- For my first game of Bejeweled, I lasted 6:12. Now, lemme just play one more lasting in between five and six minutes, and I'll be happy to call it quits for today. XD
- Yup, @ 10:01am I've played another game of Bejeweled lasting 5:36; am happy to call it quits for today. XD
- I used the pot :P once last night around 12:25am and once more this morning @ 6:20am, before spending the ten minutes until 6:30am beginning a mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me with the patience, perseverance, strength and endurance I need to get through today with, giving PIG mum all the pleasure, all the satisfaction and just suffering for her whenever she decided that only she can be happy and/or satisfied. It doesn't sound very fair, but she's taught me through her actions, if not through her words, that it's enough she's happy and/or satisfied, and I guess whenever that happens, I've just got to grit my teeth and endure. >< *sigh*
- Afterwards, Daddy Bear, Juice and I cuddled and snored, me waking once more for the pot :P when PIG mum begins a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she's come downstairs into my room to hit me with some eye goo and help me very slightly with not only a bra but a tee, because dearest dad hasn't left for church yet. I'm sure I'll be doing all that myself later today when I shower, though.
- After I give myself fifteen more minutes, I get myself mostly kitted. PIG mum comes back to help with Elf's AFO and both shoelaces; again, that's only coz she doesn't wanna be late for Canto service and I'm sure I'll be tying them myself when I shower later.
- That all done, I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over and brush teeth (poor Ela). Teeth brushed, i sit over the loo for one tinkle, wash and dry Era then 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 one small bowl of porridge with one slice of unbuttered toast torn into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one small half-mouthful of milk. Over breakfast I also spend about ten minutes continuing 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 created 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*
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