The other day in the parking lot I was just talking to a couple friends when this random old guy with a huge beard walked by and just started yelling to us about how hard it would be to move a mountain as fast as a rocket or something and how amazing it is that the world moves the way it does. He was really excited about it and seemed to think we were going to start running around getting everyone else excited about it too. We didn't though. However, we were very excited to have the random guy approach us because it reminded us all of the good ol mission days. We don't have that crazy people magnetic power that we once had.
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Once in Austria this crazy lady started prophesying about me on a tram--in both English and German. It was probably the most awkward moment of my life. Crazy people sure are the spice of life, eh?
Becca I love you because you're helping me bring blogging back in to style. BLOGGING IS SO HOTT RIGHT NOW!
I'm trying to bring commenting back in style.
OH BY THE WAY, I'M SO EXCITED!!!! HAVE YOU HEARD!!!! THE MOUNTAINS ARE MOVING SO FAST!!!
Yeah, if someone said it like that, I'd be pretty pumped too.
One time I met the self-proclaimed "Carribean Angel of Love." She was high as a kite, but hey, she took our pamphlet.
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