just wanted to wait until i had a good opening before posting. my sister spent new year on top of a bus shelter with some naked men. there. as for me, i was in gorgeous glasgow with gorgeous ***** (yes, i do have a new sweetheart, and yes i am a brazen hussy), watching the sun rise, sleeping all day and utterly fucking up my circadian rhythms for a good few weeks. went to a northern soul all-nighter on the 2nd which turned into a warped cinderella/werewolf style nightmare: all fine and great until about 3am, then i turned into sleep-deprived monster from hell and started growling at the boyfriend and giving the evil eye to anyone who so much as thought about treading on my toes, before collapsing in a corner to wait for the first bus home (not until 8am, sadly.) also watched 'the umbrellas of cherbourg' again. it's dead good, you know. i wish my outfits reliably matched the wallpaper, it must give such a sense of belonging. on the other hand it's perhaps not the main thing on your mind if your boyfriend's left you up the duff, you're being wooed by a moustacioed (sp?) jewel merchant, *and* you have to sing in tune even when you're just ordering coffee. i was transfixed by the tube, despite the awfulness of 98% of it. struan looked like a hedgehog caught in headlights, and still managed to sing like an angel. quite an achievement. maybe they should have imported robbie williams' lap dancers to b&s's set, just to get him really disconcerted. mind you, isobel's sexy whistling gave them a run for their (underwear-stored) money anyway. tigermilking on friday was the usual feast of fun, with mark continuing his valiant efforts to get people to dance to kate rusby. but inevitably it was britney spears who proved the real floor filler. later, kevan, liz and pam had the sensible idea of saving energy by emulating the gregory's girl horizontal dancing thing, and i wandered through london in the rain trying to find a bus home. (finally got in at 7am - 'cause, hey, that's the kind of crayzzeee girl i am.) and to coincide with sinister getting a new home, i'm getting one too. yes, i have finally bitten the bullet and am due to move out of my gran's house and into a brand new abode in brighton in 2 weeks time. i'll be sharing with a train driver. how cool is that? 'buzzwords' is coming on nicely now, but i still need creative nuggets for it if anyone would care to oblige. # un cafe au lait/ s'il vous plait.# a bientot, archel xxx ps: that cockney vampire on buffy said 'wanker' last night. it was so funny i nearly dropped several stitches. pps: 'alot' as in dividing up spoils is spelt with two 'l's, nick. there's room for more than one pedant around here, you know. ********** Rachel Playforth archel@iname.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+