Kids, I went to Ware this weekend instead of starting a new job in Barney's Grill, a choice which I have decided was well made after sitting in one of Ware's own greasy spoons. I went in and sat down as always - they sually look at me in a strange way, but this time they decided to just deny my existance. Which was nice. I walked out in a bit of a huff, and Hannah suggested we go to the new posh cafe down the road. "You know, the nice silvery one with the glass tables", she said. Only it turns out she'd actually dreamt up this lovely new cafe. She does stuff like that, bless her.
to wonderful Erica's devoted tape making and covers which just made me
wonderful meaning a crap quality tape with no inlay, perhaps? I was organised with my tapes for a little while. I decided my underwear drawer was to become my tape draw (doesn't everyone have pants strewn across their bedroom floor anyway?) and ordered them up. All the belle and sebastian live recordings together, like a proper nerd. I'd probably be quite a good nerd, I do nerd-ish things all the time, like spill drinks down myself. Oh and not forgetting my foolish attempts at "dancing". someone said:
HEFNER (summertime, summertime, summertime) What did the girl write on Darrens coat?
She wrote "GET YOUR HAIR CUT YOU MESSY BRUTE". Or was it brutish mess? Kin Woo said:
Ah, how much I hate those jumpy-up-and-down-moshpit-y-people
I believe in moshing, I really do. Just in it's place, and that place not being anywhere near me and my little toes. The last time I was in a proper mosh a boy was being bumped up and down above the crowd, when Joy of Joys! his wallet n a chain fell out of his pocket and someone gallantly ripped it off (tearing his baggy shorts at the same time) and scampered off gleefully in the direction of the beer tent. Brilliant! It would have been one of my favorite moments, had I not been stuck watching the Prodigy in a muddy field in Chelmsford. Anyways, must dash, theres a muffin at the bakers with my name on it and we only get an hour for lunch. Call me! Oh, and I should be getting my kitten heels out (for the lads) at Da Doo Ron Ron this wednesday - maybe I'll "boff" Chris Geddes! Or maybe not. Is big brother watching? If so, play Darlene Love's 'wait till my bobby get's home'. Or else. Erica x +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "jelly-filled danishes" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+