<smut summary> incidence of the word 'sex' and its cognates in the following post: 3 incidence of the word 'pornographic': 1 incidence of the word 'dirty': 1 incidence of the word 'twat': 1 <end of smut summary> my first post in my alternate identity of a real working person, joining the massed ranks of skiving dogsbodies posting from the far edge of boredom. i feel guilty already. so much has happened on sinister lately, passing by in front of my eyes as i sit at my little desk and point shy foreign students in the direction of grammar books and non-pornographic websites. i can't remember half the things i wanted to respond to. but has anyone else noticed that although ken chu gets mentioned in nearly every post, and never in less than glowing terms, he still complains about no-one loving him? some people don't know they're born. (which always struck me as a bizarre expression, but i feel i should use it.) or is it just that cyber-adoration doesn't translate into real-life begging for sex? in which case he deserves our sympathy, of course :) despite ken's obvious personality disorder, i like his idea of going bowling over the festive season. the big lebowski makes it quite clear that it's the slacker's sport of choice, and therefore especially appealing to lazy post-slackers such as myself. however, there's still far too much potential for making a twat of yourself. you know how when you bowl properly you sort of stick your leg out behind you in that particular way - just looking at that move makes me despair. some of you, unfortunately, have seen me dancing (and so you all know i'm soft) and therefore also know that i have the grace and co-ordination of a dead camel. so, i can't go bowling. or not until i've signed up for the exciting new 'street dance workout' offered by the sports centre at this noble university. i'm sure that once i've had a few sessions, you won't be able to get me away (i'm dying) from the ddr machine. so look out, sex-starved young men from milton keynes... the peerless princess madeleine wrote: "and I fear I may have missed my chance to swap mittens for sexual favours, or whatever the sinister kids did back in the day." it was scarves, actually - an initiative spearheaded by myself and jenowl if memory serves. and i've just got a new lot of wool from my gran... while i was at my gran's house i also trawled through the old children's books and 7 inch records in her spare room, coming back with joan aiken, ursula le guin, brambley hedge, aretha franklin, dusty springfield and donovan. listening to the b-side of 'atlantis' by the latter was SPOOKY - it's called 'i love my shirt' and is the exact same sort of hurdy gurdy whimsy as 'i love my car'. someone else pointed out that stuart's odd new singing voice is actually in a donovan style. this can't be a coincidence, surely? speaking of the new single, idleberry *really* doesn't like it, huh? glad to see strong opinions, sensibly expressed, on the list again - but surely, m'lud, some leniency for marx and engels? in all fairness, b&s produced worse than that (or more mediocre if you like) even in their supposed golden age. i'm never too happy about suggesting a straight downward trajectory in the work of any band, anyway - it's hardly ever that simple. callow mistakes can darken the most glorious debut, while moments of brilliance might still appear in the most limping, decrepit effort. or to put it another way, marx and engels is better than, say, modern rock song. or the boy done wrong again. or rollercoaster ride. or (obviously) before the sunrise. um, so there. oh look, i've wasted a whole hour. better go and assist some resources. (hi liz!) !viva rachels (though i'm having an identity crisis now our name has been taken in vain - lucky i'm really an archel, a very different thing i assure you.) luv archel xxx ps. sorry astrid - struan's definitely taken. he mentioned his girlfriend when he emailed me (perhaps to stop me getting any funny ideas?) ps. i *would* crush on you, rachel pancake, but i'd feel like a dirty old woman :) ******************* Rachel Playforth Resources Assistant Sussex Language Institute University of Sussex Falmer, Brighton BN1 9QN ++44 (0)1273 678006 ******************* +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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. 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