Having no privacy takes some getting used to, but here are some tips that I learned by experience:
1. Ignore the crowd.
2. Be only 10% (or less) connected to the Internet.
3. Talk with people you trust face to face, everybody else via medium. Or if you're me, I don't talk to anybody at all.
4. Don't count on the crowd to save your life. They just want to watch. Unless you are with people who would give their lives to save yours, make sure you are the first to call 911.
Pisces, huh? If only all people were as beautiful as you. I'm not a March 4, I'm a February 28. I told you this, right? What does your book have to say about me? Bugsy Siegel was born exactly 60 years before me. What do I have in common with Bugsy? I lived an early life of crime. I don't know why, and I feel sorry for my parents. I snapped out of it, or rather God kicked me out of it. God saved me and my life over and over again. It's as if God had more faith in me than I did in God. Humans are so ungrateful. That's why someone as beautiful as you needs to be loved and protected. But I have nothing else in common with Bugsy. I don't believe in astrology. I think it's a load of crap. Otherwise I would be like Bugsy Siegel, which would make me extremely dangerous. And I'm not. Seriously, I'm a hummingbird. But I'm thinking that it would be useful to have that quality to protect my loved ones. To help protect you, because I love you and I need you. But Allah is the Best to protect. So please pray. Ya Allah, please protect my Erin.
If you think that I'm traditional, then you don't know me at all. If it seems that I'm religious, it's because God has been my only friend for the most part, and I don't want to be ungrateful. Did you know that I lived 4 years as a woman 24/7? Then I started playing the drums, and became too bulky and butt-ugly, there was no going back. No, that's not it: while I was looking for a photo to show you, I decided that I have always been butt-ugly. Might as well be a man. And what I do with music is absolutely against tradition. That's why the music business loathes me and wants to destroy me. As for being a free spirit and not being tied down, I have yet to be married. Now I'm 50 years old. Is it freer to stay free or give up your freedom to have a mate? Freedom from your freedom. Welcome to my trap. You are MINE, and I'm not letting you go. But I gave my spirit to Allah as payback for being my only friend.
For lunch, I made some chicken fried rice with pineapple. The photo looks impressive, but the pineapple was sour and the chunks were too big, so my mouth was a bit sore after eating. Next time, I'll use sweet pineapple, in smaller chunks. I had a craving for pizza, so I made myself a sausage and basil pizza. Everything is top notch alhamdulillah, except for the cheese. Sliced cheese. I can't afford mozzarella. Or caviar. They had a small banquet at the mosque after the night prayer, so I had a little of that. I guess I ate a lot today.
Please allow me to say something to Antonia.
Dear Antonia, I'm glad to see that you're learning how to waste time. Hey, while you're in Europe, how about you pick up some connections in the cheese industry? By the way, I don't think that wearing a baggy shirt with short shorts looks good on you. It makes you look like an ostrich. How about a pair of jeans instead? And please be cautious in whatever you do, OK? Ya Allah, please protect Antonia.
