To: dom borax < mailto:printthisplease@printthis.com >
Sent: Thursday, June 21st, 1999 23:58 PM
Subject: RE RE RE RE RE Matrix and Election
Dom,
Marcus is in bed…reading…I’m staying over…alone…and it’s only midnight….
He just turned the light is off…his book is on the bedside table…I’m having wine and time is slow…
I really liked your rave on time btw…really funny…though I think you forgot one attack on time…
Time is a scaremonger…it wakes you with a frightening loud smash to the head every morning…yelling ‘help help me!’...
you try to help, but it teases you with a snooze button…a calming option from the fear…
but time isn’t done with you yet…it alarms you ten minutes later…loving that this pattern of worry can be repeated time and time again…
(based on this – time sounds like a sadistic shrew, don’t you think?)
Anyway – that’s my attempt at blaming time…
Keep it if you like it and add it to your routine …I’m sure all the other girls you email will find it very amusing…
Sorry that sounds catty…didn’t mean it to be catty…I quit work tonight…so feeling a little vulnerable…
And I have to ask…in your spiel about time you talked about Bad timing…
‘He likes her. She likes someone else. He then likes someone else and she ends up liking him.’
What did you mean by that…?
S
PS I can’t believe I asked that question.
