oh friends

"oh friends, there is no friend."

of course there are friends.
but Derrida was writing about Greek guys talking to other old Greek guys about friendship.

I wish I weren't an absent friend: that is what the Greek guys meant. That you want to be a great enough friend that you are missed. Bu then you are not there, so what kinda friend are you?

I'd rather not be absent.

I don't love Edmonton yet.

Vacuous, cold, expensive, fancy.

So far, the best thing about Alberta is that it's next to B.C.

Oh, and the mall is better than the Louvre with the Taj Mahal inside it.