Sinister: if all the cupid's arrows which had passed through her heart...
... were sticking out of her body, she would look like a porcupine. thank you b.b. and that is all i have to say on the subject of lurve, because let's face it it's kind of dull unless you're actually up to your pink little ears in it. so, restraint from me. i'm glad i'm not one of the filthy listees who is going out with another listee, cos then you can't slag off your partner on sinister. well, you can, but it's a much more politically relevant act. gabriel is selling old cds to buy b&s. i sold some cds for the first time in my life (to the purveyor of glasgow gangster funk in fact) the other day to fund christmas. but i only got a tenner so i hope my family will like products from the local 50p shop. funny, i can contemplate selling cds with much more equilibrium than selling books. i just love my books too much, even the crap ones. they look so colourful and pretty and wise lined up on the shelves. that history of the pop video was a treasure trove of information. keanu reeves appeared in a paula abdul video. janet jackson once wore a costume adorned with cock rings. seymour stein is a big grey capitalist. oh, we knew that already. owen foolishly said: ah the value of not owning a scanner it means you lot don't know what I look like and can imagine me however you like. (it also means that I can mention my PENIS on the list and the enforcer can't get me to send a pic to the bodyparts page). that kind of smugness is just asking for trouble - i'm sure there's a queue of people willing to provide a scanning service and prove just how narrow the wizard really is... sorry, sorry. that was far too smutty even for me, and probably downright offensive. must be the festive season. b&s magic moment: i'd almost forgotten just how gorgeous struan's voice is, until a quiet moment and 'beautiful' coincided and made my ears feel like the most privileged body parts in the world. it's like taking a friend for granted and then they do something great and you remember why you love them. (oops, i think i now owe honey ears, fingers and several pairs of bosoms.) luv archel xxx ******* Rachel Playforth archel@iname.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/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 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
Dearest Lotty, Oooh, set your videos and put on your best dress, Lauren Laverne (aaah!) with Mint Royale (mmph..) are on The Priory tonight. I'm making an effort, I've missed her so. When I was nine, I set up a proper funeral for my deceased Hamster, Bazil (after a childhood obsession with Faulty Towers). The coffin, a Ferrero rocher box, was lowered into a shallow grave with gold ribbons (I only had little hands, and a little plastic spade, so it had to be shallow..). Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.Dignified, eh? well no, not really, the Hissing Cat from next door dug the coffin up a few days later and dragged poor Bazil's carcus up to our doormat. That cat, which is black incidentally, so it *must* be evil, now saunters around my back garden at it's lesuire. I chased after it with a kitchen knife once. We havent been invited to the annual neighbourhood 'mince pies and loft extension chat' meet-up *again* this year. A connection, perhaps? Being given flowers randomly, that's just lovely, isn't it? Like finding unexpected packages in the mail. I got once of those today, with Scott Walker tunes inside. I threw a flower at Cliff Jones once, I'd been walking round all day with it tucked behind my ear. He ignored it. He jumped into the crowd and sang to me, which I found most embarassing. I don't like his music, I just like his pretty face. But I have a feeling it's going to hell. Jenowl, I'm after an update. I think in right in saying that you new a girl in the year above you at school who liked belle and sebastian, or something along those lines? The thing is, I've recently befriended a girl in the year below me, and we're going to Bar Italia together this friday, wearing silver shoes. So you simply must befriend her, because it could really be worth it. She might lend your her Baby Birkin cd, and you might be able to hide behind the geography block together, smoking malboro lights and swapping LoveRat stories.
funny, i can contemplate selling cds with much more equilibrium than selling books. i just love my books too much, even the crap ones. they look so colourful and pretty and wise lined up on the shelves.
I onced tried to encourage listees to discuss whether they would sell their legs for money at a picnic. It didn't go down to well, I must say, and I counted at least 5, count 'em, 5 "what are you like?" glances and 1 "shut up, stupid girl" frosty stare. Bear in mind I did have my own leg in a pretty hefty bandage at that point, and was contemplating what would happen if my poor leg fell off. This does have a link to the above paragraph. Oh yes. Yes yes yes. In a simalar kind of conversation this weekend, someone asked me if I'd rather go blind, or deaf. I said deaf...I'd rather live life as a silent film than just be given the soundtrack, and with books, because they're pretty magic, arent they? I've broken my "can't read books" bind by reading Bonjour Tristesse in private study today. Bon chic! I'm going to a Heroes and Villans party tommorow night. I am going as bondgirl villan Magda, and Hannah as heroine Tinkerbell. This is entirely appropriate. I can shoot a townie down at fifty paces, you know. Pink tights or no pink tights. BANG! Blood splattered shiny nightclub walls, the heavy throb of dance music in my ears. I guess I could always blame Marilyn Manson. I was telling you to sew things onto your clothing. Don't forget to take the needle out when you've finished, and not absent mindely pull your jeans on like I did. You'd never think such a tiny cut would bring so much blood, would you? Erica x +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/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 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
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