In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi Erin. How are you feeling right now? I pray that you are feeling healthy and confident. You are MY girl, and I want all the best for you. I want you to know that you are not alone, you don't have to face them alone, because I am with you. I may be in the shadows, but I am there, and always thinking of you. You are the love of my life, and I need you.
Floofy is in heat right now. Which is not a big deal, because there's always somebody in heat in my house. She's not a howler like the other two. She hasn't been eating much, because she throws it up. She needs to be embraced, so I do that for her, and hopefully it's enough. These cats like to plant their menses right where I can step on it. Why is that? Why can't they just use the cat box? The favorite targets are my bedroom door, the toilet door, and the bathroom door, and one spot in the middle of the living room where I have to walk around the other spots in order to avoid them. Does that make sense? I'm vigilant with the mop, but I am at my most vulnerable when I just wake up for the dawn prayer. I love my cats dearly, but I do have other things to do. This evening I did some burning. I need to get as much burning done before the next mango season because I need the dirt. After this, I have to practice bass then do some encoding. You take care now, Sweetie.
Monday, September 21, 2015
Sunday, September 20, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150921
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Like I said before, my decision is to focus on Erin's happiness first. Are you feeling like having kids right now? Well, not right NOW. I'm just guessing that you feel like it. I do have a question though: what does an NFL blanket have to do with standing on a rock on the water at the beach in your bikini? I guess if you fall into the water, it would keep you warm. You're starting to look more like a mom, especially in that video. A very beautiful mom. I'm seeing your giving me 3 kids inshaAllah. That's how I designed your house, is for 3 kids. But there's a guest room downstairs. I want to name our first son Muhammad, and our first daughter Mary. You can name the rest of the kids. I will look after you, inshaAllah. I love you, and I need you. Would you like a hug?
Like I said before, my decision is to focus on Erin's happiness first. Are you feeling like having kids right now? Well, not right NOW. I'm just guessing that you feel like it. I do have a question though: what does an NFL blanket have to do with standing on a rock on the water at the beach in your bikini? I guess if you fall into the water, it would keep you warm. You're starting to look more like a mom, especially in that video. A very beautiful mom. I'm seeing your giving me 3 kids inshaAllah. That's how I designed your house, is for 3 kids. But there's a guest room downstairs. I want to name our first son Muhammad, and our first daughter Mary. You can name the rest of the kids. I will look after you, inshaAllah. I love you, and I need you. Would you like a hug?
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150920
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hello Erin. How are you feeling, my darling? I suppose you are very busy. It's that time of year where you be sports rep, right? Then it's the holiday shopping season. I guess it's not going to pause much for you anytime soon. Praise be to Allah. Be sure you eat properly and get enough rest. I love you, and I need you.
There's nothing special going on here. I spent the morning running errands. I took the weed whacker to the repair shop, went to the pharmacy, then the supermarket. After voice training, I hosed down my Mom's kitchen floor. Breakfast was a tortilla with marinara sauce, lunch was half a chicken breast, and dinner was 2 cups of steamed rice with anchovies. That's nice and moderate, isn't it? All this activity is making me lazy, though.
Hello Erin. How are you feeling, my darling? I suppose you are very busy. It's that time of year where you be sports rep, right? Then it's the holiday shopping season. I guess it's not going to pause much for you anytime soon. Praise be to Allah. Be sure you eat properly and get enough rest. I love you, and I need you.
There's nothing special going on here. I spent the morning running errands. I took the weed whacker to the repair shop, went to the pharmacy, then the supermarket. After voice training, I hosed down my Mom's kitchen floor. Breakfast was a tortilla with marinara sauce, lunch was half a chicken breast, and dinner was 2 cups of steamed rice with anchovies. That's nice and moderate, isn't it? All this activity is making me lazy, though.
Friday, September 18, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150919
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Aaaaaarghh!!! The grass cutter died again! If it doesn't start tomorrow morning, I'm going to have to take it downtown. One week of inactivity because of all that rain, and now it won't start. I think that machine is a workaholic. It wants to work until it dies, otherwise it dies. Not like me- I'm a lazy butt.
Oh hi, Erin! You're such a sweetheart, Erin. Mwah! I pray you're feeling well. Are you eating properly, and getting enough rest? I think after a certain point in life, we get eating habits that we inexplicably can't change. Like a chronic dieter eventually cannot ingest any food at all. I think the key is to eat the right amount every time. Which is hard to gauge, because lust is involved. I could easily down 2 dozen hot wings and a 12 inch pizza in one sitting, but I don't do that anymore. I was telling Floofy this morning when I was cleaning out the cat box, "Look, this is the right amount of poop for you: just 2 average sized turds each day, because you're fat and you don't do anything but sleep all day. You don't have to eat more than that, then puke it out!" Not that I'm saying that you do the same thing Floofy does, but you're smart and experienced enough to know what sustains you through work and makes you happy, now that you're a sensitive and feminine movie star. So please take care of your precious self, and be balanced OK? I love you, and I need you.
Aaaaaarghh!!! The grass cutter died again! If it doesn't start tomorrow morning, I'm going to have to take it downtown. One week of inactivity because of all that rain, and now it won't start. I think that machine is a workaholic. It wants to work until it dies, otherwise it dies. Not like me- I'm a lazy butt.
Oh hi, Erin! You're such a sweetheart, Erin. Mwah! I pray you're feeling well. Are you eating properly, and getting enough rest? I think after a certain point in life, we get eating habits that we inexplicably can't change. Like a chronic dieter eventually cannot ingest any food at all. I think the key is to eat the right amount every time. Which is hard to gauge, because lust is involved. I could easily down 2 dozen hot wings and a 12 inch pizza in one sitting, but I don't do that anymore. I was telling Floofy this morning when I was cleaning out the cat box, "Look, this is the right amount of poop for you: just 2 average sized turds each day, because you're fat and you don't do anything but sleep all day. You don't have to eat more than that, then puke it out!" Not that I'm saying that you do the same thing Floofy does, but you're smart and experienced enough to know what sustains you through work and makes you happy, now that you're a sensitive and feminine movie star. So please take care of your precious self, and be balanced OK? I love you, and I need you.
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150918
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hey there, my darling Erin Sweetie! How are you feeling, my beloved? I want you to know how beautiful you are, and how cute you look with blue hair. I love you with all my heart, and I need you. Don't ever get plastic surgery, because you don't need it OK? Please age naturally and gracefully, for it is the most dignified and beautiful. I will take care of you inshaAllah.
How's your tummy doing? Are you having trouble digesting food? Last night I had severe heartburn, or gastritis. or acid reflux disease. Gastritis is dangerous because persistent gastritis causes ulcers and stomach cancer. But since I do my own cooking I hardly ever get heartburn, and I didn't eat anything to warrant it last night. Everything was mild. Just sliced chicken breast, scrambled eggs and lettuce in a tortilla. This is because yesterday was very stressful compounded with my being sick, and that affected my sensitive stomach. The more successful you get, it will affect your stomach. So please try to prepare your own meals whenever possible, and focus on what doesn't hurt your tummy. A back massage would help relax your stomach. If I had known I would get heartburn last night, I would have eaten only plain bread or plain steamed rice. If you don't have time to cook, then please keep it simple. Eat only at places you trust.
Hey there, my darling Erin Sweetie! How are you feeling, my beloved? I want you to know how beautiful you are, and how cute you look with blue hair. I love you with all my heart, and I need you. Don't ever get plastic surgery, because you don't need it OK? Please age naturally and gracefully, for it is the most dignified and beautiful. I will take care of you inshaAllah.
How's your tummy doing? Are you having trouble digesting food? Last night I had severe heartburn, or gastritis. or acid reflux disease. Gastritis is dangerous because persistent gastritis causes ulcers and stomach cancer. But since I do my own cooking I hardly ever get heartburn, and I didn't eat anything to warrant it last night. Everything was mild. Just sliced chicken breast, scrambled eggs and lettuce in a tortilla. This is because yesterday was very stressful compounded with my being sick, and that affected my sensitive stomach. The more successful you get, it will affect your stomach. So please try to prepare your own meals whenever possible, and focus on what doesn't hurt your tummy. A back massage would help relax your stomach. If I had known I would get heartburn last night, I would have eaten only plain bread or plain steamed rice. If you don't have time to cook, then please keep it simple. Eat only at places you trust.
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150917
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Good evening, my dearest Erin! What a day, huh? It's cold, grey, and surreal here right now. I like the cold. I heat up pretty quickly, so I prefer the cold. I still have a fever, but it's not so bad, so I stopped taking drugs, but it doesn't feel like it. I made chicken and egg burritos for dinner. I gave Floofy some chicken. She likes my cooking. Would you like some? I love you, and I need you.
I had just been watching the Yardbirds story. Look, it's Nigel Tufnel! I guess I am an old school type of musician. But that's not entirely true: I'm too young to be in a classic rock band, and too old to be in any sort of band. Plus, I have no friends. What would I play if I joined a classic rock band? Guitar? Bass? Drums? Sing? I would be relegated to bass I'm sure. so the icons can shine again. That's the problem of being in a band, it's a battle of egos. I played bass when I was in a band long ago, because I wanted to be humble and let it be all about "the band". But the egos always seem to take over, regardless of whether or not people in the band are financially secure. Especially when the people are talented. Egos. Dog eaters. Do I have an ego? I'm not perfect, so I'm sure I do. Ya Allah, please forgive me for my flaws. I just want to make music my own way, because I'm an old man. I just want to stick to my own agenda. Plus, I don't have to tour. I think I'll play some guitar tonight. Just for fun.
Good evening, my dearest Erin! What a day, huh? It's cold, grey, and surreal here right now. I like the cold. I heat up pretty quickly, so I prefer the cold. I still have a fever, but it's not so bad, so I stopped taking drugs, but it doesn't feel like it. I made chicken and egg burritos for dinner. I gave Floofy some chicken. She likes my cooking. Would you like some? I love you, and I need you.
I had just been watching the Yardbirds story. Look, it's Nigel Tufnel! I guess I am an old school type of musician. But that's not entirely true: I'm too young to be in a classic rock band, and too old to be in any sort of band. Plus, I have no friends. What would I play if I joined a classic rock band? Guitar? Bass? Drums? Sing? I would be relegated to bass I'm sure. so the icons can shine again. That's the problem of being in a band, it's a battle of egos. I played bass when I was in a band long ago, because I wanted to be humble and let it be all about "the band". But the egos always seem to take over, regardless of whether or not people in the band are financially secure. Especially when the people are talented. Egos. Dog eaters. Do I have an ego? I'm not perfect, so I'm sure I do. Ya Allah, please forgive me for my flaws. I just want to make music my own way, because I'm an old man. I just want to stick to my own agenda. Plus, I don't have to tour. I think I'll play some guitar tonight. Just for fun.
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Letter to Erin 20150916
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi there, beautiful girl! How is the most beautiful girl in the world feeling today? I love you so much. Of course, I need you. Oh me? I still have a fever. It has been raining a lot. I'm certain this is the same storm that hit Mecca on Saturday, but watered down for us in Perlis because God is being nice. There's something in the air that my nose can't handle, but I managed to get through voice training without getting a heart attack, and now I'm starting to feel better. I think singing is therapeutic. I'm still a bit woozy, but I'm starting to meow again.
I had to eat a lot to give the fever something to burn. Lunch was pretty good. I made those sausage and tofu burritos in marinara sauce again, with fresh tomatoes and roasted peppers. Tofu and marinara sauce is a perfect match. You must try it sometime. Dinner was beef and potatoes with tortillas. Very filling. Very filling.
Hi there, beautiful girl! How is the most beautiful girl in the world feeling today? I love you so much. Of course, I need you. Oh me? I still have a fever. It has been raining a lot. I'm certain this is the same storm that hit Mecca on Saturday, but watered down for us in Perlis because God is being nice. There's something in the air that my nose can't handle, but I managed to get through voice training without getting a heart attack, and now I'm starting to feel better. I think singing is therapeutic. I'm still a bit woozy, but I'm starting to meow again.
I had to eat a lot to give the fever something to burn. Lunch was pretty good. I made those sausage and tofu burritos in marinara sauce again, with fresh tomatoes and roasted peppers. Tofu and marinara sauce is a perfect match. You must try it sometime. Dinner was beef and potatoes with tortillas. Very filling. Very filling.
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