267th email

From: Dom Borax 
To: Stacey Marchenkova stacey_marchenko@hotmail.com >
Sent: Sunday October 26th, 1999 4:11AM
Subject:  Everything closes at 2:00

Hey drlaing, how are you? I am a little druink - sorry

See, evrytnhing closes real ealy here which I don't;l understanf. Kinda weird, I reckon. Cause you just end up wandeinr the streets looking for somewhere to party which I did and found a place some guy I dn’t know but a nice guy he had some wine and a nice balncony so we talked for a few hours before3 I wante d tpo come home.

Then  I walked the streets for a bit and got back to this hotal that I have to miove out fo soon. I can’t keep usinga my dad to pay for me. I have to find an apartment – maybe that guy I met tonight could let me live with him - that would b e good.

God I don't know it dion]t think sio – I don't even know him he might be a killer or another wirter of a actor or even another PA – that would be woerd  - I don;’t think I ciold take that –

Not afyteter this week. It’s been awful. I’m noit having a good time here, stace’ I tell you. IT’S not the city of dreams it’s not. It’s lonely wuith weird values. It’s a company town – it’s just sells oil or bauxite or whatdver theose company towns sell.

Whioch is ironic as they actually wan t to sell human drama but it only sells it in bottles and boxes. Not really selling it. Actually the real drama is such a bad idea or a poison or a virus or something that if it’s really touched the town will fall to hell.

Anwyhows I hope you had a noce weekend. Glad to read that you spent some time with my fokks – they’re nice people not like thwt people here who are so not nice.

And don’;t let me mother get to you – she can do that mother trick of making it feel like its all your fauly – but it isn't – I will rign yher tomorrow –m even from work – fuck them, theyt can take the expense for some happiness occasionally – you know what I eman – I mean they give me such unhappiness that maybe one small call to hoem  is actually a really cheap price to pay for such lashing and lack of caring and shit.

Gotta go now…gfee;ling sleepy and not sure what I;m writoing, I still love you by the way,.

Doim