Wednesday Post 482b

 Heylo again, good evening and potentially one final greeting for tonight! Em's potential final, final plodding total for Wednesday now stands @ 3475. Lol, will have cracked 3.5 grand before the night's out, I'm sure! Righteo, potential, final events for tonight?

• Breakfast was one bowl of the less-yummy (so sticky) bird food (what Dr. Ku calls All-Bran XD) very lightly sprinkled with some Minus :P, one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast lvery lightly smeared with avocado and very lightly sprinkled with salt, 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*
• After breakfast, since dad's busy doing his puzzle, I happily read for just over fifty-five minutes!
• Before leaving for grocery shopping with dad, I sit once more over the loo. 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!
• Dad tootles us off to Rochedale Coles for grocery shopping. Since he'd told me to bring Green Sticky along, I'd hoped we could push the trolley together but dad pushed the trolley himself and ordered that I walk ahead. >< Thankfully, I didn't stack it!
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^