Today, the day before, lots of days previous, I've tried to shrink the amount to which I care what people think. About me, about the way I dress, act, sound, etc. Smell, that's different, smelling nice is dignity, not pride. See, I always thought of myself as *reasonably* radical, I try to provoke a reaction, a pebble without a cause. It's completely pointless and self destructive, trying to please ANYONE. Pleasing individuals for fun and profit is different, but trying to be generally acceptable, or un-noticeable, is a trait that irks me. I may well not be making sense, but to some extent, I'm really talking to myself, thinking aloud. It's a social thing. I try to look different, yet still I find myself placing restrictions, and still avoiding conflict and prominence. I want to be seen, but coincidentally, I suppose. There are so many things I think I enjoy, that I wouldn't think TWICE about doing if I didn't have someone to SEE me DO it. Actually, I don't know where this is going, but it's almost cogent, so I'll release it. (said Noel Gallagher) Love Harry +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead 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 +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+