I’m not dead!!
I was left paralysed in my face several for a few months and as a result couldn’t close my eyes when sleeping but eventually everything sorted it’s self out or so I thought.

Few years later I got home after a big night out; crashed into bed next to my girlfriend and fell into a drunken sleep. I hadn’t told her about this and when she saw me lying there with my eyes open she assumed that I’d taken the night one excess too far. Didn’t help that I was so drunk it made it really hard to wake me; still we eventually managed to laugh about it.

I also talk in my sleep. One night I spent describing a very vivid dream whilst I was actually dreaming it. In the dream I’d gone clubbing with Lenin in Moscow but he was pissing me off so ended up I trying to buy drugs off Stalin in the club toilets. However thing when a bit wrong and I ended up being chased by Czechoslovakian Terminators led by my dead great-grandmother.

In my defence I collect old Soviet posters and movie posters (the original Czech Terminator has a very distinct style). My girlfriend told me about it the next morning and I actually was able to remember it like it happened. So much so I thought about making it into a comic strip (maybe if enough people click I like this I will).
(The Revolution, Fri 24 Aug 2007, 16:11, closed)