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11-26-1997, 6:56 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: saturday 11/30
Daisy,
I’m sorry for reaching out so late. I’ve been busy all day with Julia and I didn’t have time to write anything down. She’s moving away for school and needed some help with packing everything up: all her dusty things are suddenly vital to her academics. I can never tell her no.
The other day I warned you I’d contact to confirm if we were still set to see eachother this Saturday. I know you have a busy schedule which is why I decided to message you about this . . . don’t be weird about it. I know you joke about me being old.
Respond asap, possibly before Friday. I’ll be out of the house and won’t be able to check my emails until late at night. It’s a long drive from here to your house and I need to be ready. Have a good night, Daisy. Hope to hear back from you soon.
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11-26-1997, 10:34 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Billy,
You really are an old man. I’m the one who’s late, right now. You’re too early, actually. Thanks for the reminded, though. I had half-forgotten already that you were supposed to text me, actually . .
I hope everything’s going well with Julia. She told me that she was excited to go back to school but was worried for you. Don’t make her worry too much. I hope whatever’s going down on friday goes well for you, too.i
About Saturday, I don’t know, Billy. I’ve been busy and I’m not sure that going out the night before a work thing is going to go over well. It’s been crazy lately and I don’t want to waste your time. Hope rescheduling doesn’t come off as rude.
Yours, Daisy
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11-26-1997, 10.54 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Daisy,
I’m going woodchopping on Friday with my Graham. We’ll be in LA for the first time in a while. Graham hasn’t been here in a year.
I assumed you were busy, that’s why I asked. If you need any help, you should reach out. If it’s something that can be fixed, we can try fixing it Saturday. Rescheduling isn’t rude, it’s normal. It’d be better if we didn’t, but I can try working around it. Block Sunday and Monday. Julia’s flight is Monday.
I don’t want to overstep. Let me know. Happy to hear from you and take care.
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11-26-1997, 11:03 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Billy,
Don’t panic about it or anything: I’m not going to detonate bombs on Sunday. :] Just work stuff. Another industry meeting for which I have to prepare a speech.
I really don’t want to waste your time, man. We can reschedule on Tuesday, if you’re too busy, but if it’s really too complicated for you we can still try Saturday. Don’t complain to me when you’re bored out of your mind. You always complained.
You’re not overstepping, at least not for now. I’d let you know if you were. You’d probably ignore me anyways, knowing you.
Yours, Daisy
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11-26-1997, 11.24 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Daisy,
Those business events were never fun. I’ve had enough practice over the years, so I’d say I’m pretty skilled at them now. Probably better than Warren, even if that doesn’t take much. There’s been a lot of paperwork to take care of, this part year. I understand the struggle.
I’d like to try and help on Saturday, just to avoid having to reschedule. I’m sure we can get it done quickly. I won’t complain at all and I’ll try to be as useful as I can, for someone who’s not in that business anymore. The paperwork I was filling out was much less fun.
Thanks, Daisy. You know I’d probably ignore you. Can’t promise I won’t act the same on Saturday just to annoy you. Take care.
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11-26-1997, 11:36 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Billy,
Thank you for understanding. I didn’t want to bother you with my business, but I can’t exactly tell you to fuck off just because I’m going insane over a piece of paper. It’s not supposed to be an important speech, but I don’t want to mess it up. I wish it was simple paperwork. I deal with that much better.
They’re trying to get me to act in a movie. Me. I’m not here trying to be the next bond girl, but apparently “ the dress you wore at the grammy’s says otherwise. “ Nothing I say seems to convince them that I really don’t care. Don’t want to bore you on the details.
Take care, Billy, really take care. If you wanna help, you better not be slacking on Saturday. Where will we meet? Do you want to come to my house again? Let me know.
Yours, Daisy
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11-26-1997, 11.42 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Daisy,
You’d be a horrible actress. You can’t hide for shit. If you tried crying on purpose, you’d look constipated. I’m joking, by the way. You can do it. But you shouldn’t, if you don’t want to. We’ll work something out the day of. I’m sure you won’t mess it up too bad, you’re a smart girl.
I’ll take care of myself, for Saturday. I’ll even wash my hands before coming to your house, happy? Then you won’t have to point the way to your bathroom again. It wasn’t very smart of me to come right after gardening. About Saturday, I assumed we’d go out. Or to my house. Just to not clog yours.
You have a kid, Daisy, I don’t want to bother her too much. Having a random man in her house must not be very nice. Especially to scream over papers with her mum. Try not to stay awake too long if you have work.
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11-26-1997, 11:57 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Billy,
My acting is not this tragic, stop making me look like an dumbass. :-/ We’ll think of what to say Saturday. I don’t look constipated, by the way. You wouldn’t even know what my constipated face even looks like. You’re so weird when you try being funny.
You better wash your hands. That shit was disgusting, with the worms and all. You’re never touching my vinyls again until I do a hand check. You’re never touching my vinyls again, period. Poor Joni saw horrid things.
Don’t take this the wrong way, Billy, but I don’t want to be seen outside with you. Not even at your house. Please don’t take this the wrong way. My house is just fine. My daughter will be at kindergarten. Come after lunch, so I’m sure she’ll be out of the house. I’m sorry. :]
Yours, Daisy
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11-26-1997, 12.24 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Daisy,
Your house is fine. I’ll see you around 12:30, since I finish lunch at 11:30. If it’s too early for you, let me know. I’ll bring over some paperwork as examples. Some old production pitches. It won’t take too long to write your speech. We haven’t written in a long time, that’s going to be fun.
I’m not taking this the wrong way, Dais, I understand. I don’t, but I can see the point of view if I try. You’ve always been so complicated to try and figure out. Just like your house. Who the fuck has a bathroom next to their kitchen?
Hope to hear back from you soon. I’m glad we at least have a plan.
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11-26-1997, 12:31 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Billy,
Some examples would be nice, especially if it’s about your productions. I have heard a few on the radio. :] They weren’t your best work from a technical standpoint but it was a cheap boy band. Can’t say I was expecting much. My daughter’s friend, Erika, loved it to bits. Props to you for finally reaching your target audience again. Screaming girls.
A bathroom near the kitchen is extremely useful, alright Billy? I don’t even want to try guessing where you put your bathroom. Near your bedroom? Like an old man? Having lunch at 11:30 isn’t helping your case, you know. Billy Dunne finally turns senior.
I’ll hear from you soon, I think. Your replying time is crazy fast. Do you use those typing practice games? I tried one and surprisingly, they kind of help. My nails make everything harder.
Yours, Daisy
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11-26-1997, 12:43 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Daisy,
I can’t say I used those computer games. I think they’re a waste of money. Glad they’re working for you. I’m surprised by how fast im typing, too. Really motivated right now, I guess. I should become a web writer or whatever Julia does on the Internet now. It’s so confusing.
I’m not senior, Daisy. I’m barely a few years older than Miss Hip over here. Just because you can sing sometimes doesn’t mean your still 22. Dancing queen. A senior wouldn’t be up at midnight sending emails around.
You won’t hear from me soon, actually. I’m going to bed, Daisy. Typing is hard and the tiny screen hurts my eyes. If you need anything, call me. Send me an email and I’ll reply before leaving with Graham. Take care, Dais.
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11-26-1997, 12:45 PM
from: [email protected]
subject: re: saturday 11/30
Billy,
I want to call you. I wish I could think about calling you without my hands starting to shake. I wish I could go out for lunch with you, instead of being locked in my house. Take care, Billy. I can’t wait to see you on Saturday. I hope you’re alright. I hope I’ll be alright. I don’t want to see you again. I don’t want to hear your voice again. Yesterday was near traumatizing: it was like seeing a ghost. I really did feel 22 for a few minutes, on my couch, with you.
Never been more grateful to see you get up for water. Managed to snap out of it before I said anything too weird. You’re so unfunny it makes me angry. Everything about you makes me angry and I wish just your face didn’t make me react this way. Years will never make you go away. I told Julia, in her documentary. Nobody was ever like you. I wonder what you’ll say, when she shows you the movie.
Yours, Daisy
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