Letter to Julia 20140320

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

Hello again, my dearest Julia and Erin.  How are you feeling today?  I pray that you are feeling healthy and confident.  I am feeling lazy as usual.  I spent the evening cutting grass around Casa de Julia inshaAllah.  The yard there is gradually becoming more and more pleasing to the eye.  Do you like tapioca?  I seem to be good at growing tapioca.  If you look at that old house, you would see that there is a lot to tear down.  My aunt suggested to recycle as much as we can.  The glass windowpanes can be reused, the wood would probably make good fencing, and all the brick and rock could be used to raise and strengthen the ground floor.  Now, I'm not a master builder or carpenter.  I'm a musician.  I watch a lot of "This Old House", but I can't even build a henhouse, and I certainly don't have the tools.  Oh dear, I'm starting to feel really lazy.  I have to vacuum clean my bedroom first before I can veg out and watch TV.  Oh no, I have to vacuum first.  I hate housecleaning!  But I love you.  And I love you.

Letter to Julia 20140318

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

Hello there, my dearest Julia and Erin!  Mwah!  Mwah!  MMMMuuuuuWAH!!!  Yeah, it's still my week of isolation, but it looks like I just can't tear myself away from my beloved.  I love you, I love you, so much and with all my heart.  I wish you were hear with me.  You are so beautiful, I long to be married to you, and be with you always.

So what's the news?  It's just the same old same old around here.  I had beef and potato curry with home made flat bread for dinner.  It was that sirloin I bought the other day.  It turned out to be fattier than I anticipated.  Yummy!  It's almost like beef and potato stew, except that it's curry.  Want some?  There's some construction going on at my Mom's house, and there's a lot of extra tile and rock that might be put to use.  Like raising the ground floor over at Casa de Julia up higher above the potential flood level.  Floofy finally got herself inseminated, inshaAllah.  It was that handsome greyish-brown tomcat with long, striped legs.  He's got blue eyes!  I want those kittens.  Ya Allah, please make them beautiful, healthy and happy.  It finally rained.  No, it's not weather distortion: it's supposed to be the dry season now.  My cooler was bleeding a few days ago.  No, it wasn't from any meats inside the cooler.  I checked.  MashaAllah, I seem to attract ghosts.  You both had better be prepared for the supernatural when you marry me, inshaAllah.  I'll teach you the proper incantations, inshaAllah.  The most basic is, "I seek refuge with Allah from Satan, the rejected."  Now I'm watching the Victoria's Secret fashion show 2000 on Shadowplay TV.  Oh my God!  Doesn't this station play anything else?  It should be renamed "The Victoria's Secret Channel".  But yeah, it's just the same old routine around here.  I love you, I love you.

Now please remember my dearest and precious wives, that the goal of our marriage is to slow down and raise a family.  Yes, it may be hectic and exciting right now, but you must not slide down into the abyss as quickly as the others.  YOU are the Rock and Roll Princess.  Slow down.  Make 'em wait for you.

Letter to Julia 20140313

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

I love you my dearest, I love you I love you with all my heart.  Occasionally, I take a break from the Internet by taking a so-called "week of isolation", by not going online from Friday to Friday unless I absolutely have to, and tomorrow begins my week of isolation.  I don't foresee any Qur'an that I have to blog, so I might actually take a week off from blogging.  It's not that I love you less, on the contrary I wish you were with me to share my isolation, but we're not married yet.  Or I might just go and blog anyway because I love you I love you so much.  I wish so much to be married to you.  I'm sure your spy network will confirm that I will be staying at home most of the time, and not doing anything bad like sluttin' around.  I think I'll clean up Floofy's cage in preparation to turn it into a kitchen.  I can't fix the roof or chop down that quinine tree, though.  But please don't be slighted that I don't post anything for a week.  I love you I love you so much, you are so beautiful.  I want to marry you and live happily ever after and Hereafter.  InshaAllah.

Letter to Julia 20140312

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

Loving greetings, my beautiful Julia and Erin.  Oh, how I long to be with you, to be married to you.  I haven't much to report other than I love you, I love you.  I went to pay respects to Cikgu (which means "teacher") Pin, my neighbor, who passed away yesterday.  He was 78 years old.  His widow said he had no complaints other than his chronic back ache, he simply checked out suddenly and quietly.  A few years ago he lost all of his children in a car accident.  From Allah is our origin, and to Allah is our return.

Letter to Julia 20140309

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

Hello again, my beautiful Julia and Erin.  It's 5:30am right now as I type this letter.  I have to get up early today as I have some stuff to do, but it's too early for me.  Yawn.  Ouch.  Yesterday was more hectic than I anticipated, but I managed to hold my patience somewhat, mashaAllah.  It was my Dad's 77th birthday yesterday.  I gave him some squid jerky.  Oh, no!  Now the international squid market is flooded!  Everybody, deploy the submarines and hunt for Archeteuthis!  Want some birthday cake?  I pray that you are able to be patient as well, and that you are maintaining your prayers.  As you know, I've had to change my blogging habits, and my evenings have become busier.  Events have become very interesting, huh?  We should be together.  I'm sorry you have to lag behind, but that's the way God set it up.  So please be patient.  I love you, and I need you.

Qur'an 20140309

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

118.  If your Lord had so willed, God could have made humankind one people, but they will not cease to dispute.

119.  Except those on whom your Lord has bestowed God's Mercy, and for this did God create them, and the Word of your Lord shall be fulfilled, "I will fill hell with jinns and humans all together."

120.  All that We relate to you of the stories of the messengers, with it We make firm your heart.  In them there comes to you the Truth, as well as an exhortation, and a message to remember to those who believe.

121.  Say to those who do not believe, "Do whatever you can: we shall do our part!"

122.  And wait you, We/we too shall wait.

Hud 11:118-122
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Do whatever you can: we shall do our part!

Letter to Julia 20140308

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

Hello my beloved Julia and Erin.  How are you feeling?  How are those precious emotions?  It has been a rather mundane day for me.  Just a bunch of cleaning house and yard for my parents.  My Mom gave me some spaghetti.  Mundane is actually romantic, provided you are here with me.  Planning meals, watching TV together, doing shopping, etc.  Kissing goodnight, saying "I love you."  Floofy was late coming home for closing time today.  She was hiding out at Casa de Julia inshaAllah.

So the both of you, please be patient, and maintain your prayers.  Do not follow the behavior and the path of those who have no faith.  Goodnight.  I love you.