adjusted

i think my brain has fully adjusted to driving/riding on the left side of the road. the other nite i had a dream i was riding my bike up a very familiar hill near my mom's house (the house i grew up in) in canada. in the dream i was riding (and the cars were driving) on the left. weird.

crazy dreams

we went to a late screening of avatar last nite. it was really good (although i did feel a bit motion sick about 1/2 way thru but fortunately the feeling passed pretty quickly and without seeing dinner again). the only thing was that we got home and pretty much went straight to bed. i ended up having really weird dreams all thru the nite that were mixed up 3d movie things combined with outside sounds (at one point in my dream people were stealing zac's bike from out front--we don't even keep them out front overnite any more since mine was stolen 18 months ago--and we ended up chatting to the theives after i caught them). i also think that zac and i were actually talking to each other in our sleep at one point until i woke myself up (i've seen friends do this before when a bunch of us shared a room at camp and 2 of us were insomniacs-- we listened to others talk in their sleep, sometimes we'd talk to them and a couple times we actually heard 2 of them talking to each other-- it was weird). i was so exhausted this morning that i actually fell asleep right away every time zac hit his snooze alarm (usually i'm half awake by the second one and fairly awake and just resting by the time he gets up). i really liked the movie though (zac came out saying "that was soooo stupid! entertaining but stupid").

sleep talking

zac talks in his sleep. usually when he's stressed but sometimes just for no reason at all. its great cuz if i talk back to him he usually just keeps going, saying really weird things (until he finally wakes himself up-- then he blames me for waking him up!). the other nite we had a funny conversation and i ended up waking him up i was laughing so hard!
zac: we all need to stay out here.
me: where?
zac: right here. and the dog needs to be inside.
me: why does she have to stay inside?
zac: well she doesn't have to but it'll be a different sound experience for her.
me: what?!
at this point zac started stroking my arm in the same way he'd scratch wombat behind her ears and down her neck. after a few strokes i couldn't contain my laughter and i just cracked up. zac woke up and i tried to explain what he'd just said. he just kept saying "i thought you were wombat" (i realized that).
the next day he said he thinks in the dream we were all out in the back yard and a band was playing (he thinks possibly ben harper which is kinda weird cuz he doesn't like ben harper as much as i do and i haven't even played any ben harper around him for weeks!). i was entertained by his dream though.