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Sinister: SANTA, SAVE ME PLEASE!
by Hannah Brown 11 Dec '01

11 Dec '01

hello there chickens, This is my third post today but the first one i have managed to send (hopefully) as i am getting into a bad habit of writing a post then deleating it because it is just so pants. I am currently in the middle of a crap day, i have spent most of it on this damn computer trying to write a proposal that will effect the next 8 months of my life. My glasses are very wonky and need adjusting every time i look up at this screen (either that or i woke up with the left side of my head slightly higher than usual). My friend opposite me just keeps on typing, i read some of her's and its great, she even manages to use those french sayings that they have in posh newspapers, i didn't understand what it meant mind but i'm sure it made sense. I was going to have a go at doing that but all i could manage was "i feel my work is tres bon" hmmm sounds a bit shit though. I feel like my brain is sort of sat on top of my head, i keep thinking about too much too fast and in doing so i keep writing words wrong and am not getting anything done. I am going to ask santa if he can take me with him to wherever he goes after england. I might stay with him for afew months and help him do stuff, you never know, he might pay me well. I had a brilliant star spot on sunday, TREVOR AND SIMON sat in a bar having a chat and a giggle. It was brilliant, i wanted to go up and shout "i swing my pants all the time, and that's YOUR fault" but i resisted the urge, knowing that that would have been very sad indeed, but it was tervor AND simon man!!!!! I also watched an obsurd programme about recording dead peoples voices, sorry if i offend anyone here but HAH, it was hilarious, lots of batty old people listening to shit noises going "gggggggggggffffffnol", "oh yeh, can you hear him, he is saying i love you" "BBBBBBLEEEEGGGG" he's saying hello" ha ha, what fun. anyway i'm done with talking shite, i'm off to write some constructed shite that may earn me some college points. lots of festive love, hannah ps, here is my address if anyone is feeling generous ;> 29 dalkeith road dulwich london se12 8lt items of cake or chocolate are most welcome!! +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: scary yelling
by Kenneth P Y Chu 11 Dec '01

11 Dec '01

In the spirit of "Storytelling", this e-mail is in two parties... Party over Here ============== Hello, Those who know me well (basically just me), would know that I ritually read through all my sinister e-mails the first thing at work, to relief my boredom. Now that you all know of my ritual, you can imagine my horror when, only one person seemed to have posted between the time when I went to bed and when I got to work (which incidentally makes erin now my best friend). So I was e-mailless from 9:30am - leaving 7 hours of 30 minutes of OBH - Office Boredom Hell staring me straight in the face. Then, like the apple that struck Newton's head, an idea hit me. So I typed in http://www.missprint.org/sinister and without a pimper or a whore, 4 years' worth of archived written words were suddenly at my mercy. And is having a good memory a good thing? I've asked myself that question many times, but I could never remember the answer. As I luxuriated inside the sinister chronicles, every time I click on a link I seem to get a case of "nostalja vu" - "hey I think I've read this one before!"; "Haha how did I forget someone saying that"; "oh those were the days"; etc. Those were the days indeed. Last year, someone mentioned this almost straight away (heh, check the archives); This year, I am appalled that nobody has mentioned it, so I'm going do it right now. Oooh, http://www.missprint.org/sinister is now *sn*ow*in*g!* Isn't that nice? <The End> Fuck you over there ================= So yes, we meat again, Now, I know that I look quite passable (the many ambiguities of the word in this occasion was deliberate, make of it what you will) in my suit and tie, but I appear to be attracting quite the suitors that I had not bargained for. For the past few days I have noticed that whenever I walked through the corridor of my office I would see this guy who would keep looking at me, in a rather camp and tentative way. At first I thought maybe I'd put my glasses on the wrong way round, or maybe my flies were undone, but over time I am starting to believe that I have procured myself an office crush, but now with the flattery over I am beginning to get a little worried - what if he askes me out to "do lunch"? Would it be rude to say no? What's the equvalent of "I'm washing my hair" during lunchtime? I'm combing my hair? I don't know. What if we, meet, at the toilet? I've had a track record you know - strangers kept wanting talk to me in the loo. What is the secret of my sudden charm at the washroom? Maybe they caught a glimpse, and admired the length of my hair? Good heavens. There won't be much I can do would there? Maybe I can finally utilise my years of pratice, and make a giant discharge of, spit, and elegantly splash it into the urinal in the ugliest possible manner - yes, that'd surely be a turn off? Unless he may begin to admire my phlegmbuoyancy.. oh that'd be the end of me. <The End> Crushes and Red Bulls Ken P.S.: God's sake, just as I was about to post about the list archive Madeleine beat me to it. P.S.2.: God's sake, just as I was about to post about the fact that someone wants my ass Archel beat me to it. _________________________________________________________________ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: super furry single translations
by marc bots 11 Dec '01

11 Dec '01

it's been a while since my last post to the list. many things have happened. amongst others: the new single is here. it's been called great by some, and absolute shit by others. i tend to agree with the others. when i first played jonathan david, i sat down and listened to it, read the lyrics and afterwards i played it again and again. then i played something else. when i first played the new single, i sat down with the lyrics, and already halfway the first song i felt disapointed. it may grow on me, but will never be as enjoyable as jonathan david. however, this is just a modern rocksong is so beautiful that i want to cry... and just three chords... the brilliance. with our beloved heroes still staying on the other side of the north sea, i am glad that some guys from wales did take the boat. or a plane. tonight the super furry animals are playing in holland, and not only that, even in nijmegen. HIEPERDEPIEP. right now, they may be smoking some allowed vegetables in my favourite vegetable shop. too bad i have to work, though without work, i would not have the money to go to concerts or buy cd's. every advantage has it's disadvantage. whoever guesses this quote and is not from holland gets a mix-cd with dutch and belgium bands. after i've send one to niko (i did not forget). time's up. work is waiting. bye. love to you all, and a big kiss to my secret agent, marc +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: All I want for Christmas is a list crush vote...
by Gardiner, Stuart 11 Dec '01

11 Dec '01

...or failing that, I'll settle for some mad, passionate lovemaking. Ken need not apply. Those new T-shirts look quite fabulous, so if anyone fancies being kind to me this Christmas... I'm not sure how lifelike the pictures of the band members are though - for one thing, Richard isn't gurning enough for him to be playing the drums, and I'm sure a few people here would question whether a couple of band members would fit inside each other... Meanwhile, Madeleine (whose name I still haven't figured out how to spell without looking it up) mentioned the joys of the archives. And it's amazing how little has changed over the last 4 years (apart from a decline in the amount of smut - where is Archel when you need her?). Although if you go waaaaay back to the first month of Sinister, you'll find an intense discussion about whether B&S will ever get to be as big a band as The Cardigans (http://www.missprint.org/sinister/mhonarc/199708/msg00130.html) Yes, really. Other favourite topics at the time included asking repeatedly why the band wouldn't release Tigermilk / Modern Rock Song / Loneliness of a Middle-Distance Runner; and whether Elvis was a cat, a dog or a sprig of broccoli. Aah, the good old days. It's also an exercise in spotting the people who, 4 years later, still haven't found anything better to do with their life. Okay, list abuse time (hey, I don't do it much. Well okay, I do. Never mind eh?). Anyone know how easy it is to get from Florida (where I'm going for a conference in May) to anywhere nice and worth travelling around, eg Mexico / Cuba? Not sure if I'll be able to afford to do a bit of travelling or not, but I'm hoping... Big Stu +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: bowling a maiden over
by R.Playforth＠sussex.ac.uk 11 Dec '01

11 Dec '01

<smut summary> incidence of the word 'sex' and its cognates in the following post: 3 incidence of the word 'pornographic': 1 incidence of the word 'dirty': 1 incidence of the word 'twat': 1 <end of smut summary> my first post in my alternate identity of a real working person, joining the massed ranks of skiving dogsbodies posting from the far edge of boredom. i feel guilty already. so much has happened on sinister lately, passing by in front of my eyes as i sit at my little desk and point shy foreign students in the direction of grammar books and non-pornographic websites. i can't remember half the things i wanted to respond to. but has anyone else noticed that although ken chu gets mentioned in nearly every post, and never in less than glowing terms, he still complains about no-one loving him? some people don't know they're born. (which always struck me as a bizarre expression, but i feel i should use it.) or is it just that cyber-adoration doesn't translate into real-life begging for sex? in which case he deserves our sympathy, of course :) despite ken's obvious personality disorder, i like his idea of going bowling over the festive season. the big lebowski makes it quite clear that it's the slacker's sport of choice, and therefore especially appealing to lazy post-slackers such as myself. however, there's still far too much potential for making a twat of yourself. you know how when you bowl properly you sort of stick your leg out behind you in that particular way - just looking at that move makes me despair. some of you, unfortunately, have seen me dancing (and so you all know i'm soft) and therefore also know that i have the grace and co-ordination of a dead camel. so, i can't go bowling. or not until i've signed up for the exciting new 'street dance workout' offered by the sports centre at this noble university. i'm sure that once i've had a few sessions, you won't be able to get me away (i'm dying) from the ddr machine. so look out, sex-starved young men from milton keynes... the peerless princess madeleine wrote: "and I fear I may have missed my chance to swap mittens for sexual favours, or whatever the sinister kids did back in the day." it was scarves, actually - an initiative spearheaded by myself and jenowl if memory serves. and i've just got a new lot of wool from my gran... while i was at my gran's house i also trawled through the old children's books and 7 inch records in her spare room, coming back with joan aiken, ursula le guin, brambley hedge, aretha franklin, dusty springfield and donovan. listening to the b-side of 'atlantis' by the latter was SPOOKY - it's called 'i love my shirt' and is the exact same sort of hurdy gurdy whimsy as 'i love my car'. someone else pointed out that stuart's odd new singing voice is actually in a donovan style. this can't be a coincidence, surely? speaking of the new single, idleberry *really* doesn't like it, huh? glad to see strong opinions, sensibly expressed, on the list again - but surely, m'lud, some leniency for marx and engels? in all fairness, b&s produced worse than that (or more mediocre if you like) even in their supposed golden age. i'm never too happy about suggesting a straight downward trajectory in the work of any band, anyway - it's hardly ever that simple. callow mistakes can darken the most glorious debut, while moments of brilliance might still appear in the most limping, decrepit effort. or to put it another way, marx and engels is better than, say, modern rock song. or the boy done wrong again. or rollercoaster ride. or (obviously) before the sunrise. um, so there. oh look, i've wasted a whole hour. better go and assist some resources. (hi liz!) !viva rachels (though i'm having an identity crisis now our name has been taken in vain - lucky i'm really an archel, a very different thing i assure you.) luv archel xxx ps. sorry astrid - struan's definitely taken. he mentioned his girlfriend when he emailed me (perhaps to stop me getting any funny ideas?) ps. i *would* crush on you, rachel pancake, but i'd feel like a dirty old woman :) ******************* Rachel Playforth Resources Assistant Sussex Language Institute University of Sussex Falmer, Brighton BN1 9QN ++44 (0)1273 678006 ******************* +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: White Noise, Belfast, Soul Music
by Dirty Vicar 11 Dec '01

11 Dec '01

I went to a reggae club on Friday. It was pretty good, but I liked it best when one of the DJs dropped in the occasional soul classic. You know, R.E.S.P.E.C.T or Really Sayin' Something. Or something. So now I think that soul music is better than reggae. I'm glad the B&S bus has been booked to take people up to Belfast, however I hate buses and will travel up by train. I do want to meet people in Belfast though. A wise person advised me that meeting in the Botanic Gardens would be foolish, on the basis that it is December and they will be very parky. Since then I've had two different pubs suggested to me - The Menagerie (on University Road) and some other one, the Botanic Inn or something (near the Botanic Gardens). I have no preference. There is a part of me that fancies being a tourist and saying 'let's meet in The Crown!'. However that would probably be full and is I think miles away from the Mandela Hall. Do people fancy an afternoon meetup or one just before the gig? I'd prefer an afternoon first and then maybe a pre-gig one too, unless that's a bit too meetup-tastic. Why, incidentally, do people all was talk about committing list abuse when they post in about forthcoming meetups? I thought that's what Sinister was for. Meanwhile, the Rachel OJ scandal has left me reeling, and I feel that I should make a clean breast of something before I too am exposed - I am not really a vicar. I am however very dirty, having not washed since last May, on my birthday. I had loads of fun yesterday, photocopying up the zine thing I publish. It's hyper-elitist, only available to those who write for it. There's nothing like the smell of photocopy toner to make you feel nice and healthy. And today I went to my first mulled wine party of the season, showing that it has arrived. I find the whole liking/not-liking Christmas argument a bit pointless really, it's a bit like saying that you hate wet weather and going into a sulk whenever it rains. Er, what I mean is, whether you like Christmas or not it's going to come around so you might as well make the best of it. That said, I am very aware that for various life-not-going well reasons people have a bad time of it at this time of year, which is very sad. I enjoyed Rener's post in which she revealed that we might go to the Athens Sinister meetup. I've long fancied visiting Greece, mainly through an interest in ancient Greek culture and all that. It's strange the way I grew up thinking of Greece as somewhere you would visit to have a fascinating high-brow holiday of looking at ruins and statues and visiting places where fantastic battles took place, while now Greece is somewhere people go on holidays to to neck pills, drink till they puke, and try to pick each other up. Shame. Having said that, I'll probably not get round to the Athens Sinister Meetup, as I never get round to doing things. I think I'll go to tubbybed now, hope you all are well. Big shout out to Corduroy Boy, Laura Llew, Astrid, David Moore, Grainne, and the whole get mental crew. blessed be, DV +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: Top 2 Princesses
by Madeleine McNeil 11 Dec '01

11 Dec '01

As I lounge elegantly in my green bath robe and seductively smoke Sovereign Lights (for non UK people: cheap scummy cigrettes), the delicate light from the 60 watt bulb of the bedside lamp (yes, I know it's 11.35 am and I should really open the curtains) casting flattering shadows on my finely sculpted cheekbones, I trawl the Sinister archives for fun and frolics. I now know why we all called a legion of bedroom saddo devotees. I read the funniest email in the world... EVER (part 7) written by Honey. Tears rolled down my cheeks and the housemate hastily revised her opinion of me from "odd" to "mad as a bucket". Also, there was a lot of smut back in those days. I only subscribed to the list in March this year, and I fear I may have missed my chance to swap mittens for sexual favours, or whatever the sinister kids did back in the day. Speaking of Honey, which I was, sort of, did you know she's now in my top two favourite Princesses of all time list? My other favourite all time Princess is Princess Madeleine of Sweden. I love her, although we have never met, of course. The reason I love her? It's because of her that my housemate (the nice one) calls me Princess Madeleine. I used to think it was because he saw me as something of a prima donna (first lady? Pah!) but now everything is clear and thanks to the original Princess Madeleine, I love my housemate more than ever and things are happy and harmonious chez nous. Christmas coming, fat geese, goodwill, etc. I can now listen to my "It's a Cool Cool Christmas" cd again. Isobel is at her asthmatic hamster best in O Come O Come Emmanuel, I think. I can also tangle myself up in fairy lights (I occasionally do this for fun, but we shall not speak of it) and battle with sellotape and wrapping paper. My signature scent is now marmite and clementines (instead of just marmite as it is during the rest of the year. Although some people would argue with that and say I taste of beer and cigarettes). I have already given in to my selfish needs and opened a present I bought for my sister and played with it myself. One of the worst things about getting old is looking forward to Christmas because it means a rest, rather than it meaning food! and presents! and more food! Maybe I'll turn into one of those evil people like my parents who spend hours and hours faffing about on Christmas morning doing nonessential things like eating and getting dressed and claim they're "savouring the day". If I'm not careful I'll start getting up and opening the curtains before noon too. Then where will the madness end? I have desperately tried to think of content for this post. I love B&S. They make my heart melt, make me feel as if I'm wrapped in a duvet, or standing on top of a mountain with a bracing wind blowing into my face, or like I'm soaking in a hot spring in Iceland or like I'm eating all the mince pies in the world without gaining any weight or feeling sick. Favourite song of the moment is "Miraculous Technique" I think. I listen to it on the way to work and it (almost) makes everything perfect. I say almost because I'm still me and I still have to go to work and there's still a crust of toothpaste in the corner of my mouth, so it's not entirely perfect, is it? I'm hoping to meet some of you soon, you know who you are. I'm much looking forward to it. Don't forget to save your pennies between now and then so you can take me out and treat me like a princess. Three pints and a bag of chips should do it. Bulk smut, Madeleine xxx _________________________________________________________________ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: dolly rockers ...
by Katrina House 11 Dec '01

11 Dec '01

hello all just to say that we have a **NEW** tshirt design at the shop, i think it has to be my favourite ever - yes it's even better than the 'study at stow' masterpiece from a few years back! it was designed by marc baines, a long time friend of the band and is a caricature-type picture of all eight band members as those russian doll thingys. my description isn't very good so you'll have to see it to believe it ... we will be selling merchie at the glasgow & belfast shows, but to those i won't see there - i wish you all a merry christmas :) cheers, katrina. banchory press - management - merchandising po box 25074 glasgow g2 6ld scotland email: shop(a)banchory.net http://www.banchory.net +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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Sinister: curses, foiled again!
by erin 11 Dec '01

11 Dec '01

As I am one of the great un-religioned masses, I had to become a missionary for someone other than Christ. I chose Belle & Sebastian. I must be the world's most unpersuasive missionary, however, as my last attempt ended not in making the boy a fan of B&S, but rather making him an enormous fan of Take Your Carriage Clock and Shove It and the idiosyncratic line You only did it so that you could wear terry underwear... I did, however, try my very best, and perhaps the fact that he adores Carriage Clock possibly more than his Horowitz plays Chopin sonatas CD (which is saying quite a lot for this particular boy) is reward enough. I came home on Friday to find someone new living in my room. All I asked for Christmas was a new roommate who likes good music. I dont know what Ive done this year that was so unspeakably heinous, but I got a roommate who listens to nothing but rap and owns an incredible amount of shoes. No, quite literally -- theyre all neatly lined up in several rows, Imelda-Marcos-style, under her bed. She owns the same white pair of Adidas with two colored stripes on the side in six colors alone (1 pair = $50 [on sale] 6 pairs = $300 -- *for the SAME shoe!*). If a riot ever broke out in the dorm, we could ride it out behind a make-shift bunker of roommate-shoes. Or, more likely, if we come close to killing each other, she may come home to find a wall of shoes neatly cemented down the the center of the room. Kieran mentioned getting hit by cars. I have been -- in a crosswalk, as a pedestrian, with a green light, in a school zone, at 8 am. It still bothers me that *I* was blamed for it by the CHP (figure that one out). It does, however, make a pretty good party story, but mostly only because I wasnt hurt seriously. ...So theres no Belle & Sebastian content here... or much content in general, but I needed a reprieve from finals and my as-yet-unfinished, due-tomorrow-morning sociology paper. I shall returning to lurking after wishing you all a happy holiday -- So Happy Hollandaise, Everyone! ` erin _____________________________________________________________ Are you lazy? Get your Free E-mail at http://www.Lazymail.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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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RE:Sinister: Softer than her face would suggest...
by Astrid Wiezell 10 Dec '01

10 Dec '01

Christina wrote: "Saying that....it was fun though. A certain Struan Murdoch was there with a certain band called Camera Obscura (The lead singer is his girlfriend I think...well...they seemed to be getting it on rather a lot anyway). That boy sure can dance and so can the girly from Camera Obscura too." And this, I must deny. Of course, I was not there, even though I really wanted to, but I *do* live in Sweden :) Anyway, I thought it was a known fact that Struan had been in.. er.. celibacy for ages.. that he, er, stopped believing in love.. yes.. stopped believing in love. I though that you all knew that when we meet (it´s not if, it´s when in my head) he´ll fall in love with me and say that I am the girl of his dreams and that he wants to be with me forever and forever and then we could live happily together forever, we could start playing music together and everyone would think that we were grate and then when we got married the whole of sinister would be invited to witness it, because you are all such marvellous people. Well, better phone Murdoch and ask him if he would like to send out the invitations early, and what music we are settling for... Oh, I just remembered. It´s not reality, it won´t happen, and I don´t think that I really would marry a man 18 years older than I. Or would I? (Wait, don´t answer that!) I guess It´s time to realise that Monesieur Murdoch probably never will get to know the.. er.. what were the good sides of me again? Do I actually have any other sides than being paranoid/ being stupid/ being lazy? Sorry, this has gone more out of hand than usual. But remember, I am fifteen, I´m supposed to be like this. Or am I? No, wait, i don´t want the answer that question either.. Love and stars, Astrid x P.S. I got a new duvet today. I think it´s called that in english, I´m not sure. The kind of blanket you have in bed, eh. My room is scarely cold at night so this may mean that I actually won´t wake up and shiver in the middle of the night anymore. Hahaa. Hmm. True. P.P.S Today on the bus I saw, possibly, the most beautiful boy I´ve ever seen. We gave eachother some shy and nervous glances, and then I had to go. Just when I was ready to get off the bus, I really looked at him and he was really looking me in the eyes, and he smiled. And I just smiled back, looked down at my feet and went off the bus. I wish I was cool. Maybe then I´d had the courage to say something. P.P.P.S For all of you who saw "tillsammans" or "together" as it was called out of Sweden, it might be in your interest to know that this year´s annual dramatized christmascalenderstory on tv has the little cute boy who says "Bloody fascist!" to the boy who say that he is wearing girlshoes have the leading role, and can I say, IS THERE A CUTER KID? I want to adopt him or something. And then, the gay guy with the blonde hair with a fringe, is the narrator. P.P.P.P.S I´´m awfully sorry for this post. i will now go to my room and hide in my bed under my new fluffy bedblanked,duvet, what the hell. I´m going to HIDE. Ah, i am so embarrassing. But I´ve been writing for more than 15 minutes now so i feel that it is my duty to send out a dull e-mail that you with relief will delete from your inbox.. _________________________________________s_p_r_a_y_ Här börjar Internet! Skaffa gratis e-mail och gratis Internet på http://www.spray.se Spray Jul 2001 är här! Roligaste julen på webben. http://www.spray.se/jul/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+

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