hey boys hey girls...and all you sinister beings.... pinch punch first day of the month and all that. i went xmas shopping today and blimey what a nightmare. i figured that on a wednesday morning all the kids should be in school, grown ups at work, and the people in between (like me) would be in bed so the shopping shithole that is oxford town centre would be empty. was it fuck?! i belatedly realised that this week seems to be mocks week, so it was full of 15 year old kappa slappers who should of been doing their practise GCSE's *bless* not hanging round street corners up to god knows what....i wouldn't like to think..... <i've just read that paragraph and i don't mean to sound *quite* that patronising about GCSE's. that was me two years ago. (though i wasn't a kappa slapper, i was your bona fide indie kid. uggh.) it's just a-levels seem so much harder now....sorry> anyway, my shopping didn't go brilliantly...at least not for other people though i did get my dad 'the good pub guide 2000' which could be rather infomative....not that i'm an underage drinker ;-) oh no....and i'm not endorsing it either....a very bad habit to get into....don't want to get like paula 'booxe explosion' cullen now.....! what i did buy was nick drake's 'way to blue' which i'm listening to at the mo. i've never heard any nick drake before, not even on this advert you're all chatting about. i have to say i'm tres impressed, i feel all snuggly and comforted with it washing round me and my 'puter. i like his voice, he sounds very.... trustworthy. that's not the word i'm looking for but never mind. aren't the best nights of your life the ones that are the least expected? not that last night was the best night of my life...blimey if that's the case i may as well give up now...but it was certainly unexpected. i was on my way back from college just after 9 p.m and i was in a very bad mood because a) i HATE having to go to a night course just because i got kicked off the maths a-level at school.... i would have handed some work in eventually....:-) b) my course is on a tuesday night, which is when oxford united play their midweek games. there is a definite conflict of interest here which the university carrot dangling ahead is winning...for now... c) the batteries on my walkman ran out while i was surreptitiously trying to listen to shrewsbury beating us while taking notes on 19th century schools. bollocks. so i was walking in the cold with a red nose up to the bus stop when this guy who could have only been about 17 (my age) asked for some spare change. he looked absolutely frozen and i felt terrible for having been in a filthy mood for really trivial reasons. we got chatting and he was telling me all about himself and he didn't seem angry at his situation, just resigned. i've got to say, it was one of the best conversations i've ever had, full of connections and truths, really refreshing. i walked him up to the night shelter and then got on my bus. i'd completely forgotton about the footy until i was halfway home , and then i did start to wonder why we weren't being greeted by streams of people coming back as we came up headington hill. it was deserted. so i got off at the ground only to find out from a policeman that we'd equalised in the last minute and extra - time (FACup game) was about to kick off. so i wandered up into the ground and on to the terraces to watch the rest (ahh the romance of lower division football!) and who was i stood next to? a guy wearing what looked suspiciously like a b&s badge!!! i was so shocked i couldn't speak. i kept giving him and his badge furtive glances and trying/not trying to catch his eye. after a couple of minutes he started giving me odd looks back. he must have thought i was such a freak, but i wasn't going to speak to him until i was sure it was a b&s badge. then, as we were craning to see a cross come over, i sneaked a quick look at his coat and YES!! IT WAS!! and then we scored and i lost him in the crowds of people going absolutely mental. so i never got to speak to the mystery guy, but hey if he's reading this can you mail me simply so i can apologise for freaking you out :-) .....and that was my very unexpected and unexpectedly cool night. ummm, sorry for you having to endure all that, i'm easily excitable.... i promise i'll reclaim my lurker staus again though the posting thrill is beginning to get addictive ;-) lots of love rachel xxx +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". 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