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Sinister: Beautiful, only slightly mental
by mmm skyscraper 28 Feb '02

28 Feb '02

This is my first post, so don't be cruel. My name is Mark and I live in Georgia. The state not the republic. I have visited #sinister as aorta. I also go by the nickname mmm skyscraper. I'm a college student studying International Studies. I don't know anyone outside of the internet who has heard of Belle & Sebastian, much less likes them. I recently got tickets for the Atlanta show, which was somewhat exciting as it occurs on my birthday. I'm fascinated with certain words and phrases. The title of a Faint album, Blank Wave Arcade, is one of these phrases. Say it over and over. At the end you'll still have no idea what it means, but it will sound more mysterious. So that's it for now. Sinister is a beautiful place. Mark p.s. I think the new boards of Canada is ace also. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Greetings - Send FREE e-cards for every occasion! http://greetings.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: i need a new button for my blouse
by bus stoppers 28 Feb '02

28 Feb '02

alright. i know that my last message was happy. but this one isn't. what the f*uck is wrong with me. my emotional stability is not so stable. it needs to stop or i'm gonna be sick. so my date with the professor. didn't turn out how i wanted, though it turned out how i expected it to. whatever. my life feels as though it's up in the air. and i'm always tired and drained. a co-worker pointed out the changing of the seasons. maybe it has something to do with it all? whenever i am down, i lock myself in the bathroom. and cut most of my hair off. i did that last night and for once in 7 years, it didn't work. now i have really short hair. and no smile to show for it. maybe i just need to vent. another co-worker has another theory as to why. why i am not happy. and why asshole males are so drawn to me. too many references to star wars to remember, but i think that the sum of what he's trying to say, is that it's my parents. i grew up in a religious home. very strict and sheltering. i am a christian, though some might label me as a liberal one. this is not good enough for my mom. actually, nothing is ever good enough for that woman. a few years ago i got kicked out of bible college. and it was very messy. i don't think that she has forgiven me yet. it's sad because what i'm about to say is not overexagerated. i have had only a couple of conversations with her in the past 7 years that didn't end up with me crying or her yelling or me getting defensive or her putting me down or me yelling. sad really. i don't know why i am not tying in paragraphs. the screen is even blurry, though not from tears. i can't even cry anymore. what to do? not talk to my parents. plus i'm an only child. but they are the ones pushing me away. i'm willing to take responsibility for my actions and i always apologize when i'm at fault. but expecting them to do the same. forget about it. plus i think i'm lonely. i was driving home from work monday and i was listening to the radio as the car only has radio capabilities. the not so great song: "i love you just the way you are" came on. i almost lost it and finally cried. i can't remember the words word for word, but i think it was something like he didn't even want witty conversation because it was too complicated because all he wanted was someone to talk to. there was more but i can't think right now. though i know i am not alone, i feel alone. and the future seems so dim too. i don't know if it's the social influence of impending doom of no college degree, no money and no future that has been thrown on my head like hot, smelly ash by the family. or if it's just me being silly. and ridiculous. sometimes i really should stop myself from thinking. i was going to go back to school in the fall. and i was excited. now i feel uncertain. do i really want to spend the next 4 years of my life in a classroom when i could be out and about in the world searching my soul that seems to be constantly misplaced. i have no grounding of any sorts. alright, i'm going to stop myself now because i could go on...but i won't torture you loverly sinisters. love and dry eyes, sara __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Greetings - Send FREE e-cards for every occasion! http://greetings.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: hey white boy, what'choo doin' up town?
by erik. 28 Feb '02

28 Feb '02

finally someone with a decent taste in music. you made half my day. thanks. /eka > -----Original Message----- > From: amy.longcore(a)ch.novartis.com > [mailto:amy.longcore@ch.novartis.com] > Sent: den 28 februari 2002 02:50 > To: sinister(a)missprint.org > Subject: Sinister: hey white boy, what'choo doin' up town? > > > it's not advisable to listen and sign along with > the velvet underground at work. > people suspect you are either: > > a) on drugs > b) about to do drugs > c) singing such things because you can't wait to get home and do drugs > > my friend david sends me nice e-mails while i work. > here are some of todays gems: > > "DID I HAPPEN TO MENTION THAT I HAVE YOUR BELLE AND SEBBY TICKET???" > > on seeing Ben Folds last night: > "And then later he told this story of a concert in England > where he kept fucking with the audience. Everytime he'd hear > someone talking during a song, he'd just stop and ask them if > they'd please keep it quiet. Then he'd start all over. > Eventually he got to the point where he'd slow down and play > quietly, just to listen for some sign that someone was > talking. But after a while, the audience learned and there > was absolute silence. He called this "the night I made > England my bitch." > > david looks like ben folds and says to me, jokingly, > "Do you want to fuck him too?" > david doesn't like boys "like that" tho. > me thinks it's the whole "he looks like me" thing > that gets him going. i'm pretty sure he didn't mean > that i wanted to EFF HIM. nope. friend. > > "Dear Amy, > > I'm alone and I'm outside your house... > > Love, > David" > > we've been having these massive smiths lyric sharing binges > as of late. simple emails saying... > > "and the pain was enough to make a shy bald budhist reflect > and plan a mass murder" or "i said that's nothing you should > hear me play piano!" > > you get the idea. > i can't seem to get through to him, though. > it is my belief that a smiths lyric should not > be quoted without the use of an exclamation point > at the end. > the exclamation point fits the thrust and accomplishment > of the words. the pitiful, yet somehow empowering, words. > > "the rain falls hard on a humdrum town > this town has dragged you down!" > > "i crack the whip! you skip! but you deserve it!" > > "you could meet somebody who really loves you!" > > > see, isn't that better? > i think so. > > so, if you get a random email from me with some faintly > familiar words containing an exclamation point at the end, > please do not worry for my sanity, i'm just having a moment, > and want to share it with you. > > > Jason cats said: > "I got my B+S tickets in the mail a couple of days ago along > with a friend's wedding invitation out of town for that same > day. After much deliberation, I decided that a friend who > would schedule their wedding on a Belle and Sebastian concert > date is really no friend at all." > > kudos to you, mr.pajamas! see you there, then! > as you may have read above, my friend david is the holder of > one of my belle and sebastian tickets. this would be to the > chicago show. my tickets to the detroit show came to my > parents house this saturday. my mother was more than happy to > call that day and say, "hey sis, i got some concert tickets > in the mail, i'm thinking dad and i will go! i haven't heard > much of this belle and sebastian, but we could sure use the > night out..." silly mommy! i've since snatched the tickets > from her, thank you. i do plan on making her a b&s mix one of > these days tho. i think she could use some "we rule the > school", and such in her life. > > > those of you who witnessed my insanity in #sinister last > night will be happy to know that all my keyboard keys at home > now work, except for the "m". something will be done about > this. it was fun to be forced to come up with a new language > tho. if you would call it that... > > um. i'm going to have a cigarette now. > this was a very pointless post. > i just wanted to say stuff. > > and > > i wanted to say, "yeah, what he said", as jason also > again mentioned a chicago meetup. > i've actually only heard from a couple of you about the show. > so, you either > a) hate me and want me to die > b) just want to go to the show and not eff around with sini people > c) don't know what the hell you are doing > d) know i'd be better off keeping to myself :) > > fine. i'll just wear my lampshade and look at my ben folds' > look-alike friend and sing along. > > > ooh oooh oooh! archel FINALLY got the rachels tape! > we're well on our way now! > i was worried i was the end of the rachels line and > ruined it for everyone! *whew* > > bye, > amy > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > +------------------------------------------------------------- > ------------+ > +---+ 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! > +-+ > +------------------------------------------------------------- > ------------+ > +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: hey white boy, what'choo doin' up town?
by amy.longcore＠ch.novartis.com 28 Feb '02

28 Feb '02

it's not advisable to listen and sign along with the velvet underground at work. people suspect you are either: a) on drugs b) about to do drugs c) singing such things because you can't wait to get home and do drugs my friend david sends me nice e-mails while i work. here are some of todays gems: "DID I HAPPEN TO MENTION THAT I HAVE YOUR BELLE AND SEBBY TICKET???" on seeing Ben Folds last night: "And then later he told this story of a concert in England where he kept fucking with the audience. Everytime he'd hear someone talking during a song, he'd just stop and ask them if they'd please keep it quiet. Then he'd start all over. Eventually he got to the point where he'd slow down and play quietly, just to listen for some sign that someone was talking. But after a while, the audience learned and there was absolute silence. He called this "the night I made England my bitch." david looks like ben folds and says to me, jokingly, "Do you want to fuck him too?" david doesn't like boys "like that" tho. me thinks it's the whole "he looks like me" thing that gets him going. i'm pretty sure he didn't mean that i wanted to EFF HIM. nope. friend. "Dear Amy, I'm alone and I'm outside your house... Love, David" we've been having these massive smiths lyric sharing binges as of late. simple emails saying... "and the pain was enough to make a shy bald budhist reflect and plan a mass murder" or "i said that's nothing you should hear me play piano!" you get the idea. i can't seem to get through to him, though. it is my belief that a smiths lyric should not be quoted without the use of an exclamation point at the end. the exclamation point fits the thrust and accomplishment of the words. the pitiful, yet somehow empowering, words. "the rain falls hard on a humdrum town this town has dragged you down!" "i crack the whip! you skip! but you deserve it!" "you could meet somebody who really loves you!" see, isn't that better? i think so. so, if you get a random email from me with some faintly familiar words containing an exclamation point at the end, please do not worry for my sanity, i'm just having a moment, and want to share it with you. Jason cats said: "I got my B+S tickets in the mail a couple of days ago along with a friend's wedding invitation out of town for that same day. After much deliberation, I decided that a friend who would schedule their wedding on a Belle and Sebastian concert date is really no friend at all." kudos to you, mr.pajamas! see you there, then! as you may have read above, my friend david is the holder of one of my belle and sebastian tickets. this would be to the chicago show. my tickets to the detroit show came to my parents house this saturday. my mother was more than happy to call that day and say, "hey sis, i got some concert tickets in the mail, i'm thinking dad and i will go! i haven't heard much of this belle and sebastian, but we could sure use the night out..." silly mommy! i've since snatched the tickets from her, thank you. i do plan on making her a b&s mix one of these days tho. i think she could use some "we rule the school", and such in her life. those of you who witnessed my insanity in #sinister last night will be happy to know that all my keyboard keys at home now work, except for the "m". something will be done about this. it was fun to be forced to come up with a new language tho. if you would call it that... um. i'm going to have a cigarette now. this was a very pointless post. i just wanted to say stuff. and i wanted to say, "yeah, what he said", as jason also again mentioned a chicago meetup. i've actually only heard from a couple of you about the show. so, you either a) hate me and want me to die b) just want to go to the show and not eff around with sini people c) don't know what the hell you are doing d) know i'd be better off keeping to myself :) fine. i'll just wear my lampshade and look at my ben folds' look-alike friend and sing along. ooh oooh oooh! archel FINALLY got the rachels tape! we're well on our way now! i was worried i was the end of the rachels line and ruined it for everyone! *whew* bye, amy +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: Tales from the windy city plus a bonus rant
by The Cat's Pajamas 27 Feb '02

27 Feb '02

Hey everyone, After this first paragraph, I launch into a rant that probably won't really interest anybody. Not that this paragraph is that great either...Anyway, I got my B+S tickets in the mail a couple of days ago along with a friend's wedding invitation out of town for that same day. After much deliberation, I decided that a friend who would schedule their wedding on a Belle and Sebastian concert date is really no friend at all. I'll mail them their stupid blender and my regrets later in the week. Actually, I'll probably try to make it to both so I'll be running the circuit from Chicago to Champaign both ways that day. Speaking of Chicago, the Chicago bowling meeting was great. We were the twee-est bowlers in town and all of Chicago shivered in fear at our collective bowling might. Mad props to my Chicago homies Jen, Ray, and Robert. Anybody who will be at the Chicago show would be wise to e-mail so I maybe I can start working on something. I don't know where the theater is, or what the neighborhood around there is like so maybe I'm not the best man for the job...but e-mail me anyway so I can know who to expect. Allright...this is the part with the rant, however in my next e-mail which will hopefully come later tonite, I have photographic proof of Ken cloning scheme underway by microsoft. Stay tuned, same bat time, same bat channel, for my next post ;) Sadly, I haven't been around too much lately. Work has kept me really busy. I'm actually e-mailing from work right now. The most *perfect* girl just left the office, unfortunately she's one of my coworkers. So I'm sitting here and listening to the Strokes and stewing. Why stewing you ask? Well, because said girl would be completely happy to be sitting here listening to the strokes with me...in fact it seems we would be happy doing a lot of things together. If it weren't for some old crush of hers appearing out of the woodwork to muck things up. I'm in Chicago, this feller is from Montana, some 1500 miles away. I've been crushing on her for weeks now, and suddenly a couple of weeks ago this guy appears out of nowhere, and now she is pondering what is going to happen between the two of them. At first I dismissed it as just a flicker from an old flame, and a couple of days I was ready to let her know about my top-secret crush, but when I got to work that morning she was positively GLOWING because boy had called and confessed his mutual crush, and said he was flying in to visit. GAHHH!!!! So now, I'm forced to sit and wait and see what comes of this visit. Are they going to decide that 1500 miles isn't too far? Will they rehash old times, and decided that reality is going to get in the way of their crushes? Does this girl have any clue about me? Does it really matter what I think until she figures this thing out? My hopes or guesses are: yes, yes, no,no. So yes, I'm in a real pisser of a mood lately. And I want VERY bad things to happen to Montana. But how can I not respect this kind of effort? You've got to give the guy a gold star for trying...but it still leaves a terrible taste in my mouth. Bah. End of rant. Thanks for hearing me out, y'all. Jason _________________________________________________________________ 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: I-N-D-I-O
by MotherSuperior8＠aol.com 27 Feb '02

27 Feb '02

Hola, can anyone who lives in Southern California please tell me how far it is from Palm Springs to Indio? How about from L.A.? Thanks, Leah +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: and then the real dawn came, i saw it crawl over the hill and i felt clean and shook my hair out in the light...
by nafees saeed 27 Feb '02

27 Feb '02

my college run a work shadowing programme. which basically means somebody who doesn't really know you looks at your course choices then assigns you to someone who you follow around for a day and apparently learn about their profession. last thursday in college i was told that i had to go to the careers officer's room, i knew what it was about so it didn't come as much as a shock to me. i was hoping that i'd be assigned to do something interesting like a fireman or a police officer. but. i got told i was told that i was to go a local solicitor's office who i was to follow around all day whilst they did their job. the careers officer didn't offer much insight as to why i was to go there, but apparently it matched my studious nature, and out of all the possible options, it was apparently the best one for me. Ok. yesterday i started there. luckily i didn't have to dress in a suit, just 'smart'. so i left my house lucking smart. at the moment there's roadworks around my normal bus stop, so i have to walk about half a mile to the next one. this trek takes me through a woodland area with all these really huge evergreen trees that just seem to reach to the sky letting very little light through. the only way to really know where you're going is to follow a little dirt path that had been forged over time as people have trekked here before. but yesterday, it snowed again. not major snow but enough to cover the route so it took me twice as long to find my route as it usually did, and by the time i'd finished i'd managed to lose twenty minutes which meant that i missed my bus. so for the next half an hour i was sat on the cold steel seat of the bus shelter whilst the wind blew snow all over me. i didn't have my gloves with me either so my hands were tucked into my pockets and my head bowed towards the floor. i didn't have my hat either, so my ears were cold and stiff which meant my earphones actually hurt me. but my reluctance to take my hands out of my pockets and adjust them meant that i had to endure it for half an hour. Still, i'm glad i did. when i have my earphones in it's great. it always seems as it's not just me listening to the music, but everyone is too. i always think that everyone is hearing what i am. that's why i couldn't understand why everyone was looking so glum, i know everyone had to stand in the snow but still, how can you frown if you're listening to belle & sebastian? the bus eventually arrived, bringing it's electrical heating and comfortable seats and dropped my off at a stop where it was a further fifteen minute walk in the snow to the solicitor's office. i eventually got there, and the secretary took great pleasure in pointing out the obvious and informing me that i was indeed 40 minutes late. i of course blamed the weather and the bus, but she still felt the need to tell me that if this were a real job i would have to be dealt with. i felt like telling her that this wasn't a real job, and possibly the most inconsequential thing that i have done in a while, but i didn't. instead i apologised and smiled. eventually i was introduced to the person i would be following. "lee", who's apparently one of the best in his field and has been a solicitor for quite some time. lee also had a crippling handshake, one of those that make you wonder what you've done to receive such a greeting. after the initial greeting, i was ushered into his office where he told that he was working on a case that was about land dispute. basically, this family live in such a prestigious and affluent area where all the houses are so great and magical that even if the family grow in size they're not allowed to extend their house to suit their needs because if they did, one house on the street would look different from all the rest and this would cause the prices of one house to be higher than the others which means that all the other people on the street would have to go to bed at night knowing that their houses aren't the most expensive on the street. naturally, this means that the world would end. now the family who want to extend their house are putting a case together to the other residents explaining why they should be allowed to extend their house. granted, this isn't the most interesting of legal cases but i reasoned with myself that i'd at least have something to do. which i didn't. instead i was sat in the corner of the office for about 6 hours whilst lee did nothing more than read documents, occasionally go to the filing cabinet and briefly tell me some lame joke which was obviously taken from the “big book of politically correct jokes aimed not to offend a particular sex/race/age/hair colour”. this was quite possibly the most boring thing i have experienced in a while. if i had my sketchbook i would have at least been able to keep myself amused, but the only thing i had to draw with was some paper that had been bastardised with crappy letterheads and a pen that you had to put all your might into to make work. however, i did devise some games to keep myself amused such as: how-long-can-you-keep-a-digestive-biscuit-in-a-cup-of-tea-before-it-crumbles -in-half? and how-many-seconds-is-it-between-each-breath-that-lee-takes. eventually the eternity that seemed to be my time there came to an end as the clock finally dragged it's way to 4.30 and after another excruciating handshake and lie about how much i enjoyed my time there came to an end and i went home. on my way home i think i saw the strangest thing ever. is it possible for the sun to set, rise again then set once more? it probably isn't but i swear it did. perhaps my boredom made me delusional but i'm sure the sky changed colour on more than once. this morning, for a change i was actually glad to be back at college and once more i was summoned to the careers officer's room. here i was given feedback about my time there. apparently lee found me a polite, hardworking and attentative person and thoroughly enjoyed having me there. i of course have no idea how he managed to think this as all i did was play games with tea and count his breaths, but i suppose i should be thankful for the praise. oh yeah, apparently if i want, i go back there for some extra hours... ...hmm. --- my tickets for brixton finally came last week, sadly though not delivered personally by the band. just my normal postman. who's ace and has royal mail issued shoes that are reflective. he even has this wee trolly thing on some days if there's too much mail and he can't be arsed carrying it. hannah brown mentioned "dancer in the dark" which for some reason is on of my favourite films ever. i don't know why, perhaps it's my obsession with Bjork, but still. if you haven't seen it i recommend it. it is depressing. sort of. i suppose it depends on how you look at it. someone told me to listen to sigur ros, and i did again for the first time in ages. so i thank them kindly. take care, nafees. p.s. the new boards of canada album is ace. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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: inadequate austrian sock suspension
by sarah beckett 27 Feb '02

27 Feb '02

Dear Sinister, I'm having a bit of a bloody men bloody buses day. Last year at uni I met this guy..we'll call him 'g', which is actually what everyone called him because no-one attempted his real Austrian name...and he was lovely, if a little peculiar at times (shaving his legs, wearing things called sock suspenders which I'd never heard of before and which looked frankly ridiculous- apologies to any traditionalist listees). But after about a week of going out with him he started criticising me. one day we went out for a walk and he put an expensive suit on, and sunglasses, and I laughed and said I felt like I should be wearing a dress, and he said, 'actually that would be nice occasionally'...and then he started on about my trouser legs having the wrong circumference and my hats not fitting...these kinds of comments are easily overlooked when the person making them is generally a bit eccentric, but when I properly thought about them I didnt like it one bit and I went right off him. Anyway, I've been complaining for ages that I can't find anyone here to fall in love with, or who will fall in love with me. And now, suddenly, after weeks in the wilderness, I am being persistently followed by someone I don't like that much, mainly because he says 'bad-boy' and 'hardcore' with startling frequency, I'm constantly tip-toeing round someone else who can't decide whether he's interested in talking to me or at me... and The Austrian is flying to England to convince me that we should rekindle our clothes-centric relationship. On a happier note, aforementioned boy did give me a Joni Mitchell CD as a present- I'd never heard any before- and the songs have completely dominated my last week or so. Joni can be a very silly woman inasmuch as some of the lyrics are very contrived-'smog' rhymed with 'cog' on Woodstock is a very special moment- actually there are better and sillier examples but I cant remember them. But some of the songs are so beautiful and so uplifting, and you can tell she just did whatever she wanted. That kind of un-selfconsciousness is really inspiring. I think I listen to CDs in the same way I read books- that is, I listen to them over and over and over and then put them on the shelf and forget about them (a habit broken only by Belle and Sebastian and Take That). Someone once told me he repressed that instinct and only allowed himself one listen per week or whatever, which seems a strange mentality to me. With love, Sarah x _________________________________________________________________ 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: Photos - yeah yeah, I know...
by Robert Brennan 27 Feb '02

27 Feb '02

Hello Many of you who clicked on the photos link in my last post have probably noticed a message informing you that the owner of the site has broken his bandwidth limit and to come back in an hour. Apologies. But it looks like totally free web hosting is deader than a dead thing that's been dead for some time. To keep them available I will post copies on Yahoo but I would prefer to have a site where I can control style and layout, put in pointless vanity pieces and advertise the as-yet-untitled film project that me a few friends are undertaking. If anyone knows a decent (hopefully free, but prepared to face reality for a reasonable cost as long as there are no ads) hosting service please let me know. You will get much gratitude, crush votes etc... Thanks to everyone saw the photos during the nanosecond they were available and fed back. You all deserve a big *MWAH*. Robster __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Everything you'll ever need on one web page from News and Sport to Email and Music Charts http://uk.my.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: Lego is a brick stack
by Kenneth P Y Chu 27 Feb '02

27 Feb '02

This morning I suddenly felt the urge to buy lego bricks. ("oooh I've got the urrrrrrrrge to legggo") The urge has been brewing for a while, actually. I always have had this compulsion in my life to build things, be it houses of cards, rocketships made out of matchboxes glued together (I once made with the matchboxes a spaceship that turns into a robot when it's combined with another spaceship Power Rangers style, until I broke it using it as a weapon), sculptures made by balancing random bits one on top of another. I like the sense of achievement with construction I guess, and Lego seems like a nice material for building things, strong but flexible, and best of all comes with instructions... <digression> I am a sucker for instructions, I love shops that have signs telling you what to do like "1. pick up product, 2. take it to the counter 3. pay money", as I can get hopelessly lost in a shop sometimes, especially shoe shops - they used frighten me because I for a long while never knew the drill of "1. find shoes you like 2. tell a staff that you want this pair of shoes and give them shoe size 3. they come back with shoes 4. you try on shoes 5. pay for shoes" (Don't even get into what happens if the shoes don't fit - I'd just die on the spot) <digression> ..but yes, the lego boxes sometimes have instructions showing you how to fit 374 pieces of lego bricks together and make it look like a red fish with green legs, or maybe it was an octopus. Although freestyling is fun too - I used to have a big box of legos when I was younger - but the best creative work I've managed was to recreate the system of speed bumps in my local village with lego. I made a lego film once too - a romantic tragedy, actually, and the plot was, of course, set on the speed bumps of my local village, it was about the life of a mechanic who fell in love with a rich lady who took her pink sports car in for repairs. The romantic mind of a budding 12 year old film director eventually led to the finalé of the film being the mechanic "fixing" the rich lady under the bonnet, on the backseats of her car, but he forgot to set the handbrakes and so their car rolled backwards down the hill, and they died, thus a tragic end. Maybe now, with 9 more years of experience in life I can make a better effort, the storyline will be less crude, the scene setting will be more imaginative, or at least I can fit in a pun for the road sign "warning: humps for 200 yards". What I really don't like about legos though are the colours, I know they're made of plastic but I would just like my constructions to look less plastic-like! They should start making brickwall textured legos for brickwalls, and tarmac textured legos for roads, and fish textured legos, for octopuses. Legos and Red Bulls Ken P.S.: michelle ruiz wrote: >I also want to get a pet of some kind (not a dog or >a cat..yet)since I was a deprived child and never had >one. Maybe a turtle or an iguana Join the quest to bring to the world animal textured legos, and demand for turtle/iguana textured bricks, then you can have Lego pets! They can be those "technik" ones and you can have your own techniks turtles/iguanas where they're powered by batteries and can swim/stick tongue out all on their own! It's the future in pet-ertainment! _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.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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