That is a dark street, Natty. They should really leave the lights on there. It's probably brighter at night. Make sure you shine a light whenever you walk that street. Don't use your phone, buy a flashlight. Something easy to carry, but strong enough to break bricks. And if you need to hit something, use enough force to break bricks. I suppose if you lived there, people would treat you like part of the gang and you would probably enjoy your work more. But what's done is done, so please be patient. I guess we both need to be patient.
I rediscovered a reason why I cook for myself: I don't give myself heartburn. But it's nothing a few peanuts or sunflower seeds can't fix, and I don't have time nor motivation to prepare lavish menus for myself. The lack of perfection is what irks me most about this world. I feel sorry for Mary Unknown7 when she makes the slightest mistake, people jump all over her. Then when she delivers a perfect performance, they get even angrier. It is my job to protect her. Who would have ever thought that being a chick singer is a military position.
How are you today, Sweetheart? If you're longing to get married and settle down, oh so am I. I long for us to be together, everyday. How is Paris treating you? Are they being nice and respectful to my Natty? Ya Allah, please take good care of my Natty. I need her.
I have a lot of rice right now, plus I have less time, so it's easier to just buy takeout rice. But this evening I cooked up some rice, and a couple of eggs. Oh Natty, I just can't be bothered with cooking lately. So I got a side of anchovies in sauce from the corner restaurant for my rice with eggs. Even that much leaves a pile of dishes to deal with. That's the problem with rice: there is so much labor involved with cooking it. I'm more inclined to fry up some bread, then dip it in curry that I got from the corner restaurant. That was my lunch, and it was so filling that I felt uncomfortably stuffed all throughout Mary Unknown7's set. So before I cooked dinner, I went out and bought ramen fixings. Ramen is the perfect lunch for me, both labor and portion wise. When we are together inshaAllah, I will devote more time to cooking. Hopefully I won't lose my chops by then, because right now I'm SO unmotivated.
Hi Natty! Sorry I'm running late. It's Tuesday, and I just got back from the mosque then I had to watch the kids' video before I post. I hope everything is great with you, that you are feeling good and having a wonderful time. I do want you to know that I love you, Mrs. Rock Star. Please speak cautiously in your next post.
I've had this game going in my mind, a game that is to be played with the habitual liar for the entertainment of the masses. Let's invite the habitual liar onto a TV show with a huge audience, where he is asked a series of "yes" or "no" questions. The twist here is that yes means no, and no means yes. The game show host would say, "Aw come on dude, it's just a game! Everybody knows how innocent you are!" It's a simple concept: the habitual liar has to maintain his lies within the context of the show in order to save face. For example:
Q: Have you ever committed murder?
A: Yes.
Q: Have you ever embezzled or misappropriated funds?
A: Yes.
Q: So you confess to doing the acts of murder and embezzlement?
A: Yes.
See how fun that would be? Everybody watching and listening would have a great time.
The Japanese PM is in today's TikTok video. No, he's not doing a dance.
In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
48. But when the truth has come to them from Ourselves they say, "Why are not sent to him like those which were sent to Moses?" Do they not then reject which were formerly sent to Moses? They say, "Two kinds of sorcery each assisting each other!" And they say, "For us, we reject all!"
49. Say, "Then bring you a book from Allah which is a better guide than either of them that I may follow it, if you are truthful!"
50. But if they hearken not to you, know that they only follow their own lusts, and who is more astray than one who follows his own lusts, devoid of guidance from Allah? For Allah guides not people given to wrongdoing.
Hi Natty! Oh, you're still in Paris?! You must be awfully busy. And you are looking absolutely marvelous, as usual. I would love to be with you, strolling through Paris. I wanted to point out the 3 towers at the 3 points in our world right now: one where you are, one in Japan, and one over here. The one here is spiritual. Check the news!
Hi Natty! How are you, my love? I want you to know that I love you with all of my heart, and that everything will work out just fine for us inshaAllah, so please don't you worry about a thing. Today is Sunday for me, and I'm a bit tired right now as Sundays are a lot of labor. Nothing special on the menu, just a lot of rice. I seem to have much rice at this time, so it looks like rice everyday for the next few days. Nothing special though. I've run out of time, so I'm not going to bother with fancy rice dishes. If there's reason to celebrate maybe I'll go buy an expensive fish and spend the time to make sushi, but as it is it's going to be rice, an egg, with soy sauce. No motivation to cook! I just want to work! Eat to live, not live to eat! I do have a sudden craving for a peach melba, though. But I settled for chocolate instead. I have a big chocolate bar in my cooler.
Hi Natty! Oh, are you back in LA? It is probably still cold there. I love those khakis. Goes well with those cute socks! Natty, please don't get stressed out about those kids. I chose to marry you, and I will stick to my decision inshaAllah. Please trust me in this matter! Instead of worrying about young girls, how about you pray that Allah grants me wealth enough to marry soon. They're just kids Natty, and because of this music business we're going to get a lot of them. I will most likely never meet any of them, or even make contact with any of them other than a TikTok video. Their hormones rage and their bodies balloon, but they will grow up, learn to survive, have families of their own, forget about isolated rock stars, and perhaps they will discover and appreciate Allah. These kids will grow up, but there will always be 13 year old girls. It's the nature of this business. Again, I will most likely never meet any of them. I am a prisoner of the music. I don't go anywhere, and the only women I meet on a daily basis are my mother and Mary Unknown7, and she's a nun.
My Mom gave me some fried chicken. I don't eat the gizzard, so I was about to give it away. One kitty jumped onto my counter top and tried to steal my fresh pita bread, while the other stayed on the ground and waited for me to pick the gizzard out of the Tupperware. Which kitty got the snack?
Azham Abdullah. I blog about the Qur'an, I own a business named Shadowplay, and I am the guardian and representative of a singer named Mary Unknown7. You can hear Mary everyday from 11 pm to 1 am PDT, the stream address is https://www.twitch.tv/maryunknown7
