day two of a hideous hangover... on friday night i picked up the phone and called london. no, said the woman, we don't have you on our list of interviewees. thanks for checking, i said. i'm sorry, she said, and i'm sure she was. i wanted to say that it was the best news i'd heard all day but she might have taken it badly. i put on my best 60s op art skirt and diamante earrings and left for the party. outside, the wind was blowing off the bay and i could taste salt in my mouth. i could smell rain. at the tram stop a cricket was singing very loudly. near the plant where the cricket was hiding were two syringes. they had been plunged considerately into the earth so no one would prick their fingers on them. they looked as though they were about to flower. i feel as though i've been granted a stay of execution. an absolution. sophia X _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+