idleberry just said: "(sorry this was "hey, heres my life.." but I couldn't think of anything more interesting to talk about apart from me. )" I know how. how it. is. heer gowz. ... I said to someone recently. about how I'm not actually as self-absorbed as I may APPEAR. seem, yeah. I mean. I don't, like, think: everything is about me. I don't. but that I DO kinda think: why ISN'T IT? y'know. they seemed to like it too. as if they knew what it was for meaning. another someone suggested I be gay. perhaps if they had a proper argument. I wouldn't mind one for a change. those packets of sweets named 'revels'. or the sweets themselves. probably. I always thought they were called 'reveals'. since. they were different [weren't they?] different things but that looked the same, were the same [hum?] 'til you had bited them and what they were was REVEALED? I've never had any revels. that's off topic a little. but I've never had one of those either. well. why 'revels'? are they really that good? revelations: not always to be revelled in. <-an opinion I have. dimitra's lots of posts. I liked them. she said some nice things. some about me too. I was bound to like. but perhaps a few too many? don't you think? you know I think you do. but I don't know what you think. I don't know I'd like to. or I don't know; I'd like to. I was going to have part of one of those posts here as a quotation and be making a remark or two on it. one of the bits I liked the most. but I forgot what it was and I cant find it now. and I've looked too. I like them though. she did well. and I am glad she reminded me I saw a fox. I read it and thought she'd got confused. as I do. as she does. well. as I do. then I remembered. real remembering. something I'm not entirely familiar with. not that I can recall. I can't. yeah. that fox. the fox in the middle of the road. its eyes all for reflection. just watching. me stumble onto a pavement. and then it darting under a datsun. I went to that, like, cool national pop league arrangement on friday. it was fun. like it should be. was complimented on a 'combination' I had. I thanked, of course; I'm polite & shit. I can see this isn't as it used to be. I wonder if. if I did this no. well. someone told me that its best not to write long paragraphs here because it means people are less likely to read. the whole thing. I'm all for adapting myself or my things to be more accessible to all. YERRIGHT. I told them I'd do something sometime that was without stops. and they said fine. but short paragraphs. to tell the truth: I was hanging back so as to have someone else to copy; its easier that way. but it seems they might be hanging back too. submission. as the last. at last. there's nothing elsesubmit. this is how it is in my thought. I think I may have confused it. enough. I fail to submit. doing myself damage. making things not as good as they might be. making things more difficulter. eventually. or immediately. I don't ever seem to do any work. I should be doing work now. I should have been doing work for the last few weeks. or the last twenty years. I'm not sure I've ever done work ever. worked. but I usually end up with work. that is done. but not as a result of any actual doing. my. but because time has just been allowed to pass. I wonder if this isn't unheard of. I cant imagine it is. work that happens not due to work happening but due to time. passing. is how it seems. is. I hope to be going to the czech republic next month [if nothing else, this is notification for ailsa]. I'll be allowed to go. if I do a lot of work in the next week. a week isn't a long time. really. unless you're somewhere else. butBLAHBLAHBLAHwork must be done. if I'm to go. models and essays. real models in this case. and crap dessaubahaus and architecturetuition fact and opinion recorded. hum. so I haf to rite about theez even tho it isnt liyk itll lern me enything. it mite akchooly stop sum lerning. & shit. as a girl I dont even know once said 'you know what I hate? writing. no, what I really hate is reading. but if theres one thing I hate more than that it's having to read something and then write about it.'. wisdom. I'm a born complainer. and what I really want to be is a borne complainer. in ALL SENSES. or, at least, all of mine. yeah. the national pop league was good. I woke late afternoon. didn't eat for the rest of the daytime. did drink for the rest of the nighttime. I get thirsty. and celebrities. not real ones. ones that are there in my head and in the heads of a couple of others. that you see around. ones that, if they're not looking, you can point at and they may as well be famous. plus others. people will move to glasgow. lots too. juicy lucy [although I'd never really call her that really], the velocity, the dahling, the gingerfox, the passer-by. others too. by some accounts. I could get excited. zoe's mail: I offer only words of support. I hope they help. I could make mention of 'the big lebowski' and of friendtest.com. alas my delayment makes me out of time. as usual. so I wont. any more. I'm all done. it's obvious. BUZZBUZZBUZZBUZZ love, richard. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? 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