Hewwo, Well, its Monday, I have a really bad cold, someone buzzed me today and nearly burst all my stitches, and those kids who bet me up a lot keep giving me evils, but I'm still in an undefeatable good mood. I am never going to ever touch wine again ever after last weekend. I went to stay in fife, and three of us went on a legendary Tour Of Scummy Pubs In Glenrothes only in the third one (i think) I bought a bottle of wine, and no one would drink it with me, and it was the 15% stuff that costs a fiver and tastes like Meths. And apparantly I got quite ruined. It was one of those nights where I did everything that could possibly ever be embarrassing. Like Jaz said something silly and I called her a retard really loudly and over and over again because I was being drunk and obnoxious. But there was this couple sitting with their son at the next table, and their son had Down's Syndrome, so they thought I was shouting it at him, and the three of us nearly got kicked in. And I left my mobile phone in the car. Rats. Oh and I was sick, a lot. And it was that bright purple radioactive stuff and it tasted of Ribena, because all my bodily fluids are in fact Ribena. I only mention my sick because it was purple and therefore good. Oh and I saw planet of the apes, which was rubbish. School is swell at the moment, cause it's not too late on in the term, so I can doss about without fear of panic. Except I don't, cause I'm hellbent on leaving from 5th year. But it's generally been grate since the Blonde ditched me for the Posse Girls and now she can't stop me from having other friends. And I'm walking home instead of getting the bus, and I'm taking packed lunches too (packed lunch = crisps and 6 bottles of Ribena) Ooh, it's picnic season. I like picnics of the sinister variety. I want to come to the Embra one. I hope I can. I'm feeling quite sad now the the Runaway Thread is finished. I thought it was going to go on forever. i hope Belle and Sebastian cover an Anal Cunt song because it would be funny. Isobel singing I Gave Your Kid Aids So You Could Watch It Die. Actually, maybe everyone should be really glad that they would never do that. B&S are pure, I promise. I better go now, early night and lemsip calls. Sniff. Hugs, Jen +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+