EB: And that put paid to it . . . I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love?
D: I thought that poetry was the food of love ?
EB: Of a fine stout love, it may. But if it is only a vague inclination I'm convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead.
D: So what do you recommend to encourage affection?
EB: Dancing. . . . even if one's partner is barely tolerable.
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oooooo look at those eyes...all dark and delicious. bahhahah that was so weird to see you with make-up on. it sent my whole day array. man it sucks that we never see eachother this quarter. bleh. i don't like it. i'm climbing at nine though! you should get summer or someone and come!
~Em
ps.s soorry to use this for practical roommate stuff...but you did it!
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