In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Oh hi, Erin. I'm just sitting here wishing we were already married. It's not a blessing that we are not, but that is meant to be. You have your career right now, and I have to do whatever it is I have to do. So please be patient, and wait to when Allah gives us the big Yes. InshaAllah.
When I woke up this morning, after falling back to sleep after the dawn prayer, after waking up earlier to conduct extra worship, I ate a mango for breakfast. It's very close to mango season, and the first ripe ones are beginning to fall. Then I cleaned out the cat room, then I went and cleaned up at my parents' house. Then I watered all the baby plants. Next I planted more mangoes, after removing the pulp and seed pods of several fruit. At this rate, I will have hundreds of seedlings by the end of this season inshaAllah. My first harumanis/harumanis hybrids are coming along fine, but there are only 3 of them. So far. I deep fried a sausage calzone for lunch, then took a nap. After voice training, I exercised then tidied up my bedroom, and after the Asr prayer I trimmed the jackfruit tree behind my house. I took a shower and visited my Mom at the hospital. I had dinner at Ina's restaurant, prayed the sunset prayer, now I'm writing this love letter to you. I love you, Erin. And I need you.
Thursday, May 7, 2015
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150507
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi there, my beautiful Erin. How are you feeling today? I pray you are feeling healthy and confident. My Mom's went through knee surgery today, so I pretty much spent the whole day at the hospital. Mostly just sitting around, waiting for them to finish their work. So I just turned on the mp3 player, and went to sleep. At this point it seems the surgery was a success, alhamdulillah. My Mom has a nice hospital room: a private room with her own toilet. How classy. Like the Ritz.
I hope you are maintaining your own medical connections, because you never know, we may have to import doctors for you. My parents use government hospitals, mostly because my sister-in-law has a high position in their local hierarchy. As for me, I have to self-medicate. I've been doing so for a long time already, mostly because of hidden enemies. Paranoid? Maybe. After all, prevention is better than compensative lawsuits. But my routine isn't that special, just a lot of prayer, prevention, balance, and early detection. Of course I can't force that on you too much because you are a foreign wife in the Public Eye, so you would have to suffer the hospital, hopefully not 3rd or 4th class. But that is all conditional on my being able to afford you the best married life inshaAllah. Never expect the Public Eye to come to your rescue. The Public Eye is there to gloat and be entertained by our suffering, then act indignant after we die. God is the One Who protects and saves.
Your intelligence is valuable to me, and I adore that about you. So please learn to be as independent as possible of the global medical system. And pray. Good health is truly a gift from God. So praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds. Erin I love you, and I need you.
Hi there, my beautiful Erin. How are you feeling today? I pray you are feeling healthy and confident. My Mom's went through knee surgery today, so I pretty much spent the whole day at the hospital. Mostly just sitting around, waiting for them to finish their work. So I just turned on the mp3 player, and went to sleep. At this point it seems the surgery was a success, alhamdulillah. My Mom has a nice hospital room: a private room with her own toilet. How classy. Like the Ritz.
I hope you are maintaining your own medical connections, because you never know, we may have to import doctors for you. My parents use government hospitals, mostly because my sister-in-law has a high position in their local hierarchy. As for me, I have to self-medicate. I've been doing so for a long time already, mostly because of hidden enemies. Paranoid? Maybe. After all, prevention is better than compensative lawsuits. But my routine isn't that special, just a lot of prayer, prevention, balance, and early detection. Of course I can't force that on you too much because you are a foreign wife in the Public Eye, so you would have to suffer the hospital, hopefully not 3rd or 4th class. But that is all conditional on my being able to afford you the best married life inshaAllah. Never expect the Public Eye to come to your rescue. The Public Eye is there to gloat and be entertained by our suffering, then act indignant after we die. God is the One Who protects and saves.
Your intelligence is valuable to me, and I adore that about you. So please learn to be as independent as possible of the global medical system. And pray. Good health is truly a gift from God. So praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds. Erin I love you, and I need you.
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150506
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Erin! My beautiful sweetheart! How are you feeling today, you most gorgeous girl? Mwah! I woke up so early today. 4:30 am. I often wake up super early to do extra worship, but today I didn't get a chance to go back to sleep. My Mom went back to hospital for her surgery, and the chain reaction of that kept me busy. I tried to nap on a chair during the short breaks, but that's never as good as a full 8 or 9 hours. I read somewhere that productive adults need only 4 to 6 hours sleep. I bet they're not models though. So you make sure you get plenty of rest, my Rock and Roll Princess.
Now you are probably thinking about saving the brick structure of my grandfather's old house, and designing your house around that inshaAllah. What I had planned is to burn or trash anything that's not stone or brick, then demolish the stone and brick to be used to elevate the ground floor, as a precaution against flooding. There hasn't been any flooding in recent years since the state upgraded the drainage system around here. But it would be easy for Allah to overcome that. All too easy. So I suggest you design from scratch and not try to adapt to salvaging the old house.
I'm going to try to relax now. What's the rush anyway. I want you to know that I love you, and I need you.
Hi Erin! My beautiful sweetheart! How are you feeling today, you most gorgeous girl? Mwah! I woke up so early today. 4:30 am. I often wake up super early to do extra worship, but today I didn't get a chance to go back to sleep. My Mom went back to hospital for her surgery, and the chain reaction of that kept me busy. I tried to nap on a chair during the short breaks, but that's never as good as a full 8 or 9 hours. I read somewhere that productive adults need only 4 to 6 hours sleep. I bet they're not models though. So you make sure you get plenty of rest, my Rock and Roll Princess.
Now you are probably thinking about saving the brick structure of my grandfather's old house, and designing your house around that inshaAllah. What I had planned is to burn or trash anything that's not stone or brick, then demolish the stone and brick to be used to elevate the ground floor, as a precaution against flooding. There hasn't been any flooding in recent years since the state upgraded the drainage system around here. But it would be easy for Allah to overcome that. All too easy. So I suggest you design from scratch and not try to adapt to salvaging the old house.
I'm going to try to relax now. What's the rush anyway. I want you to know that I love you, and I need you.
Monday, May 4, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150505
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Isn't Floofy a cute kitty? She knew that the photo was for a supermodel to look at, so she started posing. Don't let that svelte appearance fool you: Floofy is a fat cat. But I've never seen a cat suck her gut in to look thinner for a photo before.
And how are you feeling today, my dearest Erin? Are you puzzling over house plans? If you've seen my grandfather's old house, you may be interested at how one side of the house is quite well built, while the south side of the house is ramshackle. The well built section, made of brick and wood, is the older part of the house. The other part, made of planks, zinc, and some asbestos, was built after my teenage years. Who knows what my grandfather was thinking about then. It may have been my fault: I was a rotten kid. From my current perspective, the house is crawling with jinns. So when you move into your house inshaAllah, I must teach you some verses of the Qur'an so the jinns don't give you a hard time. As for me, ghosts follow me all the time, but I love the Qur'an and I study it everyday.
My sink is clogged up right now, so I poured some clog remover down there, and it seems to be working, but I need to leave it alone for a while. So for dinner, I went to the night market and bought some fried chicken, fried noodles and soya milk. Would you like to share my dinner with me? Erin I love you, and I need you.
Isn't Floofy a cute kitty? She knew that the photo was for a supermodel to look at, so she started posing. Don't let that svelte appearance fool you: Floofy is a fat cat. But I've never seen a cat suck her gut in to look thinner for a photo before.
And how are you feeling today, my dearest Erin? Are you puzzling over house plans? If you've seen my grandfather's old house, you may be interested at how one side of the house is quite well built, while the south side of the house is ramshackle. The well built section, made of brick and wood, is the older part of the house. The other part, made of planks, zinc, and some asbestos, was built after my teenage years. Who knows what my grandfather was thinking about then. It may have been my fault: I was a rotten kid. From my current perspective, the house is crawling with jinns. So when you move into your house inshaAllah, I must teach you some verses of the Qur'an so the jinns don't give you a hard time. As for me, ghosts follow me all the time, but I love the Qur'an and I study it everyday.
My sink is clogged up right now, so I poured some clog remover down there, and it seems to be working, but I need to leave it alone for a while. So for dinner, I went to the night market and bought some fried chicken, fried noodles and soya milk. Would you like to share my dinner with me? Erin I love you, and I need you.
Sunday, May 3, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150504
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Oh hi, Erin! Sweetie! How are you feeling today, my love? I pray that you are feeling healthy and happy. It's just another mundane day for me here. I had to get a cell phone. Yeah, I hate cell phones, and if I had a choice I wouldn't have one. But my Mom is entering surgery, so I had to get one. It's not one of those expensive toys, in fact it's rather cheap. But it does run Android, and with a big enough SD card, it can be quite enjoyable. It took me a while to get the right wallpaper, because you're so pretty! Erin I love you, and I need you.
Little ---- is eating her cat food again. All this lack of appetite crises! President Bobby seems to be OK, even though he won't eat in front of me. He has tons of energy, and is as macho as can be, so I can't say that he's sick. I'm starting to think that his main rival is Bat Cat I, who happens to be completely independent, so I guess Bobby is attempting to match him. This cell phone does have a camera. It's only 2 megapixels, but I'm going to post pictures of my kitty family. Here's a picture of Mama Cat! Her name is Floofy al-Ramadan, aka Floofy Darling, aka Floofy al-Woofy, aka Woofy al-Floofy, aka al-Floofy Woofy. Oh no! No photos of me yet! I'm not pretty like you. It's going to take me a while.
Oh hi, Erin! Sweetie! How are you feeling today, my love? I pray that you are feeling healthy and happy. It's just another mundane day for me here. I had to get a cell phone. Yeah, I hate cell phones, and if I had a choice I wouldn't have one. But my Mom is entering surgery, so I had to get one. It's not one of those expensive toys, in fact it's rather cheap. But it does run Android, and with a big enough SD card, it can be quite enjoyable. It took me a while to get the right wallpaper, because you're so pretty! Erin I love you, and I need you.
Little ---- is eating her cat food again. All this lack of appetite crises! President Bobby seems to be OK, even though he won't eat in front of me. He has tons of energy, and is as macho as can be, so I can't say that he's sick. I'm starting to think that his main rival is Bat Cat I, who happens to be completely independent, so I guess Bobby is attempting to match him. This cell phone does have a camera. It's only 2 megapixels, but I'm going to post pictures of my kitty family. Here's a picture of Mama Cat! Her name is Floofy al-Ramadan, aka Floofy Darling, aka Floofy al-Woofy, aka Woofy al-Floofy, aka al-Floofy Woofy. Oh no! No photos of me yet! I'm not pretty like you. It's going to take me a while.
Saturday, May 2, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150503
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello, my beloved Erin. How are you feeling today? I pray you are feeling great, and healthy. I have had a very busy day today. I woke up at 3:30 am, did some extra worship, then worked on the Internet until dawn prayer. I went back to sleep for an hour, then took care of the cats and the plants. Then I did some shopping and came back to prepare some noodles. I had time for a short nap before voice training, then in the evening I went back to stuffing peat pots with dirt for my baby mangoes. I took out for dinner, now I'm writing this love letter. Erin I love you, and I need you.
Now it seems like Bob Cat's turn to not eat. He just sits there in a regal manner, looking around while the others eat. Since all the cat food belongs to him, he can just eat whenever he wants because the others always leave some for him. But I don't see him eat. I asked him, "Bobby, do you have a fever?" He shook his head. I said, "But you're behaving like you have a fever." So I gave him some fever reducer. He probably doesn't have a fever, but just in case. He's such a tough guy.
Hello, my beloved Erin. How are you feeling today? I pray you are feeling great, and healthy. I have had a very busy day today. I woke up at 3:30 am, did some extra worship, then worked on the Internet until dawn prayer. I went back to sleep for an hour, then took care of the cats and the plants. Then I did some shopping and came back to prepare some noodles. I had time for a short nap before voice training, then in the evening I went back to stuffing peat pots with dirt for my baby mangoes. I took out for dinner, now I'm writing this love letter. Erin I love you, and I need you.
Now it seems like Bob Cat's turn to not eat. He just sits there in a regal manner, looking around while the others eat. Since all the cat food belongs to him, he can just eat whenever he wants because the others always leave some for him. But I don't see him eat. I asked him, "Bobby, do you have a fever?" He shook his head. I said, "But you're behaving like you have a fever." So I gave him some fever reducer. He probably doesn't have a fever, but just in case. He's such a tough guy.
Friday, May 1, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150502
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello, my beautiful Erin. Raging emotions? There was about to be a storm just now. The sky was almost black, but on the opposite side was pure sunshine. It's so hot before the storm: when the vapors solidify into the tears of the sky, I can feel my being steamed as I kiss the ground in prayer. I always ask God for our happiness together, more than five times a day. And whenever it rains. The rain didn't materialize today, even though my sweat dripped like rain. I spent the evening under the mango tree with a coil of mosquito incense burning under my chair, stuffing peat pots with dirt for my baby mangoes. With Bat Cat sitting pretty and watching.
Floofy Darling is eating her cat food now. She's so fat, she could use a diet. But now little ---- has no appetite. I know she is in heat. She suffers the most from being in heat, if one could gauge so by her howling. She's past the howling phase, now she's hiding and moping in an old guitar amp box. Perhaps Floofy was communicating to me about her daughters, and their behavior being cooped up and in heat.
You my darling, are so famous and beautiful that it is safer for you to be cooped up. But please don't be regretful, because I love you, and I want to marry you. I'm watching "Roxanne" right now. It's a 1987 Cyrano de Bergerac rewrite set in a beautiful small mountain town, with Steve Martin as a fire chief and Daryl Hannah as a beautiful blonde astrophysicist. Yeah, she's a rocket scientist. Like you, huh? Since it's so lonely at the top, you might as well use your mind to explore, right? I'm going to do some encoding and Sims 3 next. Erin I love you, and I need you.
Hello, my beautiful Erin. Raging emotions? There was about to be a storm just now. The sky was almost black, but on the opposite side was pure sunshine. It's so hot before the storm: when the vapors solidify into the tears of the sky, I can feel my being steamed as I kiss the ground in prayer. I always ask God for our happiness together, more than five times a day. And whenever it rains. The rain didn't materialize today, even though my sweat dripped like rain. I spent the evening under the mango tree with a coil of mosquito incense burning under my chair, stuffing peat pots with dirt for my baby mangoes. With Bat Cat sitting pretty and watching.
Floofy Darling is eating her cat food now. She's so fat, she could use a diet. But now little ---- has no appetite. I know she is in heat. She suffers the most from being in heat, if one could gauge so by her howling. She's past the howling phase, now she's hiding and moping in an old guitar amp box. Perhaps Floofy was communicating to me about her daughters, and their behavior being cooped up and in heat.
You my darling, are so famous and beautiful that it is safer for you to be cooped up. But please don't be regretful, because I love you, and I want to marry you. I'm watching "Roxanne" right now. It's a 1987 Cyrano de Bergerac rewrite set in a beautiful small mountain town, with Steve Martin as a fire chief and Daryl Hannah as a beautiful blonde astrophysicist. Yeah, she's a rocket scientist. Like you, huh? Since it's so lonely at the top, you might as well use your mind to explore, right? I'm going to do some encoding and Sims 3 next. Erin I love you, and I need you.
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