whewwww blake emerges from his bear cave with crusty eyes, feeble knees and an overwhelming sense of overall disorientation. i had some computer problems (read: my email program blew up due to a viral infection. though i gave it tissues and cold medicine, dimetapp of course, and now it's chipper and, oh wait....it just said that it loves me) but i have returned only after all of the B&S gigs have ended. i feel like the kid who passes out at the party and wakes up later on a nasty couch after everyone has left and gone home. or gone upstairs to be smutty. probably the latter. so i'm assuming i've missed much. so i won't even bother to ask about 1) interesting gig stories 2) attempts to snog isobel or 3) attempts to snog struan. that just wouldn't be proper. i could also go into a long tangent about all of this great music i've discovered, but then, i don't think i'm ever really cutting edge, so i'm not even going to bother. i could also relinquish further details on my heart being broken. but guess what? it hasn't! that's right, this super glue is holding the little pieces of my heart firmly together and i'm proud to say that so far, so good. i'm not as willing to totally fall for restaurant girls, or anything of that nature. i do have a question though--say you're with your fellow cronies, and a girl introduces herself to your group because you've met some mutual friends at an establishment. what if, say, during dinner, you catch this very pretty girl taking photos of you? would you be scared? flattered? or would you run across the floor of the establishment, disrupt many a conversation, and jump all over her? yea. this happened to me. she actually took two pictures, i believe. but of course, i pretended not to realize this. sorry, i didn't jump on her. that's not blake's style, you see. my style is sort of a semi-run out the door. maybe i'll run into her again, demand as to why she took such pictures, and before she can get a word out, plant one on her delicious lips and wait for the magic. ahh. i do like the sound of that. and then i'll wait for the inevitable slap. on the cusp of slumber, the nerdy shy-eyed pacifist blake +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+