Heylo again! Firstly, Em’s new plodding total for Thursday now stands @ 3101 but secondly and way more importantly, I’m still owed THIRTY-EIGHT MINUTES online afterwards!! Righteo, continuing today’s events?
- Daddy Bear and I cuddle and snore, me waking once more for the pot :P one hour later shortly before PIG mum goes a-THUMPING around downstairs. After helping me slightly with a bra and a tee (coz dearest dad hasn’t left for work yet), she leaves me to get myself mostly kitted, which I do after giving myself fifteen more minutes and use the pot :P for one more tinkle.
- PIG mum comes back to help with Elf’s AFO and both shoelaces (only coz she doesn’t wanna be late to work) and I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom to brush teeth (poor Ela).
Teeth brushed, I walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. Breakfast is half a small bowl of porridge with one chunk of unbuttered bread ripped into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and also one full mug of milk, coz PIG mum couldn’t be bothered pouring me one small half-mouthful. Hence why I poured myself one full mug. XD Over breakfast, I also continued my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me get through today okay. I find it's exceedingly important to constantly remind the cruel and unfaithful God that He has no bearing on my good day whatsoever, that I am perfectly capable of having a good day without Him, despite Him and apart from Him, because my good day's dependent on my own good attitude. If only God would remember that ... *sigh* He conned the phrase 'live and let live', so why the heck can't He lemme live the free, independent life that I deserve? Okay, fair enough, we all only deserve death because of Him, but why can't He just lemme live the life that nearly everyone else gets to live?? *sigh*
After breakfast, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo and do a stinky unspeakable, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. I also lean fully against the side rail and spend a lil time finishing my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel. Remember, however the cruel and unfaithful God tries to make my day bad for me, I won't let that affect me because my good day has NOTHING to do with Him; I'm perfectly capable of having a good day without Him, despite Him and apart from Him. See, my good day's dependent on my own good attitude!
- When Kim gets here, I get into her car and we’re off! Destination: Sunnybank Hills Shoppingtown~
- After parking outside Woolies, Kim walks behind me to the loo once. Pity she won’t lemme hold hands with her, but she’s pinky promised me that she won’t lemme fall. Today, I also sing half my newest second-favourite song softly, slowly but most hatefully out aloud, closing the left eye for all the important numbers.
- First stop: the library! Kim grabs me Feist’s ‘into A Dark Realm’ and happily read that for one hour, reaching page twenty-five @ 10:19am~
- After one loo trip, we begin shopping. Era pushes the trolley, Kim pulls it (she goes really fast! I had to deliberately pull back against the trolley several times before she slowed down!) And Ela just concentrates on swinging her arm while I walk so that Wally 2 will gimme the number of steps I’ve plodded.
- Firstly, we buy creamed corn and battereies from Woolies.
- Next, we catch the elevator up one level and buy Christmas presents for the parents from Coles. Dad’s present was easy to find, but what I wanted to buy PIG mum had already sold out! Luckily, Kim spotted sth else suitable~
- Our last stop before lunch is Daiso, where both Kim and I buy a birthday present for PIG mum! XD
- Correction: Kim buys me a birthday present: a ten dollar photo with Santa! :D When we pose for the photo together (he mimics my peace sign XD), Santa asks me what I’d like for Christmas and I reply, “An e-reader, please.” Santa replies, “What, you mean you don’t want a flying motorbike??” XD I also get the chance to ask Santa what he does for the rest of the year; Santa replies, “Sleep. Delivering all those presents in one night gets exhausting, you know.” XD
Cheers,
- Em. ^^
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