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Subject: Re: This can never really end
am I able to respond to this bunk address? if so, you have not seen me everyday. but, uh, I don't know. don't be scared. (?) People don't do this to me. I do this to other people. have we ever met?

24 Nov 2001 22:11:26
e Brenda Gray
24 Nov 2001 22:11:02
Subject: Re: Thanks!
Chat? Me? I chatted last night with a girlfriend in Florida, on AOL instant messenger. But when did you and I chat?? Wow sounds like I was really wise too. Wish I could remember :-)
Subject: Re: Sorry
I do not understand anything of what you're talking about. I don't know anyone called David Still, unless it is a pseudonym. Please help me to see what all this means because it il all mystery for me.
e Anne Gondolo

24 Nov 2001 21:11:21
e jovian francey
24 Nov 2001 21:11:28
Subject: something to confess
Dear David,

I have something to confess.

I think it's pretty clear, that I, you know, may have some feelings for
you. I think you're really neat and interesting and funny and smart. I
have a really good time when we're together. Your friends are pretty
cool, but I often wish they'd go away because I'd much rather just be
with you. You're amazingly sexy too. Though, I don't want you to think
that *that*'s all I'm interested in. Because I mean, I see the real you.
I see you when you aren't hiding behind a mask. I see that core of you
that is special and worth cherishing. Whenever we've spent any time
alone together, even a few seconds, I get flushed and my skin tingles.
Ever since we last saw each other, I am dizzy with thoughts of you.

Like a sickness, I am wholly consumed by you. And as I lay feverish in
the grip of such sweet sickness, I want never to be cured. I crumble
beneath your smile, am left defenseless by the slightest glance. All
that is beautiful in this world is a reflection of you. The stars in
their celestial webs shimmer only half as brilliantly as the light that
dances in your eyes. The sound of your voice lingers and whispers to me
throughout my days and nights, speaking softly of your catastrophic
nature. I feel the swelling tides of this intoxicating rapture. I have
felt them since we first met. Those waters rise higher now every day.
In you I find all that I am missing. We are twin aspects of a single
unifying force. And I long to hold you, to mingle our breaths, to become
at one with your body and mind and spirit, to be consumed by endless,
spiralling perfection.

I have spent my life stumbling through an arid desert, over countless
miles of sprawling plains. Until you, I was too parched and weary to
look any further than the footstep ahead. And now soft rains have come
and I am shaking off my layers of dust. All is clean and new, and I am
refreshed and reborn. All that is in the past is rendered a flat and
colorless backdrop behind the vivid realness of this..


Between us exists something rare and special. Some cosmic, divine logic
has plucked us from the teeming multitudes and presented us with the
spark of recognition that can only exist between two like souls. I am
stricken, overwhelmed and mute. No words can translate the intensity of
these emotions. A thousand poets could find no simile or metaphor to
embody the way I feel now. Is it too much to hope for? Could you
possibly feel some of these things too?

Do you?

Because that would be really cool. But if not, well, maybe it wasn't
meant to be. Perhaps I spoke too soon, or not soon enough. Maybe it's
not the right time... of course, for someone like you, I could wait

But in the meantime, do you know anyone else who's sort of like you? Or
just... you know, available? I know it's a lot to ask, but if you do
know anyone, could you please forward this letter to them? Because I
don't want to have to wait very long to feel this way again.

Subject: Re: Sorry
That's ok. Just bring my wife back asap, the dishes are piling up.

David Still wrote:

> Geoff, I am sincerely sorry for what happened on Wednesday and for my actions in particular. I wasn't planning to use physical violence...
e Geoff Grundlingh
24 Nov 2001 21:11:28
e Isaac Dupere

24 Nov 2001 21:11:33
Subject: Re: Thanks!
What ever is best for you. I don't know, maybe I just over-analyzed it, but I'm glad you found it helpful.
See You-
Subject: Re: Sorry
e Carla W. Mundwiler
24 Nov 2001 21:11:09
e Corey Thompson
24 Nov 2001 20:11:02
Subject: Re: Sorry
I believe you have the wrong person David My Name is corey Thompson and unless you are on the uss Houston on Duty I don't know you.
Subject: Re: Sorry


24 Nov 2001 20:11:34
e Freaky Becca
24 Nov 2001 20:11:55
Subject: Re: Sorry
Who told you to send me that email??
Subject: Re: I miss you too!!!
Whatever ole little one!!

David Still wrote:

> A joke????
> What is wrong snaggle puss? The times must have been for naught. Oh alas poor pitiful me.
e Neil MacDonald
24 Nov 2001 19:11:49
e David Rochon
24 Nov 2001 19:11:11
Subject: Re: Sorry
I think you have the wrong Dave. I'm from Ontario north of Toronto. Pretty sure you weren't physically violent towards me on Wed. I was at work .... and or sleeping.

Thought I should let you know since it sounds like you're trying to get a hold of someone you want to appologize to.

Sorry you didn't find him Yet

Subject: Re: Sorry
I know what you mean. An ulcer ate my face away last year. It was very unpleasant. How is your husband? And when can we expect him to get out? Are they treating him well in the Pen.? It's a damn shame they caught him. I heard he was up north with the midget circus when they found him. Peach
buffalo in squirming tub visiting hollow beverage? Trombone pleasantries. Noodle lengthening puddle service of rewinding magnitude! Tomahawk.
Tomahawk! Scrumptious tongue mystery hat. Baskle pubnut dynasticast? Respirator hyphening swordfish trim, and poor monkey eats acid for his keyboard. Too many upstairs left on argyle socks. Canadian geese. Again, you made me a linty metal toothbrush. Had I a sandwich? Chafe not my pumpkin, knave. For obvious reasons.

----- Original Message -----
From: David Still <>
To: David S. Grayzanic <>
Sent: Saturday, November 24, 2001 11:17 AM
Subject: Re: Sorry

> uncle dick is dead!!! And it seems like just yesterday that we were all frolicking together in the garden. The ulcer just ate his face away. He was nothing more than a hole at the end. One big emptiness, much like our own existence.
> your loving wife,
> David
e David S. Grayzanic
24 Nov 2001 18:11:30
24 Nov 2001 18:11:20
Subject: Re: Thanks!
Sorry to burst your bubble but I don't recall to ever chat with you.
Maybe you could refresh my memory.
Where and when...
Have a nice week-end.

Subject: Re: Sorry
Yes, your actions were reprehensible. But you know I still love you baby. Sometimes a man can't help himself. I probably deserved everything you "gave" me. I've thought long and hard about this and I've been a very bad girl. Thanks for your love.
e Mark Gordon
24 Nov 2001 18:11:28
e Jerome
24 Nov 2001 18:11:57
Subject: Re: Sorry
Subject: Re: Sorry
e Denis Vanneste
24 Nov 2001 17:11:22
e Geoffrey Milder

24 Nov 2001 17:11:54
Subject: Re: Sorry
To whom it may concern (aka David Still),
Anonymous apologies are far too nebulous to take seriously. Should this be a serious attempt at an apology, please include your real name and the incident of which you speak (I am so thoroughly offended each and every day of my life, that to keep all of the transgressors in the fore front of my
mind is virtually impossible). If however this is nothing more than a slick 'guerrilla marketing' add campaign, please remove my name from the list as I have the courage to sign my own name to my emails.
Subject: Re: Botsing
Sorry David,
Something else has happened too. When I walked into your house to fill in the damage forms, your wife was waiting there with a gun. She scared me ..... I tried to convince her I wasn't a thief or killer or rapist or whatever. But she kept coming closer with the .44 magnum in her hand. There was a struggle ...... a shot and only I live to tell the tale.
Bummer ey ........


> From: David Still <>
> Date: Sat, 24 Nov 2001 13:43:00 +0100 (MET)
> To: "Thijs" <>
> Subject: Botsing
> Sorry I hit your car last wednesday, Thijs.
> But I talked to my insurance company
> and they said that to Dutch rules, you're the one
> that was wrong. I'm sorry to say this, but I do need
> your boss' address details, as legally, he's
> the one to pay for the damage.
> I hope this situation does not affect your job.
> Let's have a beer one day at Valencia, this
> time without bumbing the cars there.
> Greets,
> David Still
e thYs

24 Nov 2001 17:11:11
e Erin Long
24 Nov 2001 16:11:50
Subject: Re: Thanks!
no problem sweetie!

just let me know if i can do anything else, if you need to talk again let me know!

erin =)
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