This is the second night in a row that I've karate chopped myself awake.
*peaceful dream about baby*
Oh no, she's falling over! Hurry jump out of bed!
*leg twitching dream about nothing*
Sonofabitch do I smell a poopy diaper!!!
*perfectly executed REM cycle*
Oh, fuck, now I'm awake and standing 5 feet from by bed!!!
I'm anxious about my upcoming business trip, but this is RIDICULOUS!
My eyes are puffy - like Oprah in natural light puffy! They've never been this bad without a Hope Floats marathon.
I need my sleep now, especially since I will be sleeping in a hotel next week. I surely won't sleep while being attacked by imaginary bed bugs!!
Oh, and karate chopping your way out of dreams is a sure-fire way of pulling a sore muscle!
(Yes, I've still been working out. Very regularly...unfortunately, I'm still in the gaining muscle not losing weight phase and it's really pissing me off -- 10 weeks to go...)