I love whacky sleep stories, and I got a huge kick out of one this morning.
I can carry on conversations in my sleep that I never remember later. In the morning, I am known to lie very convincingly on the phone about whatever anyone is asking me. Seriously, people have to give me hard math problems to tell whether I'm really awake or not.
This morning, my dad was up my way and was buying donuts. He called to ask if I wanted some, and what kind.
Apparently, I really wanted coroner donuts. He thought maybe I'd said 'corner' donuts, but I corrected him rather bitchily that of course I meant 'coroner' donuts. Duh.
One of my WIPs involves a murder investigation
I can carry on conversations in my sleep that I never remember later. In the morning, I am known to lie very convincingly on the phone about whatever anyone is asking me. Seriously, people have to give me hard math problems to tell whether I'm really awake or not.
This morning, my dad was up my way and was buying donuts. He called to ask if I wanted some, and what kind.
Apparently, I really wanted coroner donuts. He thought maybe I'd said 'corner' donuts, but I corrected him rather bitchily that of course I meant 'coroner' donuts. Duh.
One of my WIPs involves a murder investigation