Friday Post 282b

Good evening and probably one final greeting for tonight! Firstly, Em’s probable final, final plodding total for Friday’s now 1460 (but I’m pretty sure I’ll have cracked 1.5 grand before the night’s out) and secondly, the probable final, final spam count for the week’s now twenty. Righteo, events for today?

• Woo hoo, 10^TH awesome consecutive sleep last night! Nature tried calling when the noisy garbage truck thundered down our road before dawn, but I persuaded my bladder to lemme fall back asleep and not call again until after the sun had risen enough for me to see the clock on my wall, which wasn’t till 7:05am
• At 5:55pm I’ve finished one game of Bejeweled lasting 5:57. Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

After one loo trip, I tried to fall asleep again before dearest dad came to kiss me bye and leave for work @ 7:50am, but that didn’t happen. That’s okay, I just used the pot :P once more when he kissed me bye and retucked Daddy Bear and I back into bed before leaving for work; before returning to sleep I also spent ten minutes 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*

• Daddy Bear and I cuddled and snored, me waking again for the pot :P shortly before PIG mum begins her a-THUMPING around upstairs. Shortly, she’s let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo (as taught, after she poked me in the face, I turned and droned with utmost insincerity, “Good morning, thank-you and please gimme some eye goo”) and helped me exceedingly slightly with a bra strap before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I do after giving myself fifteen more minutes first.

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*

• Now @ 6:32pm I’ve finished another game of Bejeweled lasting 6:24. That’s today’s quotas satisfied, and I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD Actually, I further promise not to play again until toms, because I’ve played one more lasting sth like 8:16!
• Oh, Joni’s devotional topic’s ‘Let Me Not Shrink’.
• 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.
• Argh, fingers crossed I can bbl, coz I’m still owed FIVE MINUTES online!!

Cheers,

Em. ^^