I tried to cook myself last night!

I had a mad night on the town last night. I first of all had an argument with my wife because I tried downloading those Horizon documentaries again and the computer has once again died. It wasn't my fault though. The computer said it had 50GB of memory remaining, so I thought 'let's be safe and only download half of that'. One day later I had all my documentaries, but then the computer refused to start up again. So, I was in the doghouse for that. I protested my innocence in the matter, but she was having none of it and went into one of her rages as she was unable to watch her drama due to constantly trying to get the last word in. After deflecting most of the punches with my best Floyd Mayweather shoulder roll I said "Fuck this, I am going out!". She even tried to mess my hair up and then locked me out. I was now homeless too. All fun and games in the world of miles!

And so I was off out with no idea where to go nor what to do. I had not arranged anything so had to go for a night out on my own. I got in a taxi and went downtown. It was only about 6pm and was a bit early to drink so I went to a PC room and wrote up a very entertaining account of the actual argument I had, but the bastard computer wouldn't let me post anything. I frittered away a couple of hours and then realised that I had a thirst. I went to the Wa-bar as I thought I might bump into some foreign company. It was pretty busy, but alas no people who could speak my language. I stayed at the bar drinking beer and eventually got chatting to a Korean guy who spoke pretty good English. We discussed all sorts of things, but distinctly recall us going through our reasons why we don't like Metallica. Good stuff. He works at the DMZ zone and has offered me a discounted visit whenever I want to pop up. I turned to the whisky and coke and finally a foreign person came in, but it was a girl and generally speaking I find it hard to talk to women I don't know. I am actually quite a shy person. Plus she was American. :p

I then moved on to another bar that I used to know, but it was completely dead. The bar staff were really friendly though and one spoke pretty good English. We talked about corrupt Korean presidents for about 20 minutes which was quite nice. I couldn't stay there as the whisky and coke was too pricey. About 12 US dollars. Admittedly it was a strong concoction, but ten of those can make you bankrupt.

And so I moved on to Bar Nana in the faint hope that I might find a familiar face. And I did! Mr Oh was there and he is always really friendly and I also met an old Philipino friend who used to play in a band several years back. I also met some student from Saudi Arabia. He kept trying to cheat at pool, so I found him a bit annoying in the end. I had been drinking beer and whisky for several hours and was really struggling with the pool, it didn't help that I hadn't played in about a year.

In the end we all went to a barbecued pork restaurant and drank soju. That stuff is toxic, but when you are drunk you just can't say no. I eventually tottered off to the bathroom and then on the way back to our table tripped on a step and on trying to balance myself put my hand right on the middle of the barbecue grill. I could practically smell my flesh cooking and it was extremely painful. And so that is how I cooked myself. Today my finger tips have blistered up and typing this doesn't feel so nice. The skin is all leathery. Quite messed up.

I finished the night in a park at 4am with a load of other drunk people. I think I was debating something with a bunch of university students who really didn't speak much English. I recall being there quite a while and eventually decided to try and go home at the break of dawn. Luckily for me, my key worked okay.

And so a day in bed and the silent treatment at home. I went out for dinner at McDonalds and I'm now back in a PC room trying to kill some time whence this rather rambling and pointless posting.

Have any of you done anything stupid whilst drunk? I think trying to cook my hand was one of the more stupid things I have attempted to do.

Good stuff bro. Anyways why not go to one of those pc shops and hire someone to custom built the pc you want? For about $800 USD you can have a kick ass PC that would last anywhere between 4-6 years, well in America anyways I don't know about in Korea.

Funny thing is, I"m not a drinker at all and I've never been drunk in my life. Although I did drink here and there occasionally in my university days but the most was 7 Coronas and just got a little buzz.;D

Hey I"ve noticed something, you're not complaining about Israel for once!

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After nearly being cooked, I suspect he's had a revelation and anticipate a switch to Judaism in his near future! :D (just messin miles...relax!)

Sounds like a fun night, imo. Few battle wounds as is normally the case witha night to remember.

This story would make a belting children's picture book.

The adventures of drunken Mr Miles. ;D

I surprised you admitted you tripped, I expected something like "Some lousy jew pushed me in the back and I fell on the grill" ;D

miles your good deed for the day is done, this has been very amusing to me. And remember because of times like this it never hurts to keep a little vicodin around ;)

Me and the mrs had a blazing row whilst pissed last night. Over nothing too.

I punched a wall a few times.

Luckily the row only lasted a couple of hours then we got down to the make up sex! :D

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Me and the mrs had a blazing row whilst pissed last night. Over nothing too.

I punched a wall a few times.

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Best sex is making up sex just behind not seeing each other for a week sex.

I love how Miles storming out for a wild night on the town involves looking for strangers to talk politics to :p

I had a great vision then of the Korean natives where Miles lives being like meerkats, who despite speaking no English are still terrified of Miles and when one of them sees him coming he immediately springs up and warns the others shouting 'Chomsky Chomsky!!' and the building is quickly evacuated as hundreds of little yellow brown men flee down back alleys and through trapdoors, leaving Miles to arrive at another deserted bar with only a single foreigner for company.

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Good stuff bro. Anyways why not go to one of those pc shops and hire someone to custom built the pc you want? For about $800 USD you can have a kick ass PC that would last anywhere between 4-6 years, well in America anyways I don't know about in Korea.

Funny thing is, I"m not a drinker at all and I've never been drunk in my life. Although I did drink here and there occasionally in my university days but the most was 7 Coronas and just got a little buzz.;D

Hey I"ve noticed something, you're not complaining about Israel for once!

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I'm definitely going to do a bit of research on the topic. The trouble right now is that I have no idea about what is good or what is not. I would have no idea if I am being ripped off or not. But I definitely don't want to be hanging around in these PC rooms drinking cheap coffee everyday.

These days I don't drink so much. In the last month I haven't done much drinking at all because of the flu and a generally weak body, but after a row I just have to get out of the house. I just cannot deal with it and also having no computer means that I feel trapped with nowhere to go. The only place to go to is a bar and a few beers for company.

I hate arguments, but more so with my wife as she likes to make it physical. I can deal with a good back and forth argument, but when the person resorts to hitting it just becomes too much. I would never dream of hitting her, so I have no idea what gives her the right to hit me. Hitting me and then throwing things about in a rage. It is a very Korean type of response. Totally child like and exhibiting a total lack of self control. They like to rage then destroy and then fester in silence for several days and then expect everything to be back to normal.

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After nearly being cooked, I suspect he's had a revelation and anticipate a switch to Judaism in his near future! :D (just messin miles...relax!)

Sounds like a fun night, imo. Few battle wounds as is normally the case witha night to remember.

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Yes, on the whole it was a pretty fair night. It was quite different to be going out all on my own, but I was glad I found some company in the end. Korea can be a lonely place. If you don't make plans you are going to have a difficult time finding anyone to interact with.

The burnt finger was unfortunate, but it was a good thing I was drunk as it would have hurt even more. Or maybe better still, if I wasn't drunk then I wouldn't have burned myself! ;D

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Me and the mrs had a blazing row whilst pissed last night. Over nothing too.

I punched a wall a few times.

Luckily the row only lasted a couple of hours then we got down to the make up sex! :D

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I did the punching a wall thing a few years back and think I started a thread about it. I have very pretty Calzaghe-esque hands and they damage very easily, so I have quit with doing that.

I guess you never married a Korean, the row is usually followed by silence for several days. I don't care though, it is her problem. I really don't see how I did anything wrong. She chose the computer, it has always been shit and I would like to watch documentaries. Why is it my fault that the computer cannot handle anything? To hell with it.

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I love how Miles storming out for a wild night on the town involves looking for strangers to talk politics to :p

I had a great vision then of the Korean natives where Miles lives being like meerkats, who despite speaking no English are still terrified of Miles and when one of them sees him coming he immediately springs up and warns the others shouting 'Chomsky Chomsky!!' and the building is quickly evacuated as hundreds of little yellow brown men flee down back alleys and through trapdoors, leaving Miles to arrive at another deserted bar with only a single foreigner for company.

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That made me smile. Good stuff. ;D

The strange thing was that the bartender for some reason asked me what I think of the current president. And so I gave him my honest answer and that led to discussion about previous presidents. Honestly, I would have been happy enough to talk about anything. But if someone is going to give me that kind of platform I am definitely going to indulge them with my honest views.

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Me and the mrs had a blazing row whilst pissed last night. Over nothing too.

I punched a wall a few times.

Luckily the row only lasted a couple of hours then we got down to the make up sex! :D

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that's exactly what happened to me last weekend. :o


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Maybe you should learn the language? :rolleyes: You are in Korea for a long time?

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Me and the mrs had a blazing row whilst pissed last night. Over nothing too.

I punched a wall a few times.

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that's exactly what happened to me last weekend. :o


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you had a row with and then shagged 0james0 Mrs? You cunt!

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Who are you to judge my Korean language proficiency skills? I have a fair grasp of the language and can get around easily enough. I would argue that I am of a lower intermediate level of proficiency. However, that is clearly not enough to debate politics nor explain difficult concepts.

If I go out for a drink I like to speak in English. Even the Korean friends that I have are practically fluent in English.

That is an awesome drinking story miles....did you season your hand at all or just leave it cooked as nature intended?

My cousin tried the punching of inanimate objects to express his frustration whilst drunk too, unfortunately put his fist through a frosted glass window and had big shards of the stuff dug into his forearm. The amount of blood that was flowing sobered him up pretty quickly, but at least his was still joking with the doctor pulling all the glass out and stitching him up.

Since Miles is in Korea, I happened to stumble upon this crazy video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RFCjKDKK6xY

good stuff.;D

Well done, Miles.

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Who are you to judge my Korean language proficiency skills? I have a fair grasp of the language and can get around easily enough. I would argue that I am of a lower intermediate level of proficiency. However, that is clearly not enough to debate politics nor explain difficult concepts.

If I go out for a drink I like to speak in English. Even the Korean friends that I have are practically fluent in English.

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My Korean friends are practicuary fluent in Enguish. :)

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Me and the mrs had a blazing row whilst pissed last night. Over nothing too.

I punched a wall a few times.

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that's exactly what happened to me last weekend. :o


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LOL

Our office had a party and i told her i wont go but i need to drop by to give my christmas gift. I was home at 8pm and she wont talk to me. I hit a small appliance getting a couple of wounds in the process, That put some sense back into her and we fuck for more than an hour :D

I was truly motivated and she came at least 6 times.

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Me and the mrs had a blazing row whilst pissed last night. Over nothing too.

I punched a wall a few times.

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that's exactly what happened to me last weekend. :o


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LOL

Our office had a party and i told her i wont go but i need to drop by to give my christmas gift. I was home at 8pm and she wont talk to me. I hit a small appliance getting a couple of wounds in the process, That put some sense back into her and we fuck for more than an hour :D

I was truly motivated and she came at least 6 times.

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Missed that one!

You did what to my Mrs :confused::confused: ;D

Mine was also at my office xmas party, I was pretty smashed, she wasn't sober either. She was whinging about me talking too much to ladies of my office, I went off on one a little. She stormed out, I got even more drunk.

Came back, made up and then came again!

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Since Miles is in Korea, I happened to stumble upon this crazy video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RFCjKDKK6xY

good stuff.;D

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I think it MAy zing.

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Who are you to judge my Korean language proficiency skills? I have a fair grasp of the language and can get around easily enough. I would argue that I am of a lower intermediate level of proficiency. However, that is clearly not enough to debate politics nor explain difficult concepts.

If I go out for a drink I like to speak in English. Even the Korean friends that I have are practically fluent in English.

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My Korean friends are practicuary fluent in Enguish. :)

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To be fair my Korean should be better than it is. 3 years ago I spoke more fluently than I do now and that is because I stopped studying completely whilst doing my MA. It's not an easy language to learn and is made harder by doing a job where you should really be using your own language as much as possible. You finish a days work and it's more preferable to post on here than hit the books.

In better news, the wife has called it quits and it seems I am no longer in the doghouse. Unfortunately my fingers look a bit mangled and the middle one is still leaking a fair bit of water. That one's going to take a fair while to heal.

talk about cooking.

Try this and you wont regret it :)

1/2 kilo of chopped Chicken ( Around 8 pieces in total )
1/2 kilo of chopped Pork ( 1 and 1/2 inch cubes )
4 Pc Garlic ( Smash it and slice in tiny tiny pieces )
1/2 cup Vinegar
1 cup Soy sauce
1 spoon powdered black pepper
5 pcs dried bay leaves



Just mix everything together and cook it. :)

Lower the heat when it boils.


Goes well with rice :D

This thread could do with a few good recipes. So, thanks for that! :p

In terms of news regarding burnt digits, two of my fingers are still painful put appear to be healing okay. The middle finger is a bit savage though. The centre of the blister has become a bit of a bloody ruined mess and is still surrounded by an ocean of white Michael Jackson esque skin. I've a feeling that one might leave a bit of scarring, but I can live with it. After all, I am a man! A man without any scarring is one who hasn't lived.

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This thread could do with a few good recipes. So, thanks for that! :p

In terms of news regarding burnt digits, two of my fingers are still painful put appear to be healing okay. The middle finger is a bit savage though. The centre of the blister has become a bit of a bloody ruined mess and is still surrounded by an ocean of white Michael Jackson esque skin. I've a feeling that one might leave a bit of scarring, but I can live with it. After all, I am a man! A man without any scarring is one who hasn't lived.

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You've served yourself up a medium to rare treat, well done Miles. :lickish:

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This thread could do with a few good recipes. So, thanks for that! :p

In terms of news regarding burnt digits, two of my fingers are still painful put appear to be healing okay. The middle finger is a bit savage though. The centre of the blister has become a bit of a bloody ruined mess and is still surrounded by an ocean of white Michael Jackson esque skin. I've a feeling that one might leave a bit of scarring, but I can live with it. After all, I am a man! A man without any scarring is one who hasn't lived.

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You've served yourself up a medium to rare treat, well done Miles. :lickish:

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It's an easy dish to prepare. Take a handful of fingers and shove them into a fully heated grill for appoximately 3 seconds. Eat whilst hot. Yum yum!

I had another argument this evening and as a consequence my finger has taken a turn for the worse. I'm sick of these arguments TBH as they are always about nothing and just blow up. This evening it was because I was finishing my fajitas and my wife wanted to make scrambled eggs. Now I am rather fastidious and am rather sensitive when it comes to food and smells. I really dislike the smell of eggs and my wife knows this. So, I simply asked her to wait a few minutes while I finished my meal. But no, she was hungry and had to cook right there, right now. I protested "But you know I hate the smell. I won't be able to finish my meal". And so we had a back and forth and of course she wouldn't let me finish my meal and it got cold. So, instead of waiting 4 minutes we had a bit of a row that lasted 10 minutes and so she couldn't cook and neither could I finish my meal.

And so once again I declared "I've had enough of this. I am going out!". Immediately that sent her into a rage. "Going where? Again? You are always spending money". I responded by saying that considering that I can never have any peace at home I will find it elsewhere. If a man must be a prisoner in his own home then he must find peace of mind elsewhere". She didn't like this is at all and started screaming at me that I couldn't go out. I told her "I am a grown man. I can go out and I will go out". That basically set off the violence. She started hitting me on the arm and was hitting me on the head. Not a hard hit, but nobody likes to be hit on the head. I pushed her away, but that basically ripped open my middle finger even more. I then locked myself in the bathroom to get my hair ready.

After a few minutes I emerged from the bathroom and was looking for my shoes. They had vanished. I had 4 pairs of shoes 10 minutes before and now they were gone! I tried to open the bedroom door and it was locked! My damn wife had taken all my shoes and locked them in the bedroom! I couldn't go anywhere! I was stood outside the door "Where are my shoes? Open this door!". This went on for about 15 minutes and again was an incredibly pointless waste of time. Eventually I got a hammer and made a loud noise on the door. "Open it! I need my shoes!". "If you break the door then I will buy a handbag for the same cost", she shouted. "But I don't want to break the door. I just want my shoes". "Agree to buy the handbag!". "But this is insane. Why should I stand here and make a deal with you?". Honestly, I love being me.

Eventually I got my shoes, but she told me she was locking me out and I couldn't come home. I told her that this was incredibly unfair. All I wanted to do was get away for a few hours peace and have some peace and quiet. I half angrily and half jokingly said "well let's just go ahead and get divorced!". And so with that she stormed into the main room, found our marriage documents and ripped them up! She had once creased them up rather badly, but this time out outright ripped them up! "Fair enough", I thought. "A bit mad, but fair enough". And so out I marched.

That last piece of madness had actually pissed me off quite a bit. I initially headed for a fairly busy bar that I knew and walked on all the way to the door, but realised with the loud pumping dance music that I didn't want to go in there. I was at a loss about what to do. Where could I go? Again I was out alone with nowhere to go and once again quite homeless. It was about -5 outside. I called my sister back home in England and told her all about my recent escapades and she thought it was quite funny, but quite serious. I asked her if she ever punched her husband or stole his shoes and she said that she hadn't punched him in many years and had never stolen his shoes. Afterwards I found a quiet bar and had a beer, but I was quite depressed. I didn't understand why things were happening like they were. I felt trapped. Eventually I decided to try and come home and the door was locked. I called my wife, but no answer. I then went back outside and walked around. It was freezing cold though and I was worried I would catch the flu again.

Eventually, I got a message on my phone "the door is open. don't talk to me. divorce tomorrow". Again, I thought "fair enough". At least I had the spare bed and could be out of the sub zero temperatures. And so I am back home in the comforts of the main room. I am quite grateful for the peace and quiet actually now that her Royal Madness has gone to bed. I take back those positive things I said about my wife in that other thread. She is positively barking!

I hope my ongoing misery brings a smile to some of your faces! And yeah, that middle finger is a piece of meat. Ouch. :(

Actually, these fingers are causing me a lot of pain. All 3 of them. The best thing that this thread can do is to warn you away from psychotic women and to warn you all against ever getting too drunk near a grill.

Your stories do make me smile, but I now genuinely fear for your health, both mental and physical.

I could never stay in a violent relationship. It's just not right. It's scary because one day she might punch you square in the face and it might really hurt. Despite never wanting to hit a women, you could do it without thinking and then everything is ruined.

I've never hit a women and never would, I'm sure you are the same. But everyone has a breaking point before they snap.

I honestly think that if a relationship gives you more bad times than good and if the balance can't be restored then there is no point carrying on. Other than of course history, but history is done.

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Your stories do make me smile, but I now genuinely fear for your health, both mental and physical.

I could never stay in a violent relationship. It's just not right. It's scary because one day she might punch you square in the face and it might really hurt. Despite never wanting to hit a women, you could do it without thinking and then everything is ruined.

I've never hit a women and never would, I'm sure you are the same. But everyone has a breaking point before they snap.

I honestly think that if a relationship gives you more bad times than good and if the balance can't be restored then there is no point carrying on. Other than of course history, but history is done.

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I know, I realise some people are very amused by the miles in Korea thing, but at the same time I realise that it is getting a bit too screwed up. I am just a man trying to live his life. The stories that I tell are nothing less than true. And so for half of tonight I really was on the streets with nowhere to go and I couldn't get into my own home. And that's not easy when you are in a foreign country. You really think where do I go? What do I do? Okay I am back home but she has shredded our marriage documents and apparently we are being divorced tomorrrow.

I don't really know what I did wrong. Well, she has a quicker temper than me and refuses to acknowledge that she is wrong. That's the issue right there. Sure my stories are fun, but you are right. At some point it could end messily.

It's more the way you tell the stories rather than the content that makes me smile. (just so you know I'm not some sadistic freak laughing at your misfortune!)

From an outsider looking in, having only been reading your stories for a year or so, you seem to argue more than anyone else I know. Constantly something to row about. It's not healthy.

I think you (more your wife from what you've wrote) need to either chill out and let things slide, or get out and be happy. Sex says it all more often than not. Great sex = great relationship, poor/ no sex = bad times.

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I had another argument this evening and as a consequence my finger has taken a turn for the worse. I'm sick of these arguments TBH as they are always about nothing and just blow up. This evening it was because I was finishing my fajitas and my wife wanted to make scrambled eggs. Now I am rather fastidious and am rather sensitive when it comes to food and smells. I really dislike the smell of eggs and my wife knows this. So, I simply asked her to wait a few minutes while I finished my meal. But no, she was hungry and had to cook right there, right now. I protested "But you know I hate the smell. I won't be able to finish my meal". And so we had a back and forth and of course she wouldn't let me finish my meal and it got cold. So, instead of waiting 4 minutes we had a bit of a row that lasted 10 minutes and so she couldn't cook and neither could I finish my meal.

And so once again I declared "I've had enough of this. I am going out!". Immediately that sent her into a rage. "Going where? Again? You are always spending money". I responded by saying that considering that I can never have any peace at home I will find it elsewhere. If a man must be a prisoner in his own home then he must find peace of mind elsewhere". She didn't like this is at all and started screaming at me that I couldn't go out. I told her "I am a grown man. I can go out and I will go out". That basically set off the violence. She started hitting me on the arm and was hitting me on the head. Not a hard hit, but nobody likes to be hit on the head. I pushed her away, but that basically ripped open my middle finger even more. I then locked myself in the bathroom to get my hair ready.

After a few minutes I emerged from the bathroom and was looking for my shoes. They had vanished. I had 4 pairs of shoes 10 minutes before and now they were gone! I tried to open the bedroom door and it was locked! My damn wife had taken all my shoes and locked them in the bedroom! I couldn't go anywhere! I was stood outside the door "Where are my shoes? Open this door!". This went on for about 15 minutes and again was an incredibly pointless waste of time. Eventually I got a hammer and made a loud noise on the door. "Open it! I need my shoes!". "If you break the door then I will buy a handbag for the same cost", she shouted. "But I don't want to break the door. I just want my shoes". "Agree to buy the handbag!". "But this is insane. Why should I stand here and make a deal with you?". Honestly, I love being me.

Eventually I got my shoes, but she told me she was locking me out and I couldn't come home. I told her that this was incredibly unfair. All I wanted to do was get away for a few hours peace and have some peace and quiet. I half angrily and half jokingly said "well let's just go ahead and get divorced!". And so with that she stormed into the main room, found our marriage documents and ripped them up! She had once creased them up rather badly, but this time out outright ripped them up! "Fair enough", I thought. "A bit mad, but fair enough". And so out I marched.

That last piece of madness had actually pissed me off quite a bit. I initially headed for a fairly busy bar that I knew and walked on all the way to the door, but realised with the loud pumping dance music that I didn't want to go in there. I was at a loss about what to do. Where could I go? Again I was out alone with nowhere to go and once again quite homeless. It was about -5 outside. I called my sister back home in England and told her all about my recent escapades and she thought it was quite funny, but quite serious. I asked her if she ever punched her husband or stole his shoes and she said that she hadn't punched him in many years and had never stolen his shoes. Afterwards I found a quiet bar and had a beer, but I was quite depressed. I didn't understand why things were happening like they were. I felt trapped. Eventually I decided to try and come home and the door was locked. I called my wife, but no answer. I then went back outside and walked around. It was freezing cold though and I was worried I would catch the flu again.

Eventually, I got a message on my phone "the door is open. don't talk to me. divorce tomorrow". Again, I thought "fair enough". At least I had the spare bed and could be out of the sub zero temperatures. And so I am back home in the comforts of the main room. I am quite grateful for the peace and quiet actually now that her Royal Madness has gone to bed. I take back those positive things I said about my wife in that other thread. She is positively barking!

I hope my ongoing misery brings a smile to some of your faces! And yeah, that middle finger is a piece of meat. Ouch. :(

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It's more the way you tell the stories rather than the content that makes me smile. (just so you know I'm not some sadistic freak laughing at your misfortune!)

From an outsider looking in, having only been reading your stories for a year or so, you seem to argue more than anyone else I know. Constantly something to row about. It's not healthy.

I think you (more your wife from what you've wrote) need to either chill out and let things slide, or get out and be happy. Sex says it all more often than not. Great sex = great relationship, poor/ no sex = bad times.

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I think I tell a story quite well. I quite like telling them as it gives me a place to vent and I tell them in a very matter of fact kind of way. The whole thing has worn me down though. I just want a peaceful life. Yesterday for instance I just wanted to be able to finish my dinner, but I couldn't.

I do document the negative much more than the positive as to get the bile out seems to be better than to let it fester. There isn't much point in posting the times when you are peacefully able to eat your dinner.

It seems a lot of Korean relationships border on the psychopathic. I have seen men beating their partners in cars and on the street. It is alien to me though. If someone screams and shouts at me I want to walk away. If someone tries to hit me my reaction is much the same. However, it seems that a lot of these women like to rant and eventually do get a fist back in return. I never want to do that and so the screaming and breaking of things gets more extreme. It's like she is trying to provoke a reaction, but I just won't give it. One of her favourite buzzwords is "kill me" and she will say this whilst trying to punch the hell out of my arm. I just look at her as though she is crazy because it is crazy. It's in those kind of moments that I say "to hell with this. I need to get out of the house".

For sure, it is not healthy. If I end up going out and getting drunk then that is bad for me and that's an evening when I was more than happy to sit at home and read or post something silly on here. Rather than punch anyone, I would sooner go out and sink a few beers for a little peace of mind. It's also the mental pressure that can get to you as well. Nobody likes to row. I think I have reached the end of my tether though. You can't be ripping up marriage documents and then three days later expect me to be as right as rain and to tell me that it was my fault that she decided to physically destroy something.

She is unable to take responsibility for her violent ways. If she hits me, then it's my fault that she hit me. If she breaks something then it's my fault because I made her break it. It crosses the line between a row and being outright destruction and I realise the destructive impact this can have on my mind too. I am a man with firm convictions, but I am also quite peaceful. I've had enough of it TBH. It seems that she is unable to see the error of her ways and I am getting to the point where I am just beyond caring. I will try to explain that physically attacking me is a criminal act and she will just say "But you said blah blah blah and so made me do it". How can you reason with that kind of thinking? It's a good thing she isn't a mother. "Mummy why did you hit me?". "Well, you made me do it". It's absurd.

That doesn't sound like a particularly healthy relationship there miles, is it often that she loses it or is it just an occasional thing? You're not painting Korea in a particularly good light either.

From watching travel programmes it seems to be a very corporate-driven country, where success is all-important.

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That doesn't sound like a particularly healthy relationship there miles, is it often that she loses it or is it just an occasional thing? You're not painting Korea in a particularly good light either.

From watching travel programmes it seems to be a very corporate-driven country, where success is all-important.

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Well, it has been twice in the last week. However, it isn't usually that frequent. We usually have a good row about once every couple of months. When the rows happen they can be pretty mental. For intance, we once had a nice cooking pan. She lost it and decided to hit it against the wall about 100 times. It totally deformed the pan and messed up the wallpaper. I mean, what greater purpose does that serve? It's just so silly. I guess the Korean model for a row is two people going at it hammer and tongs and for the pair to do a bit of pushing shoving. But as a rather typical old fashioned English man I really don't like to go beyond the verbal sparring. Sure, you want an argument then I will put my viewpoint back at you. But when you try to push it towards violence that is when I retreat and want to get out. Her tactic is to goad me and push me into doing something, but beyond pushing her away and then locking myself in the bathroom or managing to get out the front door, I just won't do it. That kind of carry on is just mental.

No, I don't always paint Korea in a positive light. I often contrast the Koreans with the Japanese who on the surface have a clean country, drive small cars and have good manners. The Koreans on the other hand have a filthy country, constantly spit on the floor, drive ridiculous SUV's and are loud and emotional. It is a nation with a serious chip on it's shoulder. It is a harsh country and nepotism is rife. Koreans work the longest hours of any OECD country, but in truth are actually very lazy workers.

Been watching Banged up a/broad .

Hoping it was a was an American porn show to start with :p.

Anyway last night they had a teacher an American,who smuggled hashish from Phillipines into sth Korea with his girlfriend. He got banged up in jail she got away.
He got done in the post office in Seoul.

I Thought of you Miles,just as he was staring out the glass windows onto the city wondering whether to pick up the package from the counter or go home.

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Been watching Banged up a/broad .

Hoping it was a was an American porn show to start with :p.

Anyway last night they had a teacher an American,who smuggled hashish from Phillipines into sth Korea with his girlfriend. He got banged up in jail she got away.
He got done in the post office in Seoul.

I Thought of you Miles,just as he was staring out the glass windows onto the city wondering whether to pick up the package from the counter or go home.

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Oooh, that's a big mistake. Never try to import drugs into this country. It is quite alright to get shitfaced on soju 5 days a week and go to work stinking of garlic and stale alcohol, but so much as a hint of mj and you are going away for a good 5 years. You quite often get a suspended sentence for raping someone and use being drunk as an excuse. Go figure...:-\

Miles I find your stories very humorous in the way you deliver them.

But I fear for your well being as well. I had a cambodian girlfriend and she would get stupid-mad just like as you are talking about-without any communication to make the situation better. It is extremely frustrating.

I hope you can get out of there and leave her.