okay.. so you know life is good when..
when with insomnia comes mutual goofiness… after Adult Swim, after Daria, and after all the Electronica we could handle on Music Choice, we lay side by side in darkness wide awake yet SO freaking tired. The clock is approaching the 3am mark. My alarm was set to go off at 6:30am, a fact which is probably just contributing to my stress at not being sleepy.
“Why can’t we sleep?” he asks…
“Try closing your eyes…”
“They’ve been closed for a while.”
“Well, then try shutting up.”
“I can’t…”
“Shhhhhhhh!”
“But..”
“Shhhhhhh!”
*lengthy Dr. Evilish “Shhhhh!” exchange is made, which includes me aiming my “Shhh” right into his ear and him complaining about how loud it is, and me trying to hold him still so I can Shhhh! into his ear, he wonders if I’ve sprung a leak, and thus can’t stop the Shhhh!…. and hilarity ensues until we are both laying there side by side, still in the dark, now panting for air, and still wide awake.
“You know,” I say, “When my niece and I used to have insomnia when she would stay over, we’d play name that tune. You do some song lyrics and I’ll try to name the song.”
*Hrm… he is thinking about it silently. It takes so long I wonder if the task has made him fall asleep at last, but a moment later, out of the darkness I hear lyrics from “Hurts So Good”… and from there, it just went downhill. =) Including a round of “footloose” and so much giggling that I was certain our roommates would soon come in to investigate our early morning insanity. There were many long *thinking* pauses between songs, which just eventually turned into sleep… somewhere after 4am.
Silly boy. =) Haven’t had that much fun in a while.
schlemaggle has made a Comment
it’s good to know there is some silliness going on in the next room over, that’s it not just always us laughing at something ridiculous at some ridiculous hour.
heh. this may be too much info…but, i heard from a source close to your friend that, when he came to bed last night and i was already asleep, he climbed under the covers and was greeted by a rather putrid odor. i think it was probably his dirty socks, but he claims that i “got him good” by “farting in my sleep for god-knows-how-long” before he came to bed. he says he poked me in the side to make sure i was alive, because it smelled like i had, and i quote, “sold my ass to the devil”. i, of course, have no recollection of this and insisted that he made up this outrageous story. however, upon his insistance that it was indeed true, all i could say was, “hey. i warned you. i told you all day long that my stomach was hurting.”
July 29, 2002 @ 7:40 am
flerly has made a Comment
Aha.. so you found the dead rodent I hid under your bed. Excellent.
Girl, you fell asleep before Adult Swim was over AGAIN! You’re Aqua Teen Hunger Force and Sea Lab 2021 quote knowledge has to be severely lacking.
July 29, 2002 @ 8:06 am