Hullo chickens, My mummy bought a great (dare I say grate?) big Humpty Dumpty birthday cake. Not because it's anyone's birthday, or because she's twee or anything, but because it was cheap. A big cheapo Humpty Dumpty cake. I've got two days to eat it. It is, for the record, very very big. I have fallen in love with the girl from Lazy Line Painter Jane. I am disturbed. I'm also disturbed that I may well be in another country when Fold Your Hands... is released. Oh well. I'm not so desperate for new material, since until last week I hadn't heard any of the EPs, and now I've heard all the ones in the LLPJ box and TIJAMRS is in the post. So my insatiable cravings are quenched. Well, my B&S ones anyway. In keeping with my warped sense of fashion, I've ordered Nalda Said several weeks after every other devoted fan has. I had to spell it out to the guy in the bookshop. I don't know why, I mean who the f*** would call a book Nalda Zed? Has anyone else ever burst into tears for no reason whilst listening to the spoken bit at the end of I Could Be Dreaming? Or am I having a breakdown? This is probably just an ignorance of netiquette (dread net geek word), but how does one know when to stop sending people e-mails? I mean when someone writes to me, it's only polite to write back. Then they get the reply and it's only polite to reply to the reply, and so on. I suppose if someone gets tired of hearing from me they could always tell me to f*** off. But that wouldn't be very twee now would it? Incidentally, I think I read in Select the best definition of twee ever, I go and find it... Oh bollocks I can't find it. Something to do with a world inhabited, not by women and men, but by girls and boys. My brain really hurts when people abbreviate song titles (erm, like I have above. God I'm such a hypocrite, but I'm writing this post over the course of, like, a week. Which is why it's fragmented and inconsistent). I end up sitting there (or even here) squinting at the screen going "HFEJFJ?, KGDBLBF?" and it takes me half an hour to read. Not grumbling or anything. Just observing. Oh, and I've decided to drop my Mr Smiley pseudonym for my posts on sinister. This is because I remember a message I got from someone calling themselves 'assassin' ages ago complaining that he'd been receiving my sinister posts. So I wrote him a reply with the heading "Dear Mr Assassin" to take the piss out of his assumed name. So I'd better get rid of mine. Unless I can think of a better one. Which I can't. God be with you, Mike smiley@rebelmonkey.freeserve.co.uk http://www.rebelmonkey.freeserve.co.uk PS Go to my site it is grate and also great, so it can be loved by twee kids and lovers of spelling alike. And James I will put your stuff on when I can be arsed. +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+