kenneth got 'ejaculated' from a night club. I got ejected later. by the same guy. we reckoned it must have been his first night. he was throwing lots out. power-trip? I don't go in for that sort of thing myself. but-yes. my exit was much more contrived. YET. NOT AT ALL contrived. maybe I want 'engineered'. or maybe I have it. whether I want it or not. and later ladies looking for information pertaining to my persuasion. and telling me all about their flooded hotel rooms. and missing boyfriends. alasdair had a birthday party. I gatecrashed. with karl stockhausen. ignoring the number of varieties and singing the beatles. and soon it was all jeepers creepers. and ally wielding his instrument. briefly. and reflecting on age. and in pint glasses. and half pint glasses. much pool was played. I didn't realise just how much until afterwards. three times we didn't finish on the black. three times I shrugged. and a juicy one concluding the final game with three tremendous shots. it sure was fun. I wish I knew about parties I could actually gatecrash. or turn up uninvited to. david moore reckoned he looked... when talking briefly about the byzantine empire. I forget. how exactly that he thought he looked. and I cannot access the archive at the moment. I remember there was some...curling up in embarrassment? I can assure him he didn't look... not even slightly. I think he might have looked...knowledgeable instead. but. I forget. I was tired that night. tireder. lots of people say 'poor rich' when they talk to me. I get asked how I am and I tell that I'm 'okay'. sometimes I make a face. enforcing just how okay I am. I don't say much. and because usually what I do say is some sort of complaint. about. however. and they say 'poor rich'. and I say 'yeahhhh'. because I don't know what else to say. I got the new single. and saw some fantastic dancing. there were no mirrors. I like it. mostly. I had thought it could be a lot of fun. I also got the new chilly gonzales single. that's a lot of fun. 'the gillanders defence'? I stopped playing chess years ago. scrabble is preferred. even if my dictionary goes no further than 'w'. I don't have a television aerial. I do have a television. I'm going to amsterdam next week. missing dear jo-jo's birthday celebrations. unfortunately. I sort of don't want to. go. AND if I get to apologising in the future. I'll make sure there's an obvious WHO and an obvious WHY. I've decided not to smoke. here. I don't mean to sound melancholy. sometimes I think 'ouch'. sometimes I think 'ouch, ouch, ouch'. hello, richard. __________________________________________________ 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@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+