dear "biscuit nibbling, cardie wearing" diary... today is taking forever to fall into something better...i can't tune my guitar and therefore i can't follow the beautiful people around singing them my words of adoration...all my advances are in vain...they walk around with their mournful faces not looking behind them at the little redhead sighing in their shadows...on valentine's day will i send them cards with lovesick poetry or will i sit alone on my porchswing wishing for someone to fill my postbox? i know they love belle and sebastian and one of them looks quite a bit like stuart murdoch and i like him most of all...his sensitive gestures and constantly calm face...he nodded at me once and i fell back against a wall terribly smitten and out of breath...i wish i could wake up to him every morning and read him oscar wilde poetry and fairy tales every night... love, m.elise +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+