Saturday Post 198b

Heylo again! Please excuse the first post; I still get too excited whenever I get to post before midday. XD Firstly, today I’ve only been hard @ work plodding only 305 steps (obviously, I haven’t left the house yet!) and secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘God Wants To Set You Free’ but thirdly and way most importantly, I’m still owed ONE HOUR and FIFTEEN MINUTES online afterwards!! Anyways, events for today?

- I used the pot :P once last night around 2:30am and once more @ 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 11:45am I’ve played one game of Bejeweled lasting 5:30. Now, lemme play one more lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’m content to call it quits for today. XD

- The teddies and I snored, me waking to use the pot :P once more when PIG mum comes to hit me with the eye goo before leaving for work @ 7:30. After dearest dad’s tucked the teddies and I back into bed and promised to let us sleep in peace till Besta arrives @ 10am, I spend another ten minutes, before returning to happy snorings with the teddies, 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*

- I wake for the pot :P twice more before Besta arrives like five minutes early; actually, I’m using the pot :P when she and dearest dad enter my room! XD

- But the teddies and I are given fifteen more minutes to cuddle and snore; when Besta comes back into my room, I swing myself over to the pot :P once more for two tinkles and excitedly tell her about my newest dream!

Cheers,

Em. ^^