It's a question that needs answering.
Today i am using this purely out of despiration. i am having trouble finding
anyone to go to ATP with and wondered if there are 3 people with the same
dilema???? The small amount of friends that i do have are either broke or
planning on travelling the world. Anyone out there interested, i am good to
live with, and even if you end up hating me it's only for afew days, snif.
Let me know if you are interested, please. thanks
happy new year hannah b
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ok i've left it till now to hope that someone else
does the
REPORTING BACK on the London Bowling. but they haven't
(you lazy boys) so it's left to me. so here goes.
SINISTER LONDON BOWLING!!!!!!
REPORTING
BACK
HURRAH
picture the scene in your mind (North London, cold)
look at all the people (well four of them) and take a
note
of the setting behind (la la la: Bowling Alley)
Listen, watch and wait
Hope that a few more people will turn up (phone Lord
Ken
of Sinister a few times, gossip about Mark and decide
he's
probably had a better offer)
An hour later come to the sad conclusion that this is
it
Go in anyway and start drinking (3 pints and a coke
please)
start talking (B&S always a safe one to start with)
hurridly book the alley (note, only one needed)
get the shoes (mine were new you know)
go and bowl.
Elle was particularly splendid. Getting strikes one
moment
(well, two of them) and absolutely nothing with the
next
few (four i believe) balls. whoever you is that all my
words
and actions come from, i think you could have made me
at least win.
James, Sam and Paul played rather well but Elle was
too
overawed about the concept of being out with three
charming young men to take any notice of that.
Games came to an end. Have no idea who won.
Went to pub. Drank more.
Talked music, books, sinister gossip (quite shocking)
and
drank more. all was going splendly until James
realised
his bag had been stolen. all too drunk to react very
much
and just said oh.
discussed how wonderful Xmas Xchange had been and how
much
we all loved Mses Llew and Minx. Wondered if they'd
consider
organising/licencing the concept to allow a Sinister
Valentine Card Xchange. Just think - you send a
Valentine
Card to a Sinistarian and are (almost) guaranteed a
similar card from an unknown 'admirer'. it'll help
take
the pain out of that otherwise horrendous day. the
more cards
you send, the more cards you receive. now, i know you
can just
send cards to yourself, but it's not quite the same.
what
do you reckon?
drank more. talked more. listened to remarkably good
music
argued about exact location of iraq. drank more.
pub closed.said goodbyes. went home.
Elle reached the lonely depths of surrey, took taxi as
still
scared by that rapist even though he's now in prison.
had
argument with taxi driver who called her 'love'. where
is
the surrey sinister massive when you need it? is it
really
just elle and james (during holiday times only).
anyone
else out there willing to own up to the indignity of
living in surrey? it's just a part-time massive
otherwise.
REPORTING BACK TOTALLY OFF TOPIC AND SIGNING OFF
BEFORE
SHE RANTS HER LIFE AWAY.
elle
xxx
ps. many thanks to Rhona for being my wonderful secret
santa. i've eaten the sweets, have failed to save any
money
yet and have stuck the photo on the front cover of my
diary.
xxx
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From: Erin
Sent: Thursday, December 26, 2002 12:36 PM
To: Dan
Subject: Space Cadet
Can you ever forgive me? I totally forgot that we had lunch plans until
after you left and I started eating. Everyone asked why you didn't stay and
Matt said that you had plans to meet friends for lunch and I realized that I
was the "friends". I'm so sorry and would love the opportunity to make it
up to you.
-Erin
From: Erin
Sent: Monday, December 30, 2002 08:21 AM
To: Dan
Subject: RE: Space Cadet
How about some time later this week?
-Erin
From: Dan
Sent: Monday, December 30, 2002 08:43 AM
To: Erin
Subject: RE: Space Cadet
I'm not saying this to make you feel bad, I'm just being honest. I feel
pretty bad about being totally forgotten. It says alot.
I don't care to reschedule.
-Dan
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So yo, I was thinking...
Everybody go now and thank Miss Laura Llew and Miss Maddie Minx for the
whole Grand Sinister Gift Swap. I haven't seen anybody do this and I think
we ALL should thank them, even if you didn't get hooked up* cause these
ladies worked HARD to organize and supervise it.
That, and they're both pretty splendid to begin with.**
l'Autre Jay
*Laura: he he he.
**This testimonial is completely unsolicited.
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Hello Sinister.
Happy new year. It struck me, shortly after midnight, that I never got
around to posting my list of favourite records of 2002. I shan't bother now
- I feel I've somewhat missed the boat - but I will say that I did like the
Lambchop, DJ Shadow and Low records, among others.
New year always has a strange air to it, I feel. There's an "enforced fun"
element where you have to, regardless of your mood, party. Heck! It's new
year's eve! The beginning of a new year! Let's celebrate! I have no real
problem with enforced fun, though, as long as its mandatory nature doesn't
take away the fun.
I was going to have a party at my house, but then that didn't happen, so
instead a few of us did went down into the centre of town to watch Big Ben
click round from 11:59. I'd never done that before, and it was quite
strange; there was so much noise and bustle that you didn't even hear the
bells chime. That was perhaps the biggest anti-climax of the lot.
It was still an interesting experience though. <<Asm raises a virtual pint>>
Here's to all those new resolutions, already broken.
love
Asm.x
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hallo there everyone!!!
and so this is how the new year starts - a sunny day, a merciful (and somewhat surprising!) lack of champers-hangover, and my new supremes cd to get it off to a poptastic start. i hope you all are doing well, especially those of you who have not been doing so great of late. although all is well with me, reading those posts served to remind me of how much this list has meant to me also in dark times (and good). if i didn't exactly come flooding back with support, know that i do think of you, all, and wish you happier times ahead.
so in a way i just want to sentimentalise a little (but just a little, i promise) and say thanks for, for three years now, making my world a little better and brighter everyday. this is for all the people who have made me smile a little every day, or made me see the world a little differently, who reminded me of all the nice there is in the world if we only look or make a little effort, or who helped make me feel a little less alone at crucial times, all the people that i've written to off-list, and who have written back and been ever so nice (i'm so scared of leaving anyone out, but you know who you are), to all the poetry parrots and weakest links and pantomimes, and exchanges (and exchangees!) and picnics and bowling and things (even if i can't get to any of them, it's just good to know they're out there), to marc who gave flesh to the idea, and to all of you lurkers too - it's good to know you're out there too.
may you all prosper and be happy, find love and be loved, do something pretty every chance you get (and create them when you don't). if there was another good wish i could think of right now i would wish it on you too, but i'll just leave a blank instead - you each know what you want to put in there:
a \ \ \ \ | | | | / / / /
sh \ \ \ | | | / / / /
oot \ \ | | | / / / /
ing s \ \ | | / / /
tar to \ \ | / /
make \ \| / /
it all co \ | /
me true! |
* . there, i hope it turns out just the way you want!
for myself, i hope for a little less death in the next year, yes, that would be nice. that, and a girlfriend... mmh, girlfriend...
well, i guess that's about it. tune in next time (i'm not making any promises!) for an account of "what i did in my holidays".
until then
love and suvvern greetings!
JohaN
ps. alison tarr: i know it probably isn't there yet, but hang in there: your gift IS on its way!
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Hello! How's trix?
Why has there been no mails lately, I hope it's not because everyone's been
out SOCIALISING! That'd be wrong, unless it's socialising with me then
that's ok.
BOWLING
========
I hope everyone had participated in the INTERNATIONAL SINISTER BOWLING DAY!
Dude, didn't the glasgow massive had the best bowling day ever!
Rambling
Evermore
Passionately
On
Recent
Trip
Involving
North
Glasgow
Bowling
Alley
Cool
Kids
so yeah! after a heated night in Glasgow at a club called the national pop
league, full of "HOT" CHIX, and then staying at a really WARM house. It was
time to go cold turkey the next day at a bowling alley in glasgow. Present
bowling members were (from memory)...
Ally cooooooouk
Ken Chuu
Kirsten KenyonBenyon
Lyndsey Callaghez
Prof P Field
Richard John G
Memorable moments included the discovery of a new bowling style known as THE
PANTHER, and the exquisite curling technique. The adaptation of THE PANTHER
style by one girl resulting in a strike. And ME! WINNING! BOTH! TIMES! I
ROCK. Although an attempt to get a TURKEY for christmas failed on the third
strike, and in each game it was down to the nail biting final frame to
decide the winner.
Oh.. and
RICHARD JOHN GILLANDER LOST TO A GIRL
RICHARD JOHN GILLANDER LOST TO A GIRL
RICHARD JOHN GILLANDER LOST TO A GIRL
RICHARD JOHN GILLANDER LOST TO A GIRL
:-)
It was nice to see everyone in Glasgow alife and well, and I have to try and
stop fancying every girl on the street in Glasgow just because they have a
scottish accent. (swoon)
I was hoping to go to the sunday bowling thing in London only to discover
that it was moved to SATURDAY! grr.. I hope to at least read a REPORTING
BACK, though. And other places in the world, you better had gone bowling or
i'd be very crossed (even though I'm unable to get crossed three times in a
row).
BTW Happy new year everyone! Anyone in london going to strange fruit
tonight? Come and say hi if you are!
Ken
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Hi,
I will report back briefly on the How Does It Feel... event the other day with DJ Struan:
It was grand, really. There was some dancing, some (very overpriced) drinking, and he played feckin' Human League! Human League fer christ's sake. That bit was horrible, but on the whole a good night. I have decided that in future, however, I shall not go out in London without some sensible plan of what I am doing overnight, lest I get stranded again. I was going to try and sleep in the arrivals lounge at Gatwick airport, but after night-bussing to Victoria, where I was hoping there would be late night trains to the airport, I found the station closed. I carried on riding night buses for a while, and eventually decided to make my way to Waterloo, where there would eventually be a train in the morning to take me home. However the night-bus to Waterloo didn't seem to actually go to Waterloo, and I ended up at London Bridge. After a brief (45 minute!) midnight sight-seeing walk along the river, I got to the station at 5am. There, I indulged in an uncomfortable conversation with!
a transient, who for some reason wanted to know if I was gay, because according to him I look it. When I escaped him I managed to get a little sleep on the train home, before collapsing in bed.
London bowling:
I've had a request to move it to Saturday, I believe its the 28th. We'll keep it at 3.30pm I suppose. I hope this is not worse for anyone. There should be more trains and stuff on saturday anyway so it should really be easier. Plus we can stay in the pub for half an hour longer.
Go here:
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See you all there, please come!!
James x
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Hey Sinister,
As soon as I put the phone down on the hook, and stopped trembling I grabbed
for a pad of paper and started writing but I couldn’t get past ‘hello
sinisterÂ’. I contented myself with the promise that IÂ’d write better
tomorrow when my head was clear. ItÂ’s been 3 days, and itÂ’s taken me 10
minutes to write this. I find that I can only write about something after
itÂ’s happen. And itÂ’s still happening.
As I put my pen down I went to my parents bookcase to look for Charles
Dickens ‘A Tale of Two Cities’, I had the line "It was the best of times, it
was the worst of times,” ringing in my head. Have you ever felt so
exhilaratingly happy, and disturbingly scared at the same time?
Before I grabbed for the pad of paper I was on the phone with my err,
well I donÂ’t really know who I was talking to anymore. (No, not my
girlfriend, but I don’t like to say ‘ex’ its not a proper word, I don't like
the way it sounds and certainly doesnÂ’t reflect how I feel). Her. The
girl. I think you get it. After an hour of me rambling on about nothing,
she very politely, told me to go. We talked about chocolates, the
Polyphonic Spree, Dostoyevsky, as if it were August, but the great extent of
the conversation was me just rambling on and on. I was so anxious that
there would be an awkward silence – with the noise of each other breathing
the only sound to be heard, or a pregnant pause to an ill thought out remark
on my behalf, I just kept on rambling and rambling on, throwing any word in
sight down the phone. I donÂ’t think she minded, I donÂ’t think she knew what
to say either.
It was so wonderful to hear her voice. I could have just curled up on my
bed, and let her voice creep like a snake into my ears, actually I think I
did. I didnÂ’t really care what she was saying, it all sounded like music to
me, corny I know, but truthful.
I stood with the phone in my hand, my finger poised over the last digit of
her number for almost as long. I was so nervous. I couldnÂ’t press the
button down for the shaking of my hand, or for the fear of her words (or
perhaps it simply was the vodka I was drinking). What would she say, after
I pressed down 3. Would she be glad I phone? Did she hate me? I wouldnÂ’t
blame her. I wondered whether sheÂ’d be in, or out enjoying herself,
forgetting about me. I wondered who would answer the phone, her or one of
her sisters, her parents - would they recognise my voice, would they raise
an eyebrow, would they tell me to put the phone down?
What I thought about the most was myself though. Was this the right thing
to do? If I put the phone down I could still escape. If I waited just a
couple more months perhaps the tears would stop, and then later the pain.
But I couldnÂ’t last a couple more months, I could hardly last an hour.
Throughout the conversation I had to keep biting my lip, whenever she
mention university, her new life - her life without me. IÂ’d missed so much,
and what had she missed? Nothing. At the slightest mention of a person I
didnÂ’t know, let alone a man I became insanely jealous, (and my lip very
thin,) but as quickly as we changed topics it evaporated.
Can I do this? Can I be her friend, just her friend only her friend. IÂ’ve
spent too long with her to know anything else, to want anything else. I
just want to hold her hand, hear her voice, but still...
Well it doesnÂ’t really matter if I can or canÂ’t, as soon as I picked up that
phone, no as soon as I sent that letter I pushed myself into it. And I
canÂ’t walk away again.
I had the grandest plans in September, but as September changed into
December all such plans had dissolved, and all I could do was write her a
letter. For the past three months IÂ’d been painting her a painting. I
wanted to do the most honest, beautiful and poetic thing I was capable of,
but as is customary for me, I ran out of time, and all I had left was a
letter. At the time it seemed like the most poetic beautiful thing IÂ’d ever
read let alone written. Actually, no it didnÂ’t, but it was all that I could
think of, quoting from Byron to Nick Drake, and as soon as I clicked on the
SEND button what confidence that was left in my body vanished.
I checked my inbox every hour, even though I knew it would be empty
(sinister didnÂ’t count at the time), but to my surprise she replied the next
day. I was so ecstatically happy, but just as I was about to click on it, I
was overcome by a rush of fear. I paced up and down the hall for about half
hour until I had the courage to open the damn thing. As soon as I read all
two sentences of it the fear had streamed out of my body. She said sheÂ’s
missed me! Oh, joy!
I read it again, and again, and as I did the fear started to creep back in.
Why had she used the past tense, yes she missed me, but does she miss me,
how does she feel now? And why did the first sentence emphasis ‘friends’ so
heavily, and why the passive voice?
I closed the window, I shut the computer down, I stopped thinking about it.
Until the next day, today, when I phoned her. I had to phone, her I
couldnÂ’t think of anything else to do, I had to do something. But I have no
idea what IÂ’ll do now. I just hope I can remember how to be her friend
Sorry, I should have waited, my head still isn't clear
cheerio andy
ps terrible news about joe strummer,
pss I heard b&s on the radio, number 20 in the festive fifty not bad,
although I still havenÂ’t made my mind up about the song, lovely trumpet
nonetheless
ppps yes, that was my poor attempt to include some content, sorry again
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BEANS AND THE BEANSTALK
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December
Stuart, and flatmate, Chris “Beans” Geddes.
Stuart: Chris, well, it looks like weÂ’ll have to sell
the old cow. We need some money. I dunno how much
weÂ’ll get for her. Take her to market and see what you
can get, Chris. IÂ’m trusting you not to mess up on
this. We need money for food, the TV license and to
pay the leccy bill, and maybe still have some for the
cinema.
Chris: Yeah. ItÂ’ll be sad to get rid of her.
Stuart: Well, goodbye Isobel.
Chris: You not coming?
Stuart: Nah. Gonna watch the telly.
Chris: WhatÂ’s on the box?
Stuart: Man About The House
Chris: .. With Paula Wilcox?
Stuart: Aye.
Chris: Kewl.
[Chris takes Isobel to market. He swaps her for some
Northern Soul records, ignoring Stuarts advice.]
Chris: not in any way definitive, just my current
faves. These are great!
Stuart: (rubbing hands gleefully) so lets see chris!
How much did you get us?
Chris: I met a man today. He told me something pretty
strange. There's always somebody saying something, He
said, "The world is as soft as lace." It reminded me
of records. So I ended up record shopping. Look, I
got this neat record, by Frank Wilson Do I Love You
(Indeed I Do). This is my favourite at the moment,
sends shivers down the spine from start to finish. A
great dance beat and a storming vocal that is
heartfelt but not too sentimental. A perfect record.
[Stuarts face drops.]
Stuart: (spluttering) you got records??
Chris: yeah, Lots of these tunes are pretty easy to
get on compilations.
Stuart: you got records????
Chris: Yeah. TheyÂ’re great. YouÂ’ll love them.
Stuart: (face like thunder) I donÂ’t love ANYTHING
Chris: Not even Christmas?
Stuart: Especially not that!
Chris: hey Stuart, you look like your about to
explodeÂ…
[Stuart gasps, turns on his heel, and walks out the
room.]
Chris: Nice day for a sulkÂ…
[goes back to looking at his records.]
[Stuart re-enters the room, picks up some of the
records, and in a rage, smashes them, and throws them
out the window, in a fit of rockÂ’nÂ’roll madman antics.
Chris looks on, shocked.]
Chris: Whadja do that for?
Stuart: I asked you to get us some money!
Chris: Records are valuable! and for a small fee I'll
dj in your front room.
Stuart: we need money. Chris, we need cash for food.
Your djing at school discos wonÂ’t get us far, will it?
Its not as if theyÂ’re paying you. For men with guns,
maturing in age will always pay a shitty wage. They'll
always pay a shitty wage
Chris: oh, yeahÂ…
Stuart: (mocking) oh, yeahÂ… yer shoelace is undone by
the way
[Chris bends over to tie his lace. As he does so, he
accidentally bumps a Ming vase, which was sitting on
the edge of a table. Stuart screams like a girl.]
Stuart: YouÂ’re an untied state of calamity!
Chris: HEY!
It was an accident!
Stuart: What are we gonna do? We have no money. You
swapped Isobel for some records. You know we donÂ’t
stand a chance.
[Chris sighs heavily. A solitary tear rolls down
ChrisÂ’ cheek.]
Stuart: Aye. ThatÂ’s right. Hang your head in shame and
cry your life away.
Chris: well you didnÂ’t have to smash up my records.
What is it I must do to pay for all my crimes? What is
it I must do? I would do it all the time.
Stuart (patting Chris on the shoulder, affectionately,
but in a manly way): Chris, where did you go wrong?
You used to make me smile when I was down
[Chris sobs a bit more.]
Stuart: Look. Chris. What have we got left? I got rid
of my carÂ… and I loved my car.
Chris (interupting): yeah, and GAVE AWAY the money to
CHARITY. And you have the nerve to have a go at me. If
you had specs, IÂ’d call you a speccy fucker.
Stuart: ThatÂ’s not the pointÂ…
Chris: No? At least I got something back for Isobel. I
got records. And now you smashed them up, and I got
nothing!
Stuart throws the record pieces out the window.
Stuart: There. NOW youÂ’ve got nothing.
Chris: Git.
[Stuart and Chris go to their respective bunk beds,
fighting on the ladder for the top bunk. Stuart, being
an ex-boxer ‘n’ all, wins. Chris lies on the bottom
bunk grumbling.]
Stuart: Go to sleep!
Chris: No you go to sleep first!
[The argument over who goes to sleep first rages on
for half an hour, resulting in both falling asleep.]
TO BE CONTINUED....
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