Friday Post 246

Good evening! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1545 steps (phew, just over 1.5 grand XD); secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Speak Well Of Them’ and thirdly, the spam count for the week’s fifty-two but fourthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed FORTY-SIX MINUTES online after dinner!! Anyways, events for today?

-        For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 6:01pm, I lasted 6:45. Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between five and six minutes, and I’ll be content to call it quits for Friday. XD

-        I used the pot :P once last night around 2:30am and once more when the noisy garbage truck rumbled down before dawn to empty our bins. They’re strange: during Summer, sometimes when mother and I leave the house @ 10:30am they still haven’t come yet but now, with Winter almost upon us and the sun not rising till @ least 6am, the garbage truck rumbles down our road even before daybreak! XD

Nature calls again around 6:35am, when dearest dad comes downstairs to begin his day, and after one pot :P trip I spend the ten minutes till 6:45am 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*

-        When dad kissed me bye before leaving for work @ 7:45am, I used the pot :p once more before cuddling the teddies and resuming happy snorings with them.

-        Now @ 6:34pm I’ve played another game of Bejeweled lasting 5:15. That’s Friday’s quotas satisfied and now I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD Actually, I’ve also played another game lasting just over 7.5 minutes!

-        PIG mum a-THUMPING around upstairs shortly after 9am’s my wake-up call to use the pot :P again. Several minutes later, she’s downstairs inside my bedroom to help me very slightly with a bra before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first. While doing so, I also softly, slowly but most hatefully sing about ¼ of my shorter second-favourite song out aloud because I know I won’t get the chance to this arvo.

PIG mum comes to help with Elf’s AFO and both shoelaces before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the gobbling :P table to brush teeth (poor Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also leaning fully against the side rail and 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*

-        After washing and drying Era, 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 one plain (no honey) Weet-Bix, some bird food (what Dr. Ku calls All-Bran XD) and some delicious Coco Pops Chex, all my usual drugs :P (it didn’t really matter that I had to let PIG mum gleefully force poor Ela to hold each bottle before she ordered Era to unscrew and rescrew each cap coz I was seated and could fully concentrate) and one full mug of water. Over breakfast, I also spent ten minutes 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 PIG mum had finished getting changed upstairs, I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk out to the 4WD, and she tootled me off to see Vincent the physio for further treatment of Elf’s sore ankle.

Cheers,

Em. ^^