Are you a party animal, or a stay-at-homer?

Recently ive been out a lot. TOo much actually. Not every night, but, for long durations...ie: last Sat did 7pm to 7am and just got in a few hours ago from a Songkran party..and been out since 1pm. Im feeling jaded.

Was longing for some crazy nights out for a while, but now that ive had them, makes me remember why i stopped in the first place. Going out tomorrow for the last day of Songkran, then i plan to be in for a while. Drunken guys with beer-goggles, my age, the fact that I feel i waste the next day, seems to amount to an unproductive use of my time.

Im now longing to sit in the sun with a book and the sound of birds.

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Do you still party hard? If not, when did you stop..what age? When did it end up becoming boring?

My idea of going out now is being in good company in a not too noisy pub. Maybe a bite to eat as well. Even when I do 'go out' I am often home before midnight.

I used to be able to go for several days without stopping. Nowadays I really just don't want to, even if I still could.

For me the hard partying sort of stopped with marriage. I've never been a drinker but I always liked to dance... providing it was good music. But, I don't really care for the modern disco type music I hear in Thailand at the various places I've visited in Chiang Mai. I would rather just spend time with interesting people or play pool with a few of my lady friends in Chiang Mai. I'm more of a nature guy when I go out and would rather just go for a walk in the woods.

And, because I have a creative gene I like to draw, paint, write or take photos and video. I'm quite happy by myself and always have lots to do...

Im more a nature person too Ian. Thats partly why i love Chiang Mai, easy to get to scenic outlying areas. I even sleep out on my balcony at times. Ive woken up at 4am because my ears are still ringing and i feel out of sorts. Never feel like this after doing something nature-wise. Feel good, feel healthy, and sleep well. Im just not at party girl. At least not anymore. (for the record, when i say party girl..i mean goin out clubbing..nothing more!)

I used to go out on a Thursday and get home on a Tuesday. Now I thank the Lord for inventing cocoa

Not interested in discos, partying or that type of thing for many years. Go out regularly, but rarely home after 8 pm (to bed and usually up anywhere between 2 and 6 am).

Having to get up at 5.00 a.m. Monday to Friday tends to cramp my style, especially as what I do is basically brainwork. Get back to my apartment around 7.00 in the evening, so that only leaves a couple of evenings to go to the pub (around twenty minutes drive) and weekends to visit friends. Luckily the pub does grub and there's a resto at the ground floor of my apartment block for other days. Does good salads.

Next weekend there'll be a big do down in Vung Tau for ANZAC day - starts Friday, ends Monday, with booze, commemorative service, AFL match and booze. (Did I mention booze?) So that's a few more brain cells gone for good. And they even welcome the odd Pommy bastard. And I'm odd. So yes, I've given up partying - at least until I leave work tonight.

Where's Tutsi - there's a party on !!

The last 10 years....a home-body. Far too many of those kind of years have caught up with me.

My last wife in the States was into competition ballroom dancing. We went out a lot. She would bring along me with her gay professional dancing partner. She danced the fast dances with him and the slow dances with me. He also wanted to dance the slow dances with me but she gave him dirty looks when he asked.

My first years in Chiang Mai were an every day party scene. Half the time we would bring the band home after the club closed.

There was a big woman who was a great blues singer in Chiang Mai, don't know if she is still there but was a lot of fun.

After a few years I switched to religious women.

I'm a bit like you Eek....but what you have to remember is that there is no need to decide to stop partying.....just stop partying willy-nilly.

If the occassion feels right...do it. Just don't do it for the sake of doing it.

Lately I've been a homebody....and turned down invites.....but just now and then, a night out on the town is rejuvenating, albeit exhausting. (Does that contradiction make sense? I bet Patsy knows what I mean).

My idea of going out now is being in good company in a not too noisy pub. Maybe a bite to eat as well. Even when I do 'go out' I am often home before midnight.

That be me too.

I like to soialise alot, as I'm not much into the TV but it doesn't mean I have to go out and get slaughtered. Moderation is the key in anything we do me thinks.

I'm a bit like you Eek....but what you have to remember is that there is no need to decide to stop partying.....just stop partying willy-nilly.

If the occassion feels right...do it. Just don't do it for the sake of doing it.

Lately I've been a homebody....and turned down invites.....but just now and then, a night out on the town is rejuvenating, albeit exhausting. (Does that contradiction make sense? I bet Patsy knows what I mean).

Having just thrown that thing off my lap. I can say i am a binge going outer, if in need to talk to people i shall do it. Otherwise i am quite happy with my little world.

It used to be part of my job to take folk out at least three times a week until the early hours. Unless watching sport, prefer my little bed now, burned out, washed up..........Shagged out ( I enjoyed that bit)

I am too old to do all the disco crap anymore.

Having to get up at 5.00 a.m. Monday to Friday tends to cramp my style, especially as what I do is basically brainwork. Get back to my apartment around 7.00 in the evening, so that only leaves a couple of evenings to go to the pub (around twenty minutes drive) and weekends to visit friends. Luckily the pub does grub and there's a resto at the ground floor of my apartment block for other days. Does good salads.

Next weekend there'll be a big do down in Vung Tau for ANZAC day - starts Friday, ends Monday, with booze, commemorative service, AFL match and booze. (Did I mention booze?) So that's a few more brain cells gone for good. And they even welcome the odd Pommy bastard. And I'm odd. So yes, I've given up partying - at least until I leave work tonight.

Where's Tutsi - there's a party on !!

look out humph...Mr RO and Mr K cant decide if there will be a party up our way...

but regarding parties in general here's something that happened this morning...

"avocados...lovely avocados...

on Sunday I usually lay in bed and the cleaning girl Luong lets herself in to attend to her duties delightfully singing to herself in the execution...

she entered this morning in usual fashion, me asleep in usual fashion...she's only about 19 y.o. and delectable in the extreme...

I discovered earlier that she likes avocados as she looks thru my purchases from the supermarket an hour's drive down the road and I offered some to her which she devoured on the spot...

yesterday I purchased a kilo of avocados, nice small ones and very tasty and offered half to her at the conclusion of her cleaning duties this morning and she set to with the two ripest ones...I luxuriated and observed with a vodka and orange at 0930 in the morning...

when she finished with the fruit she wiped her mouth and adjusted her outfit in the mirror...and then she offered the sweetest VN lips for me to kiss..."

with this sort of scenario who needs parties? i tried to give her a peck on the cheek but she moved deliberately so that I kissed her full on...an' I wuz only trine t'make her happy...

ohh,...ohh...just trine t'make her happy...she makes up my room every day...ohhh...avocados in VN? they're from mexico fer <deleted>'s sake and called aguacate....

ohh...

Saturday night, didnt go anywhere, had a bIissfuI sIeep. Sunday morning, up at 5am. Grouted the bathroom fIoor, then reIaxed with a cup of tea and a sense of achievement on the baIcony. Iistened to the birds, enjoyed the morning breeze, and the dayIight kicking in.

Was utter bIiss.

after the kissing episode with Luong I masturbated then made ratatouille with the other vegetables from the avocado purchase from the supermarket...my first effort and it tasted great...big pot, good fer 3 days...

I have decided to buy a 2 burner gas cooking arrangement (presently using a crummy induction hotplate) which I shall purchase in the local town down the market...as I remember there was a cute young girl selling fruit close by on the sidewalk and I could approach her to query her availability of avocados...I wuz trying to mind my own business a few months ago then I saw her moving about in her tight denim package and have been looking for an excuse to discuss her stuff on display...

Ms Luong and her kiss has emboldened me...

Well, there's bugger all else to do in that place, is there, Tuts??

You'll be having another refugee from my place coming to work there. He's very much like Max except the Viets think he's a pillock.

We're going to have a party here next weekend when he leaves. But I'll be in Vung Tau for the Aussie Rules thingy.

When this job ends I'm hoping for another South VN posting, as all those up North seem to be in the back of beyond.

I spent the evening with a few close friends turning this...

into this...

Crab, halibut and prawns

In Sweden we used to eat fresh water crayfish. Little ones, but very nice.

There's a basic procedure for eating them, followed by most Swedes:

1. Take small crayfish, bite into it

2. Take sip of aquavit to help it down

3. Take rest of crayfish (they're small) and chew.

4. Take a gulp of aquavit to help it down.

5. While looking for the plate of crayfish, take a glass of aquavit.

6. Having found the plate, toast yourself with aquavit.

7. Repeat steps 1. to 4. (after all it is crayfish night)

8. Try to remeber if there was anything left on the plate and take a glass of aquavit to jog the old brain cells.

9. Decide that you're not hungry anymore and toast that decision with a tumbler of aquavit.

10. Repeat steps 8. and 9. until you decide the party is over. This is normally done by passing out under the table.

Going out with Scandinavians can be dangerous for your health.

In Sweden we used to eat fresh water crayfish. Little ones, but very nice.

There's a basic procedure for eating them, followed by most Swedes:

1. Take small crayfish, bite into it

2. Take sip of aquavit to help it down

3. Take rest of crayfish (they're small) and chew.

4. Take a gulp of aquavit to help it down.

5. While looking for the plate of crayfish, take a glass of aquavit.

6. Having found the plate, toast yourself with aquavit.

7. Repeat steps 1. to 4. (after all it is crayfish night)

8. Try to remeber if there was anything left on the plate and take a glass of aquavit to jog the old brain cells.

9. Decide that you're not hungry anymore and toast that decision with a tumbler of aquavit.

10. Repeat steps 8. and 9. until you decide the party is over. This is normally done by passing out under the table.

Going out with Scandinavians can be dangerous for your health.

The idea is to play golf with them for money. You let them do the drinking and increase the bets as the game goes along.

It seems to work with the Swedes in Pattaya.

I think you're talking about yabbies, HB, in which case beer is actually a better accompaniament than aquavit.

I had a night on cardamom aquavit with a swedish girl. I can't say that I remember the conversation, or to my shame, the culmination.....but I'm sure it was all good.

Was it cardamom? Maybe it was cummin.....I forget.

Yah, he is talking about Yabbies. Yabbies are an Aussie term for fresh water crayfish. We have them in some of our Canadian streams and they make a good meal if you can collect enough. I only do that once a year because I like to leave them for the trout. The trout need all the food they can get in sterile Canadian streams.

This photo of a crayfish was taken under water with my waterproof Pentax.

Saturday night, didnt go anywhere, had a bIissfuI sIeep. Sunday morning, up at 5am. Grouted the bathroom fIoor, then reIaxed with a cup of tea and a sense of achievement on the baIcony. Iistened to the birds, enjoyed the morning breeze, and the dayIight kicking in.

Was utter bIiss.

Consider yourself lucky eek

Better overall are those who grow out of the party all the time mentality.

We like to party from time to time sure....but know many who never grew out of the party all the time mentality.

Aged them rapidly.

Consider yourself lucky eek

Better overall are those who grow out of the party all the time mentality.

We like to party from time to time sure....but know many who never grew out of the party all the time mentality.

Aged them rapidly.

You must have met Bill Wyman.

"Going out"

Makes me realise how poor I am.

To be frank, I used to like " going In" far better than when it was time to "go out"............................( generally meant Father, Brother, or Husband returning home )

Well I went out today...

A few weeks ago it was a road trip on my motorcycles into northern Thailand.

Today I took my same friend on a different kind of trip...

But the weather was a WEEEE bit cooler... like 10 degrees in the sunshine and snow and sleet just after we got off the river.

However, I don't think that is what eek meant by "going out"