|Cat Scratch Fever|
I really hate that this keeps happening over and over again. How could I lose my memory like that?
I thought I had to be to work this morning at 7:30; but it turns out I didn't have to be here until 9. Fink was in the testing lab, and I told him I was gonna run home for a little bit to get things, he refused to let me go. I mean, I could have just left and it would have been fine. He can't get me in trouble for going home when I'm not even supposed to be here-but I figured it was just a waste of gas anyway.
I hate Fink. He drives me fucking nuts.
Everyone keeps asking me to put the wedding on hold. Why? Because YOU'RE unsure of what I'm doing? I'm not. I'm 100% sure of what I'm doing and I'm getting married to the greatest man I've ever known. I'm not hesitating. I'm not having any second thoughts. I'm not getting cold feet. I haven't once gotten any kind of cold feet about getting married. I know he's my "soul mate" so to speak. I understand people's concerns and I'm trying to be as understanding as humanly possible, but this is something I'm completely sure of and I'm refusing to back down for a cause solely based on other people's fear. I'm not afraid.
I'm glad that Adam's parents are accepting and supporting our decision to go ahead with the wedding at the planned time. My parents are outrageously messed up. It's nice to know that they're supportive of their children. I'm feeling more and more comfortable with them everytime I see them. It's refreshing.
I guess that's all I have to say at the moment. I apologize to anyone that I've neglected. It's just hard for me to do everything and my mind has been falling apart in a good way, but horrible for all the friends I've been neglecting to hang out with.