...i'm BACK!!! <cue slightly embarrassed shoe staring and feet shuffling as no one catches the mad girl's eye...> no don't worry, i'm not REALLY a complete egomaniac, it's not as if i made a massive sinister impact last time i was here, didn't actually expect anyone to miss me, and now, on my return, i do not even have the wonderful e-mail addy of rachel@tigermilk.freeserve.co.uk anymore. it has been truly buggered up in my puter's nervous breakdown. i have been fairly distraught about this monumental loss, and i spent ages when i set up my hotmail account trying to get something b&s related (but with no extra numbers -it looks so messy) again. failed miserably, damn. couldn't get anything connected to mark owen either which both upset and exhilerated me...i'm not the only mark obsessive left, honest! d'you know the amount of bribing and cajoling i have to go through to get my cable-owning, bbc choice watching friends to tape mark owen's celebrity scooters for me? do you? oh my god my sinister return is already a humilitating experience... <desperate subject change time - how do i always get distracted on to embarrassing tangents? warning to you all, my posts are always like this, i do have a point to make when i start out, but it often gets meandered round on the way...ah, the word meandering, the only useful thing i learned in compulsory geography lessons. applies to rivers as well as the way i talk, and write> so, yeah, anyway how y'all doing then peeps? been up to anything exciting in the few months since i left you? no new single, album, lack of tour or anything like that going on? well, actually, don't all stampede to tell me what's been hip, happenin' or otherwise cos i have been in big brother mode and watching you. oh yes, the archives are fabulous things, though confession time, i have to admit i only really read the posts of people who were around when i left until i was back in the nursery, so i apologise to everyone else. i've had a couple of wicked b&s experiences in the last fortnight which i've been dying to share with you, so i was well chuffed when i finally got the call to relinquish the sini- play pen and can now bore you to tears. first up, we were sat in our local pub, me in a state of mental collapse due to it being the day before my last two exams (yes, a-levels are no more, positive thinking says i will not need to repeat, i will not need to repeat, i will...), and what does john the barman put on the cd player? tigermilk!!! i could have kissed him! as far as i know b&s have never been put on the star stereo before, and i haven't heard them since (i'm in there enough, i should know these things), it was just what i needed. i stayed for the whole of the album, went home much happier, with renewed revision impetus, and the next day i...probably failed my final exams...but y'know, i would have done worse without the unexpected dose of the belles at their most gorgeous. tigermilk still manages to suprise me, i can still find new...things (what a shit word, but this life has just come on and i'm slightly distracted) in it, which is my main gripe with fold your hands, it's already extremely familiar sounding and i've only had it for a bit. it's kind of boring, which given the amount of time i've waited for it is damn disappointing. anyway, been plenty of fishyclap reviews so i shan't add mine to the pile, but second great how-b&s-can-make-your-life-better-moment was when i was in the one decent club in oxford after completely failing to finish things with the boyf again (ongoing situation, have recently discovered that i am even more of a bitch than i thought, not only have i been unable to dump him twice, have told him i am in love with someone else, have fucked him about completely, and this weekend cheated on him. with someone he knows. though he doesn't know that yet because i've avoided his calls since. i am absolutely the lowest of the low and this revelation hurts, but hey, buffy's back on tomorrow after the wimbledon break so that's cool...nope, i can't even convince myself here...) so, yeah, was having extremely shit evening and skulking round the bar sneering when blink 182 came on (i still have my indie snob standards y'know...!)when out of the depths of my self loathing (and yes, i admit it, pathetic self pity, god you'd think i was a bloody radiohead fan the way i've been carrying on, oh no, i've just checked and i've not stooped that low yet) i heard the opening twangs of legal man, yay! and blimey does it sound 50 million times better at full volume with a dance floor at your disposal! cheered me up no end, and as it was fairly early on in the evening people weren't really up for it yet, but boy did the place go mental while b&s were on...ok, maybe it didn't go mental but the floor did begin to fill and loads of people started wearing euphoric / silly (delete as appropriate) grins on their faces which was heart warming to say the least. and i was ecstatically happy for a few minutes which makes a change. why can't more of my life be made up of these moments? is anybody's? <ooh, this life has finished,i should really be going to bed now, it really isn't the same without warren is it? the rest of the characters can be so hard to sympathise/empathise (not sure which i mean) with, even if they can be damn funny...fuck me, i really shouldn't get so involved in fictional people, i've been banned from even mentioning the joey and pacey relationship (dawson's creek) in front of my best mate cos he's sick of hearing me worry about made up people, he reckons if i took more interest in real life i wouldn't get myself into the messes that i do - see boyf problem - i think he may actually have a point...> have just read through this post and realised that it's not much of an intro post given that hardly (if) any of you know who i am. i'm rachel btw (obsessions include struan, take that, oxford united fc, dawson's creek, chocolate flavoured nutri-grain bars etc.) and now i'm signing off. keep it sinister lots of love rachel xxx ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. 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