Sinister: i feel beautiful when she says i am beautiful
it has been a while, i realize, so forgive me for being unchanged/not updated/not quick/quite slow/somewhat sluggish/or just plain boring. i just saw the WHO three times in the past two weeks and they were the best shows i've ever seen. it may be because i'm an obsessive fan who needs to be stopped, but they certainly were the best shows 'musically' despite the 'there are my heroes on the stage, let me soil my pants' feeling. for those of you who still love 70s WHO they played Bargain, The Seeker, Let's See Action, and I Don't Even Know Myself. great stuff. i just love the new b&s album. there's too much love is my favorite b&s song of all time. and i like family tree, very much. call me in the minority. whatever. hi to marie who just posted. sorry i've been very very slow on reading all of the posts, but i promise i will read every single one of them, i promse. i promise. ok so i fell in love last week and it sucked and was great at the same time. i was actually staying at a listee's house, well, sorta. well i was with a listee, at an arbitrary house. anyways we went to the barnes and noble in downtown philly and we went to the cafe, and saw everyone with their laptops and their frappathingees and there was this girl working there, making these hard to pronounce drinks, and i just totally fell in love. for those of you not there, i will describe her to you: she had sort of auburn/black hair, stretched back into two little pigtails, big colorful eyes, and a smile that was impeccably rabbit-like. it was a perfect combination of all the elements. and then she took off her blouse (easy, she had a shirt on underneath) because she said it was hot. hot indeed. yikes. anyways i did my shy routine and just said 'bye' on the way out. but that was it. and for the next two nights i didn't sleep very well and had stomach aches and all kinds of love sick things. it was horrible. and yet exciting and wonderful at the same time. very strange. i think i need to be committed for my stupidity. i remember her name, but i dare not say it here. it rhymes with 'kissy' though. ha. sorry for all of the smut. remember my age. is there any way that someone can turn back time? i'm slowly developing something that will do the trick. give me 60 years. i'll get back to you. bye for now blake the nerdy shy eyed pacifist silence is the sound of the wind masturbating. http://members.tripod.com/nucleartrout +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead 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 +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
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