12.02.2011
He is crazy that Charles Bukowski. Real crazy.
I sit on the toilet in the hotel and somehow my vacation looks like his life. I put down “The Most Beautiful Woman in Town” and take another sip of whisky.
In drinking I am like a 4 years old girl – I get high after on shot. Very cheap, but my friends decided to make me a man.
We got ourselves a new friend – Glenfidch. Expensive 12 years old whisky that make ourselves a promise to finish till the end of the week. And we are drinking (That and going down blue slope on Borovets without braking nothing) the We drink from sunrise to sunset, And then… we just kept doing it (Something that probably messed up our sky lessons – but who cares?). Charles Bukowski did I say? I got the book from a friend that asked me to read it and tell me what I think about…
I lying on the bed having a nice monologue about my friend’s mother and her sex habits. He’s doing the same – or at least that what I think he says I don’t take the effort to listen to him. Probably says something about what I did when the dancer dance-leap on me.
I laughed. That’s what I did. After drinking all the day and after 2 more beers down on the club – I just cannot look at her trying to open my belt. Trying and trying… I am sorry that was funny…
Take Care
Gad
A beer to start the day
The slopes of the ski site
A Good spot to have a sip of whisky, good as any other place
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