Letter to Julia 20131219

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

Hello again Julia and Erin, my precious beauties!  How are those emotions today?  Today was such a busy day for me.  I woke up late, right when they called the Fajr prayer at 6am.  But I didn't go back to sleep.  I did my laundry, I made breakfast, shaved and showered then took Chee Cheah to the vet for an antifungal shot.  Poor little kitty!  She's so sensitive to the weather, she breaks out in fungus whenever there's a prolonged rainy spell.  On the way back, I picked up my Dad's paper and some green hot chilli peppers for my Mom.  Then I went to the main market downtown for some wonton skins and fishballs.  Hey, there's a Bruce Lee movie on TV right now!  Then I stopped to blog yesterday's letter, and went home and made stuffed wontons for lunch.  Want some?  Oh, I ate them all!  I had time for a nap before the noon prayer, which was good because I was feeling hammered.  After the prayer, I voice trained for 2 hours.  During the evening, I cleaned up a little around Casa de Julia inshaAllah, and prepared a tree for chopping down.  I also prepared some plastic pots for planting produce.  I watered the flowers, and went out for dinner.  I had rice with egg and anchovies, and iced tea.  Then I took a shower and prayed the sunset prayer, now I'm writing this love letter to you.  I love you.

There is the type of man who sees the Signs of God, yet  he passes them by.  So instead of God, Satan follows him up.  Obviously, God and whatever thereof have less value to him than his own desires.  God could have elevated him if it had been God's will.  But he is like a dog: if you beat it, it lolls out its tongue, and if you leave it alone, it lolls out its tongue.  God will deal with those who reject the signs of God gradually, in ways that they do not perceive.

Letter to Julia 20131218

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

Hi beloved Julia and Erin!  How are you feeling today?  My Mom gave me a blender recently.  And what do you know, the light in my kitchen blacked out when I went to hook it up.  I didn't even get a chance to plug it in.  The starter for the fluorescent lamp died, so praise Allah I had a spare starter.  But when I tried to take the old starter out, the casing came off, leaving the insides jammed into the fixture.  So I had to climb up onto the counter top, dismantle the fixture so I could scrape out what was left of the starter with a screwdriver.  All this while sweating profusely in the dark.  The problem with having the body of a jock is that I sweat like a jock, and therefore smell like a jock.  Oh!  How I would love to have a nice dainty body like you, and smell like strawberries!

Anyway, baby squid was going for cheap over at the night market, so I bought a kilo.  So today, I separated the heads from the bodies, then took out the ink sacs.  Then I threw all the heads into the blender along with some garlic, onion, ginger, and an egg.  Oh no, I forgot the lemongrass!  No water, though.  Squid has the same consistency as water (which is probably why it shrinks when you cook it, because you're evaporating all the water).  I poured the mix into a bowl to add some flour, and made squid meatballs.  The fluid in the eyes darkened the mix a bit.  Next time, I'll use the bodies for meatballs and the heads for fried calamari.  But it's not so bad as the stuff browns quickly and nicely when I fry it.  Hey, that stuff is pretty good!  Pink with a crispy brown shell!  Praise Allah!  I think I'll buy some wonton skins tomorrow, and make mixed stuffed wontons.  You want some?  Stuffed wontons are so dainty, I'm sure you would love them!  You're so dainty.  I love you!

Please maintain your prayers, and ask Allah to bring us together in marriage soon.

Letter to Julia 20131216

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

EEEEK!!!!  I just had the fright of my life!  My ex-schoolmates finally tracked me down to my home and visited me!  I knew it would happen eventually, and even though I knew it would happen, I was still scared shitless!!  As you know, I don't have any friends.  Back in high school, I was the most hated person.  Suddenly they want me to go to their parties!  But I have no interest in making friends now.  I'm only interested in being with my Sweeties Julia and Erin at all times.

Anyway, please be sure to go out and eat or shop for food wherever you feel.  Say the word of peace when you enter.

Qur'an 20131216

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

158.  Say, "O humans!  I am sent unto you all, as the messenger of Allah, to Whom belongs the dominion of the heavens and the earth.  There is no god but God.  It is God that gives both life and death.  So believe in Allah and God's messenger, the unlettered prophet, who believes in Allah and God's Words.  Follow him, that you may be guided."

The Heights 7:158
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I bear witness that there is no deity worthy of worship other than Allah, and I bear witness that Muhammad is the messenger of Allah.

Letter to Julia 20131214

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

Hi there, my beloved beautiful Queen Julia.  How are you feeling today?  How's business?  Ah!  I told you many times before that people will go bonkers over what you eat, so you had better pay more attention to your job as a professional endorser of food products.  This isn't an issue of privacy or pressure, so please don't be worried.  It is about the business of marriage, to ME.  You are MY girl, so people go crazy about your food.  So have fun with it, OK?  Be a diva about your food, OK?  Eat what you like, and what doesn't hurt your tummy.  Just remember the rules of halal, and don't overdo it.  I love you, Julia.

My dearest Erin, my dreamy beauty.  I finally got to watch the latest VS fashion show.  You are so beautiful, my heart soars to see what a wonderfully gorgeous woman you are.  I am so proud of you my mysterious princess, and I love you with all my heart. 

The same applies to you Erin, that people will go insane over what you eat, because it affects their income in some way.  MashaAllah.  Just don't forget the rules, and try to have fun OK?

Letter to Julia 20131210

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

Love and greetings my beautiful ladies, my beloved Julia and Erin.  How are you feeling today?  I had to vacuum clean my kitchen and living room yesterday, and it's been over a month since I last did that.  I'm so lazy!  But after all, I'm still alone and without you.  I wish we could be together during these intense times, but as you know, I cannot have you marry into my poverty, for your well-being is of highest priority to me, by the Will of Allah.  I would have to exert whatever influence I have from a distance to help you, confront some nasty bitches for example.  But I think it should be easier for you (as opposed to me) to capitalize on whatever fame Allah has given me, while I'm the one who takes the slide.  Just tell them, "I'm his wife, inshaAllah".  Being a woman has the general advantage that you don't have to face off enemies on a regular and physical basis: you would have a man do that for you.  Kill one snake, and there are five more that get away.  Big, fat ones too.  So I attract the snakes to me, away from you inshaAllah.  But Allah is the Best to Protect.

But Allah does not heap any burden on a soul more than it can bear.  So if you so happen to capitalize on whatever fame Allah has given me, then make sure you have your own route ready back to your comfort zone.  Like when Fluffy climbed onto my roof via the cherry tree in front of my bedroom window, she stays on the roof pleading with me to bring her down.  Get down the same way you got up, Fluffy!  I'm too heavy to climb up that cherry tree!

Anyway, please pray and make sure you thank Allah for whatever advantage that God has given you.  Thank you for your love, my precious wives.  Ya Allah, thank you for Julia and Erin.

Letter to Julia 20131210

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

Hugs and loving greetings, my dearest beloved Julia and Erin.  Yesterday I was feeling so agitated, my hands were still shaking at sunset.  I had to drive all over town to find drugs for the drug addict cat, and to find a place to blog.  Then I had to deal with nasty bitches trying to muscle my Sweeties.  Nasty bitches!  They probably earned their modeling positions through politics as opposed to actual beauty.  Everyone can tell who they are.  They are the ones who look like beef jerky wearing beautiful lingerie.

Of course it is important for you to wear beautiful clothes, because you are my Sweeties and you are Top Models, and since you are MY Sweeties that makes topper than any other top model.  Just don't be wasteful and excessive in your fashion, because Allah does not love those who waste by excess.  Dress beautifully wherever you go.  Don't dress sexy, dress beautifully.