Sinister: is this my hometown?

[Stefano [Steady-State]]

My Dear Sinisters

	Mark H. said a few of his colleagues think his a bit odd. 
I just think he is a lovely and still have to thank him properly for coming all the way down from O!X!F!O!R!D! to listen to the My Dear Killer gig about one month ago. And a couple of day after the south London black out that had left the tube in tatters for a while
.that should be consider odd, but it’s definitely sweet! Thank you very much to Paul H. who came as well, that’s was very nice of yours. Indeed.
		
Talking about oddness that reminds me a couple of weeks ago I was standing in the pub at the Union with a few colleagues, as well. Actually, more or less the usual suspect. Still was August,  in the tail of the heat wave, or something that. As usual after a few pints the conversation got out of control, and, as the Roman used to say, “in vino veritas”. Here is more lager then other, but alcohol is basically involved.   Randomly talking about thirty-something related general disillusion and lack of satisfaction with everyday life A. pointed out all the good looking chaps in the place were we work are either taken, or don’t won’t to go out with people from work. And then, only the weird one remaining.  As far as I remember I’ve not been asked out by the dear A., I should be definitely included in the weird posse. Which is not so different from being considered odd. I always thought that a bit of mentalism is
 well, interesting, if not entertaining. It avoids boredom as well. B!
 ut, well, thank you very much for pointing it out! 



Something that ill be considered definitely odd by everyone who had known since
 well, thirteen I guess, is hearing me saying I’m going to a club to dance. My main role in dancing events, before, well, I guess, December of a couple of years ago, has been trying to be as mimetic as possible with the wallpaper. Have you ever notice that there is a kind of tendency to paint the wall black in clubs? They are probably dark enough not to notice the colour the walls are painted anyway.  
I don’t know what I thought was wrong with dancing. I think just I felt uncomfortable, generally out of place, and space, and overall silly. Guess, I was loosing it. It is surely things like having seen people dancing on teenage riot, or like dylan in the movies; being around at places such as How does it feel, the Silver Rocket, the Winchester club, which had made me changed my mind. Something which is not often so easy: I can be quite stupidly straight on my opinion, for how dull they are.


I’m wondering if is this what happiness is like? 


David mentioned there is a mk. II Tigermilking night year 2003, right after the football decider with turkey.
I bet on turkey to be in the final of the world cup. They didn’t make but deserved it.
I tried to point it out to the booky but didn’t work. They say only the final fixture was to be considered.
Life is so unfair!
		And I am weird after all,
	So better go back to magnetic resonance and pencils for breakfast, 

Take care
Your, rather steady
Stefano      


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