So .. Badass always has a link in his AIM profile to this site, and since I'm a diary whore, I'd figure I'd write in here, instead of myspace. Coz every jagoff in the world can read that. Something has been freaking me out lately though. Sunday night, me, justin, & jules all hung out. Drank almost all night, and played cards. Finally went to sleep at 5:30 a.m. Only to "wake up" at 6:30. [ i wasn't awake, it was more like sleep walking ]. I must've been having one helluva dream, coz I went into the computer room, where Josh was. And I started flipping the fuqq out about some guy in the backyard, who had a curse on him, and was breathing air. I was yelling at him to do something about it. And he kept shaking his head and asking "what are you talking about?!". And I kept putting my hands on my hips, and pointing, and he said you could just see my anger rising. And I kept repeating, "You know what the fuqq I'm talking about.", "Don't play fuqqing stupid with me", "I cant fuqqing believe your acting like you dont know what i'm talking about". He said the last sentence I said was "I cant fuqqing tolerate you anymore." He said I then slammed that door, and stomped downstairs. I FUCKING WOKE UP AT THE BACK DOOR .. all confused like .. what in the holy fuck am I doing here? So I went to go back upstairs, and I see Josh, and he won't look at me, so went back to bed. Whenever he got home from work, he wouldn't talk to me, he'd just give me a look. So I finally dragged it out of him, and he told me all of that. BUT .. this isn't the first time that's happened. I've gone to bed in our bedroom, and woken up in places all over the house. Living room, guest bedroom, computer room floor, basement, attic, etc. He's said it looks like I wake up sometimes, and i'll have full conversations with him. And I dont remember doing ANY of this. I also sleep talk, thrash around in bed, and beat the crap out of him on a nightly basis. It's gotten to the point where I dont want to go to bed & sleep next to him anymore. So i'm gonna try to find a sleep study, so they can find out what's wrong with me. Because frankly, enough is ENOUGH. TooDLeS ♥