Sinister: I'm already gone/ Up and out of here

[a.s.t.r.i.d at xxx.com]

Dear Sinister,

  Once again I'm in the computer lab in my school, and I'm supposed to have maths
with a quiz on really boring stuff that I don't really fancy learning, so I told
the teacher I am sick (I am, and not only in mental sense, but I am also blessed
with a great cough and general throat ache. Blessed because it got me out of PE,
hahaha) and now I am about to go home. But not yet. Because I know how bored I'll
be, and that I will end up watching Full House again. 

  I am being treated in this computer lab to crap general r n b +, i repeat,
PLUS, that crap hit that goes "turn me ooonnnn hug me hug me" etc. So, yeah. At
the same time. Also in my ears: testosteron-filled boys' laughter. THANK YOU
WORLD. 

  So, what's happening then? Well... I don't know if I'm doing much at the
moment. Maybe, but just MAYBE, I'm, oh the shock!, enjoying life. YES! I mean,
the only thing that gets me going usually are meeting heros and going to gigs,
but even the everyday life is nice now. I know. It's so strange, isn't it? 

  Well, ok. It's not sprung from nowhere. I promise you. Boys... ach how I wish I
could ignore you. But no, no, let's make your general mood be affected by them.
Currently I have one big crush on someone, and my old, er,
fling-that's-not-a-fling, since we don't,er, do anything, but he shoots me pervy
looks at the most inappropriate times so I feel happy anyways. 

  This has so far been a somewhat serious post, so, I should turn it around by
letting you lot have the honour and privelige of gaining access to...

another of mine and Amanda's conversations on the phone! YAY!
M= Me, A = Amanda.
M: Yo M'Ho!
A: Yo, oohh wait I have to put on pants!
M: ..?
A: No, not like that. I was just in the middle of changing clothes.
M: Oh, right. I thought you were just pantless and pervy in general
A: Hold on.

PAUSE.

M: It's weird, I thought about this thing we did when I was seven and learning
English, and everyone had one letter each to yell out loud, in the order of the
alphabet, not just in general
A: That would've been quite a scene.
M: Indeed. Anyways, the thing was, I had the letter Y, and I remember standing
there, with this big paper with a big Y on it, waiting for my turn to shout it
out loud, and all the parents were watching with pride and I somehow couldn't
stop thinking about how the letter Y was pronounced exactly the same as the word
why and it really bugged me.
A: Did you manage to yell your letter?
M: Loud and clear. Ah, that's good. How did you learn English? Did you also watch
Muzzy?
A: MUZZY IN GONDOLAND! It was the best!
M: I KNOW!
A: [adopts weird voice] I eat clocks!
M: Wow, that's a good impression. he was so funny, like, [tries to do the same] I
eat clocks"
A: that sounded more like a German accent.
M: I know. Damn it. I want to do the Muzzy voice too. I can do someone else
though. Who's this? "I'm CLEVERRR!"
A: Oh, it's that guy, Corwax!
M: The green evil guy with...
A: The big golden hat!
M: Muzzy in Gondoland, that's quality. Then there are characters like Barney the
fucked-up purple dinosaur. I REALLY hate him.
A: ME TOO! Ah, "Don't let a grown-up touch you on your special places".
M: I mean, sure if someone sort of trustworthy says it when you're a kid, but a
sort of retarded-looking, purple dinosaur with his mission to spread some "love"?
Suspicious.
A: Barney is such a fucker.
M: YES. Let's change the subject.

[Silence, followed by singing in harmonies for a while]

M: Um, so, yeah.. um...
A: ARE YOU TRYING TO END THIS CONVERSATION?
M: No... I just wondered if it was going any further, you know.
A: So you WANTED to end it!
M: Only because I thought you wanted to!
A: WELL NO! I thought we were having musical moments here!
M: We were, but...
A: FINE. Let's hang up.
M: Oh stop it.
A: No, no, you made your point. 
M: Don't be like that.
A: Ok. I guess. Hmmm. 


... And then followed some more, but I'm sure you've had enough by now.

In other news, I bought a pair of Clarks Wallabees yesterday and I'm currently
wearing them. They are in "distressed leather" which sounds a bit strange, but
they're cool, except sometimes you feel like your wearing big chunks of wood on
your feet. And I posted a much too late letter to Anders yesterday as well.

Sinister Xmas Exchange - here I come!

Coughing, Muzzy in Gondoland and love just in general,
Astrid x

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Ted Danson.

Fab: Oh, Danson.

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