Hi, Don't read this. It's just me letting off steam. Whoops, I'm not going to any picnic. Before I got the impression that it was alright, but it turns out mummy hates the idea. She says I can't believe that you are who you say you are. She reckons the idea of a picnic is to go off and take drugs then have an orgy or something. She just says it's strange that I should want to go somewhere else, I can stay here; there's so much to do. Like, err, homework. Hurrah. It's really getting horrid down here. I need a break. <sob,sob> I told her you were nice but she doesn't believe me. Sorry I told you I was going. I honestly thought I was. I even ironed my clothes. AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT Since me moaning is beginning to bore even me, I'll tell you about all the interesting things that have been happening: I think my email box has crashed again. I'd better go. And Erica gave me inspiration to dig up my old pulp tapes. They made me feel a bit betrer. -- James Thorniley Boring sig file. +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +-+ "jelly-filled danishes" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+