Monday Post 189b

Heylo again and please excuse the first post; I just still get too excited whenever I get to post before midday. XD Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding only 542 steps (obviously, I haven’t left the house yet!); secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Unmoved By Any Circumstance’ and thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s thirteen but fourthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed THIRTY-ONE MINUTES online after I get back home this arvo!! Anyways, events for today?

- I used the pot :P once last night around 2:15am and once more around 6:20am before spending the ten minutes till 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*

- At 9:45am I’ve played one game of Bejeweled lasting 6:09. Now, lemme play one more lasting in between five and six minutes and I’ll be content to call it quits for today. XD

- PIG mum a-STOMPING around upstairs was my wakeup signal to use the pot :P again; soon, she was inside my bedroom to hit me with the eye goo and help me not only very slightly with a bra but a tee also, coz dearest dad hadn’t left for work yet. However, I’m beyond positive that I’ll be doing that task myself later today without any help whatsoever when I shower.

- Now @ 10:01am I’ve played a second game of Bejeweled lasting 5:13. That’s today’s quotas fulfilled, and now I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD Actually, I also played another one today that lasted nearly nine minutes!

- After giving myself fifteen more minutes, I get myself mostly independently kitted. PIG mum comes back to help with Elf’s ASFO and both laces (only coz she doesn’t wanna be late for the Canto service @ 9am) before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth (poor Ela).

- Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for just one tinkle, coming out to the gobbling :P table when I realise I feel like doing a stinky unspeakable.

- 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 and one full mug of water. Over breakfast, I happily watch Weekend Sunrise and spend ten minutes continue 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 breakfast, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. There, I do a stinky unspeakable, also leaning fully against the side rail and 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!

- Nature calls twice more afterwards; both times, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo for one tinkle and back, again and always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

- Just waiting for PIG mum to come back from the Canto service and take me to attend the English one now.

- Fingers crossed she’ll lemme have lunch out with other church peoples afterwards! But I’m prepared to be gleefully restricted to LESS than one Happy Meal for lunch with dad @ Maccas before he goes out and plays baddy with his mates. It’s endlessly frustrating; I’m THIRTY and you’d think I’m big enough to eat one pissy little HAPPY MEAL all by myself?? *sigh*

- Expecting another lonely arvo staring @ the computer before PIG mum boots me off to shower.

- Toms: maybe expect a pissy plodding total from me? I’ve only got my weekly torture session from Vincent the physio to endure in the early arvo, before Kim comes to mind me from 4pm till 6pm. Anyways, hopefully bbl, else wishing everyone a smashing week ahead!

Cheers,

Em. ^^