I went to sleep last night, after listening to "Paint the Sky With Stars" an Enya album. Most of which is calm and soothing. I was woken up to my CD player blaring "Paint it Black" by the Rolling Stones. I don't even OWN that CD. My father does, but he left again a few hours before this. I was freaking out, but I got out of bed and turned it off. I just figured that maybe I had put it in my changer once and forgot it, and maybe the cat stood on the remote and turned it on. But the door was closed! There's no way the cat could have done it. So I turned the lights on and read, until I fell asleep again. But this morning I woke up again and EVERY SINGLE ONE of my CD's was on the floor. For that to happen, someone would have had to unload them all from the player...that takes forever!
I am freaking out.