Short and sweet that is the name of this post! I recently just purchased my own domain name for my blog so instead of nateswords.blogspot.com my new address is nateswords.com. Of course you may still use the old address if that is how you prefer to receive your Nate fix.

I plan on updating some features on my site such as adding a seperate mobile section and a seperate music section!
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Anyway everyone have a good weekend and stay tuned!

I am an old soul, I like to go to bed early and I like to think about my retirement. I cannot wait to get an AARP card, really who doesn't want things on the cheap? I know that I will not have a complaint when my AARP card gets me 1.56% of my Holiday Inn Express room at the spritely age of 65! I love to go to bed early mainly because I wake up early every weekday to go to the gym and try to get in shape. I just feel that going to bed at eight pm is better than staying up and watching TV mindlessly, at least with sleep I am doing good for my body. I receive much criticism for this practice, really I couldn't care less about my critics but I have to ask, what really is the benefit of staying up late on a weeknight unless you are being productive? Further still one could argue that even though you work tirelessly at night your performance will be hindered the next day due to a lack of sleep. I do know how to have a good time and stay up late so on the weekends of course I let loose stay up late and sleep in. Really I guess what I am trying to say is shut off the television put down the book and go to bed! I shoot for nine hours of sleep a night, which means I usually get seven or eight hours since I always seem behind on my nightly tasks. Try it and I promise you that you will have more time to enjoy life!

I will keep you all informed, thanks!

Oh and POST SCRIPT:
I am not being intolerant or unloving of people who are Christians and intolerant of other people's way of life, sorry if that is how is came across. I love everyone!

I am from Omak, I know that some people will be thinking, "Omak, what the f*** is that!" Well Omak is where I grew up, there is much history in that town for myself and some of it I love to re-live while other parts I would prefer to shun.
When people ask me, "Nate what was it like to grow up in such a small town?" I usually answer, "It was like growing up in a Gold Fish bowl, everyone knows your business even if you do it behind the sunken ship and bubbling treasure chest." Really the town was just large enough where you didn't quite know every single person but were acquainted with most of the residents. You always seemed to run into those people while buying hemorrhoid cream which brings up the awkward, "Hi! How are you? Good, how are you? Good (pause) well good to see you. Bye."

I do need to add an addendum to my first paragraph since I just finished a tangent, I don't ever want to forget or change anything from my past, I may wish that I never had to go through certain experiences but it is those experiences that make me what I am, and so far I like that person.
To continue, in Omak I was deeply involved in a church body, active in ministry and leadership. Using the word "active" to describe my involvement probably is not the best word I would have to say, to be whole-heartedly engrossed in it would be more accurate I would say; I did enjoy almost every minute of my time though. Somewhere along the way of my involvement I really started to see a duty more than passion for the cause of Christ, and really the view was not just my own, everyone else involved seemed to think that it was my duty and made it known.

Where I am going with is to say that even though I felt that I had a righteous duty to perform acts of ministry, really I was only trying to keep the status quo. After so much time and energy spent combined with the pressure of others be involved constantly it caused me to "fall away" one might say, but I would describe it as enlightenment. I see that Jesus gave us two commandments, to love God and love each other. I do both of those, I may not show my love for God through ministry and I may not even show my love to the same god that everyone else does. There is too much grey area in Christianity, who truly comprehends the Bible and can say definitively what the one true way is, I trust no man on this earth to tell me and only god (whoever that may be) to speak the truth.

Who can describe what God is, or who can accurately say what his desires for man are; I trust that there is a god, but what he wants from us I do not know. I have a hard time listening to men in pulpits trying to tell me how my life should look for God and for now, God or god has not spoken to tell me that the way I do things is wrong. I respect my agnostic version of the almighty and I always strive to show respect and love to my fellow man. Everyone can say what they think is right or what they may know to be right but who has any credibility when you are the only person who knows the true intentions of your heart, whether or not you have salvation or have just put on a facade. I am just examining myself and I feel that where I am is right for me, I am not about determining an absolute.

I am a pretty flexible person when others need me, such as at work, school, and my friends--possibly I am too felxible because people do tend to try and take advantage of my good nature in some areas of my life, of course this is not all of the time and is not predominately true for the majority of my friends.

Perhaps I should elaborate on my previous paragraph; the date is May 13th 2009 and the time is about 4:30 pm I am at work and just about to make my way in the managers office of my branch to ask a simple question about my upcoming schedule. On the way there I did get waylayed, only for a moment by a co-worker, we had a pleasant conversation. I strolled into her office she as always seemed thrilled to see me, as she should have been, I was only asking a simple question, to see if I could leave early the day before my scheduled vacation time at the end of this month. When asked she seemed puzzled, and was not informed that I had planned to take any time off (this is not my normal location, my actual supervisor had approved the vacation not her) but actually needed me to stay a few extra days that would totally squash any hopes of having my beloved time off. After I worked some of my magic and used my devilish good looks we had come to an agreeable compromise. I had had specific plans around this vacation time to go to lunch during my time off with a co-worker who had recently transferred, since we always work the same hours but do not have similiar lunches, this was not going to be possible. We were planning to go to the new Red Lobster that is opening on the 25th of May, we moved the date to next month, and this is why my vacation was so important.

Some people may see flexibilty as having a personality to only please people so that I have no confrontational situations. I see it purely as the ability to be flexible to meet the needs of others, I would consider that to be selfless not a pleaser. I forbode you to look at me as a pushover, I do not let people walk all over me, if I see something that is intolerable I will always speak up and stand my ground.

For sure the manager had no intention in taking advantage of my good nature, in fact she was quite the opposite and was extremely accomodating to my requests in order to reach a suitible compromise. I know that other friends of mine have no such intention either, at least in the beginning, when the time comes people to follow with plans or commitments and something else is easier or sounds more entertaining, that is when I become taken advantage of (not sexually of course.)

All in all people will always have flaws and always those flaws will show through when tensions are the highest, situations are the toughest, and decisions are the hardest. I guess it is up to those flexible people in the world to balance everyone out.

An interesting thing happened to me last weekend; I would have written sooner but this took my by surprise.

So let me set up the scene, Saturday evening, one of my best friends is set to come over around six pm, whom I have not seen in weeks. Six o’clock rolls around and sure enough she comes over, we talk, we laugh, just as we used to back in the day (three weeks ago). Somehow I upset her extremely, how, I do not know, but what I do know is that she is now not speaking to me.

Let’s fast-forward now, to three hours later, another friend of mine is set to visit me. She comes over we talk, we laugh, just as we used to back in the day (8 months ago). This time I do not upset her, and decide that we need to go to Target, because who does not love Target!

While we are shopping through the store, my thoughts are, “We are having such a jubilant time, I am glad that we were able to find time to spend together!” We leave Target (I think I should get ad-revenue from Target for this) and start to drive back to my home. The setting is dark, Saturday night, and traffic is manageable, somehow the topic changes and she lays a hard truth on me that I am critical, cynical, and far too sarcastic; it is not that she has not seen me for eight months due to lack of free time, it is that she has avoided me for eight months due to my criticality. The bomb was dropped! I have no idea what to say, she profusely apologizes as I tell her that she has done nothing wrong.

This last week I have been very depressed—melancholy is more suitable I suppose, maybe a mix between the two. So much so anyway that I have sulked in the dark and drank an entire bottle of Pinot Grigio, admittedly not the most intelligent thing to do on any night before I must work the next morning, but I did. Talking this over with the greatest person in the world via Skype, Sarah (not Chuck Norris, though I wish.)

Sarah is unfathomably incredible; she can be abrasive as she always speaks her mind, which is something that I admire to now end. Normally I am the same way, and I feel that is what got me into the debacle with my friends, as Sarah and I talked I realized that yeah I may be a critical person but if someone cannot take the truth than just maybe they are not my friends.

I fully feel that I am done with being depressed, I have come to accept of myself that I am a person that says what I feel and speaks my mind, and I content if people can’t deal with what I am, who really needs friends anyway?

I am feeling tremendously introspective and so my post is being cut off here in hopes that no one will get sick of me. I hope to post again soon, peace out everyone.