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[timepiececlock]

So I stayed up really late last night. Like 5am. Then I got up at 7am and took my poddle to get his fur cut at this little grooming place. Then I went straight home and slept till about 1:15 pm.

At about 3pm the old lady calls from the groomers and asks if anyone's going to come pick up Shadow. I said "Uh...sure. I'll come over now. Did you call earlier to say he was done?" She said yeah. I shrugged and went to go pick him up.

While I was there I asked her if she'd left a message because there weren't any on the machine. She said, no, she talked to me.

I stared for a second and kinda blinked. "Umm. I don't think so. I don't remember any such conversation." She insists that she did. I say, "No, that's very strange. Did you call the wrong number? Because I'm the only one home and I slept for several hours right when I came home."

She said the person she talked to sounded kind of out of it, or drugged or something, and had promised to be over in an hour. Which, I guess, was like 2 hours ago. I still have absolutely NO recollection of any of this. I did not wake up for any phone calls, because if I had I would have just gotten up and come to pick him up right then.

I finally gave up and went back to my car, carrying Shadow and thinking furiously.

God, what other phone conversations have I been having while I was asleep?

It's enough to make a person kinda nervous.

Comments

[caille.livejournal.com]

Uh-oh. Does this mean you won't be sending the money I asked for? Because you said "yes" when I called, and I rilly rilly need it.

[rashaka.livejournal.com]

Ur...no. But aren't you all like...an adult and stuff? Why are you asking me for money? >P

[caille.livejournal.com]

Oopsie.

All along, my intention was to shield you from the fact that, although I am old, the "wise" part of the equation seems to have gotten left out. Or maybe it fell out when the train of history rounded a curve.

I am an unsuccessful adult. It happens. Don't let it happen to you! I will be your Poster Adult.

But I can't really take money from my 'shaka, Queen of the Desert. So just think good thoughts, okay? I will think good thoughts for you, too.

[rashaka.livejournal.com]

I will be your Poster Adult.

Awww... a poster adult of my very own! ::snuggles:: ::pets:: How cute!

I'll take those good thoughts, and sell them for beaucoup bucks! After all, I don't want to turn out like my ...poster adult!

((though you're sweet and clever and friendly, so I deem you a successful adult human being))

[irfikos.livejournal.com]

this has happened to me a lot. i think (i hope!) that i have always woken up at some point during a conversation. it's usually when someone calls while i'm sleeping. especially if i'm sleeping at a time that i don't usually sleep.

once, roomie was acting really pissed off at me and i had no idea why. when i finally confronted him, he told me that i had been really bitchy to him earlier. i had no idea what he was talking about. finally we deduced that he had come to the door of my bedroom to ask me a question. apparently we had an extended conversation, during which the bitchiness occurred. i have no recollection of the conversation at all.

but i did have a very vivid dream at that time in which i was battling an evil queen (the evil queen somehow personified as roomie) and despite stabbing her/him in the eye with a candle, s/he just wouldn't die.

so... no wonder i was bitchy to him, i guess. he was an evil queen who wouldn't die.

(i also apparently punched a guy out in my sleep. yet another reason why i shouldn't date.)

[rashaka.livejournal.com]

apparently we had an extended conversation, during which the bitchiness occurred. i have no recollection of the conversation at all.

I've had this experience with my mom, especially in those school quarters where I have late classes and get to sleep in. She visits around 7:00 and talks to me, apparently with real, coherent, conversation, and later I don't remember it. But... I've never done that one a _phone_ before. I have to really seriously lean out of my bed to reach the phone.

... no wonder i was bitchy to him, i guess. he was an evil queen who wouldn't die.

That's funny. I wish I remembered my dreams more so I could relish humorous stuff like that.

[octopedingenue]

Once in high school home sick for the day, I was woken by a furious phone call from my older sister (who was off at college at the time). She started yelling at me immediately, and I realized she was chewing me out for hanging up on her. She claims that I'd answered the phone, listened to her talk for five minutes, then "laughed evilly" at her and hung up.


...I hope no one else important called that day.

[rashaka.livejournal.com]

then "laughed evilly" at her and hung up

::cackles:: Oh, you wicked thing! I've never laughed evilly while asleep, that I know of. From what I gather from my parents I'm the sort who agrees to anything or nods at the right moments just to get you to go away as soon as possible. Of course, they could be lying and I wouldn't remember . ;)