Ha ha! Fooled you. It is I, Miss Marianna masquerading as someone who serves therapy. Or something. And so it's been another gloomy day in London, and another gloomy day at work. I've been unofficially asked if I would maybe, possibly like to make my temporary job at a shitty hospital a permanent job at a shitty hospital. As nice as it would be to have guaranteed work, I think the enjoyment of typing 100 reports a day on the depressing state of other people's lives shouldn't be a permanent career move. Unless of course I'm working for the Guardian and get my own by-line. Incidentally, they think I'm interesting. I'm presuming that in this instance, interesting equals bollocks. Marvellous. Oh well, at least I have the Múm CD. It's ace. Almost as ace as your mother. Arf, arf. Slap. I was walking along Oxford St the other day with my sister doing the obligatory catch-up-over-lunch thang when I stumbled across a poster for the new album. I was very excited. It made me smile and jump up and down. My sister however walked past and headed for H+M whilst insisting on referring to it as HMV. We don't get on all that well. "You're both too different," my Mum would say. "You're too annoying," I would say to my sister. "You're ugly and a weirdo," she would reply. I daren't tell her I've been to a few gatherings of late with people from a *gasp* internet mailing list. She might really think I'm a freak. Instead, our conversation was short. She asked me if I was happy. I avoided the subject by asking if she was happy. She avoided the subject by asking me when I had to go back to work. So yes, I'm afraid to say I have been somewhat glum of late. And my frequent silences and unsociable behaviour have perhaps reflected that. But that's all over now. And Latvia won. Huzzah! Although I do think they should have won it in 2000 with Brainstorm. Bless their little flared jeans and Kula Shaker-like appearance. Nothing in the world can make me smile as much as listening to Bis or watching the Powerpuff Girls. For extreme happiness, listen to Bis playing the theme to the Powerpuff Girls. Aaah. And so I have. And so I ended up po-going about my room taking pictures with my action sampler for most of last night. And now I bid you farewell xx Miss Marianna Longmire +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+