The balding and not-so beautiful

Readers please forgive me for posting so soon after my last posting, I realise that some of you may not have had the chance to read my previous post yet, however you can do so by scrolling down the page (amazing stuff this technology) to catch up, it's a cracker I promise.

Anyway I post sooner than usual because I feel that I must recount this "telenovela" (soap opera) for my beloved readers as soon as possible. You may remember that I returned from Mendoza in Argentina to discover that the family was no more, Eduardo and Jonathan had split up and Jonathan had upped sticks and left the flat, although at the time I didn't know why.

Over the past week and days the situation has become clearer to me, like a day in Santiago when it has rained and the smog clears to reveal the stunning beauty of the Andes....wow! what an analogy- write that one down Johnny.....urrrrrr I'm typing to myself.

Anyway here's how it goes children....

The protagonists are Eduardo, Jonathan, Bambi (stage name, real name- Raimundo), Miguel (Bambi's boyfriend) and me (sniggering).

It turns out that whilst I was on my Argentinean sojourn, Jonathan took a bit of a fancy to Miguel and the two of them left their respective (although not respectable) partners and so far as I know are living happily ever after.

At the time, I didn't realise that Eduardo was the "dumpee" rather than the "dumper" as he didn't seem too fazed about the whole thing. Eduardo had always been the more dominant of the couple and I had assumed (wrongly obviously) that he had told Jonathan to pack his bags.

Late last week this facade started to come undone for Eduardo, a series of drunken evenings led to emotional outbursts from Eduardo making the situation clear to me. I became a pseudo-counselor (not voluntarily I hasten to add) and I had to put up with such arrogant, self-centred statements (although terribly amusing) as:
"I am special, he can't have left me"
"Jonathan is a bad man" a statement I beg to differ with as I think him a reasonable sort of chap and I hope he his very happy with Miguel.

Moving along, Eduardo's response to the situation has been typical Ed' style with a bit of an extra twist though. Voluminous drinking (booze that I've bought), pursuant use of weed and cocaine and the icing on the cake?.......................... the last few days, consistently each day Eduardo has brought (or bought) a male prostitute home. Now I think of myself as a reasonably open minded chap and by god I've seen some weird shit, especially these last few months, but I struggled to construct any sort of rational response to this, especially since it has occurred normally at about 7 in the evening as I am tucking into my bangers and mash. A few nights ago, he had a 7 o'clock session and then there must have been a special on that night because another session occurred about 1 in the morning (for approx 2 hours according to Jorrit, whose bedroom wall adjoins Eduardo's) , actually poor Jorrit has had a few sleepless nights recently.

Furthermore, it would appear that Jorrit and I are probably funding this new indulgence. Recently Eduardo disclosed to us how much he pays in rent per month for the whole flat, an amount that is only marginally more than I am paying per month for my room. Then it is not hard to deduce that with the money Eduardo gets from myself and Jorrit per month for our respective rooms he is able to pay the rent for the flat, the bills and still come out with a slight profit (a fee for the entertainment perhaps?). I don't wish to appear insensitive to the difference between the Australian and Chilean economic environments, obviously the cost of living in Chile is substantially cheaper for a westerner; a fact that Eduardo loves to lecture about ("look at me the poor Chilean!!"). However I cannot take seriously a man who can't even be bothered to get off his arse in an attempt to find a job and blows what money he does have on drugs and prostitutes. There are many Chileans who are unfortunately substantially poor by western standards, however make an effort to improve their lot in life by going out to work each day. Admittedly there is a need for the Chilean state to start to take some degree of responsibility also, there exists no substantial social security system to speak of in Chile. However I have no hesitation in declaring Eduardo a leech or parasite, whom seems incapable of producing anything for himself- only consumes that around him.

To conclude, I cannot report on how Bambi is faring as I've not seen him for ages. I get the impression that he and Eduardo had a falling out as Jonathan and Miguel did a runner. I can now boast (although I doubt many people would boast about it) to live in a flat where the key themes running throughout the place include homosexuality, frequent drug abuse and prostitution.

Finally, in response to Nick's question with regards to the ownership of the handbag in the photo from my last posting; no it is not my handbag. Apparently it belongs to a lesbian who attended the humble (yet mad) gathering that night, Jorrit claims to have kissed (and converted?) her although I didn't see that as I spent a great deal of the time as pseudo-counselor in the hallway with Eduardo as he balled his eyes out. Jorrit informs me his main aim during his month and a half here is to get "a hot Chilean broad" (his words, not mine, apply thick Dutch accent here), if not then apparently he must return to Holland and marry his Russian ex-girlfriend (although I don't really understand why).

All for now. Take care all, Adios.