Abez sez Assalamualaikum!

Islam, Autism, Mom-ism.

Frustrated incorporated. Still no phone line, and additionally, my mobile phone has been on the fritz. I have blogs typed at home but the disk drive isn’t working so I can’t save them and bring them to the net cafe. *sigh* But hey, Alhamdulillah, life here in SensoryDeprivationville isn’t as bad as it could be….

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Dear Everbloggy AssalamuAlaikum & Happy Jumah! I personally, am quite happy about Jumah because the people from Owlie’s Office are gone for prayers and I have free reign of their computers, mwahahaaa… -ahem- Right, well the house is looking pretty good. Most of it anyway. Or parts of it. Specifically those areas where the carpenter…

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Dear Everybloggy I never thought I’d be happy to announce this kind of thing but….WE HAVE GAS! ‘0_0’ (har har) Pardon me. Last night the stove worked for the first time in a week, and you know what I did? I made fried chikken, glazed carrots and macaroni and cheese. And you know what? It…

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Dear Blogistanis AssalamuAlaikum I thought I’d write y’all a letter to let you know how things are going. We’ve put away most of the boxes and clutter, but the house is still not ship-shape. This may have something to do with the oven in the middle of the living room floor. I might be happy…

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Day Five: Still no gas, no phone, and no hot water. You know who good friends are? Those are the people who show up in your cluttered, chaotic house, navigate through the cardboard boxes and find you to take you out to dinner. They’re also the people who let you shower in their house. Good…

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Day three: Have been accessing blog by sneaking into Owl’s boss’s office when he’s not in. I don’t have much time, the other employees could return at any moment and then I would be discovered. There’s not much time, only enough to type up another short blog, stuff it into this little green bottle and…

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Day two of roughing it. Still no gas, no phone, and no hot water. Environment contains toxic levels of dust and cardboard. Native population unhelpful. Home PC damaged in the chaos. SOS

Alright blogistanis, this is it. Tomorrow morning we move into a house that is so new that the phone, gas, and hot water have yet to be hooked up. Which means no internet, no cooking and no bathing. Pray for us. Please. *dies*

Chuck Chiselface: Good morning folks, and welcome to another edition of “Extreme Home Obstacle Course!” Greta Grinstoomuch: Hiya folks, we’re coming to you live from this week’s crazy course, precariously located in the home of Abez, our contestant for this week. Chuck: And what a contestant she is Greta, have you seen the battle scars…

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Invictus?

Out of the chub that covers me Though soft I sit from pole to pole I thank forever the Lord that Be For my unconquerable soul. In the sweet clutch of circumstance I have not pinched nor snacked around Under the bludgeoning of chocolate chance, My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of…

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Alright folks, this is it, the final three days of our move. You know what that means? Anything that hasn’t already been taped into a box now has to go. I’m holding out on the computer, they can box my toothbrush before I let them put the computer away, so I’ll be blogging until the…

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See, this is what happens when you’re honest. Hmmph, see if I ever take a quiz truthfully again! :p Power Rangers Movie! What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!) brought to you by Quizilla

Today is my one-year blogiversary, isn’t that amazing! Not amazing in the sense that my blog is amazing, but amazing in the sense that my attention span has permitted me to keep up with something voluntarily for this long. Where am I again? (*sniff sniff* And I’d like to thank my producer, and my director,…

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Chai and I went to Jummah prayers today, and for me it’s the first time that I’ve been in a long time. What’s interesting is the different types of people you get to see at the masjid on Friday. Like the guy in the blue satin pants, tie-die polyester shirt and giant green shades who…

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Ever have one of those days when you get onto the computer to type a blog and all you can come up with is Aaargh? Oh look, it’s 1:30 am again… Aaargh.

Goofy Teenage Poetry dig yours up today! Can you find my donkey? Can you find my donkey? He’s wandered off, y’know. I’ve never really met him So I’m not sure where he’d go. I don’t think that I’ve seen him Or even know his name, But despite this, he’s valuable And needed all the same….

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