the dog's glasses....naturally

I've concluded that in my sleep I'm on crack. For the past few nights, I've had the weirdest thoughts and convictions. One night I swore my mom was throwing my dog at me (possible, but no likely, plus she claims otherwise). That's nothing compared to what I thought the other night. I'd like to blame the medication I took before bed, but it may not have been that.

My family on a whole are all on crack in their sleep. It's actually funny thinking about it. We're all a little incoherent and such. I took the cake though. On friday night I must have fallen asleep watching tv, although I did manage to turn off the tv. However, I neglected to remove my glasses at the time. Later on in the night I must have removed them though. Early in the morning I turned over and felt something odd. First thought 'huh?" Second thought: "Oh they're glasses. Well they must be sassy's because I put mine on the nightstand table. D'uh, of course they're sassy's glasses." Naturally I put them on the table and went back to sleep, only to remember this later in the day. Seriously, I've lost my mind. I was so out of it, that there was no doubt in my mind that they actually were my dog's glasses. Still cracks me up...

PS...Alias summary still to come. Plus I have a bunch of roswell and some alias fanart to add. Ciao...

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