Hello everyone. I doubt there will be much content here, so most of you can just move along to the more interesting posts about gigs, picnics, and wild, sexual behavior. What is the deal with everyone getting a job all of a sudden? I don't much care for my job. Sitting behind a computer all day is rather boring, especially if one has nothing to do. I can never find very interesting stuff on the internet, although seanbaby and the onion give me brief fixes of enjoyment every now and again. Waiting outside the Dufnermline gig all those weeks ago, some sinisters (too shy to talk to them) mentioned something about the only people who read all the sinister posts must sit at work and surf the web all day with nothing better to do. Well, I suppose I'm one of those people. I miss my job at Blockbuster. Sometimes I think about going back, but then I realize I just don't have the time. Although it did kinda suck having to watch *NSYNC and Marc Anthony videos ALL DAY LONG. And the general populations poor taste in movies ("Do you have any more 'Double Jeopardy' in?")really pissed me off as well. I rediscovered the joys of sitting around the house and doing absolutely nothing last weekend. I had so much fun doing it, I took Monday off of work. I did the same thing yesterday for the 4th, it was phantastic. My advice to all those looking for jobs, don't get them. Who needs money anyway? Somebody is going to see the Magnetic Fields, and somebody else is going to buy the new Rufus Wainwright. I enjoy the new Rufus Wainwright, it's pretty. They were both scheduled to play Wotopolava with the Pet Shop Boys, which I had tickets to, but it was cancelled. I was told it was cancelled because of Sinead O'Connor pulling out and marrying a guy, but I think it really had something to do with ticket sales. Are there enough people in America interested in the Magnetic Fields, Rufus Wainwright, and the Pet Shop Boys to warrant a festival tour? Oh well, more money to spend at that unreasonably expensive Radiohead show at the end of the month in Atlanta. Joe is having problems with friends. Joe, I'd me more than happy to be your friend, but I probably wouldn't be a very good friend since I'm about as nerdy as your other friends and I live 3,000 miles away. I wish I could be a better person. I'm kinda mean to my friends sometimes, it's actually a wonder I still have any friends at all. I just really moody sometimes, and everything they do pisses me off. How do I stop this from happening? And as for music being the soundtrack to one's life. I find that I like to listen to something to help me through rough times, not listen to something that is only going to make me feel worse (although sometimes I do anyway). I listen to belle and sebastian because it makes me feel happy. It makes me feel better once I listen to it. Sometimes I hope to live in a Belle and Sebastian world. It seems sweeter, nicer, and less complicated. Maybe it doesn't, I don't know. I'm gonna stop writing about that. I watched some of MTV2's Revenge of the Brits yesterday. Everytime I turned it on it was either Travis, Radiohead, Craig David, or a Rolling Stones video. Shouldn't there have been more? Woah, I've gone on way too long already. Sorry everyone, sorry Honey. -Matt "I don't know if you've been keeping up with current events, but we just got our asses kicked man!" _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+