it as evidence that I was a dangerous nut.

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Chalerm goes to school early and comes home late. When he comes home he is tired and goes to use the Internet. Then he sleeps. I could need a part time lover.

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I wrote two new installments for The Novel, also known as Wouter’s Saga. I used Pages instead of Word. Pages doesn’t have auto-save and I lost what I had written when I restarted the Mac.

The lost text was brilliant work. We are talking Nobel Prize level fiction. Now it is gone forever. I don’t want to give my computer the satisfaction of seeing me type the two chapters again. First I will sulk for a few days. Then I will re-write it (but without the inspired genius of the original) in some Internet cafe so my Mac will not know.

Feeling mistreated by the world I went to the 7-Eleven to buy chocolate and a burger. 7-Eleven HQ must have read my complaints about undercooked chicken burgers as the new staff now actually checks if the chicken is done or not. It has dawned on them that a frozen chicken piece might take longer in the micro than a thawed one. See? Progress is possible.

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There is currently only one gay boy working in the 7-Eleven. But the air-cond restaurant in my soi has three. One of them is the guy who keeps asking me if I am interested in “fun”. I am never interested in “fun”. Not with him, anyway. His a weekend go-go boy. If I want to inspect his goodies I can go to soi Twilight.