Hello, I've been quiet for a while, but two beers, champagne, and some shots at a friend's wedding have made me feel chatty tonight. I started out the day feeling crap because my date, who is a good friend but does have a girlfriend, bailed on me at 11pm last night: his girlfriend apparently had some issues with us attending a wedding together. So I was prepared to go and sulk and sit in the corner and get absolutely plastered (thank god for open bar weddings), but instead I actually had a good time, thanks to friends that also came single (and a little alcohol, don't get me wrong) and some bright moments from the dj, who played dance mixes of Abba, Madonna, and the Spice Girls (okay, a guilty pleasure). I, being the drama queen that I am, had to dance and shake my booty and my feather boa (baby blue to match my dress) and my silver shoes and drag various friends onto the dance floor and danced with my friend's brother, who's close to my age and a darn cute guy. So I'm a bit tipsy in that tired, dopey way, listening to the Trembling Blue Stars and feeling lovesick, thinking about the Spice Girls (a real hot topic lately for some reason, them and Volkswagen Beetles and computers) and various Perl codes, since my computer geek self always exists, especially late at night. I'm very pleased that I am getting a filing cabinet in my room, so I don't have to go to the kitchen to do my magnetic poetry. And oh yes, I'll be able to file things in it as well. Wunnerful. sleep tight, jessica Perhaps I shall start posting more often. This feels as though it may be cathartic when sober. ***************************************************************** Someone had spied on us, I suppose, as we sat beside the canal and ate the sandwiches, drinking not even orangeade or Coca-Cola but hot milk out of a thermos. **************************************************************** t i n y s t a r @ w o r l d y . c o m +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +---+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+