oops, i did it again. couldn't resist though - somehow grandaddy manage to provide aptly surreal sinister post titles without even trying. well, i now have a tattoo. it hardly hurt at all. really. and i'm normally quite wussy. took pleasure in torturing the needle-phobic friends later though. and stuart's face looks quite nice there peeping out from my cleavage... NOT REALLY :) i'm not that much of a fan/that stupid. my housemate's friend got 'the shamen' tattooed on her ankle when she was 16... really timeless, that. i wasn't completely brave beforehand, i must admit, and the thrash metal background music didn't help my anxiety. i then got very jumpy at a mysterious roaring/buzzing/drilling sound from the next room. 'what are they doing in there?' i whispered nervously to moral support nicola. 'that's a vacuum cleaner, rachel'. ah. meanwhile, i have discovered something distressing: i *know* that somewhere in the house i have a tape with 'loneliness of the...' on it. i distinctly remember taping it, though from what is a slight mystery and did make me wonder for a second if i had imagined the whole thing. i certainly can't find the tape anywhere, and i've checked all those 'end of tape' spaces that i usually use to tape stuff off the radio. i remember seeing it on the tube, but i have definitely heard and recorded it since. can someone at least confirm that it was played on radio 1 sometime during last year, so i can renew my search knowing that i'm not mad? i want it! i'm glad that signor miller provided us with the correct adjective pertaining to 'rector', as i tried to put the stuff about tongues in arses and people throwing their weight behind other people out of my pure little mind. (though my sister would have me think that now i've got a tattoo i am forever sullied anyway - this from the girl who pierced her own nose. i don't *get* teenagers. and that makes me a bad b&s fan, obviously, but never mind.) now i have to go and reply to one of those emails which should really have been the start of a serious face to face conversation, but both the protagonists are too cowardly, lazy and evasive to make it one. the curse of the modern interweb. luv archel xxx *************************************** Rachel Playforth 'She may not be famous, but she's right' - Homer Simpson For the best in new writing on the web, visit www.buzzwords.org.uk Contact us on buzzwords@bigfoot.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+