The Sleep Chronicles

Last night,

Stacy was sound asleep and I was at the computer (MAC) doing some work. Somewhere between 12:00 am and 1:00 am, Stacy shot up (undertaker/ala/exorcist style) started looking around with her mouth dropped open, and basically scared the shit out of me, again. It was a goodie, though! She looked around the room for a clean 7 seconds (not bad hang time), fully asleep. I walked over to her on the couch and asked her if she was okay. She replied,

"I hate when I lose time."

I'm not sure if she actually saw the clock and was responding to that, but it made for yet another interesting night.

I was tortured, myself, last night as I yet again had the I can't find a place to pee dream. For about a solid two hours I'd go from place to place, seeking an establishment that would allow me to use their facilities. Every place denied me. Evenually, at 5:00 am, I awoke with a painstaking urge to use the bathroom. Yet again, this dream was simply my body trying to awake me to take care of business. There is no worse feeling when you are just awaking!