All I can say is FREAKING A. Freaking Freaking A dude. I need a new job. My company has reached a new low point in my mind. Yesterday my computer was confiscated, why you might ask, because I had things saved on their that were of personal use. They were terrible selfish things, like, pictures of my dog, documents for my wedding, and the ever virus carrying, picture of my friends new born baby. They freaking took my computer away from me because of these things. The best part, it's not just that they are going to take away my computer and give me a blank one (which they have already done), the head of that computer department, who is technically not even part of our division, he wants to take the information they found on my computer straight to the Director of HR. Is it bad that I think this is funny. Is it bad that I think this is ridiculous, is it bad that I truly don't care what the consequences of me having those things on my computer are. If a company is willing to fire you, or even willing to write you up, over having pictures of a puppy and documents for your wedding on the computer, is that really somewhere you should be working, is that somewhere anyone should be working?
My wedding is so close I can't believe it. Between my mom and Natalie each freaking out beyond levels I've ever seen, I don't think there is any worrying or nervous powers left in the universe for me to even call upon, if I was going to try and feel like that. I'm not nervous at this point, I'm sure I will be on Friday or Saturday, but for now I'm good. I cannot wait to run home every night into Natalie's arms, and her into mine and just feel that peace of being home. I know that the true source of that peace is not Natalie, it's not what will soon be our home, it's not in Winnie (our dog's) cute little faces, the peace I desire rests in God's Hands above, but man, I swear He uses everyone of those things so that we can experience glimpses of the real peace that only comes from Him.
I had lunch with my friend Randy today, I haven't known him terribly long, but I Love him. He's my brother in this fight to enjoy life following Christ, and that's pretty cool. He wants me to be at peace with God, he wants the same for Natalie and we both want that for him and his family. He is a friend, he is a brother, he is a stud. I cannot wait to get to know him better and to walk these crazy paths together.
I am moving this weekend, I can't wait, or wait, yes I can. I hate moving. Moving is a tool of the devil, and I'm not kidding when I say that. People are more vulnerable to say mean things, do dumb things, and get rid of important stuff when they are moving than at any other time in their life. Natalie and I are not at our best individually or as one when we are moving so I cannot wait to be done with this move, because my hope is that when we are done moving each others stuff as separate homes, and we are moving all of our united stuff as ours, it will be better, we'll see how that works out whenever we make our next move.
Well I'm out of things to say for now, I cannot wait to blow this joint at four today, fully prepared to never walk in again, perhaps if I maintain that as my attitude for as long as I'm here it'll be better, who knows. Anyway, can't wait for this, my final weekend as a singe man, the weekend before I have honor of making Natalie my bride, what a great thought, those are thoughts that make me think, freaking a, I'm a lucky guy, and make the thoughts of silly work things go away, thanks God, I appreciate those thoughts....out...