Sinister: who doesn't remember their first time?

[Jennifer F]

Greetings to everyone out there; this is my first post.  Although I seem to 
write better after a few glasses of red wine, late at night, I’m trying it 
out here, at work, after a cup of Earl Grey, early in the morning.  We’ll 
see what difference it makes.

I’ve done far too much thinking lately, thinking about how long I’ll be 
living in Chicago, about when I’m going to decide to go for my PhD, about 
how much longer I’ll stay in this job, to which I have no ties.  Also been 
thinking too much about love, which has eluded me for far too long.  Made a 
corny pact to myself to find someone before my 25th birthday in October but 
am questioning both the pathetic-ness and the plausibility of that pact. The 
closest I’ve gotten to achieving the goal has been during messily awkward 
fumblings with a male friend, after establishing that there will be no "us." 
  We all know how those episodes turn out.  So I’ve got to put a stop to 
that and find a new playmate.  A psychic I saw a few weeks ago during a trip 
to New York, NY told me I’d meet a man with the name David very soon.  So 
far, no good.  Where is my David?  Will keep you posted (can you wait?).

The dry weather inside my Chicago apartment has wreaked havoc on my skin.  I 
find scaly patches on my arms, and feel my skin stretch tight after I dry 
off from my shower each morning.  To counteract this, I apply moisturizer 
(as one does) both on my face and on my limbs.  After getting ready in the 
morning, my face is transformed from crusting with mild flakiness to glowing 
with dewiness.  Then, approximately 10 minutes after I get out into public, 
the dewiness turns sebaceous and I’m like an oily teenager again.  Sometimes 
I wonder if I will ever feel adult.  And then I think I won’t ever want to.

It’s incredible the volume of mails I get from the Sinister list.  I 
foolishly jettisoned them into an email folder for three days and am now 
plowing my way through 47 separate messages.  How may people will plow their 
way though mine?  Doesn’t matter much, I suppose.

And now for my credentials: been listening to B&S for about 5 years now, am 
going to see them in Chicago and at Coachella, have never seen them before.  
I cannot wait.

Jennifer
{To know me better: its4me.diaryland.com}


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