E-mails September 2002
From: David Prather
[SMTP:DavidP@ccitechnology.com]
Sent: Saturday, September 14, 2002
To: 'davidp@ccitechnology.com'
Subject: dinner
Hi
honey, I would like to know what you want for dinner. I am sorry for changing
up on you but you make me so mad. You were not worried about saving money this
morning when you wanted me to buy you breakfast or when you wanted me to buy
you a new computer, or new tires and
rims, for your truck, but all of a
sudden when I want to go out for dinner you turn into, Mr. Asshole why is that
I just don't understand.
I
love you
Stacy
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From: David Prather
[SMTP:davidp@ccitechnology.com]
Sent: Saturday, September 14, 2002
To: Stacy Erickson (E-mail)
Subject: RE: dinner
Why
am I an asshole all of the sudden because I want to save a buck. Maybe it is
just an excuse to get you to cook something. Maybe I want to eat a home cooked
meal for a change.
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From: David Prather [SMTP:DavidP@ccitechnology.com]
Sent: Sunday, September 15, 2002
To: 'davidp@ccitechnology.com'
Subject: RE: dinner
That
is not it at all. You have been acting all stand offish since I come back home.
Maybe it's my fault for being gone so long, but it couldn't be helped. I didn't
plan my mothers death and I sure didn't plane to be gone almost 3 months
either. And for someone wanting to eat a home cooked meal so bad you sure as
hell don't know where home is. You have been home one day since we arrived back
in Florida. And when you are home the only one you seem to want to spend time
with is your pride and joy as you so kindly put it at work today is Rissa. You didn't even have the guts to introduce me today
at work to your new employee. The only one you introduced is your pride and
joy. Maybe if you put the same amount of time and effort
into this family and our relationship we might actually make it unless of
course you are seeing someone else. And if that is the case I deserve to know
up front instead of getting the cold shoulder all the time. I have done nothing
but try to make up for the three months that I have been gone but that doesn't
seem to be enough for you. And it's not just your actions it is the things you
say to me. Just like when I bought some sexy new underwear to show off to you
that I lost some weight. When I was trying the shirts on you said nice fat
belly. Or when I was trying to get you aroused you said now a days it's hard to
turn you on because your getting old. I guess its just me, I guess I just don't turn you on anymore. I
guess there is nothing I can do to fix that problem. If I don't turn you on, I
guess maybe you should find someone else that does. Because all it is doing is
hurting me, I try so hard and then I keep getting rejected. Almost
makes me feel like I shouldn't have come back home. I could have got
just as much love in Spokane from my so called family there. I am sure your
going to laugh the whole time your reading this like you always do, but it's
the only way I can get you to listen to me as long as it involves a computer at
your work, But I don't really care this is how I feel and it hurts, so if you
want to laugh oh well. Even if you don't anymore I still love you and always
will for the rest of my life, you are the person I want to spend the rest of my
life with, I just get the feeling that you don't feel the same way.
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Message-----
From:
David Prather [mailto:davidp@ccitechnology.com]
Sent:
Sunday, September 15, 2002
To:
Stacy Erickson (E-mail)
Subject:
RE: dinner
Do
you ever stop bitching??
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From: David Prather
[SMTP:DavidP@ccitechnology.com]
Sent: Friday, September 27, 2002
To: 'davidp@ccitechnology.com'
Subject:
Them
bastards shut my phone off again they say I owe 193.00 when I just paid them
170.00 and when I look it up online they say I owe 400.00 and that is a bunch
of shit.
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Message-----
From:
David Prather [mailto:davidp@ccitechnology.com]
Sent:
Friday, September 27, 2002
To:
Stacy Erickson (E-mail)
Subject:
RE:
Get
on them.. Kick their asses. Make them give you some time for free.