Sinister: Me and Pedro, the magical red cloak, and other stories
Hewwo, Woo, I've had an ace week. Mostly. On Tuesday I bought joint custody of a whip for one pound fifty pee, and called it Cecil Drake Harvey Tulloola Goldsmith, and had grate fun pretending to be in the circus with it, in glasgow. And my blonde friend, who has also custody of cecil drake harvey tulloola goldsmith, said that her and her manfriend Mark will have lots of fun playing with it too. So everyone is happy. On Wednesday, I went Laserquesting with John which was ace, because I shot him by accident, which makes me think that, if it was real guns and we were in Star Wars, I wouldn't be the best person to have on your team. Then we went to George Square, and fed all our lunch to the pigeons (well, I did anyway), and one sat on my hand, and it was grate, and then we saw Donald Dewar's funeral car. Then we went to Flip, and met Neil (hullo neil) and he said hullo and some other funny things, and I bought a magic red cloak with duffel coat buttons, and I thought it was grate, and I was well pleased. Oh, and I bought a record by the Sleepy Time Trio, because it had a fabby cover, which made me giggle. Then John and me met up with Amy and Jason Andreas (who only stayed long enough for me to force a hug on him), and we went to the 13th Note, and did all the stuff that Amy said in her post, and played with the fantastic juke box, and I got very embarassed, because everyone was being so nice to me, and wrote lovely things on my bag and gave my cloak the name Pedro. And it took me a whole half hour to get the melted wax and glitter off my hand, but it was fun anyway. And then I got the train home, and I fell asleep. The next morning, I realised that I had lost my mobile phone, which has lots of numbers stored on it (If you see him, his name's Beep, and tell him to come home), so now I must look for him. Then today (friday) I hid in the cupboard for a while, because I was upset about something, then I went down the glen to look for animals to be friends with and pretty things to see. And I had on my red cloak and my rainbow brite star, and I felt all happy again, because I made friends with a squirrel and called it Jam. Then I went to my friend James' house and he made me sad because he kept asking to see my breasts, but I wouldn't let them, so he decided he was going to die soon instead, and I don't really want him to die, because he's ok, even if he is a perv, and he lets me play Final Fantasy Eight sometimes, and Squall Leonhart has a really grate gun/swordy type thing. The I went to the house of moving pictures to see a scary film with Harrison Ford in it, but my friend Nicola got annoyed, because I kept cracking silly jokes about biscuts and cannibals at the really tense moments, and nearly got us thrown out, but not on purpose. And I drank all of my friend Mark's juice, but he didn't mind, because we have the same taste in girls, even though his girlfriend, who is Debs, my whip partner custody blonde, was getting a bit jealous, because she is not Druscilla from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I was listening to Tigermilk for the first time in ages last night. I think I might have been so wrapped up in the grate world of liking belle and sebastian that I haven't taken time to properly listen to them in ages, which is never healthy. But I did last night, and I was wowzled and bowlied over by the amazingness of Struan's voice, because it is grate, and he can sing and make it sound effortless that he is throwing fabby sounds all over the place, and making people joyful and happy. I also decided last night that everyone in the world is a Belle and Sebastian fan. They just don't know it yet. I'm going to go now. Sorry for boring you. Again. Hugs, Jen +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
so i am succeeding in avoiding writing an essay on wittgenstein. i am succeeding beyond my wildest dreams! if you have anythounghts about the tractarian view of personal experience (personally i'm against personal experience anyway) then please ask me some hard questions and put me to work. Jenowl said this a while ago:
Then today (friday) I hid in the cupboard for a while, because I was upset about something, then I went down the glen to look for animals to be friends with and pretty things to see. And I had on my red cloak and my rainbow brite star, and I felt all happy again, because I made friends with a squirrel and called it Jam.
this immediately called this: www.stinky.com/anabu/ to mind. if i were little red riding hood (or riding cape, or cape-rider or..) i'd be more careful about which cast of forest creatures i hung out with. i played in a construction site and broke bottles last night. i also wore tacky ho lipstick and eyeshadow and such. i'm super glad that angel is being me for halloween. i get very excited about representations of myself outside of me. its too bad i had my quiff subtracted from my head months ago (which merely drives home the sad fact that it had been _ages_ since i;ve seen andy) so people might not draw the immediate connection be-twixt us. secretly i always liked andys kinda quiff better than mine. even when it was shorter and such it was still much more 'together'. if you get my drift. speaking of me in places where 'i' am not: has anyone seen the notorious 'die steve kado' on the side of king textiles on queen? i feel so famous and lovded. actually i think angel/andy would make a better me than me. he's more svelte. and for somereason my breath is always terrible now. absolutely hideous smelling. good manners and bad breath get you nowhere i hear. i am excited about voting ben kerr in the municipal elections! i hope he sings a good song if he wins. why do my essays happen so close to halloween? pourquoi! has anyone heard the cranium's version of no no no (yes yes yes) by yoko ono (the best fifth beatle in my opinion)? it is rad. if they hadn't broken up years ago they'd have been the saviour of the dischord scene. oh well. i guess dischord is just going to have to make do with fugazi. poor fuckers. ha! s t e nev +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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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