monday mornings seem to just creep up on you and bite you on yer sorry, tired ass don't they? i visited my parents on the weekend, i believe that is the reason i'm so drained, or it was the gin...it's a toss up. one good thing came outta visiting the family that forever scarred my conscience, i made a mix cd. actually, i was playing with this napster-like entity and i just burnt everything i downloaded. i saw all this b&s live stuff and in light of past posts thought, fuck'em, so i downloaded other schtuff. i put beulah, boards of canada, apples in stereo, and olivia tremor control on the same cd. the great thing was that the songs aren't very long so i got to put 21 tracks on the same cd...loverly. (okay, i live a sad existance.) /me flutters around the room spreading fairy dust... strange fruit toronto edition was an odd affair. the sisters grimm and i were playing our beautiful songs to the bar staff and our loverly doorman, dusty. midnight saw us still playing music to the barstaff and the loverly dusty...so we thought, fuck'em, and sat at the bar...THEN ALL THESE PEOPLE SHOWED UP AND WE WERE SPINNING AND EVERYONE WAS DANCING AND HAVING A REALLY GOOD TIME AND TWO OF US WERE REALLY REGRETTING DOWNING ALL THOSE PINTS AT THE BAR AND I WAS WISHING I HAD RED BULL AND VODKA AND KEN POURING IT...oh and it was this humble angel stumbling down college street at 3am with the biggest grin on his face. i was having one of those elated moments that you get when you realize how big the buildings really are, how pretty the moon is, and how far away the stars are...and then i tripped on the sidewalk cuz i was too bluddy busy looking at the stars. well, i was looking at the one star you can see living in the city. i have made the decision that i'm not going back to school. that is not good, but i have no money so it's prolly for the best. i think that means i hafta buy a suit or something... /me screams and runs around the room... okay i should close this...i love you all, i love all the virgin posts. every morning i get into work and read all about you loverly people and it makes me happy...(i'm never this nice in person...) sorry, no smut this week, i just wasn't the angelic tart this week...i was gonna write something dirty but i deleted it... a. The crudity and sparness of life is to be found in public lavatories." -Leoni Orton-Barnett, sister of Joe Orton. _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.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 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+