Yet another nightmare-ridden night. For a change, nothing about smoking, though, there is a bright side! I figgered that the hospital would call early this morning, but they didn't call until almost noon, and I've only done three patients today. This is realy weird, because there's nobody else there to do CTs... they just haven't needed hardly any today. That's OK by me, though. My three trips back and forth were enough, and I got about six hours pay for it. After my first trip I noticed that the hood on the truck looked funny... I had driven the car, so I went over to look at it. Yep, the hood was bent on both sides, like it had been hit. But there was really no other damage, just the buckled hood. Last night when I came home for the last time, Andy and Karla were here. Well, they weren;t really *here*, but their vehicles were, and I parked behind Karlas SUV. She must've backed up and buckled my hood, and she probably didn't even notice it. I can't think of anything else that could've happened, since there were no skid marks or any other indication that anyone else had hit it... and it was just a little hit. If a drunk would've hit it there would have been a lot of damage, and it wouldn't have been hit square... O'well. I really need a new vehicle anyway, maybe I should start looking. I still haven't got the clutch fixed either... Tired again tonight, though, even if I didn't hardly do anything... work in the morning as usual, then call again until Wednesday morning...