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Still here in New Orleans. My flight to California leaves this evening. Last night was AMAZING! Trent really knows how to throw one hell of a party! I took Hugh's suggestion and went as the Countess Bathory. She's famous for killing virgins and bathing in their blood, and I must admit I didn't see a virgin all night. I think Miss Bathory would have quite a bit more trouble practicing her hobby in this day and age. My date for the evening made a wonderfully romantic and handsome Phantom of the Opera. There were quite a few classical waltzes, which both surprised and delighted me. Tim, you are a marvelous dancer. ;) Later, we were also treated to performances by NIN and Reds, who was positively glowing, and I don't think it had anything to do with the fairy dust. ;) My favorite point of the evening was when she and Trent sang "Past the Mission". This stepped up the mood quite a lot, so the PARTY really began after 2AM when the REAL music started. ;) Don't get me wrong, I do love classical music, but as a child of the punk age, I much prefer music so loud it could make your ears bleed. And we weren't disappointed on that account.
Cary revelled in his Henry VIII costume by shouting "OFF WITH HER HEAD!" each time he passed by me...and everyone else. He and the lovely Rachel seemed to be enjoying themselves immensley. Finally, we were wonderfully delighted to see Gary arrive. In fact, this was shaping up to be a Brit Actors Reunion party. =)
Something else, quite surprising happened. A very good surprise. Something only you
know about. And I think I would quite prefer to keep it that way for the time being. And before the comments start pouring in, NO WE DID NOT SLEEP TOGETHER! =P
Speaking of which, I feel I must make a sidenote to Alan. Darling, whatever happened between us, I sincerely miss our friendship, and I wish we could chat again like we used to. Please ring if you have a moment.
As Christian and Samantha's wedding is coming up so soon, I have decided to remain in the States until then. Cary has been nice enough to offer me his home in Malibu. That is where I shall be if you need to reach me. I must sign off for now.
Cary revelled in his Henry VIII costume by shouting "OFF WITH HER HEAD!" each time he passed by me...and everyone else. He and the lovely Rachel seemed to be enjoying themselves immensley. Finally, we were wonderfully delighted to see Gary arrive. In fact, this was shaping up to be a Brit Actors Reunion party. =)
Something else, quite surprising happened. A very good surprise. Something only you
know about. And I think I would quite prefer to keep it that way for the time being. And before the comments start pouring in, NO WE DID NOT SLEEP TOGETHER! =P
Speaking of which, I feel I must make a sidenote to Alan. Darling, whatever happened between us, I sincerely miss our friendship, and I wish we could chat again like we used to. Please ring if you have a moment.
As Christian and Samantha's wedding is coming up so soon, I have decided to remain in the States until then. Cary has been nice enough to offer me his home in Malibu. That is where I shall be if you need to reach me. I must sign off for now.