Heylo again and please excuse the first post; you know I still
get too excited whenever I get the chance to post before midday . XD Firstly, my final, final plodding total from Thursday’s
actually 1376; secondly, today I’ve only been hard @ work plodding 304 steps (coz
obviously, I’ve not left the house yet); thirdly, TWFT topic’s ‘Jabez (4) and
fourthly, the spam count for the week’s twelve. Anyways, let’s start off with
last night’s events first!
- When dearest dad arrived home, reheated dinner and called me over, I walked myself slowly and safely once to the loo for one tinkle and back to the gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
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- After dinner, icrashed on the couch to watch the Broncos and Bulldogs NRL match! I couldn’t decide who to cheer for: Broncos coz they’re my home team, or Bulldogs coz I attended Canterbury College for high school and if they lost this match, they were most likely outta the finals!
- At halftime, I visited the loo once. The Broncos were losing by eight! Dad, Bear Bear and I were all watching; I screeched for PIG mum to hurry up, come down and show her support else if we lost I’d blame her. XD
- We fun! It was a controversial call: I think Boyd was ruled to have been shoved in the back inside the in goal area? We took the two~
- I used the loo once more, noted down my final, final plodding total for Thursday, quickly did each Lumosity brain game once then let PIG mum boot me off to bed. Zzz~
Today: yay, awesome sleep last night! Nature tried calling
shortly before dawn when the noisy garbage truck thundered down our road to
start tipping bins, but I persuaded her to lemme fall asleep again and not call
until the sun had fully risen, which was 7:10am
and dad clanged his cutlery against his bowl/plate while eating breakfast.
After one loo trip, I spent the ten minutes till 7:20am 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*
- I don’t fall back asleep before dearest dad comes to kiss me bye before leaving for work; once he’s gone, I give myself fifteen more minutes then get myself up.
After brushing teeth (Ela rejoices that she’ll get one extra
break this week), I did a stinky unspeakable, 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 walked 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 was half the delicious bacon and egg bun I bought
yesterday from Sunni Bakery with Kim plus one mug of milk. Over breakfast, I spend
about 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!
- Breakfast finished, 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.
- PIG mum’s just gotten up; she’s given me back Wally, hit me with the eye goo and lemme have my drugs. :P The new iron tablets are HUGE! They’re black and really long!
- Seeing Ray for some massage and acupuncture in the early arvo; bet PIG mum can’t wait to yap ceaselessly @ him. XD
- Aunty
Lucia’s coming to mind me for one hour around
- Tonight: should I watch the Cowboys match?
- Toms:
expect a super-pissy plodding total from me, coz I’m not going out. Besta’s
coming to mind me from
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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