Friday night, after about 3 nights of no sleep, I decided to take an Ambien CR. First thing you need to know is, drugs and me DON'T mix!!! But I figured, "Ahhh, I have Saturday off, what's the harm." So I take an Ambien at 10:00. By 10:30, I'm in lala land. So I wake up next morning at 7:00am. Feeling good. I go downstairs to the kitchen to get my morning Kool Aid and drink, and I notice the Kool Aid is a like a yellowish color. So I come to the conclusion that something isn't right with the Kool Aid. I go Back upstairs to bed, and about 9:00 wake up again. Now my wife is already awake in the kitchen getting the kids breakfast. I come downstairs and she says "What the hell were you doing in the kitchen at 2:00 this morning??? I was ready to come downstairs and kill you for all the noise you were making!!!" I say "hon, I wasn't in the kitchen at 2:00. I was here at 7:00, but not 2." She tells me I got up at 2:00am, came down in the kitchen, and was banging pots and pans around to make something to eat. Then, I took a gallon of milk out of the fridge and put it in the sink (I guesit was in the way of the kool aid). The reason the Kool Aid was a yellow color was because for some starge reason, I poured a bottle of ginger ale in the kool aid, then spilled it on the floor. There was also a can of corn on the counter that I guess I was going to try and make.
Funny thing: I don't remember ANY of it!!! The Ambien had me so screwed up, I was sleep walking and doing crazy shit in my sleep.
Funny thing: I don't remember ANY of it!!! The Ambien had me so screwed up, I was sleep walking and doing crazy shit in my sleep.
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