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A friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.
She doesn't even live in Fulham.
( , Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
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...I would frequently call him while he was asleep and have conversations with him, spanning anywhere from a few minutes to half an hour, that he would never remember. One of my favorites involved me asking him how he was, and him responding, "Oh, I'm fine, just getting used to keeping Lois in the prison cell." I did a "Wait, what?" sort of thing, and he tells me smugly, "Oh, never mind, you weren't supposed to hear that."
The first night we had ever slept in the same room was at a friend's townhouse on her futon, aged about 18. In the middle of the night I am woken up by ex-fiance intoning, very seriously and dramatically, "Thus the soldier carried the building materials up the stairs." That morning I woke up before him and was watching television, when he sits up, reaches for me, and mumbles something I can't hear. I ask him to repeat himself, and he says, "I need a new Mac OSX for my computer and a new..." before trailing off, his eyes gradually closing and falling back onto the futon. He didn't remember any of this later that afternoon.
My own story actually involves sleepWALKING, which I shall post here in a bit.
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