Its official... I fabricated 1/2 a day :S

SO! The other morning, I briefly awoke to my parents talking loudly on teh stairs. I grumbled to my self about thats why I dont' leave more door open, blah blah blah. Overheard somthing about Dad going back on graveyards, and they were both less than pleased with the idea. Woke up, did some stuff around the house, and talked to my mom on the phone before we go home, and she mentioned how Dad was going back on graveyards, and I told her i had heard from when I woke up... So this friday, Dad went to work... on dayshift. When I asked my mother why this was, she said b/c that is the shift he works. I pointed out that she had recently told me he was going back on graveyards and SHE thought I was crazy. Turns out we'd never had that conversation, mom and dad didn't have that conversation on the stairs, Dad is NOT going back to graveyards... I must have dreamt it all! And THAT is why i'm always so tired... I dont sleep at night, i dream about other possible outcomes in my life.

In other news, leaving work tonight I got my car stuck and had to get 2 coworkers to help me out :S ssooooo embarrassing. *sigh* good night everyone!!