  Woo, my week for social type stuff and ideas. The other day I got invited to a party, last night I got a call from my old next door neighbour wanting to know if I wanted to go drinking with him and today I realised I can afford to go to urlLink Leeds festival for the weekend.
My old next door neighbour I’ve known as long as I can remember, this is someone whose mother always watched over from the landing while we were out playing, and I can understand why she’d watch over him though. Over the years, being kids I can’t count on one hand how many times I’ve bust his nose. Though one time he did steal my Lego motorbike guy and lose it somewhere, bastard. She also never allowed him to go anywhere involving crossing roads, had him and his brothers babysat till he was 15 (he’s probably barely 16 now). Now he wants me to go drinking with him, I still remember the time we got him drunk, two cans of cider and he was shaking and laughing, obviously we didn’t stop there, what was the point in having him drinking with us if were not gonna make him vomit and say he’ll never drink again?.
Getting him home was fun; getting drunk people home’s always fun. The first time I got really drunk at thirteen I can remember having a friend having to open my house door for me ‘cause the key just wouldn’t go in the lock. Later that day I woke up, felt like death and had the biggest grin on my face, then drove for 45 minutes to my dads and suddenly didn’t feel so good.
My other friend looked pretty camp that night, and stopped drinking fosters after two pints and went on to tiny martinis with lemonade, every time he went to the toilet half his drink was gone, we just blamed it on the girl he like and he shrugged it off. Heh, now I’m thinking “Kids are the meanest things”. It’s true. I never got bullied or anything, but I can remember allsorts of things, like the time some kid at my table kicked me under the desk and said something nasty to me.
Yeah, he soon got a kick in the balls at play time. He was also the kid that actually smelt like he crapped himself. Junior school was OK, but I spent a fair bit of time with the headmaster. Mainly because I never shut up, and while I was talking I wasn’t working, and while I wasn’t working I was stopping others work. Thinking about now it was really unfair. [now playing – Alkaline trio – 97] 
