Good afternoon and potentially one final greeting for
tonight! Firstly, Em’s potential final, final plodding total for Sunday now
stands @ 1410 and secondly, the potential final, final spam count for the week’s
now twenty-two. Righteo, potential final, final events for Sunday? (Well, lemme
finish recounting Saturday’s events first XD:
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There was still more dessert after dinner: Alice
had made black sesame dessert soup? Only how come she added red bean? Tasted slightly
strange. XD
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One final change before coming home: Gina and Laurence
found Pinky and Tony to drop me off home instead! XD I joked to Pinky, “Sure,
who’s next?” XD
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Tony went and moved his car over to Simon’s driveway, I
climbed in, and started fumbling around with the seatbelt. Huge thanks to Pinky
who helped me buckle the thing eventually; I honestly couldn’t see the damn
thing. ><
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Tony used his GPS to
direct him back to my place. While Tony drove, we just all chatted. Turns out
they’ve only been in Brisbane for
like two years! He’s an IT guy, while Pinky’s a social worker. They live in
Springwood, BTW~
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At 2:57pm I’ve
played one more game of Bejeweled lasting 8:13 .
Promise I’ll stop playing for today. XD
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Back home, I wroye down my final, final plodding total
for Saturday then repeat the usual nightly events and zzz~
Today: yay, awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call
till like 6:30am , and after one pot
:P trip I spent the ten minutes till 6:40am
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*
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The teddies and I then cuddle and snore for another
hour, me waking again to use the pot :P again when PIG mum starts a-THUMPING
around upstairs. Soon, she’s inside my room to hit me with the eye goo and help
me not only extremely slightly with a bra but a tee also, coz dearest dad hasn’t
left for church yet.
After giving myself fifteen more minutes, I get myself
mostly independently kitted. PIG mum comes back to help with Elf’s AFO and both
laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the
bathroom to brush teeth (poor Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit 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*
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After washing and drying Era, I walk myself slowly and
safely out to the gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful Gods’s
near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
Breakfast was more tasteless Weet-Bix porridge, all my usual
drugs :P and one giant full mug of water. Yes, I’ve asked PIG mum before: she
DELIBERATELY gives methe LARGEST mug we have! Over breakfast, I happily watch
weekend Sunrise , also spending 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!
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After breakfast, I walk myself slowly and safely
online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming
hatred and not letting Him push me over.
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Tootling online, @ 9:40am I walk myself slowly and
safely once 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.
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When PIG mum announces her arrival home several minutes
early, I walk myself slowly and safely to the front door and let her in, rising
above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting
Him push me over.
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At church, I use the loo once then grab my usual spot.
Huge thanks to Leo who walked behind me there, thus saving me from a
potentially disastrous and definitely mortifying fall; PIG mum couldn’t have
cared less coz she had already dashed off to her very informal ‘fellowship’
with the other aunties who can’t be bothered attending Bible study like my
dearest dad does; I’m pretty sure they don’t actually do anything Biblical like
pray together/read the Bible, they just drink coffee and gossip.
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Yay, I got to stay seated for worship again today~
Uncle Chong sat beside me and I sang everything I knew, plus the harmony for
two/three songs but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. ><
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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