I went into the kitchen this morning to make my daily to-go cup of unbearably strong coffee before taking Sully to school and heading off to work, and was met with a ridiculous mess. Plates stacked on the counter that were originally in the dishwasher, water all over the floor, and shredded coconut strewn everywhere. Sully told me it was like that when he got up (and OF COURSE he didn’t bother to do anything to clean it up… but he’s only 11, so he get’s a free pass for a little while longer). I thought for a minute that our stupid littlest kitty, Daisy Ding Dong Stupid Face, had one of her “late night crazies” sessions where she destroys everything she can get to… but the bag of shredded coconut was closed and neatly sitting in it’s place, and how the fuck is a cat going to take the dishes out of the dishwasher? So I stomped into the bedroom where Brad was still sleeping and asked what he had been up to in the middle of the night that left such a retarded mess for me to clean up. He laughed and told me that it was all me. Big sigh. Sleepwalking strikes again.
Last night, I konked out early while Brad was at band practice. He said when he got home I was out cold, but a little while after he had come to bed I sat up and started babbling. He told me that the whole time he kept asking me if I was awake or not, and he says I insisted that I was awake. Then I apparently marched off to the kitchen for a while… though he doesn’t have any idea what I was doing in there. Ever since we saw the movie “Paranormal Activity”, he refuses to come find me or see if I’m ok if I’m sleepwalking because he says I’m creepy as hell and he’s afraid that I might come lunging around a dark corner at him with a knife. So after I came back into the bedroom, he says I attempted to light a cigarette, and then I went back to sleep. So now my list of night-time adventures is as follows:
- curling up in corners like a dog
- moving furniture
- standing in doorways screaming
- walking aimlessly in circles
- taking off my pajamas and wandering the house
- flinging water and shredded coconut
- unburdening the dishwasher of dirty dishes
- playing with my lighter and trying to smoke
I’m sure there’s more. Much more. I should set up ‘nanny cams’ in my house and turn them on at night like in “Paranormal Activity” to see what I really do. But that might just creep me out too much after how unnerving it was to watch the sleepwalking chick in that movie. God damn that fucking movie.
Aside from that ridiculousness, I should be getting new shirts onto the webstore this week! And I have a bunch of other designs I’m finishing up right now. Slowly but surely, back on track. Yay!
And with that, I will leave you with one of my favorite photos of the week:
I love math people.