Hi Lori! I hope you don't find me weird or a stalker or anything like that, but when I looked in the Montana Atheist group, I saw your name. It seemed familiar to me for some reason. I then realized that I spoke to you on the phone about a week ago. I am Troy the guy down in Bozeman who was tying to get you guys to speak to a group of Ukrainians. Do you remember me?
I'll just do what I always do during fights: as soon as he hits me, I'll crumple to the floor and cry--and then when he turns his back to me so that he may face the cheering crowd and pump his fist into the sky in victory, I'll slam him in the back of the head with a folding chair.
We Oregonians may be soft, but we're clever and completely without scruples.
Thanks. It was a real shock to me when it happened. I wasn't ever expecting to lose my faith like I did. I think even though it was sudden that it has a bit more legitimacy because I didn't reach it because of a traumatic event. I've noticed that people who lose their faith in that way tend to be open to an emotional 'born again' reconversion.