Friday Post 322c

Good evening and potentially one final greeting for tonight! Firstly, Em's potential potential final, final plodding total for Friday now stands @ only 850; secondly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'What Comes Next?' and thirdly, the potential final, final spam count for the week's now twenty-eight. Righteo, potential final, final events for tonight?

• Now @ 6:17pm I've played one more game of Bejeweled lasting 5:47. That's today's quotas satisfied, and now I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD Actually, I further promise not to play again until toms, coz earlier this arvo I already played one memorable game lasting 7:01!
• She comes back to help with nothing bar Elf's AFO straps and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over to the bathroom to brush teeth (poor Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for just one tinkle, coming out to the gobbling :P table when I realise I feel like doing a stinky unspeakable.
• 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. 
• Breakfast is the yummy coconut custard bun (it's just vanilla custard with coconut shavings on top), all my usual drugs :P and one full mug of water. Over breakfast,  I spent 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*
• Breakfast finished, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo, again
  rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. There, I do a stinky unspeakable, also leaning fully against the side rail and 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!
• Tiffany came to give Ela a session of OT. She also told me about one handed touch-typing; think I'll try that soon! Currently, with one hand I type only around 30WPM ... pathetic, I know. >< *sigh*
• PIG mum went to pickup our takeaway lunch then left to buy groceries from Woolies.
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^