sha-sha! hello everyone. how's things? good i hope. :o) camera obscura are playing a gig in edinburgh tonight. but more importantly than that, i am selling tshirts. and possibly cds. and possibly badges. how cool is that? i followed stuart murdoch down byres road yesterday. does that make me a bad man? he walked past me, and i just kinda turned round and followed him back up the street. i know it's an obsessive stalker thing to do, but i just couldnt help myself. he turned up roxburgh street and i thought to follow him all the way up there might be taking things a tad too far. should i go to reading? i can't really afford it, although i have already bought my ticket and my friends have offered to pay train fare and accommodation for my birthday, but.... it's just an expense i can't deal with right now. and i'd rather stay home and be in slightly less debt than go away and have a crap weekend moaning about having no money. and i can go see the moldy peaches in glasgow that weekend anyway (miss kimya dawson put me on the guestlist, *namedrop* *namedrop*). so does anyone want a weekend ticket for reading? a month later than originally planned, i met 'the boy' last night. to talk. it was lovely. we just chatted for hours. it's so bizarre to feel this way about someone, yet to feel so comfortable in their presence. now i'm just giving him a chance to have a think. even though he knew what i was going to say, he said that having it out in the open fucked with his head a bit. he said i made him smile. he said i made him feel awkward, and that was a good thing. he said he was going to be bruised today from grinning so much. it was wonderful. i'm still expecting the 'i'm flattered, but...' speech when he's done with his thinking, but i'm much less sure about it now than i was this time yesterday. but i don't want to get ahead of myself. :o) thomas asked about my birthday pre-popleague drinking. hmmm, it's a friday, so a daytime picnic will probably be out of the question, seeing as some of you people have proper jobs. fools. pewter pot across the road from the WSC at 7? will that do? if anyone desperately feels the need for a picnic, then we can meet in the botanics earlier on, but only if it's sunny. **ink polaroid** this one was taken in a pub on cockburn street in edinburgh this april. a boy, having just spat mashed-up cookies over the shoes of a norwegian girl, is clambering over tables and chairs to get to the bar. as he does so, his ass is being grabbed by a dirty australian, among others. everyone is laughing, smiling and being drunkenly merry. **ink polaroid** i tried to tell the boy about you last night, but i just couldnt find the words. it just doesnt do you justice to say, "an internet mailing list for belle and sebastian fans". does anyone know of a decent way to get across the *sparkle* of sinister to the uninitiated? i broke a DDR machine. woops. :o) my dancing is just too funky. apparently they're waiting for a new part for the machine, but are still letting people dance on it. fools. right, i'm off to learn the camera obscura album word for word so i can shout along tonight, hopefully see lots of you there, michael.xx (rocking his AC/DC pants off.) ps - listen to ben kweller. - listen to maher halal shash baz. - listen to nico. - listen to darius. ;o) "get out of your apartment. meet a member of the opposite sex. stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. quit your job. start a fight. prove your alive. if you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic." - tyler durden. _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.msn.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+