last night, i woke up in a dark place, physically and mentally.
it's a disorienting feeling when your eyes open...the ceiling is 2 feet in front of your face. and you're a backstabbing adulterer.
then i realized how i got there.
1) i was in my car.
2) i woke up in the middle of an indiestyle (heavy on the emo) no-friend-of-mine adulterous dream (details spared).
we're nappin'!
photo courtesy of Flickr and basykes
a nip nap
photo courtesy of Flickr and billsaturno
nippy to the nappy
photo courtesy of Flickr and scragz
izza nip nap skibbely dee
photo courtesy of Flickr and foxypar4
anyone can nap it up
photo courtesy of Flickr and Aaron_M
includin' you an' me!
photo courtesy of Flickr and wili_hybrid
so nap it
photo courtesy of Flickr and Timothy Lloyd
jus' nap it
photo courtesy of Flickr and samoyedfriend
turn my mic up
photo courtesy of Flickr and DEMOSH
drop a zzzzz
photo courtesy of Flickr and banna123456
i was so sleepy yesterday that i barely rolled into my driveway before stepping full throttle on the seatback recliner and going from 0 to 60 rem with rapid ninja precision, babystyle.
as my lurid subsconscious worked its voodoo freudian ballyhoo and hours passed, the sun set, my stomach protested and the car raised an eyebrow at my latest stationary exploits.
coming to felt like the end of a narcoleptic bender, lasting for days, weeks even. i barely knew who i was, let alone where, why, or how. rip van winkle, i feel your pain, man.
finally, i stumbled into the house zombieish, murmuring "i jus woke up? i jus woke up?", bleary-eyed, unable to walk a straight line...to the utter concern-quickly-transforming-into-giddy-delight of my father figure.
LATER A MIRACLE HAPPENED...in the bathroom!
(the only thing holding up this still shot is magic.)
today's 9-to-5-friendly tip: don't start small-talk conversations with coworkers that you don't know how to finish (short of trailing off and abruptly walking away). yes, it happened. no, i don't want to talk about it.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Just What the Witch Doctor Ordered...
Labels:
naps,
narcolepsy,
office etiquette,
pecans,
sleep,
zombie
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3 comments:
I end every work conversation with "Thanks!" regardless if they have been helpful.
u r a genius. i am bein sincere.
Thanks for the link, friend. Love all the other napping photos too!
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