tonight feels weirdly like everyone has fallen off the face of the earth. i'm not sure why i'm getting that sense, but i am. it is very, very strange.
it could possibly be that we got our hands on season 3 of lost last night, and we've watched six episodes since 11 p.m. yesterday.
ellie is still here though.
at least i know the rapture hasn't taken place. even if i may have been transported to a deserted island, that just happens to look exactly like san angelo, without my knowledge.
(fingers crossed that that statement was theologically sound. babies who do not yet have the ability to accept or deny Jesus as their Savior will be leaving at the rapture, right?)