Christmas is coming then! J'aime Noel Beaucoup. C'est tres interessant (Whewnever I am asked in French what I think of something, I always say interessant or ennuyuex. Yes, I know i'll flunk GCSE if I carry on like this) Also, I wish to participate in International sinister bowling day. The only Bowling Venue I know of in London is somewhere horrible on the North Circular, I hope someone knows somewhere else as that place is a pain to get to as there is no tube station and I am pathetic at using buses. I know two Bus routes: The number 31 from Camden to Notting Hill via Swiss Cottage, and the number 27 from Somewhere to Hammersmith. Using these two, you see, I can get from Camden to my Mum's house and From my Mum's house to my Dad's. I have decided that I will get my hair cut very early in the new year. I have so far managed to go without getting it cut since January or Febuary, when I got it very, very short indeed. Not Shaved, but bloody nearly in places. I wish some of the people I have to get presents for would post, perhaps mentioning that what they want for Christmas. I have been looking in the archives, and have bought one present but am not sure about the others. Now: A terrifying story. People who were terrified by Bambi should not read this bit SCARY********************** It was a normal day when I got home from school. The birds sang in the trees and all was quiet. On the mat lay a letter for me. Oh, that's nice, I thought. Picking it up, however, I was shocked to discover it was from the INLAND REVENUE! Arrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhh......!!!!!!! I thought. quivering wit fear, i drew the curtains throughout the house and sprinkled Holy water around the place before having myself exorcised. Then, using a specially and totally sealed chamber with gloves in from which I could work in safety, I opened the letter. To find out it was to tell me I had been given a National Insurance number, with a little card with my name on it in. I felty all grown up and put it in my drawer before destroying the rest of the letter and envelope in a 100000000000 degrees Celcius oven, just to make sure. END SCARINESS***************************** That was scary, wasn't it people. But don't worry, it has probably happened to most of you already. I notice that hardly anyone has posted today, which I am very upset by. I am bored and need some Sinister diversion but yet there is none (aside from #sinister, of course). That will do for today, though Joe P.S. Has anyone noticed I did not use the phrase "but there you go" _once_ during this post. I'm very proud of myself. P.P.S. This was also probably my quickest post ever. They usually take me a 45mins or so but this took only 15/20, which explains it if it is total rubbish. +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+