Prubangboy

My one deluxe move will be paying the extra 10K in rent to be very close to the BTS when I book an apartment next week. Like, $10 a day more. 8 minutes distance max. 4 minutes would be better. Might have to go for a two bedroom unit to be in the right building. So in that case, $15 a day more. Man, I am really rolling in it.

I have Youtube, ThaiPod and New York Magazine. And Morningstar and Seeking Alpha for investing. No to streaming services. I might get bored and cycle through Netflix and Hulu and then drop them at some point. I share a password on Criterion Films. I passed on Spotify. Youtube has more music than I can ever hope to listen to.

I wear polo shirts with the little alligator on them. So yeah, I guess I do.

I doubt that my pre-Thailand joints had even a quarter gram of weed in them. So it's like I fell in to the Super-size Me-movie. My Amsterdam sojourns were all half-gram joints. I might have had 3 of them on a party-hard day. So goes the world. Our food is polluted to make you fatter and want more of it, our weed is going the same way. I'm on vacation in Sri Lanka (which I really love). All of the food is super-natural and I eat much less of it with greater satisfaction. You have to search for coffee you'd want to drink. A pack of cigarettes is close to a day's wages. The local booze, Arak, is like a smoother San Thip. Weed is virtually unknown here. No local market for it. No tourist market either. People are here for culture and yoga. India was the same. The chill factor and functionality here is through the roof. I could live here. Kandy is Chiang Mai on valium. Prob harder to hook up with women here than even Malaysia, tho. My guide says you gotta be pure Buddhist. No amulets, no Nang Kwak.

My couple of months camping out on Soi 11 definitely softened me towards Indians and Arabs. They are low key partiers who are really grateful to be free from their cultural straight jackets. Ultimately, Soi 11 was not for me as a permanent living arrangement -despite jaw-dropping restaurant options. But I can't think of anywhere else on earth where Norwegians toke up with Bahrainians. Cheap Charlie's may be gone, but it's still very much an intercultural crossroads and I hope that never changes.

I would smoke one of those 4 times a day. So I was smoking pot for 20 people.

Out of the two strains, Indica was def my enemy. I could feel my IQ lowering. Though after the second spliff, it didn't seem to matter too much what kind it was.

If I could get hard for hookers instead, I'd still have a mass of grey matter left. Oh, well...... I'm still trying to talk myself into pay for play, but it seems more boring than the weed. The vaped weed that put me over the edge was supposedly 45% THC. And I smoked it all day. I have heard since that 45% weed is impossible. 'Can't say if that's true, 'don't want that level of weed knowledge. It wasn't all bad. I experienced a deep interior silence akin to a 10 day meditation retreat for a while. But then my thoughts came back all shmushed together, really unpleasantly. Then I just sort of went blank, but knew enough to cross Soi 11 super-carefully.

A lot of people go off weed and drink more. For me, my weed binging killed all sin. I might have 2 alcohol units a week these days, only with food. And def never at home. I'm on green tea over coffee. Sugar, almost never. Bad habits beget bad habits. Also, I was buying retail at Soi 11 prices, so call it 1,000 baht a day. It was like paying a second rent.

It ultimately messed up my dopamine. I experienced some scary numbness and flat affect after smoking some crazy potency weed in a vape. I was depressed for a week. That made me attempt to stop, which I found difficult. I booked a yoga retreat to get over the hump. I doubt I will ever smoke it again. These post-weed days, I feel a sense of general well being and emotional balance that I have never felt. It doesn't erase anxiety, it just postpones it. That will probably keep on improving up until around the six months mark. My lungs are much better. My energy is up by a third. This has been very self-reinforcing in not smoking again. The thought makes me a little nauseous. I def smoked way too much of it, about 3-4 grams a day. I'd be interested in hearing from other heavy users about their amounts and time length. In my experience, occaisonal users become frequent users over time. No judgement on that; that was my trajectory. Hopefully not your's. Research says that it affects REM sleep. That def was my experience. Def enjoyed it with sex. Have yet to have non-weed sex, but I think I will like it better, the same way I enjoy food more now. Short version: Weed was a long, fun party for me. And every party is a bore if you stay too long.

I'm not saying to do it. I'm saying that for me, it def became addictive and de-railing to have cheap and powerful weed around me all of the time. 95% of people who smoke weed are fine with it and should keep on doing it. It's great as a money spinner in tourist zones. Some questions: -Have you met people like me for whom it is a negative habit? -Do you ever take tolerance breaks? -Has weed impacted your health or cognition?

Until recently (I mean weeks, not months) I never NOT flew stoned. I preferred a solid spliff blown out the hotel room window and a gummy before check in. The longer the flight, the bigger the spliff and the gummy, like a camel storing up for a long trudge. When arriving at the other end, assuming it was a sober destination, the jet lag was fairly ruinous. Def drink a lot of water, which means more trips to the subpar plane loo. Melatonin and Xanax with weed will def put you under at Michael Jackson levels. But who really needs their short term memory? I quit my lifetime of binge-level weed use for all time 12 weeks ago (I'm still counting days) and found my recent flights much less onerous and my sleep at the other end much deeper. So this post is sort of on the fence: Yes, carpe diem, have fun/no, don't do it, it's like paying for a headache. I went to a 2-week yoga retreat to detox from weed. I slept 12 hours a day, ate vegan, and met a lot of white women. Yoga is 95% women. The yoga part was merely OK. But I have kept it up as a 15 minute routine after I take a crap in the morning. I coughed up a lot of grey gunk and an Ayurvedic doctor told me to drink a lot of basil tea, which I think did help a bit.

Bob memorably said that his wife's back portal was so blown out that he could barely touch the sides. More, Bob, More.

Where can I find a really nice beach with no people on it?

My girlfriend has a tattoo. What should I make of it?