Alright! That being said, moving on. Strange dreams. I am thinking it was a result of the hypoglycemia but like... I dreamt I was still at work but part of work was now a school... and this table of like 8 women kept ordering and ordering and ordering and were complaining about the all children. It wasn't just younger children, there were older teenagers there too and they were asking me to help them with their math and other stuff and suprisingly enough, I could. However, then I suddenly thought that I had a bunch of a assignments due and remembered I had to clean my dorm room... so I went through this back wall that is nothin' like anything in the real restaurant, to talk to Britt who was flirting with the dishwasher who had a really heavy accent of some kind. She told me she'd help and stuff so I was all appeased and thennnn... the posse of 20 boys that we saw at Perkins two nights ago showwed up and one in particular *cough* said, "Hey, I remember you..." and started talking to me about bands, and eventually I left to go on a walk with him. Just walked straight out of work and no one cared... at which point I woke up with a resounding, WTF?
Also... as a side note...For those of you that knew I went to the hospital last night and were worried, fear no more. I'm home now, and a-ok, save for minor emotional grievances.