Letter to Julia 20130803

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

Whew.  I'm full.  It's the rice gruel that the local mosque gives away, but I like it.  And I ate too much of it, too.  It's raining right now, so I decided not to go for the additional prayer.  I need to make a batch of dough for the coming morning, and of course, I need to write to my sweetie.  How are you doing, my beloved?  You know I love you.  You are my girl, and I love you with all my heart.  I seem to have too much to do lately.  It's because we're so close to the Eid.  I took Friday morning to do some of it, but there's still much to do, and my Mom likes to add more.  I love you, Mom.

Here in Perlis, there is a sort of tree fox the locals call a "musang".  It generally thrives in the trees, and eats the fruit.  But it has a habit of living in houses for shelter, on the ceilings.  You know, how a ceiling hides he framework of the roof, which some people turn into attics?  Well, one can hear the varmints scampering and frolicking on the ceiling, going bump bump bump.  They are generally harmless animals, but when they urinate, the urine drips down to the lower level tenants.  I don't know of any way to deter these critters other than to shoot them.  Perhaps when you design a house, you could just expose the framework of the roof, and abolish the ceiling?  I guess that also means we have to have a pretty roof and frame.