I have a different form of sleep paralysis. I don't have any visual or audio hallucinations, but I do wake up, am aware of my surroundings, can't move whatsoever and can barely breathe. There are only two ways that I get out of this paralyzed state; 1) try breathing and moaning as loud as possible to wake my GF so she can wake me up by pushing on my body. 2) wait for it to subside.

Either way, it's pretty scary, and luckily doesn't happen that often.

I wonder if Sleep Apnea plays any role in sleep paralysis?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_apnea

Exactly how I get out of bed if someone wakes me up before my alarm goes off...

Aside from the profanity, that's about the most sensible summation I've seen so far on this whole kerfuffle lamp. The blockade is there to prevent arms smuggling to terrorists. Would it be nice if Isreal didn't do this? Sure, but wake me up when the Palestinians start abhorring violence and the need for Isreal's security precautions goes away. Isreal sets up the blockade and a bunch of hippies run it. It doesn't take rocket science to predict that there are going to be morons on these boats who are looking for trouble. Isreal should have been better prepared for this. So far I've seen nothing that required firing on these boatniks, aside from their own stupidity for deliberately provoking one of the most no-nonsense military organizations on the planet.

These things are always 5 years away. Wake me up when the present becomes awesome.

Interesting case wouldn't you say?

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/wake me up when I can put dogrukuf

I'm freezing myself in a cryonic pod, wake me up when I can exist transiently in the interwebs.

I bet this still won't wake me up if I can sleep through my college dorm's high pitch fire alarms.

^you're making me horny and THAT wakes me up

>> ^GeeSussFreeK:
I hear they had guns at the revolution. Some were even armed in the presence of the (what would soon be) president gasp . Wake me up when some real news is on, I got some zombie hordes to decimate. You will wish you had guns when the undead try and eat your man flesh. Freedoms don't have to be rational. If I want to have a gun to feel safer even though it most likely doesn't then I should. If I want a gun just because I like the idea of having something powerful, then I should. Hundreds of thousands of guns sit in dust filled attics and closets not harming anyone. And when you say "when you have a civil society that enjoys its freedoms", it is in violation of that essence that you would seek the remove that right. Once again, freedoms don't have to exist in rational form. I like silly fart jokes and some of my friends like dipping french fries in soft serve ice cream (LUNACY I SAY!) But it isn't the freedom that needs renationalisation, and thus I think arguing from that perspective is moot. I don't say that to be a dick or contrary, I just think that misses the point. Liberty first, as Ben Franklin would say (that and electricity hurts!).


/agreed

On a side note BK fries dipped in a Wendy's chocolate frosty are awesome! It's like getting a bite of cone in every serving. :-)

I hear they had guns at the revolution. Some were even armed in the presence of the (what would soon be) president *gasp*. Wake me up when some real news is on, I got some zombie hordes to decimate. You will wish you had guns when the undead try and eat your man flesh. Freedoms don't have to be rational. If I want to have a gun to feel safer even though it most likely doesn't then I should. If I want a gun just because I like the idea of having something powerful, then I should. Hundreds of thousands of guns sit in dust filled attics and closets not harming anyone. And when you say "when you have a civil society that enjoys its freedoms", it is in violation of that essence that you would seek the remove that right. Once again, freedoms don't have to exist in rational form. I like silly fart jokes and some of my friends like dipping french fries in soft serve ice cream (LUNACY I SAY!) But it isn't the freedom that needs rationalization, and thus I think arguing from that perspective is moot. I don't say that to be a dick or contrary, I just think that misses the point. Liberty first, as Ben Franklin would say (that and electricity hurts!).

edit: typo

Ah another "wave of the future" story. Wake me up when it's over, and the posturing is done. Most people I know in the scientific field are apolitical.

Casualties of war; as I approach the barricade
Where's the enemy? Who do I invade?
Bullets of Teflon, bulletproof vest rip
Tear ya outta ya frame with a bag full of clips
Cause I got a family that waits for my return
To get back home is my main concern
I'ma get back to New York in one piece
but I'm bent in the sand that is hot as the city streets
Sky lights up like fireworks blind me
Bullets, whistlin over my head remind me...
President Bush said attack
Flashback to Nam, I might not make it back
Missile hits the area, screams wake me up
from a war of dreams, heat up the M-16
Basic training, trained for torture
Take no prisoners, and I just caught ya
Addicted to murder, send more bodybags
They can't identify em, leave the nametags
I get a rush when I see blood, dead bodies on the floor

Day divides the night and night divides the day
It's all hard work and no play
More than combat, it's far beyond that
Cause I got a kill or be killed kind of attack
Area's mapped out, there'll be no, Stratego
Me and my platoon make a boom wherever we go
But what are we here for? Who's on the other side of the wall?
Somebody give the President a call
But I hear warfare scream through the air
Back to the battlegrounds, it's war they declare
A Desert Storm: let's see who reigns supreme
Something like Monopoly: a government scheme
Go to the Army, be all you can be
Another dead soldier? Hell no, not me
So I start letting off ammunition in every direction
Allah is my only protection

But wait a minute, Saddam Hussein prays the same
and this is Asia, from where I came
I'm on the wrong side, so change the target
Shooting at the general; and where's the sergeant?
Blame it on John Hardy Hawkins for bringing me to America
Now it's mass hysteria
I get a rush when I see blood, dead bodies on the floor

The war is over, for now at least
Just because they lost it don't mean it's peace
It's a long way home, it's a lot to think about
Whole generation, left in doubt
Innocent families killed in the midst
It'll be more dead people after this
So I'm glad to be alive and walkin
Half of my platoon came home in coffins
Except the general, buried in the Storm
in bits and pieces no need to look for em
I played it slick and got away with it
Rigged it up so they would think they did it
Now I'm home on reserves and you can bet
when THEY call, I'm going AWOL
Cause it ain't no way I'm going back to war
when I don't know who or what I'm fighting for
So I wait for terrorists to attack
Every time a truck backfires I fire back
I look for shelter when a plane is over me
Remember Pearl Harbor? New York could be over, G
Kamikaze, strapped with bombs
No peace in the East, they want revenge for Saddam
Did I hear gunshots, or thunder?
No time to wonder, somebody's going under
Put on my fatigues and my camoflouge
Take control, cause I'm in charge
When I snapped out of it, it was blood, dead bodies on the floor

>> ^Farhad2000:
Red Flag his ass.
Late at night, whole barracks puts soaps in socks, holds him down in the bed and everyone pummels him.


And then you'll find him in the middle of the night on the toilet talking to his gun...

Barracks are different than having roommates in a normal house/apartment, but I feel your pain. I grew up with 5 sisters and 3 brothers, and after that lived in a house with 3 roommates and 2 more who were "squatting." Not fun. I now live on my own for very obvious reasons.

I do agree with gwiz about the "half hour power showers" though - they are wonderful and I require them. I understand that this pisses roommates off (if hot water runs out quickly) and I'd cut it short if I knew someone was waiting. I don't whack off in the shower that often, by the way - it's just very relaxing and wakes me up for the day. I'm a horrible morning person.

Another thing that would piss my roommates off is how hard I am to wake up. My alarm clock would wake up others in the house before myself, but it's something I can't help.

I'm a very considerate person, though, and I CAN'T stand people who aren't. I suggest you teach him a lesson by feeding him his own medicine in some form or another.

My cat used to walk across me and my ex-girlfriend to wake us up. So we'd grab him and then toss him off the bed. He then changed his tactics. He began running across us to wake us up, and to avoid being chucked.

Eventually, that modified into just sitting next to me while I was asleep, then slowly putting out his paw and touching my arm softly to wake me up. It's like the feline equivalent of whispering "Psst...."

I have a flock of birds (not sure what type .. the loudest ones?) that have built a nest around / in the air conditioner in my bedroom window. They have been waking me up like a fucking car alarm going off every god damned morning at the crack of dawn for a week straight.

This made me slightly less likely to kill them all.

Thanks.