The Rants of a Sleep Talker

I told myself that I would attempt to write at least one blog entry a week. Since the last one was last Sunday, I guess I am due!

I did not have many adventures last week. I went out for a friends birthday last night, and it was a lot of fun. We went to a restaurant in St. Petersburg called the “Oyster Bar” first, and the food looked delicious. I did not try it, as I had eaten not too long before getting there to try to save money, but the Pepsi was to die for.

After food we went to a really cool little bar called  the “Independent”. What a neat place! It was tiny and it smelled of clove cigarettes when I walked in. They had obscure beer signs all over the wall,and had a fantastic raspberry flavored beer that I can’t remember the name of. I only had a sip because I had to driving home that night, but I can’t wait to find out the name of that beer so I can get it again.

Next, we went to another bar called “The Garden” which was even more interesting than the previous one. The outside seating part of the bar had giant plants and trees everywhere. It did actually give you the feeling that you were sitting in someone’s garden. The inside was noisy and dark with club music playing so loud it vibrated your brain. There were couches arranged in corners where you could sit with friends to try to have a conversation (which would probably only have been possible if you could read lips). I preferred sitting in the outside garden area, and that is where we spent the remainder of the night. Lots of fun was had by all!

By now I am sure you are wondering about the title of this post. Or maybe you didn’t notice it. If you did not notice it, shame on you! Read every word I write and savor it!

So let me explain. I have always known that I talk in my sleep. My roommates in college would would tell me things that I said, and I have often woken myself up at night because I was talking (and sometimes shouting). Well – not too long ago I purchased an app for my phone which would allow me to record anything that happened at night. The recorder is sound-activated, so it only turns on if there is speaking or another loud noise. The other night I decided to use the app (I hadn’t used it in a while because I had only been getting me muttering a little, or moving around, or I’d get nothing at all.) This time I had a very vocal night, and my voice was extremely clear. What I heard on the recordings was too amusing not to share. So here it is. Enjoy!

1:13 am – “hmmm… What’d she say?”

2:07 am – “HEY!”

4:20 am – “So throw it in the trash, for them? Or do you still want to keep that? The garbage.”

5:49 am – “I’m not Lisa!”

6:31 am – “Hahaha! Scary!”

6:40 am – “Don’t do it.”

6:47 am – “Do you want me to start getting you the big carrots and you can cut them up? You think those will last longer?”