Sunday, August 6, 2017

Sunday post 201

God afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1473 steps (lol, I’m certain that I’ll have passed 1.5 grand if I can return online later XD); secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Science And The Bible (1)’ and thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s fourteen but fourthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed FORTY-FOUR MINUTES online afterwards!! Righteo, events for today?
-        Yay, awesome sleep last night! Daddy Bear claims it was because I was celebrating the huge win the Broncos scored last night. XD Nature didn’t call until 7:20am (when PIG mum came downstairs, noisily kicked her slippers and woke me, actually) and I was lucky, coz PIG mum not only helped me very slightly with a bra but a tee also, because dearest dad hadn’t left for work yet.
After giving myself fifteen more minutes, I got myself mostly independently kitted. PIG mum came 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 leaning fully against the side rail and 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*
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 some tasteless Weet-Bix porridge with one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast thrown into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :p and one full mug of milk. Over breakfast, I happily watch Weekend Sunrise and spend about ten minutes 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*

Once PIG mum’s getting ready, I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk to the 4WD and she tootles us off to church. Of course, she gleefully forces me to buckle my own seatbelt all day; she also won’t lemme listen to any music coz she ‘wants to prepare her heart to worship God’, whatever that means. No matter; I spend the half of that short trip until the Logan Road intersection telling the cruel and unfaithful God to eff off if He wasn’t gonna completely heal me, then from after the intersection just 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!


-        Ending @ 3:33pm I’ve played one game of Bejeweled lasting 5:57. Now, lemme play one more lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

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