halo again sinister. ::phew:: yesterday was my niece madissen's 13th birthday. i took her shopping for some ballet things she really wanted. then we ate lunch together. somehow, my veggie burrito was wrapped in a chicken burrito paper, and her chicken burrito was wrapped in a veggie paper. it made me feel all dirty once i discovered bits of chicken in my rice. i took it up to the counter to explain how they'd mistakenly given me the wrong sort, but then i checked madi's burrito, and discovered the mistake. it still made me feel dirty. and i was afraid to tell anyone about it. so there. i've confessed. i may have eaten some part of a chicken yesterday, but it wasn't my fault. ::i shot rockets:: after dropping her home, i drove to work. saturdays are always puzzling when it comes to behavioral patterns of traffic. i never know if i should leave earlier or later than on other days. if people are vacationing, i guess the freeways are more crowded. but if people are shopping, the surface streets are crowded. i wasn't aware of anything particularly special happening this week-end, besides my niece's birthday, but i left a bit early anyway. i think just to get out of that house (so many kids). after stopping for gas and a car wash, i still got there too early. so i sat in my car feeling warm under the windshield glass and trimmed my nails. they shot off my finers like sparks. it was rather neat to watch, but now i have to vacuum. ::lil bunny juju:: it has been cold and grey the past few days. april, she thinks she's march. but may will be here next week, and i want to run thru the redwoods before the weather turns hot. my skin hates the sun. i have to hide indoors, or under rocks. last night i was standing at the end of the bar where i play piano, resting my sore wrists, watching still clouds hovering outside. i told myself i wanted to feel like a mushroom. i wanted to feel tiny against tangible giants. so tomorrow, once i get some rest, i will drive to find trees. i will most likely end up driving to the very town where *he* works. where he used to live. where i fell for him. but i won't go there to see him. i'll go there to borrow a friend's cello that just happens to live where he stays during his weekday commute from up north. ...now you can see how i get my heart into trouble. so grate with the justifications. ::please erase the ? from over my head:: today i had breakfast with an old friend. he's actually my housemate, as well as my bandmate... but we haven't really been friends in a long time... not since he met his crazy jealous girlfriend. but they finally broke up last night (for the tenth time), so now i get to ride shotgun again. he's the nicest guy, and so talented and genuine, and he keeps going out with the worst girls. you know, the kind that give the rest of us nicer ones a bad name. i don't understand it. ? ::too much time on my hands:: i think i'll attempt one more time to see e.t. i tried to see it with *him* last month, but i'd be too embarrassed to explain why that didn't happen. but i saw that movie 20 years ago, loved it, came home and played the theme song by ear on our old upright piano, and from there taught myself how to read music, and now look at me. juju's got a musical career all cos of neil diamond. i just want to see it one more time, come home to play the piano, and get on with my life until the next 20 years comes round. (let's hope i find something to do with myself by then.) heartlight = on juju __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Health - your guide to health and wellness http://health.yahoo.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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+