From the chocolate wrapper

[magid]

Desire, though thou my old companion art
And oft so clings to my pure love, that I
One from the other scarcely can descry,
While each doth blow the fire of my heart,
Now from thy fellowship I needs must part.
Venus is taught with Dian's wings to fly;
I must no more in thy sweet passions lie;
Virtue's gold now must head my Cupid's dart.
Service and honor, wonder with delight,
Fear to offend, will worthy to appear,
Care shining in mine eyes, faith in my sprite:
These things are left me by my only dear;
But thou, Desire, because thou wouldst have all,
Now banished art, but yet alas how shall?

from Astrophil and Stella, Sir Philip Sidney

Comments

[farwing.livejournal.com]

um...can you give me a ride to Kevin's party tomorrow?

[magid.livejournal.com]

Yes. Timing? From where? (Do you want some dinner first? I have lots of leftovers still....)

[queue.livejournal.com]

Hey! No fair filling people up before my party! I just bought way too much food.

[magid.livejournal.com]

Heh. You're the one who said it would be "light food". Did you buy enough light?

[queue.livejournal.com]

I bought three lights, and now my bedroom is not dark.

[magid.livejournal.com]

We're eating in your bedroom?
;-)

[farwing.livejournal.com]

well...I'm going to be downtown. And I need to drop off some stuff at McDougal. So maybe I could meet you at work?

[magid.livejournal.com]

That works. With the caveat that I have veggie pickup tomorrow, too.