Mega-Zine
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January 21—22, 2000

MISS TRISTESSE What is wrong with me? What do I think I think? Thinking is a bad occupation for 'Ziners.

MANTRA I was so preoccupied with building walls to keep the world out, I've forgotten to put in any windows. Who wants to see rain anyway.

DARK GREY WOLF OF NORBEX So you like doughnuts do ya? Well, have all the doughnuts in the world ah ha ha ha ha! The best are fresh with sugar all over them, enjoy! Ah ha ha ha ha ha! Thanks.

 

STOP. ALL OF YOU. STOP RIGHT NOW!

What on earth is going on? All this talk of trendies is making me nervous. I was under the impression that the 'Zine was here for the oddities of this world.

It's not just about liking Placebo. It's not just about writing insane drivel.

It is a state of mind.

Hyperstar

You should see

MY STATE OF MIND

 

DEAR WLW

What's so wrong with using obsolete units of measurement then? If I want to drink gills of spirits and pay for them in crowns, or weigh myself in pounds whilst wondering how many furlongs it is to the shops or estimate the acreage of my garden, then I will.

All I need is a pub that still accepts old money, some scales that work in pounds, a realistic idea of how long a furlong is and a calculator.

The Mint Imperial

This measures up to my idea of

INSANITY

 

NEW DISCUSSION:

How did you all come up with your 'Zine names?

My story is actually pretty straightforward. Starfish are my fave crustaceans (forget pilchards) and I love the sea, which I find to be very mystical (especially as I've been plankton diving, which is AMAZING).

No prizes for guessing where Lara Croft got hers, but I'm interested to hear JSPFTDT's story...

Mystical Starfish

Skinned Celebrity... Miss Bloodbath...

THE MIND BOGGLES!

 

AAARRRRGGGHHH

I had the most awful dream. It was worse than reality (just).

It was a school day and I went down for my usual coffee but discovered it wasn't there. I ran to the shops, but they'd run out.

In a desperate attempt to start my awful day with that rich scrumptious liquid I sunk as low as to use a vending machine. I keyed in the buttons for a cappuccino and to my dismay it gave me TEA!

Toxic Coffee

For you... a dream. For me...

JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE OFFICE