Tuesday Post 195b

Heylo again! Firstly, Em’s new plodding total for Tuesday now stands @ 2269 9see? Told you I’d pass two grand! XD0 but secondly and way more importantly, I’m still owed FIVE MINUTES online after Dani minds me for two hours!! Anyways, events for today?

-        For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 2:30pm, I lasted 6:39. Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between five and six minutes, and I’m content to call it quits for Tuesday. XD

-        Now for my second game of Bejeweled ending @ 2:50pm, I lasted 5:57. That’s today’s quotas satisfied and now I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

-        I used the pot :p once last night when dearest dad came downstairs to watch the Socceroos vs. Germany game. How cool’s this: unlike PIG mum who wears slippers, dad often goes barefoot and silently, but I somehow ‘sensed’ his presence and woke up! XD indeed, I wasn’t sure he’d really come downstairs until I heard him turn the television on. XD

Nature called again around 6:35am; 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*

-        The teddies and I cuddled and snored for one more hour, me waking to kiss dearest dad bye and use the pot :P once more when he left. Waiting for him to drive away, I softly, slowly but most hatefully sang 17% of my shorter second-favourite song softly, slowly but most hatefully out aloud, opening both eyes for all the important numbers.

-        More cuddling and snoring for the teddies and I; usually, I wake once more for the pot :P when PIG mum starts a-THUMPING around upstairs but for some reason she didn’t this morning; I only woke and realised she was downstairs when she suddenly sneezed! XD

-        Meaning she came into my room to help me exceedingly slightly with the bra strap when I was still over the pot :P After giving myself fifteen more minutes, I got myself mostly independently kitted whilst still slowly, softly but most hatefully continuing to sing my shorter second-favourite song out aloud. I’d reached about 30% by the time PIG mum came back to help with Elf’s AFO and both laces.

Then I had to let PIG mum gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth (poor Ela0. Teeth brushed, I sat over the loo for two tinkles, also fully leaning 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.

PIG mum made porridge for breakfast with green tea powder! Looks like yucky snot, but tastes great. XD I had that with one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast (it didn’t matter that I had to let PIG mum gleefully force poor Ela to hold onto the toast before Era was allowed to tear the bread because <1> I was seated and could fully concentrate and <2> Era kept her promise to Ela to combine with the spoon and tear the chunks into bite-sized, more manageable pieces afterwards), all my usual drugs (it didn’t matter that I had to let PIG mum gleefully force poor Ela to hold onto all the jars throughout this process coz I was seated and could fully concentrate):P and one full mug of water. Over breakfast, I 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 herself ready upstairs, I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk to the 4WD and she tootled me off to UQ for physio. Of course, she gleefully forced me to buckle my own seatbelt all day, she decided to listen to 97.3FM first and today, Era helped Ela stretch for thirty minutes, before Ela open and closed her palm 200 times, holding each for a count of five. Also, while PIG mum was going along Logan Rd, Nsync’s ‘Bye Bye Bye’ came on, and I paused with stretching Ela to sing it. That’s the first CD PIG mum ever bought for me, back in 1999, and the fact that I can still sing like every single word to it just shows that the cruel and unfaithful God only shot my short term memory to pieces; looks like my long term memory’s still fine and intact!

-        Physio today: Elf barefoot seated stepping, re-footweared twenty-three sit-to-stands, six laps hallway walking, lay down for Kat to check Elf.

-        Afterwards, I used the loo once more then PIG mum tootled us home for lunch. Disappointing, but expected.

-        After turning the alarm off, I walked myself slowly and safely online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

-        When PIG mum called lunch, I walked myself slowly and safely to the gobbling :P table, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

-        Before tucking into lunch, I had to let horrid PIG mum gleefully force poor Ela to feed me some yummy papaw. I didn’t really mind, coz I was seated and could fully concentrate; besides, I understand what a kick PIG mum gets from getting to boss me around, gimme orders and gleefully tell me what I’m doing wrong. Like I’ve explained before, I KNOW how Ela’s supposed to act; is it my fault that the message from my stupid brain gets lost going to her arm?? >< Well, if you ask PIG mum, bet she’d immediately reply yes. *sigh*

-        Lunch was that delicious pasta I’d bought with kim last Thursday, plus heaps of yummy broccoli. For some reason, the instruction says to add one cup of water into it, but for some reason, PIG mum found our BIGGEST drinking c – bbl!

Cheers,

Em. ^^