Sunday Post 289

Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1641 steps; secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘A Father’s Prayer” and thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s fifteen. Anyways, events for today?

• For my first game f Bejeweled ending @ 2:50pn, I lasted 6:02. “Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between five and six minutes, and I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• Now @ 3:19pm I’ve played one more game of Bejeweled lasting 5:42. That’s today’s quotas satisfied, and I now promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• Woo hoo, 18^TH consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until what I saw was 7:20am, and after one pot :P trip I was gonna spend ten minutes beginning the first part of my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, but how come PIG mum entered my room five minutes early @ 7:25am? Turns out my clock time has slowed! But didn’t she only change the battery like very recently? PIG mum says perhaps it’s time to buy a new clock for me~
• So after PIG mum helps me exceedingly slightly with the bra strap and a tee (because dearest dad hasn’t left for church yet) she leaves me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first. I also spend ten minutes (take two) 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*
• PIG mum comes back to help with only Elf’s AFO straps and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth (por Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also leaning fully against the side rail and spending 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*
• After washing and drying Era, I walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling :P table, rising above His near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. 
• After getting myself a spoon, breakfast is some porridge with one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast ripped into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one small half mouthful of milk. Over breakfast, I spent another 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!

• When PIG mum came downstairs and said let’s go, I turned on the alarm and climbed into the backseat of the 4WD. PIG mum tootled us off to church.

• I used the loo for one tinkle by myself on arrival then entered Bible study class.

• About seven students attended today; we’re still covering the ten commandments. I’m just wondering about the 2^nd greatest commandment, love your neighbour as yourself: since I most definitely don’t love myself, does that mean I don’t haveta love my neighbour? Also, why’s calling someone ‘moron’ punishable by hellfire? Nowadays, it’s not such a terrible insult …

• Afterwards, I used the loo for one tinkle by myself again, grabbed some morning tea and took a seat.

• Quite early, PIG mum ordered me to haul myself upstairs to service. I understand; she’s eager to get to her very informal ‘fellowship’ (dunno why she calls a coffee and gossip session that, but hey XD0 with the other aunties who can’t be bothered attending Bible Study like my dearestdad does.

• Yay, I got to stay seated for worship again! I sang everything I knew, plus the harmony for one song but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. >< Oh, Ela and Era also clapped along for one song~

• Speaker today was Pastor Chris; today he began a new sermon series entitled Shame Of Thrones.

• After communion and one more loo trip for me, PIG mum tootled us off to the Warrigal Square Macas to meet dearest dad for luch.

• We saw Mr. Doug! He wandered in to say bye and told me he often eats @ the Sunnybank Hills Sports And Community Club.

A cheap five buck meal for dearest dad and me; PIG mum ate nuggets and traded me one for several chips. After lunch I happily read the Sunday Mail for awhile.
Cheers,
Em. ^^