my boss is not here today! i swear i didn't kill her! but this means: i write this email without feeling guilty. i was reprimanded for writing emails during "business hours". and this made me rather pissed because i know that everyone else does this during "business hours" and because i have nothing else to do because all i do is sit on my big arse ("check out he ass on that white girl"--there's a story, i won't expound) and drink diet coke (not dr. pepper) for 8.5 hours oh, and sneak out for a cigarette when i can. well, that was a long bit of nothing. and here's some more: last night was prom night in my town. i managed to avoid all of it, well, except for the limos that drove past my house when i was outside. what a big deal made of nothing. this one girl i knew became aneroxic so that she could fit into her [overly expensive] prom dress. the boy i went to the prom with owned a nusery (well, his parents did) so i got a pissload of flowers. that was the only good thing about that night...but anyway, last night my little brother went to the middle school smei-formal 8th grade dance. my family laughed at me when i suggested what he should wear. they said "like we're going to take fashion advice from YOU hahaha" so i decided to break away like the little dove i am and see if the boy-from-the-coffeehouse-across-town-who-i-have-been-in-love-with-since-last -friday was there. ok, would this be considered stalking? i don't think i've hit the mark yet. i guess i have to find out where he lives, call and hang up, etc. maybe not. either way, he wasn't there :( with all the new peopl loading onto the sinister bus, i have to ask "anyone from pittsburgh?" ****and now the actual posting begins! ian--i loved your little song. i said "hahaha" to it. thanks whoever asked about the skater lingo: make sure you also say "oi!", but definitely say "rad" like you're obsessive compulsive and that's your latest obsession whoever had the wierd dream because they fell aslepp to TWATTYBUS (sorry, i deleted all the posts i read from this morning): i know how it is, buddy. i always have th craziest dreams when i fall asleep to b&s. lsat night i had a pleasant sleep to the tindersticks' "curtains" so irecommend that for you. not that having weird dreams is a horrid night time hobby of mine. in fact, i rather enjoy it when it happens... if i had anything else to say, i've forgotten it. it's taken me so long to type this because i keep getting kicked off the system (computer tantrum--i loved that) so i'm going to go before it happens again. in dire need of a flogging, KIMberly xx ps. anyone bored today: im=rudyrehak icq=39199492 +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+