Okay, I feel really stupid after reading that mail... I guess Jane of the Waking Universe is the one on Under the bushes Under the stars, or maybe something else... Maybe I wasn't looking forward to Under the bushes Under the stars at all to begin with, maybe it was Do the collapse, but I just got the names confused... Heh. It started snowing here today, and frankly, a twenty hour flight in snow is not fun. I have to leave my house at six in the morning to miss the morning traffic. I heard it snowed 11 inches in New York, is that true? Because if it is, I'm screwed. Screwed for good. I have two gigantic suitcases and a backpack to carry. I wonder if my plane will be cancelled. I hope not. Okay, I'm assuming no one has seen the Still Alarm. It's about these two friends, Ed and Bob, who are in a hotel room. The hotel goes on fire, and these two firemen come in and start playing the violin while waiting for a wall to fall. The second fireman, whom I double cast to play the part of the bellboy as well, has to giggle and learn to play the violin in two weeks. He was last minute cast because the guy that I had been counting on to play the part turned me down. He was apparently "too busy, because [he's] taking two history courses this term" or something of that sort. Blech. The second fireman is rather baffling. At our first rehearsal with the entire cast, a girl named Juanita came and raped him during rehearsal. It was rather disconcerting. And then on the last day of school, he did something entirely confusing. My school charters buses, because we're in the boonie town of exeter, way up in new hampshire, and it would be very difficult for us students to get to New York, Boston, etc. on our own. So there were three buses heading to New York on the street, and the second and the third buses were almost full, while the first one was practically empty. So I climbed onto the bus, dragging my friend Cathy and my incredibly sarcastic but funny roommate Meg along. Then I went to make sure my name was on the list, because I had lost my ticket. On the way back to the bus, I run into Rob the Second Fireman, who asks me which bus I am on, and then proceeds to switch buses immediately after hearing my response. I assumed from this act of whatever the hell it was that he would tal k to me or somehow acknowledge my existence on the bus, during the seven hour ride. However, he chose to pace up and down the aisle about twenty times saying "I don't know where to sit" and then sat all the way up in the front. And I was sitting all the way in the back. And he didn't talk to me once during the entire ride. He just sat there listening to his CD player, and I have no clue as to what he was listening to. Maybe B&S. But that's not the point. The point is, why the hell did he switch buses if he didn't want to talk to me? He didn't seem very interested in talking to anyone else, either... Aghhh..... I don't like travelling. I enjoy seeing new places, I just don't like plane rides, or bus rides, or trains... A lot of people call me the psychotic bitch. I wonder if there's a reason to this? I'm not feeling up to the travel stuff. I really want one of those Jetsons things, where you step into a cylinder thing and you're at your destination. Someone come up with a way to travel at velocity... I'm feeling crappy overall, I guess. I don't want to leave home, but I want to see my friends and ask Rob what the hell that bus thing was, but I'm not feeling up to a twenty hour plane ride and then a seven hour bus ride, but I really miss my dorm, but home is so comfortable, but I belong there, not here... that was one heck of a run on. I am going to go take a shower now, just because I don't want to take one tomorrow morning when things are going to be hectic. Lots of love and a Kevin Spacey movie, because he's a really good actor. Did that mention of B&S count as B&S content? In case it doesn't, here's a little commentary on The Model: I like that song. It makes me wanna laugh, not the hysterical, hyper laugh, but the deep, really happy laugh that you feel inside yourself when you're high. I get high off of that song. +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+