Paranoia Self Destroyer

Paranoia will drive you to do stupid and sometimes crazy things. Like my irrational fear of all insects. I think I was the only person in town last night who had not one, but two places to sleep. One, my modest and probably bedbug-free guest house (actually I think they were nymphs,unable to drink blood yet) run by possibly the nicest family in Krabi, and two, the overpriced bungalow at the spa down the road. In my moment of panic, i booked a room for last night and tonight at the first nice hotel w/ pool and landscaping that I could find a vacancy. Everything was booked for my first night here, so I had about 5 beers and got up some liquid courage to face the hatchlings. Went back to my guest house and drenched myself in enough deet to kill a tarantula, climbed into my anti-insect treated travel sheet, cranked the a/c, and slept prefectly fine - not even a mosquito bite to be had - until my raging hangover woke me up at 3 AM. I did not sleep there last night, but felt too guilty to check out until today, when I discovered that my bugnet had gone missing from the locked closet it was in, yet my camera and the ugly ring were untouched. Doesnt make much sense to me, but maybe whoever took it knows something that I don't. Maybe when the nymphs grow fangs that bugnet will come in handier than it ever could for me.

I finally met an american on the beach yesterday and was thrilled to have someone to talk to. We talked all afternoon, had lunch, swam in the swankly pool, listened to a swedish couple argue and slam doors, shared a smooch and agreed to meet for a drink an hour later. He stood me up. Not the best feeling in the world. I cant even have a drink tonight because the elections are tomorrow and I guess the government doesnt want drunks or hungover people voting. All the bars are closed.

I leave for Koh Lanta tomorrow and hope it's a little better.