An unmentioned reason in the check box section... I wake up when I do partially because I am used to waking up at that time.
As for the true/false - If I had it my way, I probably wouldn't go to bed until 4 or 5 in the morning, and I would wake up in the early afternoon.
And now my waking up story...
When I lived in New Mexico, about 100 miles from Roswell, I went over to my friend's house one time, and we stayed up most of the night talking. I crashed out in the guestroom at four or five in the morning. The next thing I knew, I was waking up, and there was a being standing over the bed looking down at me. There was a bright light behind its head, but I could see that it had large slanted eyes and an inhuman shaped head. The being appeared a light orange/yellow color, and had a narrow jaw. Its head seemed to fill my entire visual field. My thoughts raced to the fact that we were near Roswell, and maybe my dismissal of the alien stories was premature. Then my vision cleared and I realized the bright light was the sun shining through the window, and the being was my friend's cat, which was about three inches from my nose, inspecting me intently.
Other reasons: Because I want to read a book. Because I want to check my e-mail. Because my hips hurt and I'm tired of trying to find a comfortable position. Because there's a song I love running through my head and I need to hear it right now. Because there's a song I hate running through my head and I need to listen to some good music right now. Because I'm thirsty.
This wasn't any fun at the time, bit it's a great story.
I get horrible nightmares on occasion, usually around That Time Of The Month. And when I mean horrible, I mean nightmares that have made people look at me funny and say 'Man, you are fucked up', and MEAN it.
I had one where I discovered that a friend of mine was a 'bluebeard' -- ie, he was killing his girlfriends. I found this out and tried to warn the current girlfriend, but she blew me off. Next thing I know, I've got an IM from the friend/bluebeard saying 'I'll be over there soon.'
In the dream, I was running from window to window closing curtains, running and locking doors, and I wasn't certain if he was already in the house. I woke up terrified, and knew I was going to have to get up, because if I fell asleep again, the nightmare would start up again. It was something like 4am, still dark out, and I went downstairs to get a soda, still feeling jumpy.
At the time, Coke was running a GPS contest, where winning boxes had a GPS signaler in them, and the prize patrol (or whatever they were) would come to you when you activated it. The motto, printed on the box, was 'You can win, but you can't hide'.
In my dream-addled state, I read that as 'You can run, but you can't hide', and the moment I did, it was like I was in the nightmare. I ran from window to window, closing curtains. I turned on every light in the house. I was positive, absolutely 100% positive, that my friend (who I have every reason to trust and like and who would NEVER kill anyone) was outside, and he was going to come in and kill me if he saw me. It wasn't until I was cowering and crying upstairs that I realized how stupid this was, and even then, it took a long, long time for me to calm down.
It's funny if you know the person in question. He's silly and funny and cute and just generally the last person on earth you'd be cowering in a corner, fearing.
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Date: 2007-06-22 12:48 pm (UTC)As for the true/false - If I had it my way, I probably wouldn't go to bed until 4 or 5 in the morning, and I would wake up in the early afternoon.
And now my waking up story...
When I lived in New Mexico, about 100 miles from Roswell, I went over to my friend's house one time, and we stayed up most of the night talking. I crashed out in the guestroom at four or five in the morning.
The next thing I knew, I was waking up, and there was a being standing over the bed looking down at me. There was a bright light behind its head, but I could see that it had large slanted eyes and an inhuman shaped head. The being appeared a light orange/yellow color, and had a narrow jaw. Its head seemed to fill my entire visual field. My thoughts raced to the fact that we were near Roswell, and maybe my dismissal of the alien stories was premature.
Then my vision cleared and I realized the bright light was the sun shining through the window, and the being was my friend's cat, which was about three inches from my nose, inspecting me intently.
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Date: 2007-06-22 01:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-22 01:15 pm (UTC)Because I want to read a book.
Because I want to check my e-mail.
Because my hips hurt and I'm tired of trying to find a comfortable position.
Because there's a song I love running through my head and I need to hear it right now.
Because there's a song I hate running through my head and I need to listen to some good music right now.
Because I'm thirsty.
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Date: 2007-06-22 01:27 pm (UTC)Because I need to use the restroom.
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Date: 2007-06-22 01:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-23 03:51 am (UTC)I get horrible nightmares on occasion, usually around That Time Of The Month. And when I mean horrible, I mean nightmares that have made people look at me funny and say 'Man, you are fucked up', and MEAN it.
I had one where I discovered that a friend of mine was a 'bluebeard' -- ie, he was killing his girlfriends. I found this out and tried to warn the current girlfriend, but she blew me off. Next thing I know, I've got an IM from the friend/bluebeard saying 'I'll be over there soon.'
In the dream, I was running from window to window closing curtains, running and locking doors, and I wasn't certain if he was already in the house. I woke up terrified, and knew I was going to have to get up, because if I fell asleep again, the nightmare would start up again. It was something like 4am, still dark out, and I went downstairs to get a soda, still feeling jumpy.
At the time, Coke was running a GPS contest, where winning boxes had a GPS signaler in them, and the prize patrol (or whatever they were) would come to you when you activated it. The motto, printed on the box, was 'You can win, but you can't hide'.
In my dream-addled state, I read that as 'You can run, but you can't hide', and the moment I did, it was like I was in the nightmare. I ran from window to window, closing curtains. I turned on every light in the house. I was positive, absolutely 100% positive, that my friend (who I have every reason to trust and like and who would NEVER kill anyone) was outside, and he was going to come in and kill me if he saw me. It wasn't until I was cowering and crying upstairs that I realized how stupid this was, and even then, it took a long, long time for me to calm down.
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Date: 2007-06-23 09:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-23 03:51 pm (UTC)