Mysteriously Stagnant...

It appears my after-hour conversations have ceased to entertain my recorder. Although an unfortunate circumstance this is, there is light at the end of the tunnel...

Surreality is right this way... follow the light...!!!

The Gibberish

-- Date not recorded... sometime in late 2009 --

Me: "Why is my omelette blue?" [zzz]
BF: ......???

-- Date not recorded... sometime in late 2009 --

Me: "This is fun..."
BF: "What?"
Me: "This section has super jumbo-sized baby stuff"
BF: "What kinda stuff?"
Me: "Just stuff!"
BF: "What kind??"
Me: "...I'm not crazy..."
[pause.......]
Me: [begins to rub/itch ear uncontrollably]
BF: "...hey....are you awake? ..... ??"

I woke up at that moment with no recollection of this conversation.


~ 2010 Brings More ~


-- Jan 1, 2010 @ 10:50PM --
(I was exhausted and passed out early...)

Me: "It's blue, right?"
Sister: "What's blue?"
Me: "The thing..."
Sister: "Are you talking in your sleep again?"
Me: "You just asked me ... didn't you?!"
Sister: "No.."
Me: [zZz ... starts snoring]


-- Jan 20, 2009 @ 12:56 AM --
Me: "(Laughs) ... [pause] ... What's that electronic? ... [zZz]"

I do recall asking my sister just before falling asleep where this strange, turbulent sound was coming from... it was from her ginormous air filter...