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A little drunk thought

A little drunk thought

I'm a bit drunk.

It's the 4th July and most G@gers here are busy celebrating and having a great 4th July.

Here we celebrated here too, even if we aren't US citizens. It was someone's birthday.

I drank just a little.
I drank just a little.

We ate, we drank, we laughed, smoked cigars and played cards. It was a beautiful evening, we had all fun.

I wish my girlfriend would be here too. There are women too in our group, not only Sacha "la bestia Siberiana". She could be friends with them.

Sacha the Siberian Beast
Sacha the Siberian Beast

She could have been here eating, laughing and playing cards too, or chatting.

But she has to be victim of her own paranoia and hate everything and everyone who's not me or her mother or my sister.

Why she has to refuse every chance to go out and make some friends?

I love her, but she's driving me mad.

But it's fine. For her it's fine that way.

The upside for her this evening is that I'll be liquored up enough to not be a nagging, hypertense "scassapalle". That she'll be able to just push me on the bed or couch and do whatever the f*xk she wants.

It's fine, I had my fun and she'll have hers.

But first let me raise the bet and get a new hand. Anatoly just raised.

A little drunk thought
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