Friday, August 29, 2008

Daly as Invented "Julian" (Eddie Izzard)

Here Lissa is emailing as Julain after Nikki and Max were killed. Spewing crap about how to dress them etc. As always she shows her sexual side talking of showing Nikkis belly button....Lissa has some deep disturbing issues, don't give a crap what they are, she will self destruct sooner or later...PSYCHO!!
Sorry I didn't email earlier. I pretty much passed out from exhaust on the sofa. I'm going to take a couple of sleeping pills and see if I can sleep some more. I have much to do in the next few days and don't want to end up sick from lack of sleep. Nik and Max need my help now.
The clothes issue has settled, thank you! Nik will wear her jeans, her favourite pale blue shirt of his knotted at her waist with just a peek of belly button and barefoot. I'll stick a ciggie in her shirt pocket. I'll have Max in jeans and a polo shirt too. Nik's violin is going with her because I know she wanted that.
Yes, please, if you want to write her a letter do so. I'll put it in her pocket along with the love letter she always carries from Max.
I don't know if I can do this, but for them I will.They were both there for me when Martin died around this time last year.I hate August now.
Write your letter this weekend, ok because I'm taking them home Thursday. You will need to get it to me by Monday so it can go with her.I'll print it out on some nice paper.
Do you think it's ok that instead of using Bond's music when I let them go that instead I use Flying Dreams? I ask because Nik didn't plan on it being both of them, and they often played that song together on their instruments.They loved that one.
Do you think she'd mind?
I'm going to go have a drink and then a couple of pills and go up to bed and hope sleep takes over again.
I keep thinking how I should have been there to protect her too.Maybe if I had, this wouldn't have happened to her. Instead I brought the beach chairs up to the house while they went and got ice cream. She loved her ice cream I didn't think a walk was a good idea because her muscle control was starting to go a bit, but she said she wanted to before the chemo effects really hit and she was stuck at home for a few days. I should have been there to help Max save her. I let her down big time.
Ok goodnight.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Melissa Daly as her 17 Year Old Invented "Libby"

This was sent to me. She is talking about Magpie. Lissa, what the fuck is wrong with you? You have some serious mental problems!

Dear XXXX,
I get little emails about 2 or 3 times a week at the
most, even when she says she is going to email, half
the time she doesn't.Most are filled with what she did
that day.Our chat last night (her time) was filled
with talk of Sponge Bob and who he is, talk of the war
and stuff like that.She also says she told XXXX (her son) at
last, but I am doubtful that she told him the severity
of it all.I can't see that happening.She has yet to
email Sasha, and I'm sorry, but I find that rude.I
don't know if Jason would really come out here, and if
he does if I would actually do that.I mean, who wants
to do it with someone who looks like I do? Skinny with
a chest tube? And the fact that I am dying is probably
more than a little off putting.Can't say I would blame
him there! I would rather not ask and then be
humiliated.AND I know that he would never initiate
that either.
I think X Mum thinks I failed her in a way...she said
that she has failed me, and I said that I failed her,
and then she said "We BOTH did".I know I have failed.I
tried really hard to get well and get home.I just did
not think that she actually thought I failed...even
after I told her SHE did NOT fail.So--we know who the
failure is between us.
She finally did a miniscule post on the family
site...looking for that damned fiddle gal again.Fiddle
Gal can't even PLAY her fiddle anymore.It is in LA at
Sasha's home.She can keep it, play it and look after
it, then pass it down to her own kids like I planned
to.It is already about 120 years old...mum bought it
in Italy long ago.
Anyway, seems my life is SUCH a tangled mess...I have
serious unravelling to do!

Love Libby