I’ve been watching How I Met Your Mother like a crack feen lately. I recommend it if you haven’t seen it. Anyway, the legen-wait for it.. dary, NPH is on this show which brought me back to this web thing that I’ve been hearing about for the last couple months. There was this web “show” called Dr. Horrible’s Singalong Blog and honestly, I had tried to watch it before (it’s a 3 parter..) and I never made it past the first few minutes of act 1. Today I did, and ended up finishing the series which lasts a total of, I don’t know, 30 minutes maybe?

Worth it.

I’ve been totally trying to kick my late sleeping habits, and it’s a crap story that you’ve all heard before. Judging by the time of this post, you can guess that I’m bombing at this attempt.

On top of this, I’ve been listening to some OneRepublic – Secrets along with another song that has been stuck in my head titled: All The Right Moves. I don’t know why.. it’s just catchy after a few listens. Anyway, on to the happenings of this last weekend..

Andy, Raq, and Buttin were here this past weekend to come hang out and pick up some packages shipped to my ever popular PO box. I had a good time, if not an incredibly tiring time. The weekend started late Friday night with a plethora of youtube videos, top 15 boob videos, and alcohol. The night proceeded with me having a kickass win during an intoxicated game of Catan where I dominated by making my opponents more drunk than I. About 8 hours later at 6am (Saturday), day 1 of my pre-birthday bash was over when Andy lost consciousness 3 times with each consecutive passing-out leading him steps closer to his final destination.. the floor.

Saturday started at noon with riveting xbox boxing action and an incredibly huge ass meal at the pancake house. Five-egg omelets all around! (Except for Buttin and his 2 fancy eggs with fancy Holland-days sauce) I actually don’t remember what really happened after that.. oh right, we went to Fry’s where I was peer pressured into buying Mario Brothers Wii for the Wii. Countless computer accessory isles, a couple of free hypno-pens, a free-er intel dork-bag, and a porno section later (anime porn included) we left and parted ways briefly. This was also the same night as my company Christmas party, a first for me here in Microtown. Sadly, it was crazy dissapointing with some passable “fancy” food buffet and ridiculously limited seating.. a bunch of us found ourselves eating and around a standing table in the hallway just outside the dining room, where 4 other make-shift tables seemed to be set up.. as if they had anticipated the fact that there was not enough seating for Christmas dinner. Bad form, multi-billion dollar company.. bad form.

I left early to meet up with the gang back at my place for some Zeeks, which I had to order and pick up decked out in my new fancy suit. In retrospect, i probably shouldn’t have driven quite so immediately after downing 2 cups of wine, a heiny, and cake. Oh well, I don’t condone what I did, but I didn’t realize I was woozy till I got to Zeeks, and by that time, i was less than 30 seconds from home. The rest of that night was spent playing some crazy Renaissance board game, which i lost at.. lame. Buttin lost worst and he’d play before. Burnjob.

The intersting: Sunday after they’d left at about 4pm or so, I took a much needed nap, which resulted in me experiencing crazy Sleep Paralysis. This is basically when your brain wakes up from REM sleep while the rest of your body is still in sleep mode. You basically are aware, and depending on if your eyes are slightly open or not, can “see” your surroundings. For me, i was awake, and was half seeing shit that was going on (nothing). I “woke up” laying face up on the couch, lets call this Position A. So naturally, I tried to wake myself up fully, by:

1. Flailing my arms and legs.. which i figured wasn’t working because i still felt incredibly groggy.. so i went to trial number 2..
2. Slapping myself on the face as hard as i could.. which i knew didn’t work because after the slap, i didn’t “feel” anything, so i concluded the slap didn’t happen.
3. Turning the tv on and trying to change my physical surroundings somehow.. this is when it started to get bonkers. All this time, I felt as if i was actually moving my body parts, but this time after i turned the tv on.. after a few minutes, i found myself back in Position A, and i looked around and saw that the TV was off. It felt like Momento-ish moment. I tried this a few more times to “make sure”.. fail.
4. My last and most genious attempt, was to flip my body to be sleeping on my face.. yeah.. i knew i was not doing anything when i magically ended up back in Position A after a second or so.

I don’t actually recall how i woke up, but i just did somehow after my 4th attempt to wake myself up. I verified my awake-ness by touching my face. Felt it this time. Anyhow, the last thought i had before waking up for real was “oh crap, what if i’m in a coma.. ray said being in a coma was like this..” Apparently, you’re aware of stuff, and you blip in and out of consciousness.. you just cant do anything about it. The thought was scary. Thank goodness i didn’t coma myself.

Annnnd now its almost 330. *sigh*

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