Good evening again and one final greeting for tonight! Firstly, Em's final, final plodding total for Friday mow stands @ 2105 (sweet I'm over two grand XD) and secondly, the final., final spam count for the week's now thirty-six. Righteo, final, final events for tonight?
- When I was summoned over for dinner, I used the loo for one tinkle and then walked myself slowly and safely to the gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- After the usual dinner, I was ready to return online, but for dad who demanded I sit on the couch and what the first half of the Eels and Sea Eagles match. *sigh*
- Only twelve minutes into the match, Tum Tum rumbled and I excused myself to the toilet and did my THIRD stinky unspeakable. I just did three a day very recently (like three days ago) but aren't worried coz Mr. Google says it's normal to poop anywhere between three times a day and three times a week.
- At half time, I used the loo for one last tinkle and walked myself slowly and safely back online, again and always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Toms: day six home isolation. Usually dad cooks ham and eggs on Saturday ... will miss the cheese, toast cooked crunchy with butter and three mugs of white tea with two sugars, though!
- Can hopefully read The Silver Brumby book for awhile~
- Oh, and we've gotta vote via telephone!
- Righteo, hope everyone has a smashing weekend ahead!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
P.S. But since PIG mum brought me one full mug of water that I gulped down before doing my third stinky unspeakable for today, nature suddenly called and I visited the loo once more! Real, final, final plodding total for Friday: 2187.
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