Thursday, October 24, 2019

Friday Post 289b

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, today I've been hard @ work plodding only 336 steps (coz obviously, I've not left the house yet); secondly, TWFT topic's 'Understanding Our Heavenly Father (2)' and thirdly, the spam count for the week's thirty-three but fourthly and way most importantly, I'm still owed FORTY-TWO MINUTES online after I get back home this arvo!! Anyways, events for today?
  • For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 10:36, I lasted 6:43. Now, lemme play ne more game lasting in between five and six minutes, and I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
  • Yay, 3rd consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature did call @ 5am when the noisy garbage truck THUNDERED down our road to tip bins but I was feeling really sleepy still and asked my bladder could I lease sleep some more? Promise I'll use the pot :P when you next call! She said yes, and so Shirley and I cuddled and snored happily till 6:05am~
  • After relieving myself, I spent the ten minutes till 6:15am 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* Actually, since PIG mums holidaying in HK right now, I'm enjoying a bit of holiday myself! XD
  • Shirley and I cuddled and snored, me waking hourly until Kim announced her arrival fractionally after 8am. While she doesn't bid me good morning like Besta does, she @ least knows to tell me fifteen more minutes and not suggest I get up, else Shirley will give her the bear bum. XD
  • When she comes back fifteen minutes later, we get me kitted then I head over to the bathroom to brush teeth before I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also leaning fully 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 Gods near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. 
  • Breakfast is half a bowl of plain porridge, one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast with half a slice of cheese, one small mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one small mug of white tea sweetened with one spoonful of honey. 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!  Cheers,
    Em. ^^
 
Cheers,
Em. ^^
P.S. Seven's morning news was read aloud by Sally Bowrie. All the interesting surnames I saw: Brokenshire, Kadak, Hagan, Melverton and Finch. 1AUD = 68.13USc.
Jim Wilson read the sports report and Angie Asimus read the weather forecast. Brisbane toms: 17-30.

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