Haha, I doubt it was even on.Originally Posted by whaywardj
I was all about doing shit in my sleep. I woke up one night when I was about 13 with my feet dangling out of my bedroom window. Butt on the sill. Don't know what I was doing, but raindrops on my legs woke me up. Had a bout with night terrors too, too much "stuffing the closet" when I was little.
Here's another good one, combining sleep with having to go.
Junior Prom. Stayed up all night of prom. Went to Cedar point the next day. 3 hour bus ride home that night. I was deliriously exhausted. The last I knew I was sleeping in my seat, head on girlfriend's shoulder. But I woke up to her tugging my arms at the front of the bus. Apparently, shortly after falling asleep, I started walking up and down the aisle of the bus. Reciting calculus formulas and assigning everyone systems of numbers for their bags and belongings. Most people were sleeping, but some witnessed. Then I walked to the front of the bus, opened someone's cooler which was piled on the front seat. Climbed myself up on the pile and proceeded to squat into the open cooler. Girlfriend woke me just as I was grabbing the button on my pants.