DISCLAIMER: If you're looking for a sinister post full of wit, charm and fascinating insights to current conversation topics -- one whose levity and mirth will have you rolling in the proverbial aisle while holding your sides as they ache as you laugh and laugh, then you'd be advised to delete this one. This is a dreadfully boring dismal post whose only use might be to cure a case of insomnia or to nurse an illogical fear of catching beri beri. Unless you want to find yourself in the throes of mindless boredom with your nails scratching out your eyes, while making pained noises like the time you tried to learn to play the trumpet for the middle school band, I suggest that you very quickly move to the next button and go find another post to read or another source of amusement, such as making small animals out of pipecleaners and popsicle sticks just as an excuse for you to play with the rubber cement. G GYRATIONS: "August 13th - G flees from shame of humiliating picnic behaviour, gets on plane. Arrives Charlotte, meets the Llew, collapses and dies at tragically young age having achieved all remaining ambitions." At first I was frightened at the aspect of having a dead English boy to come stay with me but then I mused - in Dorothy Parkeresque fashion - will I even be able to tell the difference? One never knows with the British. It's no matter since for his birthday - which he'll have while here - I'm going to make him a red velvet tombstone birthday cake! Oh yes. Personally, I would die for such a treat. I'm trying to encourage other people to come and celebrate with us and so far have promises from people driving down from DC, over from Chapel Hill, and there's one boy who *is* coming up from Georgia even if I have to employ a grappling hook and a truck driver named Earl to help me get him here. The day of excitement will be Sunday August 18th. I think you all should send presents to him here. I promise I won't rifle through them, pick out the ones I like for myself, and leave him with only things like a copy of Fry's "The Liar". I swear! (and not just because that's the effect Fry's style has on me either.) SELMA BLAIR HAS A MULLET AND I DON'T FEEL SO WELL MYSELF: After hearing everyone only say comments to the effect of, "I've seen better film on teeth!", I finally watched Storytelling telling the dirty hippie as we rented it, "From everything I've heard, this is wretched and will suck but I want to see it anyway" so that she had trouble discerning if I was referring to the movie or her music collection. I wasn't aware until recently that the third part of the movie which featured most of the B&S music was completely edited out so I feel somewhat cheated. It's not as if I expected much which is exactly what I received (kind of like the scene where "The State I Am In" is playing, eh?). However, the very last scene changed the entire movie for me and I ended up loving it! I also adore where the title of "Fuck This Shit" came from. Plus, it was nice to see Selma Blair before she went all scary mulleted on the world. What's a pretty girl like her doing with a mullet like that? TAPE TWEE In other Sinister related news, I finally made and received my mix tape for the tape tree. Huge public props to Aruni for setting that up for us. Also, massive love out to Miss Maddie Minx giver of ace hip flasks who might want to avoid ever meeting me as I plan to greet her with a tackle and snogs, Bill "Your posts are OK but they'd be better if they'd mention how sexy and fantastic I am" Harris, Jay Eckerd who is absolutely enchanting, all the suckahs who said they wanted to meet me on the Sinister questionnaire, and Miss Flannery who is currently showing her love for me by biting at my ankles in want of a walk. until supplies last, Laura PS - I don't know what he's smoking but Rouss did send me some Scottish whiskey so at least I know what he's drinking. Of course, he also sent me a small stuffed sheep and mentioned shagging. I hope I'm supposed to draw no conclusions from that. _________________________________________________________________ MSN Photos is the easiest way to share and print your photos: http://photos.msn.com/support/worldwide.aspx +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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. 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