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whole thing with John has sent you into some kind of mental tailspin, or if you have just been spending way too much time cooped up in that apartment of yours, but you are clearly in desperate need of counseling. Or a trip to Saks. I'm not sure which. TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS? You spent TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS of your own money on a cat that isn't even yours? Are you mental???? And now you are going to keep it in your apartment and give it two insulin shots a day? Mel, GROW UP. This isn't some little orphan you've adopted. It's a CAT. It's your neighbor's cat. Give it back to Max and stop obsessing. My God, what happened to you? You used to be normal. I mean, aside from your fixation on the love lives of celebrities and your constant shoe shopping. Nadine To: Nadine Wilcock From: Mel Fuller Subject: You're right You're right. You're right. I don't know what's wrong with me. Ever since that whole thing with John, I've just been out of sorts. I wish I were one of those women who are made stronger by things like their boyfriends turning out to be total jerk losers, but I guess I'm one of those other kind of women, the kind that gain ten pounds after a breakup from eating too much Cherry Garcia, which I don't even like that much, but that's the only flavor at my corner deli that isn't frozen to the wall of the ice cream cooler. As soon as I got your empowering email, I went over to Max's and I pounded on the door and I told him about Tweedle Dum. I brought the cat with me, along with all of his medical supplies, and I showed Max what he has to do...you know, how to fill the syringe and how to give the cat his shots. Max looked pretty dumbfounded. He was all, "You mean cats can get diabetes, too, just like people?" I don't think he really understood a word I said. In fact, I *know* he didn't, because when I told him to fill the syringe himself, he filled it all the way up to the number 5, instead of 5 units, which is the correct dosage. I started to explain to him why this was so dangerous, and how Sunny von Bulow has been in a coma ever since Klaus slipped her a needle filled with too much insulin, but I don't think he heard anything but that last part, since he became very interested in that, and wanted to know how much insulin would send someone into a coma, or even kill them. As if I would know that. I told him to watch ER like a normal person and he'd probably find out eventually. He's going to kill that cat. I'm telling you right now, he's going to kill him. God I wish Mrs. Friedlander would wake up, kick Max out, and go back to planning trips to Nepal and her aquasize class. Wouldn't it be great if all of this turned out to be some weird dream she was having while she was asleep? Like if it turned out everything that has happened in the past few months since I found her unconscious never happened, and everything could just go back to normal? That would be so great. <strong>The</strong>n I wouldn't have to feel this way anymore. You know. Like there's a great big spiky satellite dish piercing my heart.
Mel To: jerrylives@freemail.com From: Nadine Wilcock Subject: Mel Dear John, I got your email address from Tony. I hope you don't mind. I don't normally get involved in Mel's personal affairs if I can help it, but I am making an exception in this case. I really can't restrain myself any longer. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING???? You and that stupid Max Friedlander. What could you have been thinking, trying to pull off something so incredibly asinine? Now you've broken my best friend's heart, something for which I am sure I will never forgive you. But even worse, you have left her to the mercy of the real Max Friedlander, whom I am convinced has got to be the biggest idiot who ever walked the face of the planet. How could you? HOW COULD YOU???? That's all I have to know. I hope you're satisfied. You have ruined the life of one of the sweetest girls who ever lived. Because of you, she got suspended from her job, has a moron for a next door neighbor, and missed the annual fall shoe sale at Steve Madden's, because she was too depressed to go shopping. I hope you're proud of yourself. Nadine Wilcock To: Nadine Wilcock From: John Trent Subject: Mel What do you mean she's at the mercy of Max Friedlander? What's Max doing to her??? To: John Trent From: Nadine Wilcock Subject: Max
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the wedding's off. Every girl in my
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prostituting himself out for photo
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you who are born into money, the in
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What's more important to him, a bun
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Subject: Well???? DON'T TELL NADINE
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all. Although I guess it wasn't rea
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To: Mel Fuller From: Aaron Spender
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From: Jason Trent Subject: How'd I
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Your loving sister-in-law, Stacy To
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And you do???????????? To: Sergeant
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prints, etc. But unless that happen
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From: Tony Salerno Subject: Cut it
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ad as you say, or are you exaggerat
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Sure. The seven o'clock show would
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of you at Stella's baby shower. And
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same time. This is a marked improve
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ever coming to visit us again. Are
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To: Mel Fuller From: Tony Salerno
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humiliating! Tim Grabowski from Pro
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about dogs and chicken bones.... We
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was how much I hate the Chronicle,
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still have tomorrow's column to do.
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But what I simply cannot forgive yo
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Tim To: Tim Grabowski From: Nadine
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Friend Tim: Likewise, I'm sure. Our
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Subject: Miss Fuller Dearest John,
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ecipe for crab-stuffed flounder. I
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my sheets, which are sticky now, bu
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as far as I could tell. I mean, the
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knocked a little while ago, but you
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IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU??
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LOVE, BRITTANY AND ASHLEY To: John
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Okay, I know it's been a long time
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hours. She never goes twenty-four h
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Tim To: Nadine Wilcock From: Georg
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To:Nadine Wilcock From: Mel Fuller
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I just don't understand what a guy
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Now, we can't really tell if any of
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was just lovely, and Donny looked s
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ight? Did you tell her it was too l
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