Hmm...

Jan 30, 2008 11:24

I dreamt I was in a car and I lost control of it because I fell asleep, even though I wasn't really asleep, just my body was. I was careening into other cars before smashing face first into the car in front of me. I woke up and I had been given telekinetic powers somehow when they operated on my head injury and I ended up with a team of super heros, trying to fight this one, nameless, invisible foe who was killing us off, one by one.

Yay for the dreams where I have no control. Anyone got a dream dictionary?

This morning pretty much started with a fight as Jason asked if I'd be ok with him calling off of work because he's "tired". Why do I care if he calls out? I'm exhausted all the damn time from the sleep apnea, but I get up and do my job. Sure I'd rather him go to work, but if he feels he can't, then fine. Of course his boss didn't buy his excuse and he has to go in anyways. *shrug*
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