Halloween Party

We had the most try hard party last night.
Fake cobwebs, carved pumpkins, floating ghosts, skull garlands, plastic spiders, I-tripped music around the whole flat, dead person's outline, vodka jelly with halloweens sweets, red lamps, soggy sausage rolls. What more would you want at a Halloween party?

The costumes were equally amazing with an Edward Scissorhands, Jimmy Saville and a Jim fixed it for me 'am I bovvered' schoolgirl, the Hulk, Paul Fatty-bum-bum-touch-the-man-boobs-ringmaster Hutton, yours truly as an Oompa Loompa, a crazy insect Queen...

At 9pm we had three guests - 2 of them were Sim's. By 11pm the place was heaving and we were off our heads on Shambles (wine, vodka and red bull). Can't remember much about the evening apart from Paul dry humping everything he could get his fatty hands on on the dance floor...That's it really...

JET reunion

On Thursday 12am, Mr and Mrs Indecisive aka Paul chan and JC finally realise that we needed to book a place for karaoke for 14 peops. Wholly crap. Needless to say, it was a complete waste of time meaning that the indecision bled into Friday.

Friday afternoon, Paul booked a room for three hours for karaoke. Despite ringing up three times, we were still unsure exactly whether the booking went through or now. How's your K-go, anyone?

5pm Mark and JC booked their places at the happy hour bar with the international crew arriving in dribs and drabs. It was bloody great to see everyone and just like old times, even though most of the time was spent speaking to Paul and telling each other how much we love each other and that we should spend more time together. (Really, we can't spend more time together).

Saturday, Laura, Po-ru and JC went for a sneaky practice hour and cranked out every song on Shidax Gold. Karaoke with the full gang is no old school affair but proper
J-styley. So much so that it even had the scoring at the end. As always, the silent second mike would only score 5 points less than the one being used. Corkers such as Kilby's gangsters paradise, Don't Look Back in Anger, Ironic - where's Amy? - Do you know the way to San Jose, Unbreak my Heart etc. Classics!

14 of us then try to get into GAY late, though we get turned away cos we're just not gay enough. Boo hoo!

The party splinters off with dull going-home folk, party bopping folk and fat bastard folk. I fell into the last category including fellow fat bastards, Sim chan, Neal-sama and Laura chan. Kilby, who many of you will know as super J-poi chan piked after 30 mins but ended up falling asleep on the night bus and ended up in Wood Green. Toooooooooooiiiiiiiiiii j'an.

The adventures started in the very rude C resto where the waiter was suitably unimpressed with Ne-ru's attempts at using numbers. Our visit was cut short when he informed us of the 10 quid minimum order per person. We then went to the not so friendly inn where the lady started closing our menus when I asked them whether they sold noodle soup. Laura complained that they were just throwing away money, to which the bird replied, 'I don't need your money. I'm rich'.

Sunday just left me feeling sad. Sad that I don't see you cool, crazy cats enough.

Sorry my writing makes no sense. Eaten too much pudding, I think which has made me a bit hyper.

Reunions

You know when you're getting old when you have fifty reunions to attend.

JET RETURNERS
Not strictly a reunion but I met up with Kilby and Louise a few weekends ago after the returners conference thingy in London. Was cool, though we did spend a bit too much time a Wetherspoons than is ok for a non-student. I out-did myself by ordering the two meals for £5.29 deal. Am a povvo and a fat basta*d. Still haven't managed to get rid of Kilby

JET REUNION mark II
We're going to have about 10 ex-JETs coming to stay in a couple of weeks time from all over the shop. The flat is going to stink. Not because of the people specifically but the smell of too many people cramped in a small flat who will be hitting the booze hard. Bring on all things J...

SCHOOL REUNION
In 3 weeks time, I'm going to be attending my 10 year school reunion. Am going to cry. Just been on Friends Reunited. There are people who have been made Directors of their companies, bank managers etc. I beg the question: what have I done with my life? Say I, sat in my jammies at 10am on a Tuesday morning discussing the virtues of Primark with Paul via MSN (who IS at work incidentally).

All this makes me feel incredibly old and sad that time passes so quickly. Reunions make me sad that I see people I love spending time with so infrequently and because I have lost touch with so many people. Well, will be strange and cool to catch up on the last ten years.