april is upon us, and i must dig out my modern poetry anthology from when i was a carefree styudent and begin my annual somber undertaking: every year on 1 april i read "the waste land" out loud. it's almost always raining and/or grey, and i end up staring out the window, contemplating where i am, where i'm going. the cruellest month indeed. fear death by water. tmalone mentioned seeing "is it wicked..." on M2 or something, and i was suddenly shuttled back in time to when i joined sinister in december of 1998. i had just joined, and while there was no nursery yet, there was still the "recommended" two week waiting period. i had every intention of waiting. but then i saw "is it wicked..." on MTV and i was so excited that i had to post. unfortunately, my post went something like, "i know i'm not supposed to post yet but i just saw a b&s video on t.v. and oh my god i must be the first person ever to see them on t.v." etc etc. why is blake working out and getting contacts and otherwise ruining his perfectly good indieboy appearance? now you'll never get a girl-who-wears- glasses, blake. never. they'll think you're some bud-drinking, football-watching tough guy. tsk tsk. johan talked about hitting on cute girls on public transportation. this once happened to me. i Was that cute girl. a nice art student sat next to me on an almost empty bus and immediately started out with, "so what bands do you like?" i looked at his badges on his schoolbag and said, "i like those bands." heh. quite flattering. he was on his way to buy art supplies at a store that i live near, though, so he doesn't take that bus very often. i always hated when the working folks on this list took little shots at the lazy care-free students. because i Was a student. but now i work 9-5 and then come home to a full box of sinister mails by lazy carefree students and i envy them. "cuz school's out forever, and i'm never gonna let it go." ribena and vimto tie for the scariest beverage ever. one morning at mell street, julie and i scoured the kitchen for JUICE. all we found was carbonated syrup that tried to pass for juice. y'all drink some weird-ass shit. xoxo, ree ===== * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "to me she was just marie." -mersault "Let me, for our happiness/ Be the one to love the less." -dorothy parker http://www.chickpages.com/poetrypod/lilarsonist __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/?.refer=text +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+