I work with a group of women that love clairvouyants, tarot cards, John Edwards (arhhh), angels, spritual healing and all the rest of the crap. They love to tell ghost stories about loved ones coming to them in their sleep and miracles that just can't be coincidences. Eventually I had to tell them that I didn't believe it any of it and prefer not to participate in these discussions as I can only be negative (they seem to be having fun being dillusional) Now whenever the conversation arises it is preluded with..."I know Jo doesn't believe this stuff but...."
I can live with that
I can live with that
"'God is as real as I am', the old man said. I was relieved since I knew Santa wouldn't lie to me."
