Hello camper-than-thous I am only just recovering from the weekend. Chapel choirs (or rather, the shenanigins which we get up to after Evensong on Sunday) are seriously detrimental to the health. I mean, fair enough that we played Twister till the early hours, but why did I drink quite so much, and WHY did I not sleep AT ALL? And then there was the feverish argument about the decline of society. Which went on for several hours. Sheesh. Also got chatted up by scary girl who sings tenor. Easy there, tiger. Come to think of it, all choirs are seriously debauched. Well, all choirs I've ever been in, apart from ickle school ones. Feeling rather ill yester evening, I still dragged myself off to the University Chorus rehearsal, as we're singing scary modern music by James Macmillan, and besides, I'm stalking one of the basses. Actually, it's more of a mutual stalking thing, and it's very entertaining indeed. He's had a haircut. Erica said
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Hah! Scarlet my love, you can indeed talk. For those who don't know, Erica is _insanely_ glamorous and gorgeous. Feel my rage. The very lovely Steve Kado said something about "The Secret of NIMH", which is the most bogglingly wonderful animated film, and based on a very cool book. Did anyone else fancy cartoon characters when they were wee (or now, indeed)? Justin off NIMH may be a rat, but he's a very sexy one. Yes, I have a crush on a cartoon rodent. So sue me. I was shit at most sports at school, but I was scary in hockey (people scurried out of the way of the ball), and I'm actually quite good at badminton. It's a very twee sport, really. There's something about the required wrist action. Matron. People at my school didn't bother jabbing with forks in the dinner queue (although I fairly frequently went beserk nonetheless), they just lacerated with nasty crude *wit*. Well, it helps one to develop the ability to be witheringly nasty on cue. Which is nice. Has anyone heard of the band Owada? They make kind of conceptual pop music, some of which is vastly amusing, in a kind of minimalist-Fall-stylee. Top flight entertainment. I shall have to love you and bugger off, as I have a lunch engagement at Pierre Victoire - not an everyday occurrence, I hasten to add - it's my friend Sarah's birthday, and it's my mission to force her to wear the badge off her Barbie birthday card. Hail and farewell. Love, Liz :x 0771 3014742 *************************Never Knowingly Underdressed************************* +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+