Sinister: Me and Pedro, the magical red cloak, and other stories

[JENOWL22 at xxx.com]

Hewwo,

Woo, I've had an ace week. Mostly.

On Tuesday I bought joint custody of a whip for one pound fifty pee, and 
called it Cecil Drake Harvey Tulloola Goldsmith, and had grate fun pretending 
to be in the circus with it, in glasgow. And my blonde friend, who has also 
custody of cecil drake harvey tulloola goldsmith, said that her and her 
manfriend Mark will have lots of fun playing with it too. So everyone is 
happy.

On Wednesday, I went Laserquesting with John which was ace, because I shot 
him by accident, which makes me think that, if it was real guns and we were 
in Star Wars, I wouldn't be the best person to have on your team. 

Then we went to George Square, and fed all our lunch to the pigeons (well, I 
did anyway), and one sat on my hand, and it was grate, and then we saw Donald 
Dewar's funeral car. Then we went to Flip, and met Neil (hullo neil) and he 
said hullo and some other funny things, and I bought a magic red cloak with 
duffel coat buttons, and I thought it was grate, and I was well pleased. Oh, 
and I bought a record by the Sleepy Time Trio, because it had a fabby cover, 
which made me giggle.

Then John and me met up with Amy and Jason Andreas (who only stayed long 
enough for me to force a hug on him), and we went to the 13th Note, and did 
all the stuff that Amy said in her post, and played with the fantastic juke 
box, and I got very embarassed, because everyone was being so nice to me, and 
wrote lovely things on my bag and gave my cloak the name Pedro. And it took 
me a whole half hour to get the melted wax and glitter off my hand, but it 
was fun anyway. And then I got the train home, and I fell asleep. 

The next morning, I realised that I had lost my mobile phone, which has lots 
of numbers stored on it (If you see him, his name's Beep, and tell him to 
come home), so now I must look for him.

Then today (friday) I hid in the cupboard for a while, because I was upset 
about something, then I went down the glen to look for animals to be friends 
with and pretty things to see. And I had on my red cloak and my rainbow brite 
star, and I felt all happy again, because I made friends with a squirrel and 
called it Jam.

Then I went to my friend James' house and he made me sad because he kept 
asking to see my breasts, but I wouldn't let them, so he decided he was going 
to die soon instead, and I don't really want him to die, because he's ok, 
even if he is a perv, and he lets me play Final Fantasy Eight sometimes, and 
Squall Leonhart has a really grate gun/swordy type thing.

The I went to the house of moving pictures to see a scary film with Harrison 
Ford in it, but my friend Nicola got annoyed, because I kept cracking silly 
jokes about biscuts and cannibals at the really tense moments, and nearly got 
us thrown out, but not on purpose. And I drank all of my friend Mark's juice, 
but he didn't mind, because we have the same taste in girls, even though his 
girlfriend, who is Debs, my whip partner custody blonde, was getting a bit 
jealous, because she is not Druscilla from Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

I was listening to Tigermilk for the first time in ages last night. I think I 
might have been so wrapped up in the grate world of liking belle and 
sebastian that I haven't taken time to properly listen to them in ages, which 
is never healthy. But I did last night, and I was wowzled and bowlied over by 
the amazingness of Struan's voice, because it is grate, and he can sing and 
make it sound effortless that he is throwing fabby sounds all over the place, 
and making people joyful and happy.

I also decided last night that everyone in the world is a Belle and Sebastian 
fan. They just don't know it yet.

I'm going to go now.

Sorry for boring you. Again.

Hugs,
Jen
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