Friday, March 2, 2018

Saturday Post 230


Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding only 645 steps (obviously, I’ve not left the house today) and secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Secrets Of Self-Control (4)’. Anyways, events for today?

  • For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 2:07, I lasted 6:27. Now, lemme play one more game of Bejeweled lasting in between five and six minutes, and I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
  • Now @ 2:35pm I’ve finished another game of Bejeweled lasting 5:29. That’s today’s quotas satisfied, and I promise I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

Yay, 4th consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 6:20am, and after one pot :P trip, I spent 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*

The teddies and I cuddle and snore for another hour, me waking to use the pot :P once more when PIG mum comes to hit me with the eye goo before leaving for work @ 7:30am. After dad has retucked the teddies and I back into bed and promised to sat quiet so that we could snore in peace, I spend another 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*

Then I had an incredible sleep, with nature not calling again till like 9:20am!! After one more pot :P trip, I spent ten final 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 Besta arrived promptly @ 10am, entered my room and bade me a cheery good morning, Daddy Bear nodded hello @ her. Smart Besta immediately offered us fifteen more minutes, thus saving herself from the wrath of the Bear Bum. XD
  • When Besta came back, I used the pot :P once more for one tinkle and immediately told her about my not one, but TWO dreams this week!
  • After Besta gets me kitted, we head over to the bathroom where I brush teeth. Thanks to Besta who squirts me out some toothpaste; Ela enjoys her once weekly break~
  • After one more tinkle, I wash and dry Era then head out to the gobbling :P table for breakfast. Yay! Dad has left me one whole ham and egg sandwich, meaning I don’t haveta find myself any morning tea; thanks also to Besta who adds some cheese for me. I enjoy my first mug of tea, white and two, and give the teabag a suck. XD My biggest joy, however, is getting to read Paycheque for 1.25 hours! As for Besta, after she empties my stuff and makes my bed for me, she sits and gently massages Ela for about 1.25 hours, yawning constantly. I told her if she fell asleep and started snoring, I’d grab a marker and squiggle all over her face. XD
  • At midday, Besta took me once to the loo for one tinkle. Back @ the gobbling :P table, I read for another 0.25 hours and then tried ringing both aunties from HK, but both dials were busy? I’m guessing they were ringing each other! Instead, I happily read Paycheck for another thirty minutes~
  • At 12:50pm, Besta took me once more to the loo for one tinkle (that’s when I realised I felt like doing a stinky unspeakable).
  • She left me with one yummy bowl of fried rice for lunch (although I realise I don’t really like bean sprouts) and another mug of white tea with two sugars. Over lunch, I watched live Westlife videos on YouTube.
  • After lunch, I walked myself slowly and safely once to the loo and did a stinky unspeakable then online, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
  • Kim’s coming to mind me from 4pm till 6pm. Must remember to gripe @ her for sneaking away early two days ago, huh.
  • Toms: just church, nothing special. Perhaps expect a pissy plodding total from me, coz I can’t see the parents letting me out to have lunch with my peers afterwards. Also braced for a stressful arvo @ the hands of mother. *sigh* But toms night I’m planning to watch the second episode of Australian Spartan, yay! Anyways, hopefully bbl, else hope to see everyone @ church toms!

Cheers,

Em. ^^

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