Cars, Women and Riches, Cars, Money and Bitches

Let me bring those of you who aren't in 'the loop' up to speed regarding my vehicle situation:
First of all, I bought my current car myself, using money that I've had since I was a wee bairn which was supposed to be saving for University. I couldn't afford to insure it, so my parents are currently paying for it at the moment. My dad is the legal owner of the car and it is insured in his name; I am the second driver. The insurance is still very expensive, as we cannot claim my dad's 'no-claims' discount on more than one car.
Secondly, this means our household has three cars. Since we live so close to a station, there are bays outside out house, which you need a (cheap) permit to park in between 11 am and 12.30 pm, so as to prevent commuters parking there all the live-long day. However, there is a maximum of two permits per household, meaning I do not have one. I'm usually at school between 11 and 12.30, so it normally doesn't affect me. But lately, what with being off school, I've had to park in the drive that we share with our neighbours (who have valid permits on both of their cars).
Thirdly, my neighbour is an old git. He is a prick of a grumpy old geezer. One time, he complained about my band practice being too loud at 3 pm on a Saturday afternoon because he was trying to watch the football...
Right, now that you are up to speed, on with the blog!
I'm thinking about getting a motorbike, for reasons one and two, as stated above. They are cheaper to run, smaller to park, cheaper to insure... etc. Also bikes are way cool. So yes, once my exams are over I'm going to seriously look into that.
Anyway I've been parked in the drive all week, and this pisses my neighbour off (even though he can legally park directly in front of the path leading up to his front door, and there is a space there right now). So I went out briefly to run a few errands (hark at me) and when I get back, guess what? That's right. He has moved his car three feet FURTHER from his house, JUST so that I cannot park in the driveway. I'm not sure if he realises about the permit situation, but even so, what an utter cunt! I already got one ticket for parking outside my own house (£40! Damn government), if I get another one, I'm gonna make him pay for it, the bastard. This is the meanest act I've experienced all week. There is no good reason for his actions beyond attempting to instigate negative feelings in me.
Oh yes, and I'm not prepared for my Mechanics Maths exam in eighty minutes.

And that's the end o' that chapter.