tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post5368098061900423142..comments2007-05-14T14:14:38.982-05:00The Phoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11571082583740830927noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-23456129675021239572007-05-14T14:14:00.000-05:002007-05-14T14:14:00.000-05:002007-05-14T14:14:00.000-05:00Sleep eating is real! Beware of Ambien!The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01336604254549934374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-77145577030057576122007-05-09T07:32:00.000-05:002007-05-09T07:32:00.000-05:002007-05-09T07:32:00.000-05:00My brother does the sleep walk urination trick, or at least, he used to. It made being his room mate pretty scarry.Shamus O'Drunkahanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14492140972265969422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-31466658344112865692007-05-08T13:34:00.000-05:002007-05-08T13:34:00.000-05:002007-05-08T13:34:00.000-05:00I was a sleepwalker, didnt kill any ppl or urinate my mom tho =P interesting articleFernandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08191265845125308050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-12304190430657012672007-05-07T18:45:00.000-05:002007-05-07T18:45:00.000-05:002007-05-07T18:45:00.000-05:00Funny! I um used to sleepwalk & sleeptalk. But having kids seemed to cure it. Either that or hubby is a really sound sleeper.Sarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00898887379236020609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-57821713917739942762007-05-06T23:33:00.000-05:002007-05-06T23:33:00.000-05:002007-05-06T23:33:00.000-05:00I feel very educated on this topic, if I ever come across a sleepwalker I will know exactly what to do thanks PhoenixPhatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06694684931757245608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-4948255237307588462007-05-04T17:26:00.000-05:002007-05-04T17:26:00.000-05:002007-05-04T17:26:00.000-05:00Once when I was camping on a high-school trip, one of our friends slept-shat in the tent. I'm not kidding. There were about eight of us in that tent and I happened to be right next to the guy. He apparently dreamed he was in the bathroom and just let loose, then woke up enough to realize where he was, and threw his sleeping bag over until morning. (He didn't continue sleeping there.) The rest of us woke up to an awful smell in the morning.<BR/><BR/>For the remainder of the trip every time we had beans that poor guy heard about it!<BR/><BR/>I just sleep talk. I have almost belted Keen a few times when he woke me, though.the weirdgirlhttp://weirdgirl.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-24822837388545586162007-05-04T08:32:00.000-05:002007-05-04T08:32:00.000-05:002007-05-04T08:32:00.000-05:00Oh my goodness! I can't even imagine all the strange things people do in your sleep. I once slept next to someone who experienced night terrors and would wake up screaming. That was bad enough. People talk in their sleep are also fantastic. I am very glad my sleep problems are limited to insomnia and grinding my teeth. No sleep slaying or sex for me!Fatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11003313667274508430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-67757356112481979752007-05-03T17:13:00.000-05:002007-05-03T17:13:00.000-05:002007-05-03T17:13:00.000-05:00Awesome post, dude. The last story left me a bit spooked. Imagine waken up to piss patches all over the place. Not nice.Orhan Kahnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16888125796129754219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-76695909034785028892007-05-03T15:59:00.000-05:002007-05-03T15:59:00.000-05:002007-05-03T15:59:00.000-05:00This guy once sleep walked when he was drunk. He wandered into our bathroom and pissed all over the floor, shut the door then passed out again. My brother wandered into the bathroom, yelled, lept into the tub "He pissed all over the place." When our peeing sleep walker headed for the bathroom again, my brother made his friends put him out on the front step. Only problem was...we had to bring him back in. I do not want to know how they did that. I can live 10 more years utterly ignorant of that trick.Jenna Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09134333069553156407noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-38849294592392611032007-05-03T14:33:00.000-05:002007-05-03T14:33:00.000-05:002007-05-03T14:33:00.000-05:00Nice ending.<BR/><BR/>When my husband goes to bed before I do, he's usually on my side of the bed. In order to get him to move over, I have to wake him up. While waking him, I have to hold tightly to both fists or I'm liable to get punch in the face.goldennibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07779269921583131094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-73435135234474300552007-05-03T09:02:00.000-05:002007-05-03T09:02:00.000-05:002007-05-03T09:02:00.000-05:00I never slept walked, but I imagine if I did, I'd be quite the menace to society.Grafshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14324896064633989269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-57389001713910237202007-05-02T20:44:00.000-05:002007-05-02T20:44:00.000-05:002007-05-02T20:44:00.000-05:00My college roommate would sleepwalk when she drank heavily. I woke up one night to see her squatting in our closet and peeing all over our shoes! I didn't really care if you were supposed to wake a sleepwalker up, I slapped the shit out of her. I practically had to go barefoot for the next week until I could shoe shop on my starving college student budget. She also peed in the bathroom trash, on her desk chair, and in the stairwell. She did not remember any of these episodes. Obviously, one semester was all I could take, and so I became an RA to have the private room.Sassy Blondiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03387722604118606353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-77108834878708902572007-05-02T20:43:00.000-05:002007-05-02T20:43:00.000-05:002007-05-02T20:43:00.000-05:00I was a sleepwalker as a child.<BR/><BR/>One of my brothers caught me as I was going out the front door of our house one night when I was 8 years old.<BR/><BR/>Lucky for me....Big Pissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11024226667518288383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-12271220306472191832007-05-02T12:41:00.000-05:002007-05-02T12:41:00.000-05:002007-05-02T12:41:00.000-05:00Maybe I sleep eat. I've gained so much weight these past few months and I have no idea why (it may have something to do with my new taste for peanut M&Ms). I would like to blame it on unconscious eating.angel, jr.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05144019552337738621noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-59892589856351385292007-05-02T10:40:00.000-05:002007-05-02T10:40:00.000-05:002007-05-02T10:40:00.000-05:00Thank You, Phoenix!<BR/>I FINALLY have an answer as to why I have such a fat bohunkus. <BR/>I've been sleepeating.<BR/>I shall install locks on the fridge and rig an alarm on the pantry door.<BR/>My fat butt days are over!<BR/><BR/>My hubby did the weird sleep walking thing while he was taking Ambien. He can no longer take it because of the bizarre effects it had on him. We had a few very weird happenings whilst he was on that drug, and he didn't remember any of it. <BR/><BR/>I feel horrible for the guy who killed his MIL. <BR/>One could never get over such a thing.<BR/>I suppose his wife was a little freaked out after that. She probably handcuffs him to the bed each night, and not in a kinky kind of way. She has to be sure he can't get up, grab a knife, and slit her throat in his sleep. <BR/>On second thought, that guy has a great excuse for doing just about anything.Jamie Dawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11036600186909466411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-53008255037465407232007-05-02T10:38:00.000-05:002007-05-02T10:38:00.000-05:002007-05-02T10:38:00.000-05:00as far as I know I only did it once...I got up when I was about 10, got the keys to my parent's car and started to leave the house. Luckily my older brother was in the kitchen making a late night snack and he came and asked me what I was doing. I told him 'I'm going to Trail' (the next town). He managed to get me back to bed and that was it. <BR/>very weird!<BR/>thankfully, neither of my children sleepwalk. I'd never get any sleep!Kyahgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496268340516243071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-60868024123482075742007-05-02T10:22:00.000-05:002007-05-02T10:22:00.000-05:002007-05-02T10:22:00.000-05:00lol- i'll have to remember this excuse if i ever go through with my threat of killing my husband in his sleep. :)Vanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13166998788039174646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-91734562393361613652007-05-02T08:44:00.000-05:002007-05-02T08:44:00.000-05:002007-05-02T08:44:00.000-05:00I don't sleepwalk but sometimes I get caught in between and when I wake up I always scream. Sometimes there great disturbance and turbulence in our bedroom.Nanhttp://monomuse.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-19782082703401263422007-05-02T07:03:00.000-05:002007-05-02T07:03:00.000-05:002007-05-02T07:03:00.000-05:00My dad used to sleep-walk. Once I was sliently cheering him on ... hoping he'd step into my god-forsaken litter box. He almost did. It ruled.<BR/><BR/>MEOOOOOWWW!Lulu (Dan's cat)http://www.blogger.com/profile/02908534352190389009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-3092647641049551542007-05-01T22:32:00.000-05:002007-05-01T22:32:00.000-05:002007-05-01T22:32:00.000-05:00I actually know a man that died sleepwalking.<BR/>The house he lived in was under going renovations...he was sleepwalking when he took a miss step on the threshold of a new door, fell backwards, cracked his head and died.<BR/>Scary.Taihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03501421874989420807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-35332290559556980852007-05-01T16:36:00.000-05:002007-05-01T16:36:00.000-05:002007-05-01T16:36:00.000-05:00Next time I do something really F'd up, I was sleepwalkin' OK?ozymandiazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07891897071966903895noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-13601964631616561662007-05-01T16:26:00.000-05:002007-05-01T16:26:00.000-05:002007-05-01T16:26:00.000-05:00In high school, one of my friends called an ex-girlfriend while he was asleep.<BR/><BR/>Luckily, she could tell what was going on and said, "Eric, hang up and go back to bed."<BR/><BR/>He didn't remember anything about it the next day. His current girlfriend wasn't too happy.ajoojahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09575904083933131458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-22408032495860500782007-05-01T16:13:00.000-05:002007-05-01T16:13:00.000-05:002007-05-01T16:13:00.000-05:00On the other hand, encountering a sleepwalker is a great opportunity to play some great practical jokes!madhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052803138289084754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-20455678394659811052007-05-01T13:29:00.000-05:002007-05-01T13:29:00.000-05:002007-05-01T13:29:00.000-05:00A golden shower for Mother's Day. That's funny. <BR/>I guess you can punch the sleepwalker in the face so they get the black eye.Mr. Shifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07061232966394052314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12206171.post-71869146967772799562007-05-01T09:08:00.000-05:002007-05-01T09:08:00.000-05:002007-05-01T09:08:00.000-05:00I walked in my sleep once. I woke up with this blog.<BR/><BR/>-- davidDavid Amulethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03758977878243268087noreply@blogger.com