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1 Ayyam-i-Ha 163 B.E. - Monday, February 26, 2007 On the evening of Sunday, February 25, I went to a party at the Baha’i Center in Las Vegas. The food was Persian I love Persian food. I love food of any culture or nation. We played games; I read a poem written especially for the party. One of the attendees did a magic trick. All in all we had fun. I enjoyed myself more at the party then I have in a long time. There was food left over from the party so everyone took some of the leftovers home. Today my and I will eat part of it. We’ll have muffins for breakfasts. All the attendees brought deserts and the rest of the food was from a Persian restaurant. The coffee was marvelous, both my mother and myself had two cups. I would have had more but there was only one pot and most people drank either soda or juice. OK, so I haven’t had coffee in at least two weeks. The coffee at the party tasted very good. I don’t know if it was regular coffee or decaf and I don’t care. It tasted like coffee I enjoyed it. I think there may be another party sometime this week, but I don’t know if I going or not. I seem to be free writing this entry. Putting down whatever comes to mind without worrying about whether it makes sense or not. I suppose I’d better go to bed. I have to pick up some sheets after 9:00 a.m. across town so I should attempt to get a little sleep. I really need to get coffee in the house. This going two weeks without it and then drinking two cups in a row may not be a good idea. On the other hand, it could be that it’s been so long since I had any real fun that the experience of being without stress or worry is getting to me. |