oh la la oh la la j'ai une histoire i happen to attend a certain ontario university not renowned for taste in all things crumpety that harbours a preference for all things gap and club monaco but today was last day of classes and i went for a bizarre little brit pop esque night at campus bar because i've always wanted to go but never had no one (never) to go with but that's okay i did tonight and i went and spent time nursing coffee because that's all i could afford tonight and then they finally played some smiths for us and we bip bopped and did our rendition of the sailor's hornpipe but that's not the point because minutes later i looked down and saw that someone had scralwed STUART on the table and upon this i remarked that it would be a small miracle if they played a certain band with a stuart in it as i've never heard them in public only in the sanctuary of my room and i suddenly heard strains of music familiar to me and i realized they were playing none other than BELLE AND SEBASTIAN and i flew out of my seat upset coffee etc and bip bopped some more but it's hard to dance especially if you can't dance and especially if it's the boy with the arab strap but i danced anyway and i was happy because hearing those sounds in a place where i thought i could only ever hear destiny' child made me happy etc and it made me think that maybe i can belong at the university of wealthy ontarioans and then i was really hyper and they played more smiths for us and some of the cure but i forgot to wear a shirt long enough to tie in a knot at the side but i did the buttons all the way up and turned up my collar and put my hair in a side ponytail and looked really hip happening (in my opinion of renaissance 80s as one has to work with what one has) and then i was mad and called the dj a prick cuz he kept playing oasis and i wanted to cry and all i wanted was a girlfriend in a coma (figuratively) and finally they played it and all was well and i must say that it was a good night and OH how one does need puncuation every once and a while and sorry for this mess but i'm in transports of glee and i thought you might want to care and there's hope yet for you kidlets coming to uwo next year in that all might not be lost yours without a comma (or coma but i'm not a girlfriend at the moment) marybeth +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+