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Where'd this all come from? I mean, yeah, it's not normal (as in, it doesn't happen that often), but so what? A lot of people here aren't normal.

Because it's about how he can hear what Spanky mutters in his sleep! It's just a whole mental tableau that... should not be in my head. I can't UN-read the thread, can I?

I mean, one of them could just move to the third stateroom on the helipad tower, but ...

All I'm going to say is that this setup was a lot more swell and dandy until the boy moved back from college and started sleeping all over the place all hours of the day. That, and I did try to get a separate room when I was in highschool.

What's the difficulty with that? No disrespect, but your house appears to be of staggering size.

Stark wrote:What's the difficulty with that? No disrespect, but your house appears to be of staggering size.

My house? Wait, how the hell would you know how big is this place? I've hardly photographed more than one room and the back yard...

Both my sister and myself are in our mid 20's and we share a bedroom...

The only story worth telling is about a friend of mine, and I know about it because I'm involved.

My roommate and I were at her apartment, hanging out and watching family guy, since she had just gotten the box sets. In any case, she falls asleep around midnight. Meanwhile, roommate and I keep watching. Around 2, we're talking about something- maybe the episode.
In any case, as I'm talking, I feel something groping at my chest. I turn around, and it is my friend, who puts her finger to her mouth, says "Shhhhh", and passes back out. This 'sleep groping' has become a running gag among our circle, as well as her fixation with breasts, male and female alike.

My brother claims I talk in my sleep, but no one else has said anything about it, so ::

GAAAAAAH stop it! You're all STRANGE!

And Uts, Spanky did some silly photo thing of your house once. It's Bigger Than Mine(tm).

Stark wrote:And Uts, Spanky did some silly photo thing of your house once. It's Bigger Than Mine(tm).

Wait, I did what?

Yah huh, Mister Arty Photo Guy. I remember! I'll try and dig it up. *Goes To Search*

Spanky The Dolphin wrote:

Stark wrote:And Uts, Spanky did some silly photo thing of your house once. It's Bigger Than Mine(tm).

Wait, I did what?

http://bbs.stardestroyer.net/viewtopic.php?t=94920

Nah, it wasn't just his room. It was a fair while ago too... but I can't find it. Perhaps I've gone mad?

Man, that was just our room. I thought you meant like I did something mental and did a photo tour of the whole damn house.

Anyway, our house is of a good size, bigger than some, yes. However despite its size it isn't really that tailored for individual bedrooms.

This is clearly all part of his plan to drive me insane.

I'm afraid you seriously have no clue what you're talking about. You pretty much manage to drive yourself insane quite well on your own, anyhow.

But yes, while the house has a notable size (not that you've seen any rooms in it ), there's not much in the way for spare bedrooms. Six or seven years ago there was the basement (now filled with boxes and junk) and the guest room on the same floor as our room, which is more like two open rooms conected together without actual doorways. I could certainly manage with the back room and the attached bathroom, but again it's more than cluttered and unusable these days.

For my stay here I've been able to keep the upstairs to myself in during the evening hours, do my part in home upkeep as I see it or when given a task, be a pleasant guest, and otherwise do the stuff I do more effectively than if I had to live this stage of my life in some $300/mo hole by the train tracks.

My brother has been a lot better this year than he has in previous summers and college vacations, but even then I'll only share that subject on the board if I need to blackmail him.

Uraniun235 wrote:When I was a kid I played this awful FPS game called Corridor 7. One time my dad caught me sleepwalking and asked me what I was doing. "I have to find the elevator."

Are you kidding? Corridor 7 kicked ass! Wolfenstein in Area 51 = FUCK YES. I remember fighting eyeball monsters and hiding in health regeneration rooms with the dreadful clanging of heavy alien boots just outside the door... quite terrifying, I assure you.

Stark wrote:This is clearly all part of his plan to drive me insane.

Don't be silly, that plan completed its final phase months ago.

DPDarkPrimus wrote:Don't be silly, that plan completed its final phase months ago.

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Stark wrote:

DPDarkPrimus wrote:Don't be silly, that plan completed its final phase months ago.

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And now, Phase 2A of Operation: Conspiracy Nut is complete...

How about this?

I once sleepwalked down a whole flight of stairs, put on my watch, and my glasses, then laid down on the couch. Woke up two hours later downstairs with no fucking clue how I managed to get down the stairs.

Apparently, on a scout camp when I was sharing a tent with three other guys, in the middle of the night, I quickly sat up and said, "There's no practicality in it!" then fell back to the ground. I got quite the ribbing over it.

According to my mother, when someone walks in on me in the middle of the night when I am deep asleep, I'll sit up and start asking questions.

My wife once woke me up at 2 o'clock by giving me a unbelieveable good Bj (How? She used to "suck" with that - no pun intended) and fell asleep right after it. I was awake for the rest of the night trying to get that fact into my head. I tried to talk about it wioth her, but she couldn't remember that she did and, most sadly, HOW exactly she did it.

I once woke up having a painting under my pillow. I somehow sleepwalked and took it of the livingroom's wall. Strange.

My Uncle Danny used to sleepwalk really badly, he used to try and set up a little camp in the front room, like, he'd get the quilt from his bed and make it into a tent and stuff.

I've talked in my sleep a few times, not in years, though. Several years ago when I slept in a cabin bed, I apparently fell out of it, my mum heard a big thump from downstairs, she came up and I was talking total gibberish in my sleep. Total nonsense, not even any words, just a weird string of chirps.

I can believe it.

Sharp-kun wrote:From what I'm told, I've called out a girls name in my sleep. I deny this.

Me too. Judging by my friend's reciting of the event, she must have been doing something to me. Either something nice, or murdering me. I have no recollection of such a dream though.

Man you are all weird. I'm to fucking lazy to do anything in my sleep except snore and get boners.