When I was younger, my parents switched from the Calvinist church (20 miles away) they'd always attended, to the Baptist Church (just up the road.) The difference wasn't dramatic so much as it was complete, and I fell big time for the evangelical atmosphere. There was 100% less canon law and 100% more moved by the spirit. If you know anything about me, though, you know it didn't stick. But I digress.Every time, seriously, EVERY. SINGLE. TIME I found myself alone, I was sure that the rapture had happened without me, and I was left behind. It was awful, every single time.
Harold Camping must be a very, very sad man.
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I took a sick day Monday, just in case.
jk, jk
I just seriously hope some freak of nature type thing DOESN'T happen so he'll have the ability to (falsly claim) say, "I told you so!"
I had the same thought as Fitsy. With all the natural disasters lately I was hoping some horrible earthquake or tsunami wouldn't occur so he could sit back and consider anything he thought up in that twisted mind to be relevant.
Opened a bottle of really fine wine last evening just in case. Always the pesimist...
Fine wine needs to be enjoyed. It brings you no pleasure sitting in the cellar.
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