Letter to Erin 20160402

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

Hi Erin!  How are you today, Sweetheart?  I'm stuffed right now.  My Mom made rice and I ate most of it.  I couldn't resist when it's my favorite, rice with crispy anchovies, spicy sauce, peanuts, and boiled egg.  Oh, I'm full.  It's been a usual day today, as usual.  Today is Friday, so I had to attend the Friday prayer.  I made a batch of dough this morning after watering the plants.  It's a great batch of dough, soft and silky smooth.  I had to put most of it in the freezer since it's so good.  But it looks like pizza again soon.

It's basketball season, huh?  It's always working season for you.  Go Bulls!  I'm a sports wife!  I think it's also figure skating season, which is probably over now.  I like ladies' figure skating, which is probably the only sport I like, even then I don't keep up.  I'd better check see who's champion this year.  That may have to wait, because I already used up most of my Internet quota this month.  I had to update my browser for the Elisa Lam case.  Her blog is very clever, and it has a script that doesn't load more of the blog unless you scroll down.  So I haven't reached the bottom of the page yet.  It seems constipated, so I don't think I could swallow everything she posted.  But she had a very good eye for beauty.  I'm still working on the case, but I am convinced right now that she wasn't insane, and certainly didn't kill herself because she was insane.  Or bipolar, or whatever.  Everybody gets sad sometimes.  The only head that grins all the time is a skull.  But it will be a while before I make a conclusion on her case, because I already used up most of my Internet quota for this month, and I still have much research to do.

Erin, please keep yourself safe, OK?  You are treasure to me, so I don't want you to take any unnecessary risks.  You're already successful, so what's the point of taking risks, and praise be to Allah.  Please pray.  I love you and I need you.