Wednesday, January 14, 2004
Des copains d'antan
Deserved ticking off by the level-eyed EZ for not looking after myself. In fact, for positively jettisoning all efforts to build up my immune system. I have no answer.
She asks have I no friends to wrestle the bottle from my hand and hurl the Dave's Light cigs out the window. I have not, and it reminds me of Lamb's remark about 'Special friends of old with whom alone one can share a particular kind of joke, and relish or deplore in an intimate way passsing events. No one else will quite do. When one loses touch with such a contemporary, an important part of yourself dies, an important part, which you value and need, is there with them, leaving one diminished, smaller, ones range of pleasures and interests suddenly contracted."
Deserved ticking off by the level-eyed EZ for not looking after myself. In fact, for positively jettisoning all efforts to build up my immune system. I have no answer.
She asks have I no friends to wrestle the bottle from my hand and hurl the Dave's Light cigs out the window. I have not, and it reminds me of Lamb's remark about 'Special friends of old with whom alone one can share a particular kind of joke, and relish or deplore in an intimate way passsing events. No one else will quite do. When one loses touch with such a contemporary, an important part of yourself dies, an important part, which you value and need, is there with them, leaving one diminished, smaller, ones range of pleasures and interests suddenly contracted."
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