About a month ago Miss Millie, the dog, woke up and needed to go to the bathroom. I remember getting out of bed and opening up the back door for her to go out, after that I'm not quite sure what happened. All I know is that I woke up the next morning in my roommate's bed. She wasn't home that night thank heavens! ...imagine if she was... weird.
Poor Ash though. (other roommate) She woke up in the middle of the night to get some allergy medicine, saw my bedroom door open, went to check on me and Millie and we were gone! She freaked out looking all over for us. I wouldn't be surprised if she walked the streets looking for us... she's like that. After searching everywhere she finally got the crazy idea to open up Lacy's door and found me and Miss Millie sleeping restfully! :) At least I shut the door???
Oh but just wait! The sleeping tales of what I've put people through get better!
A couple days later, after going to a long movie (that I fell asleep in! I never fall asleep at the theatres!) with my other roomie Lacy, we came home and I was fussy. Too tired to change, but too tired to do anything useful. Millie was playing with her toy under the coffee table so I layed down next to it to play with her. Next thing you know Lacy walks into the room to see the coffee table had swallowd me and I lay half under the coffe table half out. I woke up next to a dog toy and a pair of shoes and was convinced my roommated were playing some cruel joke on me in the middle of the night...
The next week:
Waking up in the middle of the night to let Millie out again, Ash is in the kitchen getting a drink (embarrassed that she is in her sleeping long johns), I walk by and say this,
mumble mumble mumble... "MaRIO cart PLAYathon..."
(capital letter indicate emphasis on that part of word and my influx in pronunciation)
Ash then watches me go to the back door, open it for millie to go out, then go into the bathroom.I wake up only remembering opening the back door... not even waking up and getting out of my bed.
Lacy, Alex, and I are watching TV late one night. I go into my room to fiddly with my new phone while laying on my bed. Next thing they know I'm just jabbering away! Not really making any sense or pronouncing words enough for them to know what my dreams are making me talk about, but loud enough they can hear me over the surround sound of the movie. Later they are in a different room in the house and Alex hears me again. He assumes I MUST be on the phone or something to be talking as much as I am.. NOPE! I'm fast asleep telling all the night creatures that i'm sure live in my room the wonders of my extravigant dreams without even knowing it!
I go to Seattle last week for a nice weekend with Ash and her family. She's a light sleeper and somehow thinks it's a good idea for us to sleep in the same room... sure enough I keep her up with my ramblings of nothingness, just senseless sounds from my mind.
I get to see my boy toy late one evening this past week. We are watching TV with his hand outstretched across my stomach and me resting my hand in his. (awww, how cute!) After a series of violent twitching one of them woke me up and, without being able to control it, my body twitches again. I mumble something about how crazy that was that "I totally was awake and knew I was twitching and couldn't control it!" K laughs at his crazy girlfriend and I quickly fall back asleep. A couple minutes later the mumbles start escaping my lips!
mumble mumble, "I thought you had shampoo in your hand!"
K laughs at me and I ask him, "What?"
"You just said 'I thought you had shampoo in your hand.'" He explains
"Well I did think you had shampoo in your hand!" I tell him as if it's supposed to make sense of the entire situation.
I only remember the part about the twitching. :T
