hey sinistereenies, i hate bonfire night. its rubbish. i mean who decided that it was a good idea to stand outside late at night at the coldest time of the year when i haven't even got my winter wardrobe sorted out yet and it'll probably rain. in a field. and fireworks are rubbish. only old people and small children really appreciate them, they manage to get some enjoyment from pointing and craning their necks and chorusing "ooh" and sometimes "aah". and the food's rubbish, stuff that's supposed to be a special treat that you only ge one day a year, but who really likes toffee apples? i hate bonfire night. so i was quite pleased with the idea of just staying in last night and watching telly until at 10 o'clock my boyfriend decided that it would be a really good idea to hunt round every shop in south manchester to try and find one that still had any fireworks left and then spend 20 quid on things that made really loud bangs and didn't do much else. this was after i'd spent all evening telling him how much i dislike bonfire night. grr. and what was worse was the fact that the guy fawkes episode of casualty |i love casualty| was on on saturday and the token fireworks victim ended up really quite badly disfigured. so i was frightened of going anywhere near the fireworks even when we were clearing them up. grr. i won the guy fawkes art competition in primary school once, you had to draw a picture of something bonfire and fireworky. the prize was a building society account with a pound in it. that never struck me as strange until i told someone the other day and he said "you went to a jewish school, didn't you." i laughed. and don't even get me started on halloween... who needs an excuse to sit in the dark and pretend they're not home? i do that every time the phone rings, although not the in the dark part because that would be a little excessive for a phonecall. i think its because my parents wouldn't let me go trick or treatreating when i was little. grr. and while i'm at it, who invented online graduate recruitment application forms. they ask all the same nasty essayish questions that normal job applications ask (describe a time when you have overcome a problem, describe a time when you worked as part of a team; i'm a loner who's led a very sheltered life, i just haven't done these things) but i'm trying to complete them in a noisy university computer room, so my only hope is to write them down, go away and think about it and come back later to get on with it. actually now i've typed that it doesn't seem like such a difficult process, but it really is. i'm making myself angry now so i'll stop. i can't wait for christmas ;-) love and sparklers (now i do actually like sparklers) cynical fiona. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+