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Away with me!

I'm currently in Sydney, sitting in ozisim's living room.

The only email address I'll be checking while I'm here will be ajaway(at)hitpoint(dot)com(dot)au.

I did one bonehead manoeuvre on the trip down. Got to the security check point at Brisbane airport with backpack, laptop bag, jacket and paperwork in hand. Australian rules are that you must take the laptop out of the bag and run it through the x-ray machine separately from the bag. So, I put all my stuff down on the table outside the security checkpoint.

I put my boarding pass down, and put the rest of the paperwork in the laptop bag, pull the laptop out and put it in a box to go through the x-ray machine with my jacket, put the laptop bag through the x-ray machine, put my backpack through the x-ray machine and take off all my metal items and put them in a box to go through the x-ray machine (why must I travel with so much stuff?)

On the other side I put everything back together and go upstairs and have dinner (which I forgot to have before I left home yet again).

Part way through dinner was when I realised that I had left my boarding pass sitting on the other side of the security check point. D'uh! I go back down to check and it's not there, so I have to go to the service desk and get another one printed off.

Of course, it's not a trip away for me if I don't forget something. This time I managed to forget half my power cord for the laptop. Luckily Sim managed to have another power cord with the same connector so I'm running with half mine and half her power cord.

Mostly this weekend will be character creation, with the game starting for real next month.

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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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