"If we devote ourselves to finding holes exactly shaped to house such great words as Freedom, Honour, Bliss, I agree, we shall spend a lifetime slipping and sliding and searching, and all in vain. They are words without a home, wanderers like the planets, and that is an end of it."
--J. M. Coetzee, Foe
--J. M. Coetzee, Foe
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Date: May. 28th, 2004 05:09 pm (UTC)I actually did apply there, though, but.... That's a really long story. Really long.
Jess with the one long braid and the rest short?
Yup, that's the one. I just saw her recently in Philly, and she has an apartment and a kitty and seems to be doing well. She and Jemma are both some of my Quaker friends.
Jemma...doesn't talk to me anymore. I have a suspicion she never liked me, but these are the things you find out when the people you thought were your friends ditched you after two years.
Well, I know nothing about nothing about that. It sounds sad, though. And a little awkward.