Having carried a bug-type snuffly thing throughout Christmas, today was the first time I felt able to use my fuzzy head (apart from #sinister, but that doesn't require active thought) and therefore with the aid of lemsip and a fleecy sleeping-bag liner I shall endeavour to write something readable. But fail, nonetheless. I hope you all had a suitably merry/miserly time, as to your liking? I, for one, survived without disaster... there was not even the usual influx of chocolate oranges, which was refreshing. Talking of chocolate: you better share that, Hannah! This video malarky: I hope *something* happens. I would pay, boy would I pay for a video, I have only seen them on "later with rich boy" or whatever, and although always an honour I did not feel they did themselves true justice. Any road up... Saw a genuine (pronounced "jen-u-INE") fox in the snow the other day. I asked him through the glass, "where do you go to find something you could eat?" He scampered off, but I'm sure he was mouthing, "The rabbit hutch in your back garden, you silly bugger." But that could have been the vitamin tablet induced hallucinations. Talking of hallucinations, I had four glasses of wine with Christmas dinner, and *then* a liqueur chocolate. Living on the edge, I tell you. A little nostalgia now: has Jen totally abandoned us? That's not rhetorical, I really would like closure on that one. No, actually, that makes her sound evil. What I mean is, "Jen has not posted for donkey's years. Eh?" Mummy-I've-Grazed-My-Knee: Yes, all that specialised terminology is still in use and *yes*, ribena is still cool. What sort of philistines do you take us for? I like these arrangements of sinister people visiting other sinister people. When B&S next do gigs in far off places...maybe, just maybe... I might even take up your offer, Elise! As long as you allow ribena in your house, dispite the obvious Kool-ade comission... Someone said that Struan was effing and blinding at the gigs. Hardly seems right, does it, at a charity gig? Especially as I vaguely remember it being a childrens charity being donated to. (that could be totally wrong...) Reminds me of the big lebowski, again. "Struan, you sing great songs an' all, but d'ya have to use s'many cuss words?" Ach well, each to his own I suppose. I for one disapprove of swearing, but would *love* to hear Isobel really let rip with vile language, a bit like Brittany Spears was caught doing, but more extreme! Sorry, not very nice, that, is it....(hehe) Right, I better go now. However rambling and meaningless my posts usaully are, they always seem to maintain a degree of fluency and seem to string along, so that even if totally uninteresting it is not very hard work to get to the end. This one is does not own that value, for which I apologise, and if you have come this far I can only try to promise the next will be better. And you need to get out more. Love and chestnut stuffing with mulled wine round a fire, Tom XXXXXXX P.S. Kirsten, if you happen to be keeping a track of Sinister during your visit, have a great time, and wrap up warm. :) +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+