Bloody hell. 6 votes for me on the crush list. I'm... erm, confused, to say atleast. But I have no idea who was the first one to cast his/her vote for me. Could that sweet& wonderful person e-mail me and I shall send him/her a prize like I promised? Me, I'm a man who always keeps his promises. Some more B&S stuff now. I was in this club last friday where my friends band played. Well, Laura, their singer came up to me after their gig and said that my B&S badge was pretty cool. I asked her how she knew them, and she told me her brother had been in Scotland studying a few years back and he used to live in the same building where our beloved heroes (well mine anyway) used to practise. I asked her if she ever saw them, and she said, like it was no big deal, "Yeah, my brother used to hang out with them all the time." Oh man. I'm green with envy. Well, I told her to get his brothers autograph for me. She just shrugged. "Yeah, sure, when do you want it?" That girl has no sense of humour, she thought I really meant that. Phew. But she has a voice like an angel. Me, I'm still on my crusade to make B&S the next Backstreet Boys. I carry a picture of Stuart in my wallet and try to show it to teenage girls whenever I can and ask them "Isn't he cute, you should listen to their music." No dice yet, but I'm not giving up. And I'm STILL waiting for a girl who'd come up to me and say my B&S- shirt is cool and she would like to get to know me better. Result so far: Zero. And something now that has nothing to do with this list. Do we all hate people who are far too talkative at 7.20 in the morning? Every morning I have to listen to my boss when she speaks about her son. Sitting in the morningtrain, not interested in her family at all, she talking with her loud and a bit annoying voice. I tend to be really crumpy when I'm tired, but what the hell can I do? I don't think I can tell my boss to fuck off just because I'm tired. I've tried everything, from reading a magazine to pretending to be asleep, but she doesn't care. Well. Time for my 5th cigarette today, and it's only 9.02 in the morning. I want to be a rockstar and die before I'm 25. Lungcancer, here I come. @--->--- a rose, love and other random stuff that makes you go all "aaaahhhhhh..." and you just know that sometimes it's just worth it, all the phonecalls she didn't answer, all the smiles she hid, all the pretty words you're hoping she would say, Jake. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "jelly-filled danishes" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+