Hello Sinister, Something of a hiatus since I last inflicted myself upon you. Nevermind, I'm sure I wasn't missed, and anyway most days I have naff all to say anyway. In fact, today may even be one of those days. We'll see. Seems that a lot of you are cramming for exams and whatnots right about now. Well, all I can say is stay frosty and good luck. I have the mixed blessing of having freed myself from formal education and the constraints it imposes, only to find myself lodged in the world of office working, with a whole different set of constraints and political systems to learn. And since just about every goddamn thing looks better in hindsight, I almost wish I was there with you. Almost. And while I'm thinking about pressures and constraints, I'd just like to say something about - I have no name for it, how about - Random Joy Syndrome. I know I'm not the only one to have this happen to them. You know when, just for no discernable reason at all, you just suddenly get an overwhelming gush of just utter bliss? Like stepping of the train into the rain and just getting soaked and smiling, or just sitting on the bus with your headphones on and for a few minutes just feeling so utterly content you can't seem to help yourself gurning like a madman, almost squirming with it. You can look at the something like the zipper on your jacket and it just looks so amazingly complex there doesn't seem any point in even trying to do anything else before you can get your head around and just fully understand that one thing. Everything else spills over from there. It all about the details I'm sure. Like the man said "Buddha is in the bush, but he's also in the fence" (I'm paraphrasing). Oops. Just went off on one. But all that stuff I really believe. Got some somehow come to terms with your immediate environment or else how can you start to behave rationally? So anyway, what I was trying to say is that emotions are difficult buggers to pin down. Since you have no real control over your feelings, and feelings (to some extent) define your actions and reactions, rationality really must have to fight to get a look in. Hmmm. Oh god shut up. You know you have no real point to make. Right. Getting away from that before I dig a pit and bury myself - here's another installment of The Very Best Thing That Happened To Me The Other Day : I dreamt that I took my sofa outside to the bus stop outside my house so that people could sit down whilst waiting. True. I woke up feeling all lovely. That's probably enough for now. I'll get my coat. Have fun you lot, and if anyone is knocking around in Leeds and feeling masochistic, let me know and maybe we can go get a beer or something. Byebye..... Kev (a boy with no plan) +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead 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 +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+