Friday 23 September 9st 2 (v. bloody good excluding the fact I ate packed lunch before the bus had set off), alcohol units 14 (dreadful but can only get worse), cigarettes 0 (don't smoke), calories 3100 ( poor) number of bands seen 2, improper thoughts about Stuart Murdoch 8 5 p.m. Oh God, why am I so unattractive? Cannot believe I convinced myself I was spending the entire weekend selling merchandise and watching bands when in fact I was on permanent pulling standby. Why hasn't anyone chatted me up yet? why? whats wrong with me? Must centre myself more. Will ask Trousers about appropriate self-help book, possible Eastern-religion-based. Message Board: FOUND- one pair of black NHS specs Gay sex in chalet 693 Tom must die Saturday 24 September 9st 4 (don't know how I can tell cos no scales even in plush AAA chalet), alcohol units 20(diabolical but can only get worse), cigarettes 2 passive, calories 5000 (but threw up so effectively 400 approx.) number of bands seen 2, smutty thoughts about Stuart Murdoch 15 ( exacerbated by seeing his legs in shorts). Food consumed today: 3 pieces toast 2 apples 1 chewy cereal bar 6 jaffa cakes 1 bagel half a tube of Pringles 3 hot doughnuts slap up meal from plush AAA catering tent 2 veggie burgers from whistlestop burger bar 5 chips from stranger with ketchup 2 packets cheese and onion crisps(slightly soggy as wallowing in beer stained table) 8am Ugh. Wish I was dead. Am never ever going to drink again for the rest of my life. 8.30 am Oooh. Could really fancy some chips. 11.30am Badly need water but seems better to keep eyes closed and head stationary on pillow so as not to disturb bits of machinery and seagulls in head. Message Board: Hayley the lifeguard she suck winky Fish don't care what time it is Tom must die 4pm-12am Quite enjoying selling merchandise. Everyone looking at Rod and Emu T-shirts going 'thats sick! I'll take three' Am trying to be friendly and approachable, cute bloke in newly purchased ladybug transistor T-shirt eyeing me up totally unsubtley. Suddenly dawns on me that is not because he fancies me but wants to get served. Decide to romp in kiddies inflatable playground with boys from Salako instead. Boys from Salako only interested in throwing me down plastic chute. Sunday 25 September 10st 8 (probably but can't be sure), alcohol units 27(v. v. poor and totally evil) cigarettes 0, illegal cigarettes 1, calories 1500(all derived from alcohol), bands seen 4, improper thoughts about Stuart Murdoch 20 (last day so have to make the most) number of Salako T-shirts sold 1 3pm wake up with horrible acidic hangover, will never drink again. Nasty dream about about being forced to listen to the Divine Comedy whilst everyone else having good time watching Flaming lips. 6pm Bowlie T-shirts totally sold out and people forced into Rod and Emu Tshirts, even the foreigners. Have to plead with someone to give me their two and a half days in love with you badge instead of being handed it by admirer like everybody else. 11pm Nearly cry during Century of fakers but mange to blink back sad girlie tears by quickly summoning up improper thought about S.M. Message Board: Belle and sebastian suck cock Salako eat monkey ass TOM MUST DIE love you all, Susannah. xxx +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "nambling pambling rice pudding & crochet holiday camp +-+ +-+ gangwanking whimsy-thon" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+