To: Stacey Marchenkova
Sent: Saturday July 20th, 1999 10:21 AM
Subject: RE RE RE RE RE RE RE RE RE Had an adventure
Stacey, okay not sure what’s going on here but I feel I need to state; nay to stress that at no time did I understand your position (or understand why I used the word nay).
But seriously, I never pretended to understand nor did I secretly believe I did understand and was playing it down thus being patronising.
See that would be shitty and I am not a shitty person. No fucking way.
I suggest what you should do is believe that I truly didn’t understand – just like that great Elliot Smith song.
“You once talked to me about love
And you painted pictures of a Never-Never Land
And I could've gone to that place
But I didn't understand. I didn’t understand”
Because it’s true; I didn’t understand either. Really. Really. Really.
(And boy do I love that song)
Finally my offering of hope in previous emails was because I trusted you did understand.
I trusted you’d make the right decision for yourself.
I trusted you.
Anyway I apologise if I offended you. It was ne’er my intention (as is never using the word ne’er again)