Sinister: Tu Veux Ou Tu Veux Pas
It's been a while. People are writting about planes and languages and the new radiohead album. I never liked Radiohead. I think they are the *intellectual* excuse to the vulgarity and commonness of the *indie* music scene. Some people in here will probably hate me for such a statement, but this is my humble opinion anyway. not so humble! I do hate this word! Actually, I liked the radiohead bloke's brother band much more. I think they were more genuine. they were the La's, a band from Liverpool, I reckon. With John Powers from Cast in... I'm not sure if the yoke brother was in La's, but I haven't got time for facts now anyway! But, it's time to go back to the Pauline L's world. As I told you in my last post, me and my best friend Althea, had a picnic on our own in Prague's botanical garden. It was a perfect day, sunny and warm. And we flashed our red knickers. An old man was passing by holding his 7-years-old grandson's hand, and he almost had a heart attack. His face got all red! But I guess his grandson was more interested in such a spectacle! Little boys get naughty in such a small age nowadays, don't you think? I also told you that I met this musician, Anton. He came to us and asked for our lighter. I love men who smoke. I don't know why, but the non-smokers always make me feel uncomfortable and put me in that apologetic mood which I despise. Anton is very gifted. He seems to live in a world of his own; which is a good thing. We went to the Prague riots together. All these people! I'd spent hours and hours in my garde robe room trying to figure out what to wear. Althea came to pick me up and I wasn't ready. Finally I wore a pair of black D&G trousers - they were last season so I didn't really care if they'd get dirty or torn apart or anything - and a tight Apollo 440 t-shirt (!) and over that my Hope & Glory hooded jacket! If any of you had anything to do with the *joy-riding* era in england, 7 years ago, you'd probably remember the Hope & Glory clothes line... Oh and my red camper shoes. Last season too, but I guessed and I guessed right that they'd be ruined as well! Campers are so off-season! That was the most important part of the prague riots really! what I was wearing! 'Cause we did have the same old stuff. people screaming their lungs out, really badly dressed students, people at their 50s who looked at some skateboarding boys in amazement and envy! We did a lot of running; next day my thighs were aching. Nothing serious though; nothing that two hours of horseriding couldn't fix, if you know what I mean! So, we went there. Me, Althea and Anton; With whom I had a bad argument over music. He said that Belle and Sebastian are ripping off Love and Felt, and that made me so angry! As I said it's a different thing to rip other bands off and another to pay your respect to these bands with your music. He then asked me who I liked more: B&S or Love? but the answer was obvious! What do I have to do with Love? They were OK, for their era, but they do bore me after 3 or 4 songs. But Felt, Felt is another story. I don't think that anyone could rip Felt off! It's impossible! Anyway, Anton pissed me off! I think he's too much of a commoner for me. His family has lots of money, his father owns this chain of clothes stores. But who cares? it's *new money* and it shows! I think Althea is interested though. And she could have him really. Nothing happened between me and Anton anyway, and Althea and I use to share everything. talking about Althea her brother came from England; he's doing his PhD in philosophy there; I haven't seen Daniel for years. He's 30 years old now and so cute that makes my knees feel all weak everytime he looks at me! Daniel is living with his dad in London. You see Althea's parents are divorced and she lives here with her mum, where as her brother moved to London when he was 18 and lives there ever since; so, I could only see him in summer for a couple of weeks during his holidays. I used to have this crush on him since I can remember myself. And we snogged once; that was 3 years ago. Daniel heard the whole story about my italian so called *fiance* from Althea and last night when we went out for dinner with Anton, Althea and cousin Theodor, he kept asking me about him. He met his sister in London, he said. You see, us, the european aristocracy live in a very close circle. we all know each other! I want to seduce Daniel; and it won't be hard. The thing is that I suspect that Theodor wants him too! Poor Theo! He's still trying to recover from the fiasko with Aunt Myrtles' gardener! I feel so sorry for him! he was going out with this model for a couple of weeks! And was he cute! But it wasn't meant to last. Theodor got bored with the model boy after the first week. I don't blame him really. the boy was very cute as I said, but quite brainless. Last night, after we went back home, I went to Theodor's room and lied down next to him under the duvet! We talked and talked for hours. He said he had a crush on Daniel too, but he realised that he was straight so he wouldn't make a fool out of himself by confessing his love to him. And that he would be happy for me if I got together with Daniel! That was very generous of him. But my poor darling Theo, had no other choise really. In the meanwhile, aunt Myrtles' trips to her friend Patricia Hendel in Paris, have become more frequent! I guess it won't be long till we hear wedding bells for cousin Theo and her horsefaced floosy of a daughter, Miss Constance. Today me and Daniel are going to this Spa! We have made room reservations there for 3 days. two single rooms, mind you. Althea and boyfriend Anton were supposed to come as well, but Anton is going to Italy for a concert and Althea can't but follow him, so that leaves me and Daniel all alone for 3 whole days in a Spa, 3 hours from Prague. Heaven knows what's going to happen!! I'll tell you all in my next post, I promise! At least, I hope I'll have *something* to tell you. Before I leave, I would like to thank this sinister boy, Jonny five, who wrote this lovely little poem for me! Thank you Jonny darling! You english boys are so cute! Or like BB would sing "Le Diable Est Anglais"!! And "Le Diable" is irresistable!! Pauline L. Shivers that makes sinister all quivers she's that aristocratic slag who lives and reigns in Prague PS: Where's Magda Boom? I so much liked her posts! I could see a kinder spirit in her! more PS: My fave sinister listee, PF, seems to have landed in a more *real* world! I miss the old PFantastic, sur-real-istic era! __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? 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