The *uckenings unfold

There’s no alcohol sold in Thailand until May first. Great. So Miss Rambo will be watching us getting drunk on video call on her birthday. Could it be any worse? But rather than to be miserable she’s decided to drink coffee and exercise. Fine is what you might think, but you’ve never seen her on coffee. I wish for her and for us she’d have a bottle of rum.

Jadenchong has been reminiscing and is going on about the fact that we never take enough pictures when we are together. Wait a minute. All we ever do is take pictures and videos. So where have they gone?

Anyhow. The show has begun and Jadenchong has announced to cheers on Miss Rambos birthday. What do I do? It’s 9.30am. I’m on a different continent, hold your horses. I don’t want to be hungover at 4pm and besides I haven’t washed my face yet. I feel peer pressure.

Instead of making a decision whether to drink at 9.30am or not I decided to go on a bike ride. So I went to the bathroom to get ready and I flossed. Afterwards my front tooth had moved slightly out of place. Sitting on my bicycle I kept thinking about how and why we floss. And why is it so hard. I can’t seem to get every gap and I’ve been trying for centuries.

Four hills and two descends later I finally made it to the top and the voice in my head stopped. What a treat. On my last downhill performance I almost crashed with a deer. After that near death experience my front tooth had popped back into place and the voice was back. Great. I should have just joined the celebration conversation.

Back on the safe grounds of the living room I connected to the online party. Miss Rambo had found a most definitely illegal alcohol source and it’s still not quite clear what it was exactly. In retrospective I have to say it is not smart to drink a bottle of alcoholic beverage if it’s description is in Thai. Two hours later Jadenchong had turned into an angry messenger filter party glass telling Miss Rambo to put her forty-year-old butt face back on live camera but she was physically incapable. Being faced with a yet new situation, I turned myself into a tequila sunrise as well trying to keep up the celebration spirit. As the madness flattened I excused myself to turn to my daily wondering.

Angry glass Jadenchong stayed up all night and was according to her own statement ‘dying’ this morning. Miss Rambo seemed to have gotten a good night sleep and has announced that she just finished that bottle and feels fine. Oh lordy!

So being back on real time after having caught up on the major events I have to tell you I had to let go of David the lemon. His smell was too rough to handle.

Poor Dave. It leaves me wondering about the squirrel and I wish I would have taken the time to listen to Dave while he was still with me. But it didn’t seem important enough at the time and now I’m full of regrets. He took Ludwig’s story to his grave and it seems as if they both have left me now. I will learn from this!

I will live life to the fullest from now on! I will seize the moment I promise!

I will listen and I will take the time to be there for my lemons. For my fruits, my vegetables and my human colleagues. Maybe I should call the cucumber. Even though camping is definitely canceled due to rain but we might just hang for the weekend. I will not tolerate any more regrets ever again.