Bliss

Hi there, Rich Girl!  How are you feeling?  It's still very wet and cold, cold, cold here.  I love it!  Of course I don't like to get caught in the rain, but I loathe hot weather.  I feel so comfortable, it makes me happy!  Oh no, happiness?  What's that?  Happiness is warming up with my blankie all night.  I would rather snuggle with my Sweetie, but I have to work for that.  But it looks like the rain has stopped, and the sky is getting brighter.  Why is it so cold here lately?  I hear from the chat room that it's 90° in Michigan.  Maybe the earthquake in Mexico shifted the earth's movement and affected the weather.  Earthquakes can change the rotation of planet o its axis more effectively than any bomb.  Anyway, I hope you are feeling as blissful as I am, and the only way I could feel better right now is if I had you with me, because I love you.

Yeah Natty, that is an awesome look.  Purple and black, and very emotional.  I'll bet it matches the way you are feeling lately.  I wore purple too yesterday, but not as progressive as yours.  So chic.

 

 

 

 

Rain, rain, rain

It started raining last night, and it still hasn't stopped 10 hours later.  Do you like the rain, Erin?  I heat up so easily, I prefer rainy days over sunny.  Nice and cool.  I miss autumn in Salt Lake City.  Rainy days means no yard work, which means I get to loaf around inside the house, which is awesome for a lazy butt like me.  I would probably wind up working on the computer, because sometimes I'm suddenly a workaholic.  But for the most part, I'm sooooo lazy.  I just wanna snuggle up with my Sweetie.  Maybe I'll watch a Cheers marathon.

Hey you got lots of energy, Natty?  Bouncing off the walls?  Milan sounds like a nice place to live.  Maybe you'll run into Pina, then you can compare notes.  Eat a pizza for me, OK?  No, not a whole one.  Share it with your buddies.

Oh, YAWN!!!!  I want to sleep, sleep, sleep!  I feel soooo comfortable...

 

 

 

How do I know it's you?

Certainly I would treat my wife better than other women out there, besides my mother.  But how do I know it's you?  I would love to meet you and be with you, but right now the best way to do that is on Second Life.  But anyone could masquerade as you, unless you show me what you look like and what your tag is.  Like that girl in the bat suit was friendly enough, but I couldn't say much because I didn't know it was you or what.  You're probably too busy or shy or whatever to come and be with me while I hang out at NCI Kuula.  You probably wouldn't have the nerve to say anything to me if you did.  That's OK, I can do all the talking, and we can talk in Instant Messenger so the crowd can't read it.  So show me what your avatar looks like along with your tag (take a screen shot to show the tag), so I know it's you, because if I don't know it's you then I would ignore you.  Did you expect me to guess?  What... did you think I'm psychic or something?

Did you get that, Natty?  Come and hang out with me in Second Life.  Show me what your avatar looks like so I know it's you.  Don't stew your emotions all alone.  Stew them with me.  And for heaven's sake, put some effort into your avatar.  Don't just use the generic avatars.  I'm usually at NCI Kuula from 6:30 to 9 am PDT.

Pina, that dress suits you much more.  You look all lovely and grown up.

My Mom gave me some Japanese mushrooms, so lunch today was coconut cream of chicken and mushroom soup.  The stems were big and fat, so I diced them up with garlic and onion then sauteed them in butter.  Instead of cream, I used extra thick coconut cream.  I had to put some milk in there.  It was very thick and rich, and very filling.  I'm so full.  I had to put half of it away.  Alhamdulillah.

 

 

 

 

Oh emotions

We have to watch those emotions, huh.  Sometimes the hurricanes come one after another, and can we weather it out?  You can always reach me and we can talk in real time while I am at Second Life.  I go to the same place every day inshaAllah.  I'm usually at NCI Kuula from 6:30 to 9 am PST greeting the noobs, so you can meet me there if you want.  We don't have to talk in public, we can use the Instant Messenger.  You don't even have to say much if you don't feel like it, I'll do all the talking.  I do need to know it is you, so please don't force me to guess.  Show me your avatar on your Instagram or something.

I spent the morning doing food chores.  Like harvesting coconuts, shopping for food and processing food.  I bought a chicken and a large scad today, then I had to portion them out to fit in my small cooler.  Merchants are really behaving strangely with me lately, but I managed to get my shopping done unscathed.  I had a fresh scad fillet but I had no soy sauce, so I had to marinade that with vinegar then put it in the freezer, I hope the vinegar wasn't a mistake.  No sushi today, to be honest I didn't expect to buy a fish today.  Can't have sushi without soy sauce.  I had leftovers on the menu, so that's what I had for lunch.  Leftover lentil soup.  Floofy expressed what she thought of my lunch by puking out a hairball.

Natty if those emotions are raging, then come and hang out with me on Second Life.  We can go shopping and exploring together, we can be with each other.  You can always talk to me, you know that, and now you can even talk to me in real time.  Plus it would give you something to do while you wait for the next event.  So fire up that laptop and meet me at NCI Kuula.

Pina, that trench coat is pretty and it even allows for flair on the sleeves. Very cool.

 

 

 

Definitely not haute couture

Yeah sure I need money.  I need to be married my Erin, and as soon as possible.  But I'm not going to work for the government.  My mission is to please Allah with music.  And you can be sure that the agenda of almost every government out there is in conflict of interest with God's agenda.  Yes, I believe in being moderate.  I don't believe in blowing up innocent people in the name of God.  But I am not going to take instructions from the government when it comes to the music and my business thereof.  They can either help me or don't.  My Boss is Allah.

Natty, I need to remind you to stay away from booze and drugs.  Yes you are an adult, and you have the right to drink if you want to.  It's just me.  I will not have an alcoholic or drug addict bear my children.  Yes, you've become successful and temptation is everywhere.  I know you're feeling lonely and lost within all the big business surrounding you.  I want you to know that I am always with you and think about you.  I love you and care about you, and I will marry you inshaAllah.  So be strong and hang on to yourself, which is easier to do when you stay clean.  Please pray.  By the way, that t-shirt and skirt combo is absolutely gorgeous.  Definitely not haute couture.

I like your outfit too, Pina.  But it does look like haute couture to me.

As you can tell, I'm not a big fan of haute couture.  I think the Victoria's Secret fashion show went downhill because of haute couture, so I don't watch it anymore.  But the outfit I wore yesterday is almost haute couture.  Can't win them all.  Do you like it?  It's my "pink demon" outfit.  Acting, acting!

 

 

 

The lentils

Oh hi, Honey.  Sorry, I'm running late.  All that wet weather gave me the sniffles.  **sniffle**  I hope you are doing great.  You must be busy.  I am always busy, it seems.  From 5 am all the way up to midnight.  After this, it's voice training.  Oh, that chili without beans... lentils just don't work for chili.  Lentils have too strong a flavor.  They are sure filling though, and cheaper than rice right now.  But as for that lentil chili, here's a grade:

As chili: F
As lentil soup: C+
As lentil soup if you like lentils and add ketchup and crunchy anchovies: B

Sometimes you just can't cut corners, no matter how broke you are.  Next time, I'll make lentil soup.  Or hummus.

Hey Natty, it's great to see that you are so busy.  Please have fun at what you do!  If you get tired, take naps.  What are those flaps covering your boobs?  I don't understand that.  It seems a bit haute couture, but otherwise the dress looks so normal.  Good thing you are so beautiful, you can make any outfit look good.  But that's the point, right?

 

 

 

Chili without beans?

I really needed to go out and get some groceries.  It had been raining 24/7 lately, and I could barely make it to the mosque for Friday prayers (which is mandatory for all Muslim males) and back.  As it was, I slipped on my motorcycle on the wet trail on the way back from the mosque and hurt my knee.  So going to the supermarket for food was out of the question.  But this morning the sun finally came out alhamdulillah, even though the rain beat down all last night.  After sleeping in to enjoy the cold weather (I managed to get my blankie dusted off.  Ah... simple pleasures), I finally went to the supermarket after doing the morning chores.

I don't have much money left, so it's time to make chili.  However, the price of baked beans (in the USA, you would commonly find them as pork and beans) has gone up.  Not that that is a problem, because there's none to be found, other than the tiny little half cup sized cans.  It's almost as if... EVERYBODY HERE HAS STARTED TO MAKE CHILI.  I can't find plain old pinto beans in a can around here, the other option is to cook up raw red beans, but that is expensive.  So I'm making chili tonight out of lentils.  Yeah, lentils.  For some reason, the price of lentils has gone down to RM2 a kilo.  That's cheap, and filling.  But how will it work for chili?  I couldn't even afford tomatoes or tomato puree/paste.  So tonight's chili will have no beans nor tomatoes.  I have the lentils soaking right now.  Please pray for my success.

Oh Natty, you must be super busy right now.  Well go get them, and do your best, and have lots of fun doing it.  Make sure you get plenty of rest, and drink lots of water.  Keep that tummy cool and hydrated!  I forgot to mention how much I loved those boots of yours.  Once upon a time long ago, I was able to afford a pair of Doc Martens.  They were great looking, and very comfortable.  But then I wore them to work at the pizza joint, so they eventually disintegrated.  I shouldn't have done that.  From then on, I only wore US jungle boots at the restaurant, which were cheap at the army surplus store, so I could just chuck them and replace them without much financial effort.  I wish I hadn't destroyed my Doc Martens, though.  But c'est la vie.  I wouldn't have been able to wear them anyway after my feet grew 2 sizes bigger.