I've just spent last night bleaching my hair. My scalp now feels like it has melted, and to compound the problem it looked awful so I had to run to Superdrug and buy some crazy coloured hair dye (I wasn't going brownish black again after all that trouble). I now have a purple head, which should please Jenowl I suppose. It worked fine last time though, so I suppose something odd has happened to my follicles betweenwhiles. Ho hum. Follicles, now there's a great word that is very much underused. Haphazard is another. Am I rambling? I am currently in a good mood however, as not only do I have tickets for Radiohead in Oxford, but one of my housemates for next year (who I have only just met) commented on my bus T shirt/flares combo. (That's as far as I can see the content going this time). This is a Good Thing. I've been told I have a road test in a few weeks to see whether I'm competent enough to run the projector in the Union Cinema. This is not as simple as it may sound - I've been training for 6 months now and am only just beginning to get the hang of it. There are too many scary nobbly bits and buttons... Anyone who has access to it (it's on the web I think, at www.soton.ac.uk/~susu -> Wessex Scene link) might be interested in a superb article in the latest edition of our Student Union paper describing in detail how to destroy that Toploader album that you don't want to admit to owning. Unusually I think our paper is run by people with a modicum of taste and indie snobbery (reviewing things like GYBE and A Silver Mount Zion) which can't be an entirely bad thing. I also enjoyed listening to Mark and Lard's snide comments about pretty much every nasty nasty pop record they played whilst waiting in the barber shop. Did they always do that, or have I only just noticed? Things have never been the same since the graveyard shift... Hmmm. I might run off and hide now as I am definitely rambling. Thanks to everyone who mentioned Felt, by the way - I am suitably impressed. Bye bye, Mark O. +----------------------------------------+ | http://www.ecs.soton.ac.uk/~mjo199/ | |"Go to bed; brush your teeth; but don't | |bother cutting your ears off" | |-Ray in the Rattle & Hum, Cheltenham | +----------------------------------------+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+