- At 2:47pm I played one game of Bejeweled lasting 5:41. Now, lemme play one more lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’m content to call it quits for today. XD
- Yay, awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 5:55am (I can still JUST make out the time during the pre-dawn light, but I suspect that won’t be possible come May) and after one pot :P trip (my minion Gandalf cushion tried to block me from swinging over to the pot :P, blocking my way and thundering, “You. Shall. Not. Pass!!” but I just chucked him further down the bed, muttering, “Sod off, I need to pee.” XD)
- Afterwards, the teddies and I cuddle and snore, me waking to use the pot :P once more around 6:45am before immediately returning to sleep coz from memory, PIG mum comes to hit me with the eye goo @ 7:45am and I wanted the chance to use the pot :P once more again!
- Success, because before PIG mum comes downstairs, she goes around a-THUMPING along the hallway upstairs first! XD I also got a lil help with putting on my tee coz dearest dad hadn’t left for church yet, but I’m beyond positive that I’ll get no help in this department when I shower later.
After giving myself fifteen more minutes, I got myself mostly kitted. PIG mum came back to help qith not just Elf’s AFO but both laces but that’s only because she doesn’t wanna be late for the Canto service. Laces done, I let her gleefully FORCE me to walk over to the bathroom 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 (without honey) Weet-bix and some bird food (what Dr. Ku calls All-Bran XD), all my usual drugs :P and one full mug of water. Thanks to dearest dad who left the television on before going to church; over breakfast, I watched some Weekend Sunrise!
When PIG mum came downstairs, having readied herself for church, I walk myself slowly and safely to the 4WD, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. PIG mum tootles us both off to church. Of course, she gleefully forces me to buckle my own seatbelt all day; she also won’t lemme turn on the radio coz she’s ‘too busy preparing her heart to worship God’ whatever that means. Anyhow, I spent that trip with both eyes closed, 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!
- At church, I hike down to A1, use the loo once then take a seat waiting for the consultative meeting to start. Mid Chow wanders over for a chat.
- Pastor Chris chairs the meeting, but Josh, Ray Tang and Vinnie all give talks about various things. Huge thanks to Esther who walked behind me once to the loo and back when nature randomly called around 9:30; I managed fine by myself.
Cheers,
Em. ^^
Heylo again, good evening and potentially one final greeting for tonight! Firstly, Em’s potential final, final plodding total for Saturday now stands @ 1640 and secondly, the potential final, final spam count for the weekend’s now thirty-two. Righteo, potential final, final events for tonight?
- At 6:20pm I’ve played a second game of Bejeweled lasting 6:55. That’s today’s quotas satisfied and I’ll willingly (well, not really XD0 hit the sack tonight. XD
Cheers,
Em. ^^
Good evening again! Em’s new plodding total for Sunday now stands @ 1842. Anyways, continuing tonight’s events?
- After the consultative meeting ends, thanks to Mel who walks behind me to the loo, where again I manage fine myself. PIG mum comes for me just as I’m exciting the loo; I grab a lil morning tea then sit down. Thanks to some random aunty who passes me one yummy lemon crisp; my favourite bikkie! I quickly jam the bikkie into my mouth, chew and swallow before PIG mum comes back from wherever she’s gone, sees and bites my head off. XD
- Time for service, I haul myself up the stairs and grab my usual spot in the back row, most left. PIG mum races off for her very informal ‘fellowship’ with the other church aunties who can’t be bothered attending Bible study like my dearest dad does. Not sure why PIG mum calls it fellowship coz they don’t do anything Biblical; rather, I’m pretty sure they only sit, drink coffee and gossip, but hey.
- Yay, I get to stay seated for worship today~ I sing everything I know, plus the harmony for three songs but like every other week, mean absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*
- Speaker today’s Pastor Chris, with another sermon from his Kingdom Partner series.
- After service, I use the loo once more then PIG mum tootles me off to the Warrigal Square Maccas for lunch with dearest dad. Hopefully I get one whole Happy Meal to myself; dad also snares a copy of yesterday’s Courier Mail, which PIG mum and I read after he’s left to play baddy.
- Dad didn’t leave us any groceries that needed buying; after lunch we head home and I do a stinky unspeakable before popping online.
- Alas, PIG mum tumbles down from pigland, immediately and gleefully boots me offline. First, I haveta let her gleefully FORCE me to walk outside and let her gleefully force mostly poor Ela to take down the day’s washing; argh, I HATES standing practice! >< *sigh*
- Back inside, after Era eats one wee yummy little passionfruit, I haveta let her gleefully force poor Ela feed me a pear. I don’t mind too much, though; I’m finally seated and can concentrate.
- Afterwards, I thought I could FINALLY shower but no, I then haveta let PIG mum gleefully FORCE me to pointlessly hike the bloody stairs for her TEN times; hello, I live DOWNSTAIRS now!! ><*sigh*
- When I showered – obviously, I washed and rinsed my hair today, dried and rekitted myself – I slowly, softly but most hatefully sang 26% of my shorter second-favourite song softly, slowly but most hatefully out aloud. PIG mum only helped with Elf’s AFO and forcing poor Ela to hold the sock before Era takes it, and Era’s not allowed to drop the sock before regathering it and putting it onto my foot. It’s exceedingly impractical and you can bet I won’t be doing that when I get myself dressed toms!
- Before coming back outside, I use the loo once more for one tinkle and dry my ears.
I’m ready for dinner but no, first I haveta let PIG mum gleefully force poor Ela to practise piano for like eight minutes. I’ll keep saying this, but I don’t really mind, coz I’ve always loved playing piano, even after the cruel and unfaithful God so wantonly destroyed my ability to play properly. It just makes me so very sad to see how He’s so cruelly reduced me so… like, I can’t claim I was amazing or anything, but I wasn’t half-bad, honest … still, like I said, I’ve always loved playing piano and I’ll be damned before I let Him take that love away from me! >< *sigh*
- That done, I thought FINALLY it’d be dinnertime but no, PIG mum had one more stupid exercise in store for poor Ela: using Wii Sports Resort for thirty minutes. Like the piano playing, I didn’t really mind coz I was seated and could fully concentrate; besides, it’s amusing to see how bloody excited she gets watching me play the games for her. XD Oh, actually, while Ela was playing piano for PIG mum, Aunty Nga rang! Turns out she couldn’t get little Mickey pig to write me a birthday card coz she was in China working, but she says I’m allowed to send him one for his next birthday~
- Before dinner, I took myself once slowly and safely to the loo for one tinkle and back, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Dinner tonight: the yummy rice, lotsa yummy wombok, lotsa icky bitter vegetable, lotsa little tong vegetable, some tailor and three wee tiny morsels of charsiu, which I saved for last, of course.
- Dinner was spooned down with one yucky bowl of (watered-down, thankfully) ginseng soup, after which I took my bowl over to the sink then walked myself slowly and safely back online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Anyways, fingers crossed I can bbl shortly after 9pm following one more loo trip with my final, final plodding total for today, the final, final spam count for the weekend, the final, final events for tonight plus what’s happening toms, else hope everyone has a smashing week ahead!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
One final good evening! Firstly, Em’s final, final plodding total for Sunday now stands @ 1941 (oh, I’m sure I’ll pass 2000 some other day) and secondly, the final, final spam count for the week’s now thirty-four. Righteo, final, final events for Sunday?
- After I finished my previous post, I immediately started doing the Lumosity brain games for PIG mum coz I’d just exceeded the PISSY two hours of net time that she so gleefully restricts me to. Actually, there’s a new set of games that focuses on your English language skills! I’m playing it for the third time tonight, then I think I better do the normal games thrice, repeat.
- At 9pm, I took myself once more slowly and safely to the loo for one tinkle and back, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Toms: well, my weekly torture session with Vincent the physio isn’t till early afternoon; hopefully PIG mum’ll lemme have a sleep-in! actually, also hoping she takes me out grocery shopping somewhere, else I don’t see how I’m gonna pass 1000 steps toms.
- Kim’s coming to mind me from 4pm till 6pm. Fingers crossed she’ll lemme off shoelace tying practice, will lemme drink white tea with two sugars and gimme the opportunity to read for one hour!
- Righteo, hope everyone has a smashing week ahead!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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