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Two weeks ago we went and saw Star Trek Nemesis.

It was a Sunday morning, and after two wake up calls ten minutes apart (one from Scott and one from Stephen (paradigmshifty) when I was already awake, Scott parks his car at my place and I drive us both over to the movie cinema's at South Bank. We meet Stephen and Kolya there, and go in.

Us four are the only people in the cinema. As a result, instead of keeping all the silly comments to ourselves, we say them. I won't say too much about it as there are probably people who haven't seen it yet (Mari?), however the term "Incoming Data Transfer" is appropriate.

Overall I think that Nemesis gets the thumbs up. The ending, while unexpected, is fitting.

After that overdose of silliness, we wander into South Bank for Lunch, and then a rendezvous with Tony (Kolya's ex) for a transfer of children. Tony was late, as per usual, so running a little bit behind schedule and with two additional children (Connare is 6 and Sasha is 11 I think. Stephen will correct me if I'm wrong), we make our way to the Queensland Museum to meet with Mari (paxford).

The seven of us (Me, Scott, Stephen, Kolya, Connare, Sasha and Mari) then proceed to wander around the museum for the next three hours alternating between wise, curious and silly.

A good time again was had by all. Though I did end up with sore feet.

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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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