about all those things you said, i've been thinking. oh god, it's a hazy late-summer morning. i feel a melancholy coming on. nooooooo! stevie t's post made me cry a bit. i can't even embellish on it. thanks, stevie. and ken's faq post made me lafff. and there were also other posts, of course, that made for other emotions. aw, i luf yous guys sooo mush. :) so, as if to help the melancholy go full-blown systemic, i have been packing. and have thrown out: 11 pairs of old shoes (still have 19 pairs left, not to worry), 6 boxes full of old papers and pamphlets and stuff i looked at thinking,"'why the hell would i keep this? is there some kind of sentiment attached to this club flyer? is there a memory associated with this mutual funds pamphlet?" NO! purge, purge, purge. so that's good. but then i look around my little apartment and get sentimental again - this is my first apartment and has been called by friends "a real professional single girl apartment." aw. i think this is only b/c i have a desk area ("professional"). otherwise all the furniture is hand-me-downs and it's not like i don't have band posters up on the walls still (chosen wisely, of course, i.e., beautiful little b&w aislers set poster.) aw. sigh. how long did i spend downloading the 'new' belle and sebastian songs? let's just say i went shopping. but when i came back, there was new b&s waiting for me. and it was jangly, poppy, birthday-y, and good :) hurrah for radio! hurrah for the internet! (i'm really into cheering the latter lately. internet, sometimes i think you are a means to all my ends.) oh, sorry, the melancholy. i have exactly two weeks left in vancouver. ow, that sentence makes my heart palpitate. you know that sense of impending 'something', not necessarily doom, but something that makes you look in your daytimer to check if the days are marked by momentus occasions, only to realize there's nothing momentus written at all? only: 'dinner with soandso', 'suchandsuch concert', 'plane to montreal, 11:30'. i should put exclamation marks and asterisks next to these things. the marks of 'important things'. everything seems both important and trivial right now. bah! to perspective, apparently. but it might not all matter b/c greg's 'gorgeous' riddle is going to be the death of me anyway. but, before i die, i will direct your eyes to some photos of the may 2002 brighton picnic (and a few of vancouver): http://photos.yahoo.com/rfadden . people look cute in them. there are none of me. there are some of the ocean. some of them are blurry; i have no idea why... yours in resurgent happiness, robyn ===== I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything. ~Steven Wright ~~~ Robyn Fadden rfadden@yahoo.com Vancouver, BC __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? HotJobs - Search Thousands of New Jobs http://www.hotjobs.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! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+