hello sinister. i have blisters on my feet tonight and no one cared except joe. and i didn't know how i felt about that. walking around in the heat downtown again tonight attached at the hand to him, i started to feel sweaty and uncomfortable. and my feet started to remind me why the mary janes should only be for short distances, not "romantic" walks. joe said the sound of the little heels clicking on the pavement sounded important. and now, at the paper, i have undone the buckles and pulled out my heels, seeking relief from pain, among other things. and walking on the tiled part of the floor, the backs of my shoes loose and flopping, the scraping sounded like a little girl playing dress-up in her mum's shoes. importance was so quickly diluted to childishness, and here i am again wondering what the fuck i am doing. can i ever be happy again? i am tempted to ask "what's wrong with me?" but i know and i don't the answer to that. so leave it said unsaid and then go on to the next post in the inbox, business as usual and me with my whining and everlasting rubbing and swelling and bursting of skin. *** on the every day and every night cd there is a picture of some skeletons floating betwixt a few barren trees. and i suddenly realize this song is saying the words coming from the skeletons' mouths: 'why do you lay so low in the grass?' 'don't you want to be found?' maybe i should just stay inside somewhere, somewhere cold, with my music and a pen and a boy who loves me just enough to take me without wanting me. love, debra skyline xo ------------------ THE FOLLOWING IS AN ADVERT FOR EXCELLENCE: never learned how to ride a bike? merely flailed helplessy in a chlorine-laced pool when trying to learn to swim? come to Camp Kids Who Gave Up 2002, sponsored by lindsey baker, dave snyder and conor oberst to learn to ride and swim like nobody's business! while you're temporarily residing on our beautiful, secluded island paradise camp, enjoy lessons from friendly guest instructors such as mandee wright and listen to a different live band every night (we feature saddle creek gems and omaha rapists)! dating lindsey is also an available option, so long as conor is off-island. SIGN UP TODAY!!! _________________________________________________________________ Join the world’s largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. 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 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+