Last night, a girl that I knew died. She lived across the street from me from 6th grade until we graduated high school. She and I never really got along, but our mothers are friends. She was my age. That's the first thing my mother said after she told my sister: "She was Willy's age." My mother and some family members who were around when I was born still call me Willy sometimes, especially when they're too busy with grief or some other consuming feeling to think that I haven't really been called Willy for quite some years. She was on the way to a wedding when she died. I couldn't help thinking about the cruel juxtaposition of matrimonial joy and premature death. It has been a bad week. 7 days ago, my nephews' grandfather (which is to say my sister's father-in-law) also died. 2 days before that an old friend of my mother's died. I really haven't got anything to say about Belle and Sebastian. I was hoping that writing this down might make me feel a little less like I am going to fall apart. will +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+