Sleepwalking
It was Christmas Eve, i'd just recently moved into my current house that I was sharing with two mates (who'd lived there a while), and an epic night of drinking lay ahead of me for several reasons:

* It was Xmas Eve
* It was a friends birthday
* I'd recently come off meds and had my full leg cast replaced with a half leg cast (ran into a brick bbq at 1am in the Sherwood Forest while dressed as a ninja, but that's another story)

A vast quantity of drink was consumed, Christmas rolled in, and at about 3am myself and my new housemates hobbled home (despite one of them trying to nick the crutches I desperately needed). I collapse into bed exhausted, and within moments am completely asleep, probably dreaming of ninjas chopping bbqs in half.

The next morning I roll out of bed still feeling drunk. Within seconds housemate A comes into my room, smile across his face, and says "Dude, do you sleep walk? Did you piss at the foot of my bed last night?"

As far as I was aware, this was not a traditional morning greeting in this house, but i don't recall doing anything of the sort. He then produces my crutches that were outside his room, which just so happens to be by the bathroom (and up a flight of stairs from my room I might add).

I don't (that I know of) have a history of sleepwalking, but my bad leg did ache an awful lot. Still, Housemate A seemed to laugh it off, and I tried to get ready for the family xmas meal, all the while wondering if i had pissed in his room.

The parental units soon picked me up, and a thoroughly enjoyable Family Majora meal and festivities were had. However, I couldn't shake the niggling thought that i'd tried to write my name in Housemate A's carpet.

Upon returning late xmas day to my house, I somewhat sheepishly head into the lounge to see my housemates. Immediately Housemate A looks up at me, grinning at my obvious awkwardness, and says:

"Dude, my girlfriend was with me last night, she saw it all happen...."

"It was me. I pissed in my own room."

Turns out my other housemate had snuck into my room and stolen my crutches that night, so he could 'have a go'. Bastard!
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Thu 23 Aug 2007, 11:44, Reply)