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Wednesday, May 12, 2010

12 and 13th email

----- Original Message -----
From: Stacey Marchenkova
To: dom borax < >
Sent: Thursday, May 6th, 1999 10:45 PM
Subject: RE RE RE RE RE WOW You’re up early

Okay I looked this one up…
An Intrusion of Cockroaches.

----- Original Message -----
From: Dom Borax
To: Stacey Marchenkova
Sent: Thursday, May 6th, 1999 10:59 PM
Subject: RE RE RE RE RE RE Wow, you’re up early

An Intrusion of Cockroaches, huh? Are you saying something about me here? Or am I being paranoid.

Something I should confess about myself. I do suffer from a little paranoia.

Indeed I can be kinda paranoid about the word paranoid.

Well not the word paranoid. The Word Paranoia!

It took me a while to learn how to spell it, see. Those three vowels on the end throw me. I had to make up a mnemonic to remind me of how to spell it.

The mnemonic was: Oh, I Am so Paranoid…
See I took the O from oh
the I from I and the
A from am
OIA - the last three letters of paranoia.

Now I feel quite secure with it. Generally.

Until those moments of paranoa (sic) creep in and I’m paranoid that I’ve misspelt it.
Hopefully see you tonight.

I’ll be the one without a collective.


PS I reckon the collective for collectives would be: A redundancy of collectives…


  1. A pounce of kittens. Give us more. We need more. A gag of desires. A treason of wants. A plunder of comments.

  2. What happens next?! Post post post.

  3. he's making that fatal error of putting much more in than what he's getting out, thus he appears desperate and will probably frighten her...

  4. I agree. I also fear for his upcoming date at Van Gogh's Ear, that he simply won't be able to appear as witty and learned without Google at his fingertips and hours between correspondence to take a childhood regression back to junior school spelling bees.


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