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The Party...

Well, it's been over a week, and I've only gotten around to putting up stuff about the party now.

That says to me either one of two things. Either A) It was a great party and it's taken this long to recover; or B) It was a fairly forgettable party, and I've forgotten to write it up.

Unfortunately, it's B.

Mostly my fault. I forgot to put the invites out early enough so most people already had something on that night.

Oh well.

The people who did turn up:


  • Scott

  • Stephen

  • Will

  • Byron

  • Kevin

  • Kelly

  • Adam

  • Matt Black

  • Sue

  • Chakae and new bf Andrew



Tim and Susan rang and said they couldn't make it due to the fact they were house-sitting, and I knew Jason and Sean D wouldn't be able to make from emails earlier in the week.

Oh well. My birthday party should be better. 25th August.

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Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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