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Sinister: What's On The Box? Footballers Wive$ with Paula Wilcox
by David Moore 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

Hi All, I've been procrastinating over writing this for ages now, so apologies for the mess that it will undoubtedly be. I share the excitement of all those who have got tickets to see Belle And Sebastian on stage, especially if its the first time (at last!) for any long-term fans. If Stru-anne checks the archives before May 7th he/she'll be hiring a gang of bodyguards ;) And if Pookie gets to see Belle And Sebastian four times in one month she will undoubtedly explode! My Brixton tix arrived recently as well. What does it say about one if the numbers are 0001, 0002 & 0003? Stuart's ancient launderette piece has appeared on the website http://www.banchory.net/belleandsebastian/writing.html Thanks to anyone involved in retrieving it & sticking it up (Mick?, Youn?) The fantastic Camera Obscura are playing another live Peel Acres session tomorrow (Thursday) evening, between 10 pm & midnight. Outside the UK you can listen here http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio1/ (click on Listen Live). If you should want more motivation to listen, then apparently the cutesome, toothsome Carey Lander of this parish is playing keyboards with them. Did you know that all of Peter Miller's comic novel Mucky Pups has been published on the web now? If you go here, http://www.badosa.com/bin/obra.pl?id=n121 you can read it online, print it, download it to MS Reader, do what you like with it. The climax of the last chapter gave me as big a belly laugh as the earlier instalments. Cracking stuff. According to http://www.antpop.com/news.htm the Ant album release date has been put back to April, so this month's recommendation goes to Mary Lorson's Tricks for Dawn, out on the 18th. See http://www.cookingvinyl.com/saintlow/index.htm or http://www.spinartrecords.com/bands_marylorson.html depending on which side of the Atlantic you're on. I was lucky enough to see both of Mary's London gigs last week & her music is beautiful. That'll do for now, I'm sure you don't want to hear about Sally, Cabbage & I hanging out with the guts from Placebo & The Wannadies. Love & advertising, David Moore Chelmsford, UK +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: I'm off to the war
by LilGrape25＠aol.com 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

I haven't posted in a while and I think I should. This sunday was my birthday! woohoo! I'm 16, and it really doesn't feel right. The number 15 fits me. divisible by 5 and 3, both friendly numbers. easy to multiply, kind of yellow and pink with a touch of blue. But in a good way, you know? Very gentle and quiet. But 16, SIXTEEN! is all black and blue and deep purple. It sulks. Its mature, its deep. It hangs out under the bridge with its friends 14, 19 and 38. I don't feel 16 a all. Anyway, my parents had a surprise party for me, which is was a load of fun. But the real celebration was when max and I went to see The Magnetic Feilds, which he already told y'all about so I won't dwell on for too long. After every concert I go to I spend a few days wondering why the event was so thrilling. Why was it so fantastic to hear 69 love songs, and why is it practically all that I listen to and sing to myself these days? The concert was very rust, olive, hunter green and ruby. I think that anything can be described by a series of colors. People, spaces, numbers. Most things need three or four colors, but its sometimes very difficult to pick the colors, and if you use any more than four or five the image gets kind of muddy. I always list the colors to myself in order of their importance, the most prominent one first and the last one or two things that there are just touches of. I'm yet to really have a grasp on what exactly these colors mean, or on what plain of my existence I see them, but they are clearly there. Does anyone else ever see things this way? The computer lab is yellow, red-brown, brown-green, tan, and its really starting to get on my nerves, so I'm going to go. Love, Rachel Grapenut oh! and welcome to Rachel Much Later! You can never have too many rachels! Do you have a favorite breakfast food? +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: iceland rules the school! :)
by Guðmundur Jóhannsson 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

Allo! Allo! I am new, I am 21 years old and I live in Iceland. I am going to Denmark next week to see Belle & Sebastian for the first time in Copenhagen. I cant wait! I have nothing much to say but I wanted to introduce myself and let people know of my existence. My body cant hardly move because I am so excited to see my favorite band at last although a have to travel and pay a considirate amount of money! :) The Strokes are coming to Iceland on in April... I cant wait for that too. Just wanted so say hi! Hi GJ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: they paved paradise and put up a condominium
by rrrrobyn 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

sinister! i saw the moldy peaches last night! they were awesome! adam was wearing all girls' clothing - his jeans seemed to be string-bean-jean jeans they were so tight. they smiled quite a lot near the end, which was fun. daniel johnston opened for them, but i only saw the last 5 minutes of it because the show started at before 9 o'clock. what?! grr. so i was a bit bummed by that. but after the show i saw him outside being thoroughly confused when people were asking him to pose with them for photos. so he posed with them and then grabbed his two 2-litre bottles of mountain dew and took off. ha ha, i like how hannah called me robert fadden. a legit mistake, yes, but while i am on the rob/roberts/robi/yns mixtape challenge team, i am in fact a robyn and, gasp, a *girl*. i mean, a *woman*. sometimes us with the ambiguous names have to set it straight in the androgenous medium of email. (there are so many possible double-entendres in that sentence i don't even want to think about it, etc.) but i do like it when girls have boys names, so if you want, hey, call me robert. names are weird things. *anyway*, a club here in vancouver called the starfish room was bulldozed about a month ago to make way for a condo. this was sad because even though the club had really bad airbrushed murals on its walls, it was still the place of so many good shows. so i'm reading the weekly entertainment paper on saturday and being weirded out by all the condo ads (vancouver is condo crazy; it's gross) and i come across one particularly weird one with a big picture of people kissing and notice that it has the same address as the starfish room. it was sad. those bastards move quick. i also saw gorky's zygotic mynci on the weekend and that was great. they can make a nice big wall of noise that actually makes you quite happy. probably b/c it's followed by a melodic song, but still, fun. and i went to a cd release party for a local band called young and sexy, who are also great. they even have a song called 'the city you live in is ugly'. it's kind of a bittersweet song, i mean, vancouver is a beautiful city b/c of the mountains/ocean/greenery, but it does stupid things like put up a thousand ugly glass condos, etc. it's just really weird this place. maybe b/c i grew up here. but maybe all places are weird in different ways. oh, the insight. i should get back to work. robyn ===== I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything. ~Steven Wright ~~~ Robyn Fadden rfadden(a)yahoo.com Vancouver, BC __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.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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Sinister: Stifle your Zamfir and on your bike!
by sgazzetti 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

Today I must turn over my desk agenda to reflect the current date. On the page showing now is Get Deported, which event was originally inked in for last Tuesday, 26 February. Now a full week has passed with no deportation, and I have no point of FOCUS. If they are going to threaten to deport you, like, with an actual deadline, they should come and jackboot down your door on that date, or else politely notify you that they were only joking about the deportation crap. Ironically enough, pending resolution of this issue I am not supposed to leave the country, which means no weekend jaunts to anywhere more interesting or distant than Ljubljana. It sort of casts a shadow over Edinburgh, too, though you can bet your best haggis that I will be there one way or another. But this wondering waiting worrying is simply not right nor productive, and so neither am I. Today I am most effectively radiating the speak not to me vibe here at work, where I am being paid handsomely to bother you all with these complaints and listen to whatever Winamp brings me, at the moment Jonathan Richman. I have my office door shut, both to drown out the panpipe-version of 'Ode to Joy' that someone is inexplicably blaring down the corridor, and to make clear my lack of desire to answer inane questions about how to clear the paper feed of the copier. I also have nothing much I must accomplish this side of Thursday. In twenty minutes or so I must go and perform and mediate and instruct for ninety minutes, smiling my fakey smile, but after that the day is mine. My Slovene office mate is not even here today, although we get along very well and Id just as soon she were here, hiding in our office with me, playing Snake II obsessively on her mobile phone. Her high score is 756 on level 7 and she only got the thing a week ago! She obviously has a natural talent for not biting herself in the ass; for those of you unfamiliar with the vagaries of Snake II, that is the primary objective, not unlike life. It is trying rather fecklessly to be sunny today, which is well since we have had sixty solid days of grey damp weather. This is supposed to be the sunniest region in a country famous for being sunny, but since I arrived 65 days ago, I can count on one hand the number of days Ive seen the damn sun. If one more person tells me that Slovenija is called the sunny side of the alps I am going to kick them in the eye. Least Favorite Coworker jams photocopier and slithers away without fixing it. I know it was LFC because ten minutes and many curses later, I extract a final rumpled, accordion-shaped artifact: a page from the Book of Jonah. This is a man (LFC, not Jonah) whose only conversation-starting gambits are: 1) You know, many years ago (relates dullest fact ever known about horse liniment industry) 2) Interrupting: You know, similar thing happened to me (relates thing entirely dissimilar) 3) So, are you married? Do you have a boyfriend? The Book of Jonah, for crying out loud. Apparently Jonah ended up in that whale because he was unwilling to go to Nineveh and tell all the Ninevetians how evil they were and how wrong their life-style and gods of choice were. I so much prefer a good Just So Story to Bible tales. How the Rhinoceros Got His Skin beats the Book of Jonah like a damn gong. As you have probably guessed based upon the above numbered list, I am writing to you according to the U.S. Army manual of style, about the most oxymoronic idea if ever there was one. Here is what it states, in FM 101-5, Staff Organization and Procedures: Keep paragraphs short to avoid losing the readers attention. Limit them to four or five sentences at a maximum. It goes on to say, Kill, kill, kill. Gordons among you take note. Of the brevity bit, not the homicide. This is not to say that I did not entirely enjoy his account of rubbing elbows with cider barons. I just followed him to the duckpond and wondered where it was he was going to take us, and then, when we got there, I wondered where I was. Oh, right. Inside a cloud. How pleasant to be taken into a cloud with so little warning. Stacey will have already heard that I have won a bet with a female friend of mine, regarding a certain self-control issue, and that the prize is a bottle of vodka of the winners choosing. Since she cheated to begin with, the victory is either hollow or sweeter than ever, I cant tell which. And I am not sure that it doesnt enhance my negative mood to refuse to collect my hard-earned Finlandia. I am always one to seize the moral high ground. Plus, the less vodka around the house the better these days. The much-crowed-about potential date/deportation-preempting wedding failed to materialize. This is not so much a cause of my embittered state as an addendum to it. When Friday arrived and she hadnt phoned I decided to go to Ljubljana and drink all the Finlandia there, but Zoran took so long completing the installation of my car stereo that by the time I had music for the ride it was too late to take it. So instead I just sat brooding in my apartment and drank all the Finlandia there, and painted my mobile phone with model airplane enamel. It now looks like a barracuda, and rings about as often as one, too. Speaking of which, no one has responded to my requests about info/etc. surrounding the Edinburgh gig. I would really love to meet up with some people, and especially attend other music-oriented entertainment events. Drink myself legless if appropriate, etc. And time is getting pretty short now before Peri and I come up to London/Edinburgh/Glasgow. I promise I wont be morose by then, legless or not--anyway, how could I be morose in Scotland in early April? If Carlos in BsAs is reading this, he must write to me right away. Thanks for your attention. That is all. JDS Conectate a Internet GRATIS con Yahoo! Conexión: http://conexion.yahoo.com.ar +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: My horoscope was nowhere near perfect.
by idleberry 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

Everything was fine yesterday. This time yesterdy, I was happy, and dancing round my room to Camera Obscura, having tidied my room. Now, I'm sitting in an intercafe, I look like I've been dragged through a hedge backwards, with the Edinburgh wind and rain been tearing out my hair. Didn't make a difference to me though. Split up with my boyfriend of nearly 3 years last night (who is on this mailing list.). Parents gave me the third degree (they adore him) and now I'm on my way to stay at my friends place. I had two hours sleep, and threw up three times last night. I started a new temping job today, not that I felt up to it. I was supposed to go to a job interview at lunchtime, but have postponed it until tomorrow. They've just played Maria by Blondie. I pulled Mark one night, while they plyed that song, and everything was perfect, and its the first place, since that night, I've heard it played in public. I don't think my bedroom counts as a public place. I don't mind telling you I've lost all sense of dignity, and did all the things I've vowed never to do. Todays horoscope: Libra: You musn't take sides- instead you should do whats necessary to stop people arguing with each other. Read a book and you'll be amazed what you discover. idleberry xx ===== http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/corduroysmoke and the world did get covered in a thick haze of corduroy smoke. And it felt good. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Try FREE Yahoo! Mail - the world's greatest free email! http://mail.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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Sinister: BIRTHDAY WISHES
by Brier Random 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

(Sustained drumroll....) That's right.... a very happy birthday today to ERNIE, the L.A. list member extraordinnaire!!! And the big 21, no less! Let the legal boozing begin!! Feel free to bombard his in-box with birthday greets: mozkid(a)hotmail.com (He'll never forgive me for this, but hey, you only turn 21 once, right?) +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: baaaahston
by stacey dahling 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

My ass is sore. Maybe that's because i've been sitting on it, doing next to nothing, for almost a week now. Yes, pathetic. I have been applying for jobs. I have. I just haven't gotte one yet. but there is hope. I got called to interview for a bookstore job. Possibly as music director. Woo hoo! Thanks to all those who sent me sympathy for the parental situation. Luckily, I dropped them off at the airport Friday and don't pick them up again till Saturday evening. So the place is littered with beer bottles and garbage and this gives me an odd sense of satisfaction. I'm having an odd age conflict somewhere deep inside. Some days I feel downright high school; living at home, asking to borrow my dad's car, moping in my room, feeling like I'm being smothered, dreaming of escape. For my 25th birthday, my sister arrived to our family party - homemade cake and gifts delivered at the kitchen table after dinner - with Barbie party hats and a bag full of old skool candy. God. It was so like my 16th birthday I alsmost cried. And now I'm sitting here, sucking off pure sugar from my Fun Dip dip stick, trying to answer the age-old question: which is better, the dip or the stick? Then there are times like last night, when I feel quite old. There were times when I would have gone to any lengths to see a show, nevermind one put on by my favorite artists. But last night it took a hell of a lot to get me to drive 45 inutes to Boston to see Joe Pernice. And after it was all done with, I was cranky and annoyed, wondering if it was even worth it. Standing around for hours in an overcrowded venue to hear five songs... and I got lost getting there...had to drive through the city...grrr. Anyhoo... The real reason I'm writing is copletely selfish. Er..well, I guess every time I write it's partly selfish. But I wasnt to USE you. For Boston tickets. Anyone have any they're willing to spare? Also..pre-show meet-up? Still in the works...yeaaaah... Lessseeeee...what else did I have to say? Hmm. Not much, I don't think. And I should really cut this short cause my wrist is killing e from typing. I think I sprained it. In a spectacular athletic accident no less. Ha! Yes. Hope y'all are well. Be good. MWAH! ~dahling _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.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: He's oozing "it"
by Kenneth P Y Chu 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

There is a wall made of glass panels in-between the place I sit and the boss' office, when the lights are off inside the office I can see my own reflection off the glass which would now work like a mirror. I looked just moments ago and I am just so in awe of my sheer sex appeal I thought I'd share. My hair looks very indie today, I think it's because I haven't washed it for a while, nor brushed it. If I start smoking now as well then I'd be right in there with miss maple, who expressed her love for such boys in her post the other day. I'm not sure about getting cancer just for the ability to pull though. Further down, my glasses have become very tight and it's been giving me a headache for a week now, and that is worrying because I don't recall anything unusual that happened to my glasses during this week, maybe they have just shrunk in the rain, or maybe my head just grew bigger. Speaking of growing bigger, and further down, the knobby bit of my tie has slipped rather loose and it's turned into the size of a small tomato, which means retightening is needed. My tie is nice today it's got a pattern of small butterflies all over but from a distance it's just patterns. A lot of people at the office have some really horrendous ties, especially the bosses, it seems. One was wearing a black tie with little orange blobs on it.. it wasn't nice. My shirt is a very vague baige colour, like, it's not white, but it's not exactly coloured either - it blends quite well with the colour of the keyboard and the mouse though. My belt is holding up my trousers very well, and the zipper on the trousers works, which always pleases me. On a pair of jeans I have the zipper keeps on slipping down, which was quite inconvenient, one time I was playing pool and I was winning against my friend, and this girl on the other table kept looking at me. There I was thinking that she liked my potting accuracy, and then I looked down and noticed that my jeans were flying low, so maybe she was more impressed with the positioning of my balls. My shoes are nice, it's a very nice one of those "walking shoes" which are less formal than proper shoes but yet still elegant enough to wear inside the office. The only blemish is a little bit of mud stain across the top when I cut across the grass the other day when I was late for work the other day. When I get that cleaned I'd be totally immacuate once again. A very sexy outfit, wouldn't you agree? I thought so anyway, I would have given myself a crush vote even, if I could give myself a crush vote, and if crush votes are allowed to be based on looks alone, rather than on the quality of the posts, as this one was shite. Sorry but I look so fine I just couldn't help it. Pheromones and Red Bulls Ken _________________________________________________________________ Chat with friends online, try MSN Messenger: http://messenger.msn.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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Sinister: mainly manchester monkey meetup news
by fiona 06 Mar '02

06 Mar '02

hey sinistereenies, you know the treasure hunt thingie well someone i know saw stuart m on the metrolink in manchester and asked him what he was doing and he said he was laying clues for a treasure hunt. unfortunately at the time i didn't know about it and so couldn't find out any details (and i wasn't there anyway) but i thought it was cute that he was doing it himself. my boyfriend decided that it must be hidden in bury because that would be a witty pun on buried treasure (geddit) but then we realised bury is quite big, ie its a town and so it would be pretty difficult to find a trophy there. the real point of the post... ***manchester meetup news*** conclusions i have come to so far... i would very much like to drag everyone out to chorlton for a picnic, (as its where i live and you never know when you might bump into members of alfie / the charlatans) but it is a bus ride out of the city centre and i presume people will be arriving at different times so it wouldn't be practical for me to shepherd everyone. so i have decided that we'll have to stay in the city centre. this more or less rules out a traditional picnic, but you never know... to proceed further i could do with knowing approximate-ish times people will make it into manchester and how they will be getting here because if everyone is coming to picadilly station i can arrange to loiter there for a bit. i know the gig isn't for a while, but if you could at least say "lunchtime, train," or "evening, car" i'd be grateful. also if anyone has any real objections to spending the greater part of the afternoon in pubs speak now or you may be disappointed, unless you have a fantastic idea for something sparkly and new to do in which case also tell me know and i'll arrange it.... +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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