Stuff

June 11, 2003

To: chelsea1980@marslink.com
From: sharc@action.slike.com
Subject: Hey
Sent: June 11 at 11:45 a.m.

Hey Chelsea

Lisa had our kid. It was rather strange seeing her again. I've been so busy with Action, I haven't seen her since I got to the hospital. And I haven't seen you either. How are you? How's Barbara doing? I bet she's crawling around like a maniac by now.

What's new with you otherwise? Anything exciting?

I've been fueding with Fiend in Action, if you haven't been watching Mondays. It's been rather interesting. Amy surprised me by bringing in some old friends. Quite a good angle, I think. The bookers like it, at least. Wait til they see how this one turns out. Actually, you might not want to get the next pay-per-view. There is going to be some legit injury going on. I can't say too much just yet, but, just don't get it. Trust me.

Oh yeah, the baby. Well, it was a boy. She insisted we name him Richard. I don't know why. She's weird like that. So yeah, Richard Keown. He isn't Richard Jr., since, well, I have no intentions of ever marrying her. She's mellowed out plenty, I gave her plenty of scares with my mental issues earlier this year. But I think that's all solved. Good for her. There's just too much weird stuff there to go back.

It's been weird lately. Since I started feuding with Fiend. The fans have started cheering for me a bit. Not a lot, but I can hear it in my matches. Even if I'm fighting a face. Ah well. It's kind of nice for a change. I've been a heel most of my career. The last time I was getting pops was in Tidal Wave Wrestling early this year. That was fun. I can't believe that place folded so quick.

Fucking Leary and Swift. If not for them, we were going to awe the wrestling world. Would have been nice to see how we did.

Well, I guess I should head and work out. Next time I'm home, very soon, actually, we'll hook up and do some stuff with Barbara.

See you.

-Rich

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