Childhood is short, immaturity is forever.

Ever get that feeling that you're never, ever going to grow up? Not in the psuedo-paedophilic Michael Jackson/Peter Pan kind of way. More going to business meetings but laughing about poop jokes in your head while other people are talking.

That's a weird way to start a blog.

So there's a book I'm writing! Yes, excitement. Should be a dramatic little piece, and the first chapter is going to be done at some point this week, if I get around to it. Maybe no one cares but I'm going to talk about it anyway. I think I stole one of the storylines from Spiderman though.

I walked into a complete stranger today and said 'alright mate' because I thought he was Lucky Malik. Lucky Malik he was not. I stared at him for about 5 seconds (he stared back), then sprinted around the corner with my head in my hands. Very masculine. What's even better is there was an old lady coming around said corner. She must have thought me rabid or something.