In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello there, my beautiful Erin. How are you feeling today? Are you having fun, seeing the world? you are my Queen, Erin. So please regard yourself as such. I love you, and I need you.
It's just another normal day for me here. I spend my mornings lately babying my baby mangoes. I had some steak left over from last night, so I sliced that up and had it with my noodles for lunch. I love noodles. I could eat it every day. Very Asian of me, huh? I still have a ton of mangoes left that are not harumanis. Well, not a ton. but a LOT. I'm going to have to give away as much as I can, then compost the rest. How about chocolate covered mangoes? If it's not harumanis, then I don't really care much for other mangoes. I guess I've been spoiled. Plus I'm still working on my chocolate skills. Chocolate isn't that hard: just buy the expensive type. What's hard is making quality out of cooking chocolate.
I spent the evening cutting the grass over at your house inshaAllah. The place is looking quite civilized, other than the decrepit old abandoned house. I'm still working on designing your house. I'm trying to get the dimensions as accurate as possible considering my limited drawing skills. I'm not shooting for anything intricate, rather I'm trying for as normal as possible. My theme is "easy to clean". My color scheme is white and blonde. It's going to take me some time to get this done, Sweetie. I hope to have something ready for presentation to you for a certain special occasion.
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150528
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Roscoe Arbuckle's case could very well be the very first mass media setup in history. It would have been a perfect setup other than he was found innocent in a court of law. Later on, they would be a little more thorough than that. But nowadays, God cut us a break with the advent of the digital recorder, that anyone can produce a movie. Or a record. Or a TV show. Or a TV station. Or a newspaper.
But Fatty was no angel. He liked to party, and that made it easy to frame him. I'm not an angel, either. When I was young, I didn't know what the hell was going on and what the hell I was doing, but God saved me for some reason. Now I hate partying. I like to stay at home with my wife and snuggle and be lazy. Or I just like to stay at home and work. That's how Allah has guided me to set up my life, is that I stay in one place and do my work as thus. I get to be with my wife and family at all times. Erin, I love you and I need you. Ya Allah, please make our path easy.
Roscoe Arbuckle's case could very well be the very first mass media setup in history. It would have been a perfect setup other than he was found innocent in a court of law. Later on, they would be a little more thorough than that. But nowadays, God cut us a break with the advent of the digital recorder, that anyone can produce a movie. Or a record. Or a TV show. Or a TV station. Or a newspaper.
But Fatty was no angel. He liked to party, and that made it easy to frame him. I'm not an angel, either. When I was young, I didn't know what the hell was going on and what the hell I was doing, but God saved me for some reason. Now I hate partying. I like to stay at home with my wife and snuggle and be lazy. Or I just like to stay at home and work. That's how Allah has guided me to set up my life, is that I stay in one place and do my work as thus. I get to be with my wife and family at all times. Erin, I love you and I need you. Ya Allah, please make our path easy.
Qur'an 20150528
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
11. The Arabs who lagged behind will say to you, "We were engaged in our flocks and herds and our families: ask forgiveness for us." They say with their tongues what is not in their hearts. Say, "Who then has any power at all on your behalf with Allah, if God's Will is to give you some loss, or to give you some profit?" But Allah is Well-Acquainted with all that you do.
The Victory 48:11
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Who then has any power at all on your behalf with Allah, if God's Will is to give you some loss, or to give you some profit?
11. The Arabs who lagged behind will say to you, "We were engaged in our flocks and herds and our families: ask forgiveness for us." They say with their tongues what is not in their hearts. Say, "Who then has any power at all on your behalf with Allah, if God's Will is to give you some loss, or to give you some profit?" But Allah is Well-Acquainted with all that you do.
The Victory 48:11
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Who then has any power at all on your behalf with Allah, if God's Will is to give you some loss, or to give you some profit?
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150527
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Sweetie! I saw your appearance in that Kia commercial. You are so beautiful! What is that language? Is that Turkish? There were so many people there, huh? And so many cameras, too. You know what fascinates them? Not only your beauty, but that blonde hair and smooth white skin. I like that, too. Don't ever change that.
Well, you already know I'm a sucker for a pretty blonde. But I'm a sucker, period. I think we share that trait: we're both suckers. It's no secret, so I might as well drag it out in the open and deal with it, and try to protect us as best as I can. So I posted a video here of Mysteries and Scandals: Fatty Arbuckle for you to watch, and pray that we don't wind up in the same situation. Do you think he was set up? I think he was set up. So what to do? This is the age of the cell phone, Erin. Don't approach or touch the patient. Call for an ambulance or the cops.
I don't want to turn into a hard ass, so no wonder I prefer to isolate myself. Wish you were here with me. Wish we were together. I love you, and I need you.
Hi Sweetie! I saw your appearance in that Kia commercial. You are so beautiful! What is that language? Is that Turkish? There were so many people there, huh? And so many cameras, too. You know what fascinates them? Not only your beauty, but that blonde hair and smooth white skin. I like that, too. Don't ever change that.
Well, you already know I'm a sucker for a pretty blonde. But I'm a sucker, period. I think we share that trait: we're both suckers. It's no secret, so I might as well drag it out in the open and deal with it, and try to protect us as best as I can. So I posted a video here of Mysteries and Scandals: Fatty Arbuckle for you to watch, and pray that we don't wind up in the same situation. Do you think he was set up? I think he was set up. So what to do? This is the age of the cell phone, Erin. Don't approach or touch the patient. Call for an ambulance or the cops.
I don't want to turn into a hard ass, so no wonder I prefer to isolate myself. Wish you were here with me. Wish we were together. I love you, and I need you.
Monday, May 25, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150526
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Of course, you don't have to use Sims 3 to design your house. It's what I am using, only because I can relate to it, and you don't have to play along with me. If you are already using some other design software, just go ahead and use that. You don't have to rebuild everything in Sims 3 just because I use it. I'm sure there are many other, and more professional, architecture programs out there. All I ask is that you have a plan ready when the time comes inshaAllah, and I will show you what I have soon inshaAllah.
I just loafed around last night and this morning, so I got lots of sleep. So I felt great when I had to sing this afternoon, and I totally enjoyed my singing practice. I think I put out a great set. I didn't have to do any Janis, though. She always shreds my voice, even though I think I understand her approach, I will never acquire her range. Which got my thinking, beauty sleep applies for girly voices too. I guess I need to loaf around more. Sounds great to me!
Nothing special on the menu today. I had some leftover bean sprouts, so for lunch I made ramen noodles. I also have all that sausage and dough left to finish, so for dinner was a couple of sausage calzones. Want one? Erin I love you, and I need you.
Of course, you don't have to use Sims 3 to design your house. It's what I am using, only because I can relate to it, and you don't have to play along with me. If you are already using some other design software, just go ahead and use that. You don't have to rebuild everything in Sims 3 just because I use it. I'm sure there are many other, and more professional, architecture programs out there. All I ask is that you have a plan ready when the time comes inshaAllah, and I will show you what I have soon inshaAllah.
I just loafed around last night and this morning, so I got lots of sleep. So I felt great when I had to sing this afternoon, and I totally enjoyed my singing practice. I think I put out a great set. I didn't have to do any Janis, though. She always shreds my voice, even though I think I understand her approach, I will never acquire her range. Which got my thinking, beauty sleep applies for girly voices too. I guess I need to loaf around more. Sounds great to me!
Nothing special on the menu today. I had some leftover bean sprouts, so for lunch I made ramen noodles. I also have all that sausage and dough left to finish, so for dinner was a couple of sausage calzones. Want one? Erin I love you, and I need you.
Sunday, May 24, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150525
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful. Ya Allah, please forgive the men and women who believe.
I'm sure you and many others are wondering how I relate to my immediate family. Well, let me tell you. My father is 78 years old and is a retired lawyer. My mother is 77 years old. She is a retired teacher, and was born here in this village I live in now. I have an older brother who is 4 years my senior, he is a lecturer at a local college. He has 2 sons and 4 daughters. I have an older sister who is 2 years my senior, she is a lawyer at the nation's capital. She has 1 son and 3 daughters. I have a younger brother 13 years my junior, I don't know what he does. He shares the same house with my parents who live next door to me, and he has one son. I am a musician. I have been a musician for 36 years already. I have no heirs.
I have scaled down my little house in Sims 3 to make a more realistic representation of my current situation. Well, not completely realistic. In Sims 3, I am a multi millionaire and somewhat pretty. But I do prefer small houses. Like I mentioned before, inshaAllah this small house will be my office/studio located right next to your house (less than 2 meters away, actually), where you are my wife and we raise our family. I'm not good at drawing and designing, so I am practicing home design on my small house first before I work on yours. I pray you are playing Sims 3 along with me. At first I was confused by the scale of things in the game: it seemed to me that a Sim would be 3 meters tall in real life. Then I realized my problem is that a double bed doesn't fit into my bedroom in real life, so I put the double bed in the living room in Sims 3. In real life, there will be a drum set instead of a bed inshaAllah. Preferably a Ludwig Classic Maple set in Bonham sizes, or a Yamaha Phoenix set in Bonham sizes.
I've embedded a build cheat tutorial here for you to watch. I've been watching speed build videos today, when I find one I like I will paste that in here, too. Ya Allah, please grant me Erin's house with ease. Please be strong, keep your faith in Allah, and maintain your resolve. You will know who your enemies are by the tone of their voice. Erin I love you, and I need you.
I'm sure you and many others are wondering how I relate to my immediate family. Well, let me tell you. My father is 78 years old and is a retired lawyer. My mother is 77 years old. She is a retired teacher, and was born here in this village I live in now. I have an older brother who is 4 years my senior, he is a lecturer at a local college. He has 2 sons and 4 daughters. I have an older sister who is 2 years my senior, she is a lawyer at the nation's capital. She has 1 son and 3 daughters. I have a younger brother 13 years my junior, I don't know what he does. He shares the same house with my parents who live next door to me, and he has one son. I am a musician. I have been a musician for 36 years already. I have no heirs.
I have scaled down my little house in Sims 3 to make a more realistic representation of my current situation. Well, not completely realistic. In Sims 3, I am a multi millionaire and somewhat pretty. But I do prefer small houses. Like I mentioned before, inshaAllah this small house will be my office/studio located right next to your house (less than 2 meters away, actually), where you are my wife and we raise our family. I'm not good at drawing and designing, so I am practicing home design on my small house first before I work on yours. I pray you are playing Sims 3 along with me. At first I was confused by the scale of things in the game: it seemed to me that a Sim would be 3 meters tall in real life. Then I realized my problem is that a double bed doesn't fit into my bedroom in real life, so I put the double bed in the living room in Sims 3. In real life, there will be a drum set instead of a bed inshaAllah. Preferably a Ludwig Classic Maple set in Bonham sizes, or a Yamaha Phoenix set in Bonham sizes.
I've embedded a build cheat tutorial here for you to watch. I've been watching speed build videos today, when I find one I like I will paste that in here, too. Ya Allah, please grant me Erin's house with ease. Please be strong, keep your faith in Allah, and maintain your resolve. You will know who your enemies are by the tone of their voice. Erin I love you, and I need you.
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150524
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Well it can't be helped, I suppose. If I were 30
years old, I would have urges enough to complain,
but seeing that I'm an old man and have used up
most of my libido, I'm actually quite capable of
being patient and just waiting until Judgement
Day, and just doing whatever it is I do and have
been doing by my lonesome all this while, in the
meantime. I look towards perhaps God would be
happy with me and allow me into heaven, then I
will ask to be pretty like Megan Fox (before the
plastic surgery) with a nice set of boobs and a
big dick, with a sexual appetite to match. Hey
Erin, let's play. But we've got to get to heaven first.
I went back to work on the yard. That big mango
tree in my front yard needed trimming, so in the
morning I got up a ladder and chopped down the
low branches with my sickle machete. It was
quite a workout because the limbs were thick and
heavy, and I was at a strange angle most of the
time. Some of the limbs were too tall or tangled
up with the power lines, so I had to leave those
alone. The weather was surreal. It was as if
God was saying, "Maybe it'll rain, maybe it
won't." But at least it was cool and pleasant.
It rained heavily last night, but there were few
mosquitoes. I figure that it is by doing
physical labor all day long is what wore me out.
People may not think so, but singing is also a
form of physical labor. Especially if one has to
jump around and do synchronized aerobic exercise
at the same time. I don't know how others do it,
but I refuse to do it. It affects my singing.
I may not have the same sexual appetite that I
had 20 years ago, but I was hungry. I had
marinara sauce, I had home made halal beef
sausage, I had cheese, and I had dough. Pizza!
It's been a while since I had pizza, since a
calzone is quicker to make. I made 2 sausage and
basil pizzas for dinner. One for me, one for
you. Oh I'm sorry, I ate yours since you weren't
here for dinner. It's so romantic that I make 2
portions of everything when I cook, isn't it? Or it could be that I'm hungry. Whatever it is,
Erin I love you. And I need you. Please forgive me for my faults.
Well it can't be helped, I suppose. If I were 30
years old, I would have urges enough to complain,
but seeing that I'm an old man and have used up
most of my libido, I'm actually quite capable of
being patient and just waiting until Judgement
Day, and just doing whatever it is I do and have
been doing by my lonesome all this while, in the
meantime. I look towards perhaps God would be
happy with me and allow me into heaven, then I
will ask to be pretty like Megan Fox (before the
plastic surgery) with a nice set of boobs and a
big dick, with a sexual appetite to match. Hey
Erin, let's play. But we've got to get to heaven first.
I went back to work on the yard. That big mango
tree in my front yard needed trimming, so in the
morning I got up a ladder and chopped down the
low branches with my sickle machete. It was
quite a workout because the limbs were thick and
heavy, and I was at a strange angle most of the
time. Some of the limbs were too tall or tangled
up with the power lines, so I had to leave those
alone. The weather was surreal. It was as if
God was saying, "Maybe it'll rain, maybe it
won't." But at least it was cool and pleasant.
It rained heavily last night, but there were few
mosquitoes. I figure that it is by doing
physical labor all day long is what wore me out.
People may not think so, but singing is also a
form of physical labor. Especially if one has to
jump around and do synchronized aerobic exercise
at the same time. I don't know how others do it,
but I refuse to do it. It affects my singing.
I may not have the same sexual appetite that I
had 20 years ago, but I was hungry. I had
marinara sauce, I had home made halal beef
sausage, I had cheese, and I had dough. Pizza!
It's been a while since I had pizza, since a
calzone is quicker to make. I made 2 sausage and
basil pizzas for dinner. One for me, one for
you. Oh I'm sorry, I ate yours since you weren't
here for dinner. It's so romantic that I make 2
portions of everything when I cook, isn't it? Or it could be that I'm hungry. Whatever it is,
Erin I love you. And I need you. Please forgive me for my faults.
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