i finished eating lunch just now. since sarah is sharing a room with me over here at the apartment, sometimes in the night she says i start talking. well, last night, she said i was snoring. here's the stuff i don't remember, what she told me.
apparently, i sat up in bed and looked at the ceiling and stuff like that. and this is in the middle ofe the night.
sarah: what are you doing?
me: looking at the ceiling.
sarah: why?
Me: i dunno.
this is what i remember.
after i said this, i lay back down but i missed my pillow. sarah laughs.
sarah: you were snoring. it was like sleeping next to a lion.
me: i tend to do that when i'm sick.
then i fell asleep. it's pretty funny, really. on sunday night, apparently sarah turned off the light (i went to sleep early) and i sat right up in bed and looked around. i can't remember this though. it's funny though.
sarah: go back to sleep.
me: no.
Sarah: go to sleep.
me: fine!
me: you know what would be funny? kraft dinner.
this is just weird, yet cool. just think. i talk to nobody in the middle of the night. and who knows what i say?