ooooh, withholding information. such a terrible person, Queenie... tsk tsk... heh heh heh... It's a secret, why tell anyone? s**t, that's pretty much how i run my whole life. "You weren't there to see it, why should i tell you?" type thing. meeeh.... if you ask about it though i'll tell you... but you have to ask about it specifically. can't ask "what did you do yesterday?" to get me to tell that i ran over a man and didn't stop. You'd have to ask "Did you hit someone driving yesterday?" or "Anything bad happen while you were driving?" HAH oh god i just figured it out, i don't think about my whole day unless you remind me of something i did, then about a two hour chunk that surrounds that moment clears up, but nothing more than that. Oh i stole my dad's moneh. well... i didn't give him the thirty dollars in change back, but technically stealing.