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[apocalypsos]

Last night, I sat down on the edge of the bed to do something, keeled over, and went right to sleep. I seriously don't think normal people have this sort of narcoleptic reaction to bedding, even if it is bedding. And I've done this before, too ... just sat right down on a bed and fallen asleep as soon as I've put butt to bedspread.

I suppose there are worse bedtime habits I could have, though, like sleepwalking through small villages and sacrificing their goats to Cthulhu or voting conservative or something. My first college roommate once told me that one night I sat bolt upright in bed in my sleep and screamed at the top of my lungs. I don't even want to know what that dream entailed, but I imagine it had something to do with a garden hose shoved up my nose with the other end attached to a cement mixer full of prune juice.

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[opportunemoment.livejournal.com]

Ooh! Another person who falls asleep on beds! I did that a lot at uni last year. At home my bed is waaay up off the ground, so I don't sit on it, but at uni it was a) at sitting height and b) almost the only sitting surface I had, and I was constantly sitting on it to put my socks on and waking up warm and comfortable and rested but very, very late for something.

I've only talked in my sleep once or twice and I dunno what I said other than I think it was about bananas. anotherusedpage, on the other hand, once got out of bed at my house, crossed the room carrying her duvet and without knocking over any of the cans of paint/still wet chest of drawers, curled up on my beanbag, and then woke up and screamed because she didn't know where she was. It was really, really funny.