December 2002 - Sinister

Sinister: crappy sobby story #2
by pulu xxx 12 Dec '02

12 Dec '02

i apologize for this in advance.. i don't how to start, but i went google and wrote his (ex again!!) lastname on it, then i saw his little broher's name in it as he had taken part at this GO game happening thing, so i thought i see his picture, but HE the ex was in it too. smiling happily, and the happening thing was in my hometown.. and to this day i've been worrying how he was doing, and apparently he is fine, and i'm still in this bluddy shape. pretending to be over it. i'm just shaking and feel like crying. i just wanted to get confirmation that what happened was right and justified that he was doing so badly that we couldn't be together and he needed time for himself, but i can't help thinking that it was just because of me that i just made him miserable. what if i do that to everyone, what if everyone has to seek psychiatric help after being with me? i never wanted to make him feel so sick, never ever, but i did. and i hate myself for not being able to forget him, and hate myself for whining about it. why can't i just let him go! i hate myself for crying after seeing a picture of him. i was just searching info about this exam i'm about to have in couple of hours, it's about philosophy and science and i can't go to the exam, not after this, cos i'm about to start crying more and it's easy to hide behind this computer, and i don't have enough hankerchiefs to blow my bluddy nose. that fucking picture is in my head and i see him and i don't know whether there was some sort of remark about the photographer (a girl) and him like they'd have something going on. but it's just that he was here in this town and i wish he would've let me known, even if we would've not met, but still. and just lately i've been thinking about the things he said when we really broke up, when he didn't answer my phone calls, he said that too many things disappointed him, and i think i know some of the reasons, but too many; like there'd be immense amount of things that i did wrong or wasn't capable of doing. today i went to this department store to see what kind of after shaves they have, cos i'm buying some for my dad as a christmas present, so they had this 'live jazz' that was his scent. so now i have little bit of it on this piece of paper and i've been smelling it every now and then today, and it maked me feel safer like there'd be something still going on, but now i know there isn't. i'm not going to get even merry christmas from him not even on a text message. i'd love to bang my head on the wall, and i'd love to scream and to cry, and swear loudly, and pull my hair. i thought i was getting over him, i thought i wouldn't feel like this. it'll be a year now in what 10 days.. i'd like to get drunk as well, but then when i've got a hangover everything feels so much worse. all those fucking latin sentences nihil difficil amante or something, he knew all those, and i only knew few of them and he wondered how i knew so little. fuck latin and philosophy, fuck school and bloody universities i'm just so tired of it and this. i look like a mess, running red nose and swollen red eyes. thinking of chocolate chip cookies used to make me feel better, but i just couldn't care less, i just want to smoke and drink, and that exam: 2 hours left, but i just can't do it, i don't even know where to go, where i'd feel better. i can't help wondering whether am i just so self-centered that seeing him smiling made me feel this bad? i feel like throwing up when thinking about that picture of him smiling at the camera. feeling so much better without me. i'm sorry for this and all the swearing. please, don't hate me for whining, and having a crappy self-esteem. i just needed to write. me __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail Plus - Powerful. Affordable. Sign up now. http://mailplus.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Re: Sinister: sleepwalking and dirty dreams
by anakin_sky＠gmx.net 12 Dec '02

12 Dec '02

> i have been listening to incredable amounts of INTERPOL lately - right now > i am stuck on the last song on the cd - which would be - Leif Erikson - > the words and the music completely fit the entire mood that i am in right now > - his voice is so thick and hollow sounding - it sounds like it is eminating > from this deep well of dispair - large and looming over every failed relationship > and torrid romance - i am so in love with this record yeah, it's a wonderful record...i would say it's majestic. so powerful and beautiful. and their gig i went to in october was just incredible, one of these moments where you feel completely overfilled with happiness. it never ceases to amaze me that music can do this to you... erm, yes. someone else on this list (sorry, forgot who it was) was talking about a teacher and belle & sebastian... this morning we talked about music with my spanish teacher and it turned out that he loves them! yay! weird, though, you sit in a spanish class and someone asks the teacher what he's got in his minidisc player right now, and he says belle & sebastian, and you just gasp...hm. nice. he's a very cool guy anyway. talking about b&s, richard's dj-set at the smile birthday in manchester recently was fantastic. this city needs someone like him who doesn't play "indie" stuff you can hear everywhere else. i think. but then i've only been here for 3 months and haven't seen everything yet. although a lot... i'm still looking for a club night with more american indie pop, indie rock, postrock etc....but maybe that's too specialized. or something. whatever. yet another person on this list (hannah?) was talking about all tomorrow's parties...really think i might go this year. i've actually managed to post all my sinister christmas exchange gifts, yay. wonder what i will get... anyway, i wish everyone happy christmas days! anne. -- +++ GMX - Mail, Messaging & more http://www.gmx.net +++ NEU: Mit GMX ins Internet. Rund um die Uhr für 1 ct/ Min. surfen! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: "cigarrettes, icecream......"
by hannah brown 12 Dec '02

12 Dec '02

i was on my way to college as usual yesterday. It was cold and i was avoiding the usual hubub of angry people and crossing the many roads i have to cross to get to my destination. I came to a wide road and i looked left, looked right and saw that everything was clear so i crossed. Just as i came near the to the curb this idoit screeched right up to my legs. In the space of about a second i was leaning on the boot of his car. God only knows how he managed to break so quickly but if he was any slower i would have gone hurtling in the air. I turned round and all i could manage to do was loosly wave my wooly mittened hand at him and shout " you fucking idiot, you fucking idiot". He shrugged his shoulders a bit and screeched off again. I carried on walking and realised my patheticness, then fantasised about smashing his window and grabbing his grubby neck and shaking him up. Then i cried a bit coz i was wearing stupid mittens and a duffle coat which is hardly likely to scare a three year old let alone a boy racer. On the way back from college (now carrying 4 big sketch books and an A1 folder) i watched the behaviour of the people at my bus stop. Most people had adopted the same vacant stare like they had all been zapped with the same kind of electric prod, i looked in my reflection and saw that same stare on my own face. My bus came and i got shoved about, recieving the odd "TUT" for having a very inconvienient sized folder with me. I then fantasised that all the people on the bus ( bar me and the bus driver) got rounded up on a big ferry where they would be transported to a large island far far away, i dreamt of waving them all goodbye and laughing to myself. Today i went to college again. I bought two cups of tea from the bar and was served by a sweet fair haired chap with soft skin and a friendly smile. I then fantasised about moving to Edinborough and eating tangerines by the fire. fanasies, it's a dangerous way to have fun hannah b _________________________________________________________________ STOP MORE SPAM with the new MSN 8 and get 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: calling all designers ...
by Katrina House 12 Dec '02

12 Dec '02

hello, if there are any graphic designers or computer artists out there who may be interested in doing some work for us, please email me at shop(a)banchory.net with "designers" in the subject line so i can contact you with more details - thank you! cheers, katrina. banchory / belle & sebastian press - management - merchandising po box 25074 glasgow g2 6ld scotland email: shop(a)banchory.net http://www.banchory.net http://www.belleandsebastian.co.uk/home +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: sleepwalking and dirty dreams
by s. lord 12 Dec '02

12 Dec '02

i have been listening to incredable amounts of INTERPOL lately - right now i am stuck on the last song on the cd - which would be - Leif Erikson - the words and the music completely fit the entire mood that i am in right now - his voice is so thick and hollow sounding - it sounds like it is eminating from this deep well of dispair - large and looming over every failed relationship and torrid romance - i am so in love with this record - i listened to it all day yesterday - sometimes i will listen to music for an incessent amount of time and then i will get tired of it for a bit - i bought this album in september and i have yet to get tired of it - listening to it about two times a day - like i used to do with my belle and sebastian records - but those aren't moody enough for me right now - i am in the throws of a depression and i need something that speaks my moods - and turn on the bright lights does - things around my house have been a bit confusing as of late - i am in the midst of a personal struggle with my id and superego - between my wants and know what i needs - it is tiring - at this time in the game i am really not sure what i want to do - should i remain the same - or should i go out and take a chance on the new boy - perhaps things will work out him and i will have all my problems solved - but that would be too easy i think - when would the other shoe drop? - oh well i guess - tomorrow is a new day to think of this - i'm going to bed - i will sleep on it and hopefully a dream will point me in the right direction - thanks for listening everyone - hope everyones holiday season is off to a good start - -love to you all -s.s.lord ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ what we place most hopes upon generally proves most fatal. - vicar of wakefeild _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 with e-mail virus protection service: 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: All I want for Christmas is Chu
by James Thorniley 11 Dec '02

11 Dec '02

Dear Santa, I would like to draw your attention to the fact that I have been a very good boy this year. Remarkably good in fact. Some would say that no boy has ever been quite as good in a single year before. I have done many good things, like I have been to almost all lectures and done my work. I have read about how I am a bad man in the Guardian a few times, and felt better about myself for doing it. I went to an anti-war demonstration and pretended to be a hippy for a day, but I have also read some editions of "The Mail" and found out, among other things, how much worse Cherie Blair is than me. I have not eaten too much cake, but I do still like it. In light of all this, I wonder if you could arrange for me to receive the following items: - A photograph of Photo Jenny - Tigermilk(ing) - Bowling and Drinking - A cigarette and a caravanette in Hull - Services that I may reasonably require - Bowling and Drinking - Girl - A spoon and a decent book - Bowling and Drinking - A special deal on renting from the man at rediffusion - A documentary on radio 4 - Bowling and Drinking Please also Santa, I would love it if you could perhaps organise some Sinister Bowling and Drinking, I do love it so. I would organise it myself but it might go very wrong. Thankyou Mr Claus. James +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: birdies and geeses and buses *och my*
by marisa stroud 11 Dec '02

11 Dec '02

(please excuse me, I'm writing an essay on Pope's 'Rape of the Lock') *Canto I* I would like to apologise to one of the sinister gentleman with whom I was exchanging messages with earlier this fall...I seem to have lost his emails in the dense mists of time. But it was thinking about him, and how I should reply to his last email (although, despite my best efforts, I was unable to find it) that made me remember this. He said he found Glasgow cold and bleak. Didnt fancy it much. I wanted to tell him, yes it is cold, and the endless concrete and harsh Weegie accents can make it seem unfriendly. *(apologies to all Glaswegians: I know youre a lovely friendly people. But the weegie ned accent is in the top five most grating of all accents of the entire world, and you all know it)* But sometime in spring, when the days are starting to last well into the night and the mornings cant wait till morning, you may find yourself sitting up in your flat all on your own, trying to write an essay due the next afternoon for which youve not read the books when all of a sudden you notice that the sky is lightening and the trees planted inside your flat complexs yard are full of birds who think they have to cheer the sun along in order to make it rise. * ink polaroid * I am wearing the black stretch Adidas pants that I bought to wear to the gym (but who have only seen the inside of my bedroom as I relax with a book) and the big red Queens University (Canada) hoodie that I wear to invoke studious karma. I heard the birds calling to each other in the trees, shut off the standing lamp beside my coffee table/desk, and climbed up onto the wide windowsill. Opening the me-sized screenless window as wide as I can, I perch sideways on the edge of the sill, breathe in the smell of new leaves and listen to the birds screaming in the trees. (Incidentally, I might love that Arab Strap song just because it invokes this memory) Ive never told anyone about this memory, for no particular reason. But whenever I think back on my time in Glasgow, being a student at the uni there and living in a real live, genuine British flat, that morning always sticks out in my mind. Im the only one I ever caught sitting on the windowsill, enjoying the sound of the wind in the trees and loving the dear green place. It belongs just to me, and to a really good time in my life. I miss the days where everything was possible and nothing was urgent. I miss Glasgow. Here all the windows have screens, and the streets smell like gasoline. The birds dont scream when theyve all flown south. Dont worry, Jen, the geese do take turns being at the head of the triangle when they all fly south. The formation is designed to reduce wind resistance, helping them use as little energy as possible during their long flights sough. The further back you are in the formation, the less energy you have to use to stay aloft. When the head goose gets tired, s/he falls back to the end of the triangle, and another goose takes over. The lesson here? Geese are bloody Commies! (go with it) Thats the kind of thing you learn when you live in the Land of the Canada Goose. They also poop everywhere and are slightly menacing. So I dont mind that we only have them for six months of the year. *Canto II* I was thinking about Kierans post (and his post-post post) about the bus. I lived within walking distance to my school until I got to high school. There were two, then three, then four of us in my neighbourhood who went to the same school, so we got rides in the morning from parents. We usually made our own way home via public transportation, which gave us a taste for freedom and independence. We began having adventures on the bus, and took it lots of places (until we started to get our drivers licenses and wouldnt deign to go anywhere without a point-to-point chauffeur). I remember waiting at the bus stop, idly watching the traffic and looking for the noisy giant beetle to come trundling along the right lane of traffic. People in their cars would always gawk at us in the bus shelter, as if we were a particular species of bus-people not often seen outside of zoos or travelling freak shows. I think we overestimate our untouchability when were in cars: we think were safe and cozy and inside, but were separated from the outside world only by metal and tires and plush seats. True, there arent many beautiful people on buses, but as I watched the cars go by I didnt see many beautiful people in them, either. They must hide somewhere else altogether. Jets, maybe. Or galleons. Or maybe they were the exclusive recipients of those HoverCars we were all promised by the year 2000. Bastards. (If anyone ever gets a HoverCar, Ill give them my set of B&S playing cards for a ride in it. Wait...they were 30 Canadian dollars...let me think about that one...) *Canto III* I sent out my Sinister Christmas Presents yesterday! I feel a bit gauche cause I didn't have any glitter, but I made sure to use two gluesticks in cut-and-paste efforts to make up for it. Hope it will suffice, and I promise to invest in sparkly things for next year. (Was I the only one to get funny looks for making presents for strangers on a emailing list?) I like giving presents to people I don't know cause if they don't like them, they can pass them on without worrying if I'll be offended. If someone didn't like the present I gave them, I'd rather they gave it away to someone who'd appreciate it instead of letting junk clutter up their house. *do I sense an onslaught of donations to someboysjumpers?* I think I should stop now. Merry Christmas Shopping, everyone. marisa. _________________________________________________________________ Tired of spam? Get advanced junk mail protection with MSN 8. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. 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Sinister: so down...
by Emilie Aune 10 Dec '02

10 Dec '02

Dear Sinister, I´ve been a member since a couple of months ago but this is the first time i write something......don´t know why I haven´t written before.....anyway, know it feels like i don´t have anyone i really can talk because noone really understands me and nobody cares (ok my mother), but it feels like none of my friends understands me and i don´t really want to tell everything because it´s so f***ing hard to talk about feelings....i think it´s embarrassing and so because i´m let down again and again and i feel like a big mistake. Ok, it´s a guy....we´ve known each other for over a year and i´ve been in love with him all the time. We were going out for a couple of months now this automn but it turned out bad for me....he left me and i miss him so much....it really aches inside and today i´m so down......this is one of those really bad days. Yesterday was ok, but today it´s bad. Some days are better and you feel really strong and think that you can go on without him (he was a pig anyway and doesn´t deservs you)......but then the next day you feel so weak and miss him so much. I don´t know what to do....i´m just waiting for time to pass so i can forget him....because everyone says that you will forget him after a while....time goes by and you will forget him.....but it feels like time just passes by and my feelings don´t change a bit....they just go stronger and i long to see him....so how long must i wait? I just want him to come back to me....even though he has treated me really bad....cause i can´t go on without him. I want.....i want so much that i can´t have.....it´s like to wish impossible things....to wish impossible things......the only thing i can put my trust into now are these great bands in the world....like b&s, cure, a couple of swedish bands etc....who sing about those feelings i have inside.....then i feel a little bit better because i´m not alone in the world to feel this down..... Anyway, i just felt for writing a little.....and actually it feels a little bit better....a little bit.......i should try to get some sleep now (after watching the telly for a while) because i have to go to work again tomorrow..... Thank´s for reading this....if you came that far.... / love em from sweden _________________________________________________________________ Bli förälskad på MSN Dejting http://www.msn.se/dejting/default.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: as wise as an owl; possibly two owls
by Jennifer Knutsson 10 Dec '02

10 Dec '02

Well hello These past couple of weeks have been a bit funny (like rough not just amusing), so I decided to think of things that have made me smile recently, as a distraction. When I went over it in my head, there is a lot of fab stuff going on if you pay attention. Firstly, Velocity Farewell included some Dexy's lyrics in her post yesterday, from a song that I love. I ended up with it stuck in my head all day, but in a good way. My 5 year old cousin read me a story for the first time at the weekend. It was Little Miss Wise. She had some trouble with some of the words but essentially it was her doing the reading. Its unbelievable, 3 months ago she could hardly recognise her own name and now she can read books. The geese that wander around campus are still making me smile. They sometimes walk in formation, like they are practising for when they fly in those big pointy arrows or something. I wonder how they decide who goes at the front? I suppose the biggest, toughest goose does it, although it would be nice if they took turns. I saw a minor celebrity whilst out shopping the other day. Well, not really a celebrity, just someone from the summer's Big Brother, but I am frighteningly obsessed with Heat magazine and so this was quite a big deal for me. (I won't go into details as no-one outside Britain will know who I mean... That's not even the point) Also, that very same day, I found a record that I had been wanting for 4 years. S.M.D.U by Brock Landars... A bootleg of prodigys smack my bitch up and song 2 by blur. I was just rooting through the bargain bin and there it was, on single and priced at just 49p! Its not a collectors item or anything, I just liked the song and never managed to find it. Its been so long, I couldnt even remember what it sounded like, only that I liked it. And the good news is, I do still like it. I worried, you see, when I got home. You know how it is when you remember something as being brilliant, and then when you finally see/hear/smell it again its not quite as good as it was in your head? But I still like it. But possibly the most sure-fire way to make me smile at the moment are the signs I've spotted in York. Yesterday, I saw an official road-sign directing you to "Local shops", and another telling you not to let your dog walk on the city walls, as well as last weeks "Pedestrians! Dead slow" which I still don't quite understand. But I'm sure it is meant to be helpful. I'm not really sure if any of this is going to make anyone else smile but maybe if you are feeling a bit down you could look out for similar stuff in your life? Everyone knows, happiness is to be found at the bottom of the bargain bin. Jen xxx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: MORE GIFT EXCHANGE NEWS
by Madeleine McNeil 10 Dec '02

10 Dec '02

I return from my weekend of drunken debauchery (which involved dressing up in an Enid from Ghostworld cat mask, gaining odd bruises in odd places and losing my phone in the back of a taxi) to bring you yet another CHRISTMAS GIFT EXCHANGE public announcement. Laura's email is playing her up something rotten, and some assignments have not been getting through to people. Everyone should have got an email telling them the address of the person/people they are sending to. If you haven't received an email from Laura with this information in it, please email her AND me, then we will get it all sorted out for you. This may mean people get their gifts a little late but if you complain, we will kill you. I do hope everyone who can will be coming to How Does It Feel next Thursday to watch SM spin some discs. First one to request the Birdie Song gets.... ostracized. I am still over the moon about the return of the poetry parrot. Pickle Prince, what on earth is he up to? Much Love Madeleine xxxx _________________________________________________________________ The new MSN 8: advanced junk mail protection and 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister(a)missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo(a)missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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