An actual post.

So I awaken this morning from a VERY deep sleep with Liz SCREAMING and asking me why I punched her.

I had no idea what was going on, but she told me I'd punched her in the left eye and was cocked and ready to punch her again when she screamed and awakend me.

I didn't remember anything until about 4 hours later when I was at work - I remembered my dream completely.

I was in a YMCA kind of bathroom/locker room with my buddy Stevie B and we were at the showers, which were actually kind of like sinks with an overhead chain that when you pulled it, a shower came from directly above and landed on the back of the head. Eventually some dude comes over on my left and is acting kind of strange and Steven says, "I'm outta here, that guy's a creep" and so I follow Steven out. The strange dude follows and keeps trying to touch me and I yell something like, "Back off" to the guy, but he keeps trying to grab me. I pull back and hit him in his face but he was kind far away from me so I pull back and move in and I'm just about to really land one when I hear screaming...

HOLY SHEEPS did I feel terrible. I was feeling terrible all day. I can't imagine being awakend from sleep with a punch in the eye from your fiancee! I'm not even married yet and I've already started beating my wife-to-be. Oh! The guilt!

Dave tells me I have RBD. Thanks, Dave, that's lovely.

Posted by Michael at September 10, 2006 10:48 PM