Fedder's Lullaby September 04, 2002 - 3:51 p.m.

Last night I fell asleep curled up on the floor, against the wall and the recliner. Kind of in a corner, in the fetal position, under the air conditioner. I had a horrible headache and the hum of the air conditioner, plus the air itself, was very soothing.

I vaguely remember Chris trying to wake me up and ask if I wanted to sleep in an actual bed. I think I muttered a 'no'. I was out. When I'm actually getting some good sleep, there's not budging me. At least I didn't talk in my sleep. Well.... he didn't mention anything about it if I did. I'm usualy so MEAN if I talk to someone in my sleep. Apparently I've told my mom, on the phone, that I didn't care if she EVER came home. Little things like that, I'm told of later, and I don't recall them in the slightest. I often wonder if they're even true. But I'm sure they are. Many people have told me that I give them the evilest stares when they try to wake me up.

Regardless of all that. I'm so happy to have finally had a decent night's sleep. Floor, bed, or otherwise.

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