A Woman’s husband in Britain talks so much in his sleep that she is always kept up by it. In response, she decided to keep a blog to record his musings. Here’s an excerpt of one of rants:
“I’d like to introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Spoon… Fuck you, tossbag. I never liked them. And never will.”
“Yeah, falling in love is WONDERFUL. Especially when it’s with me.”
“Yeah I do. I have SO much to give. Choke on it!”
“Can you hold… can you hold my starfish? It doesn’t like it when I’m getting excited. Oh look, it likes you! Its legs are all cree-py cree-py.”
My Dad never slept much. 5 or 6 hours was all she wrote. I clearly got his disease. Because of my workout schedule I sleep more than I otherwise would, but I still top out at around 7 hours. So, reading a blog about a guy who’s sleeping largely just makes me jealous!
But, I can also relate. My brother and I shared a bedroom when we were kids (until I was 18!). We both talked in our sleep. My Dad said he’d get woken up in the middle of the night (light sleeper), thinking we were just being loud, come into our room to shut us up, and realize that in fact we were zonked out … and having a totally insane sleep induced conversation.
Unfortunately, there was no easy access to video cameras and Youtube back then, or I’d totally have that online. I would have loved to see it.
Speaking of Youtube, here’s an interview with the couple:
