Letter to Julia 20120709

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

**It's still the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show marathon on Shadowplay TV**

Peace!

Whoops!  I forgot to post my last love letter to you.  I'm such a ditz!  Um, yeah!  I put it up just now so that you can read it.  The contents of the letter leaked out somehow the last time I was here.  I think I've figured out how I'm being observed.  Since this is an internet cafe, it would be nearly impossible for them to anticipate which station I will be at (unless they have an agent posted here), so I am identified by the signature of my flash drive, and my letters are read before I even post them.  Well, these love letters are for you, Julia.  I write them because I love you, and I want to marry you.  Not them.  Only they care about them.

I just had the most awesome beef bone soup!  It was PERFECT, after I gave it a little more time on the stove.  Soup always tastes better the next day anyway, like chili and stew, but it was so tasty, I guzzled it all down immediately.  I'm so full!  Most people use a slow cooker for soups, stews and chili, where they can just throw in all the ingredients, turn it on, then forget about it for the next 12 hours.  I used a knife to scrape out all that delicious bone marrow, and I cut my mouth when I slurped on the marrow.  That was so stupid of me!

I guess I need to remind you to please slow down, and take your time doing things, please relax and enjoy your life and whatever it is you are doing.  Again, it is error to seek friends and social recognition, because they already know who you are.  And trust takes time.  I'm not going anywhere, insyaAllah.  I think it's safe for me to say that I've been waiting for you all my life, and I am willing to wait a little longer, so we can have a rock-solid and loving marriage.  InsyaAllah.

Letter to Julia 20120707

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

**It's still the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show marathon on Shadowplay TV**

Ah, that was some delicious fried chicken I had the other night.  All white meat, too.  Just the way I like it.  I didn't eat the hot dogs, though.  I don't know why.  The hot dogs in this country suck, anyway.  The Jews made great hot dogs.

Of all the Victoria's Secret Fashion Shows, my favorite has to be the 2008 show.  You know, the one at the Fountainbleu.  That was right after the financial meltdown, wasn't it?  Was the show aired live?  Silly me, it was edited: it couldn't have been.  It certainly had a lot of very entertaining drama.  I have to admire all the girls for maintaining their bouncity-bounce despite the shenanigans over at Wall Street.