Hewwo, Nuts, I'm back in the UK. I didn't like America to be honest. Everyone was really mean. Actually, come to think of it, everyone's really mean here too. But at least the food has less chemicals. Someone said a grate thing to me yesterday about periods. "It's all blood and pain. It's just like Bosnia". At least, I think that's what they said. I haven't sobered up in 3 days. That's a lie. I sobered up for half an hour on saturday and decided I didn't like it, so I drank a quarter bottle of vodka and went back to being drunk. Man's Pride. Man's pride is where you be a R!E!A!L M!A!N which means you listen to thrash metal and ride a motorbike and women are only there to give you oral and bring you whiskey. And when you're drinking, if you throw up you're a poof and if you don't die you're a poof. Which means you have to swallow your vomit until you're dead otherwise you're not a real man. Man's Pride is the reason I have the worst hangover in the world. It is also the reason that I cried at Code:Veronica, because I got very emotionally attatched to some pixellated characters due to about 6 bottles of cheap wine. Today however, I am back to being a poof. I can't do Man's Pride full time. I don't really think it's in my genes. What with me being female. And an art fag allegedly because I own a beret. This is one of those really boring posts where I list how much I had to drink then tell you that I feel shit. I read Raise High the Roofbeam Carpenters. It was bloody marvellous. Truly it was. I came to the conclusion that my life is in fact a cartoon. An anime one with bad animation and some rude bits. But mostly a cartoon. Or at least, it is now, cause I said so. Less than three weeks until I move out to learn how to be a dentist and don't come back. It's scary because I'm only little. I bought Hello Kitty plates for to use when I'm living on my own. Except my mum bought me vitamins, so if i take those then I don't have to eat, which means I can use my money to buy records and skirts instead. That's my grate plan. It's sure to fail, but I'll give it a shot. Luckily I'm only 16 so the bank won't give me an overdraft. Well I should go and hit my head repeatedly off a wall until it starts working again. I hate man's pride. Hugs, Jen +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+